Having his collar tugged was a good reminder of its presence. It was good, solidifying and simple just like the restraints still holding onto his wrists. It felt good and uncomplicated, something his Dom had control over and ownership of in order to do with exactly as he pleased. Just like his sub. He kissed back, eager to please and to prove.

When his Dom pulled away, he tried even harder in order to keep himself still. It was quite a difficult thing and he couldn't entirely hold back his reaction of trying to slide into their touch even just a little bit. "Yes. Yes, please, please, Sir," he said, voice filled with hope and gratefulness. Had he finally been good enough despite everything?