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

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

He moaned quietly, squirming and thrusting slightly against your foot. "hmm... Dont start things you can't finish,sweetheart..." He sad in a low growl