Chapter 138: A sucker for a good time (suggestive)
Andrew made sure the phone was safe before he turned his full attention to the black silk bag that Maxwell had handed to him.
Maxwell shifted excitedly on the bed next to him, his eyes bright and Andrew chuckled.
"Are you that excited about this?" Andrew teased and Maxwell nodded.
"Yup! We can’t use these at home!" A shiver went down Andrew’s spine at those words. What did that mean? A suspicious feeling filled him as he felt the weight of the bag. No, these couldn’t be...?
Opening the drawstring, Andrew stared into the bag before pulling out a long, silken rope and Maxwell grinned.
"Well? What do you think? Aren’t they perfect?" Maxwell demanded, grabbing onto Andrew’s arm in excitement as Andrew sat there, slack jawed. Maxwell had gotten silken bondage rope? Why?
No, this wasn’t as surprising as it should be. It was more that he was surprised he brought it with him on a trip like this. He wanted to experiment with bondage at his brother’s wedding? Shouldn’t they have done this at a different time?
No, wait, Maxwell had said something about knowing that the rooms had four poster beds, and that was why he brought them. Has he used these with others before? When? Where?
Maxwell, completely oblivious to the torment that Andrew was putting himself through, practically fell over Andrew’s lap as he tried to get to the bag. He pulled the pieces out, his excitement clear on his face. He held up the rope with a grin.
"Look! I even got it in the right colour!" He stated happily and Andrew swallowed.
"The right colour?" He prompted and Maxwell laughed.