By the end of the kiss, Chris was breathing heavily and trying to make up for the longer stamina that Cole had. His breath had literally been stolen and he was perfectly all right right with that, dazed and pleased by how deeply Cole had gotten into it. He licked his lips absently, watching Cole with an unperturbed interest when he finally stood and pulled away from him. When the bindings and his clothes fell away, his first action was to turn down to his hands, stretching his fingers and rubbing at his wrists to get rid of the phantom bindings still holding at him.

Standing easily, Chris ran a hand through his hair and had only a moment of nervousness before it all washed away into the safety of the harness and Cole's watchful eyes. This was good, it was a good opportunity for Cole to give him even more than what he already had and he ducked his head to hide a pleased smile at the thought. His tongue darted out to his lips again in memory, in anticipation, and he raised his arms partway before doing a small turn for Cole. He was all smooth skin and freckles down his chest, sprinkled across his back and a few long the back of his legs, a body clearly having been raised on magic for not having any sort of blemishes to speak of. His muscles were average but it only highlighted how well he was already built. "Like this?" he asked, turning to face Cole once again and raise his brows.