“Noted. Thank you.” And with that, he gives Benedict a kiss as a reward. It may not be the kind he’s hoping for though, because it’s soft, gentle, and very brief and over before it can really be savored.

Letting go of his chin, Allumin moves back once again and pulls the braid of his hair over his shoulder, unraveling the ribbon tied into it. The ribbon is quite long and made of sturdy material - a necessity to keep all of his hair neatly tied up but also for other reasons. As he does this, his eyes take the time to really make a thorough journey over Benedict’s frame and he wonders where will be most sensitive to which touch, and how much he’ll be able to explore before inevitably the other man has to go to work. This merits a bite of his lip and his cheeks flush as his imagination tries to conjure up thoughts of what sounds he’d make. He also wishes he had a longer bit of rope than just his hair tie, but it will be enough for now.

“I was thinking about how wonderful you’d look if I tied you up,” he says, but he doesn’t follow it with a question as to whether or not Benedict would like that or wants him to. He wants Benedict to ask for it. If he begs? Even better.