like the sun through the blinds – ghostofgatsby

Sips climbed up, straddling Ross’ hips and smiling down at his work, tying Ross’ wrists and ankles to the bedposts.
Ross blinked owlishly up at him. There was a faint blush in his cheeks, and Sips brushed the back of his finger across it. “You okay?” he asked.
Ross nodded. Sips watched his adam’s apple bob as he swallowed. “Yeah. Yeah, I’m- I’m good.”

Rating: Mature

CW: implied death/injury because kelpies I guess?
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