[ James watches, gaze dark and lips parted, panting quietly as he watches Klaus wince and wriggle beneath him. Fuck, he's getting hard already at the sight. His foot moves away, and instead he steps up so he's standing above Klaus, one foot resting to each side of him.
Then he presses his boot against Klaus's arm, pinning it to the floor. He whips him across the cheek, then rubs the tip of the crop against his lips. ]
I'm ready to see what else your mouth is good for.
[ With that, he steps back, yanking hard on the leash to pull Klaus up from the floor. ]
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Then he presses his boot against Klaus's arm, pinning it to the floor. He whips him across the cheek, then rubs the tip of the crop against his lips. ]
I'm ready to see what else your mouth is good for.
[ With that, he steps back, yanking hard on the leash to pull Klaus up from the floor. ]
Back on your knees.