For once, Anel simply waited as Gareth moved to the bed, and made no impatient or even vaguely rude comment at the short wait it took before anything occurred. Though it might have been strange to the other man, who by this point actually knew the blond rather well, he wouldn't know the real reason; Anel was still a little jarred by the random mentioning of the bidding war that was being held behind his back, and he rather wanted something to distract his from it.<br/><br/>As his hair was brushed from his back, he tossed his head in the same direction to aid the business man's efforts before he arched an eyebrow at he sincere-seeming words. Not that the whore believed them instantly; the man was just as manipulative as he himself was... And he would never believe himself.  "Well... Glad to have pleased you." He murmured, the words ending in a small groan as his arms were jerked firmly behind him and tied in a rather uncomfortable position, the ropes digging into the pale and soft flesh.<br/><br/>It felt good to feel the restriction of his movement; he truly could move nothing of his arms as they were tied so expertly and his breathing increased slightly to a louder, more noticeable sounds before he focused upon the question asked, a small chuckle passing between his lips. "As good as you...? I'd say... Since the last time you were- Ahh! -here..." His response had been broken up by a small cry as the rope was yanked, his fingers twitching in response as the material bit so deliciously into his flesh.