Neito adjusted the ropes, making sure they were well taught and perfectly tied. He couldnt risk them escaping and leaving him ever. Taking a few steps back, the blonde admired his work with a small satisfied humm and a calm spoken word "Perfect..."

of course he made it gentle enough so they wouldn't get hurt by the rope. But the blonde added enough rope so they could barely move a muscle. He couldn't risk them escaping even if he didn't want a single scratch on their body. Neito loved them too much to hurt them