"Hm?" Gareth hummed thoughtfully in response to Anel's gentle reminder, simply going about the task of binding his legs. He threaded the loose end of the rope through the spreader-bar's attachment point, yanking it tight, pulling Anel's knee up towards the end of the bar. The position he was being tied in left him very exposed, and Gareth could tell that Anel was becoming apprehensive about it. He smiled reassuringly at him, even as he moved to bind his ankle as well, leaving him very, very little room to squirm.<br/><br/>"... oh, yes. The bidding<em>will</em>come to an end soon, I'm sure," Gareth answered with a sweet smile, walking around the bed to Anel's other leg, beginning to bind that one in the exact same way. By the time he was finished, Anel was left wide open, both legs pulled up and out of the way, and bound there painfully tight. Gareth was certainly eyeing Anel with certain things in mind, and he made no effort to hide that fact, though he said nothing about it.<br/><br/>Humming a playful, upbeat tune, he casually moved to sit on the bed directly between Anel's spread legs, and picked up the long, red candle that had been lying tantalizingly close. He smirked a bit as he looked down at the bound boy, grabbing his silver lighter out of his pocket, flicking it open to light it.<br/><br/>"We don't play with these nearly enough, do we?" He asked teasingly as he touched the flame to the candle's wick, setting it alight, snapping the lighter closed and slipping it back into his pocket as he allowed the candle to burn for a moment. "They're so fun after all..."<br/><br/>He extended his hand out over Anel's body, his exposed chest, and casually tipped over the candle, just a little. It took a few moments before enough wax melted to drip from it... forming a small pool at the tip of the candle, threatening to overflow any moment. It didn't take too much longer, before several drops of bright red, molten wax dripped from the tip of it, landing on the boy's porcelain skin.