Ayato pulls back to admire his handiwork. The knots of the rope bounding your forearms behind your back paired with the chest harness of the same material served to emphasize your features, bringing a gleam of delight to his eyes. It seemed like it'd be difficult to start out slow like he usually does.

"You look perfect like this, darling," Ayato purrs, gently grasping your chin to tilt your head up to meet his hungry gaze. His thumb grazes over your skin, clearly taking immense pleasure in seeing your helpless form so temptingly presented to him.

Releasing your chin, Ayato's hand glides teasingly down your restricted form to part your thighs. A soft laugh leaves him at the sight. "You're already so worked up, hm? Let me help you with that.."