The tight red ropes were slightly constrictive around Huxley’s chest as he walked. Not that he didn't like it. Huxley had often fantasised about doing something like this… doing something that could so easily get him caught.

Earlier that morning, the Freelancer had wrapped him up so prettily, making him their perfect little playtoy. They’d promised to keep him tied up like a beautiful gift until they could get home and take him apart.

It was safe to say, Huxley’s pants were a little tighter than normal. 

The silky red ropes had been designed for long periods of use and were extremely comfortable. It helped keep the Earth’s mind slow and steady. His anxiety was under control as the ropes kept every bad thought at bay. He didn’t need to think about anything but his school work and the love that he felt from being so securely wrapped up. 

His phone buzzed, their contact name flashing across the screen.

‘the short one <3’ He, in fact, had not chosen the nickname. That was Damien’s handiwork. He was very proud of the fact that he was a whole ½ inch taller than his counterpart.

“Hey, how are you feeling honey?” Their soft voice floated through his phone into his ear. He shivered at the low timber of their voice. “G-good.” He stuttered, the words felt thick in his throat. “They feel good and I'm keeping half an eye on them. I’ll send you progress pics throughout the day to let you know.” He responded quietly, mind floating slightly as they breathed in his ear.

“Good boy.” They breathed so softly. He let out a whimper, a quiet but distinct noise. His cheeks flushed as he quickly looked around to see if anyone had heard. “Floating in the clouds a bit, baby?” Freelancer laughed lightly, thoroughly enjoying the noises they could pull from him. 

It made them proud.

“Okay, I have to go to my first class. Are you gonna be okay?” They whispered gently, he could picture them running their fingers over his cheeks as they spoke. He closed his eyes and subconsciously leaned into the imaginary touches.

“Mhm.” he hummed, mind slowly coming back into himself. “Hux, I want you to call me anytime you need or want okay? This is gonna be a lot and I'm here for you every step of the way.” They promised, speaking their words slowly and clearly so that the message stuck in his brain.

“Thank you.” He swallowed thickly, his mind absorbing their words easily. It was always easy when it was them.