Jiyu sat on the chair with his legs apart and his hands bound behind his back. You took a seat in front of him. He smirked as he watched you, anticipating what you would do next.

"Talk." You commanded, expecting him to readily confess. He kept quiet, merely grinning at you. You put your foot in between his legs out of frustration.

He moaned quietly, squirming and thrusting slightly against your foot “hmmm… don’t start things you can’t finish, sweetheart..” he said in a low growl