There was quite a lot going on around him and only so much focus he could spare on any of it at a time. Footsteps and sounds seemingly bouncing from one spot to another without logical progress threw him off and he couldn't even anticipate his wrists being bound up until the cuffs were there and hooked together. Without his hands, he could no longer hold his balance against any sort of onslaught and that was going to make this that much tougher.

Short, panting breaths and pained noises coming unbidden. Her touch was an unexpected heaven at first, but then that too turned into something to be defended against and he couldn't help but try to curl even partially to work against the painful touch. Even in that punishment, there was a thrill tumbling through his veins and he tried to swallow it back. His shoulders shuddered strongly at the reminder of his Dom, and of his own hangups that were sitting in the way. Perhaps that was true... but no. They made each other happy in their own ways, it didn't matter that he couldn't have sex with Eli yet. It didn't matter that he was blind. He was still good and loved and not broken.