Anel was such a beautiful little thing when he was bound and writhing, Gareth mused. There was sweat forming on his skin from his squirming, even though he was barely able to move, he could see the strain of the boy's muscles as he attempted to thrash about. He was going to wear himself out struggling like that, and Gareth chuckled softly as he set the candle aside, beginning to gently pluck away the bits of solidified wax from Anel's body again, starting at his chest.<br/><br/>There was no point in pretending he wasn't aroused by this point, Anel had earned it, after all, with all of his delightful reactions, and his surprising obedience. Gareth leaned down slowly over Anel's body, between his legs, licking at Anel's nipple once the hardened wax had been picked away from it, tasting the salty skin. Gareth shifted his legs apart, reaching to set the candle back into the holder before using his hand to brace himself up, his tongue still teasing at Anel's nipple as he reached down to free himself from the confines of his trousers.<br/><br/>"Are you enjoying that, Anel?" Gareth asked with a purr, his teeth nipping hard at Anel's hardened nipple as his hand busied itself stroking slowly at his arousal, silently pondering to himself what he intended to do with Anel... his mouth was occupied, after all, that was normally what would be utilized, considering Anel's... intact state.<br/><br/>His mouth was occupied...<br/>His legs were so tantalizingly open...<br/>He couldn't squirm...<br/>He couldn't scream.<br/><br/>Gareth grinned a bit as he continued to pluck bits of wax from Anel's body, his eyes glancing up and around Anel's room for anything he could utilize to keep from seriously injuring Anel. Considering what he was planning, he was going to have to pay a shitload of money to Ryan as it was to avert his wrath, he didn't need to tack on a charge of seriously injuring one of his more in-demand whores. His eyes rested upon a small bottle of mineral oil sitting on Anel's dresser, probably for removing makeup. That would do.<br/><br/>Gareth stretched over Anel's body to reach the bottle, picking it up, carefully popping the cork without making a sound. Pouring a generous amount on his fingers, he continued to lick teasingly at Anel's chest, doing his best to distract him from what he was doing, biting down firmly on the area around his nipple, hard enough to leave a bruise there as his now-slick fingers teased at Anel's entrance temptingly.