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Alastor grins broadly, forces the softness back into his voice, "I don't even need to use my own hands, do I? Because you're such a good boy, Valentino, so eager to please. The praise is enough." He doesn't receive a verbal confirmation, but he doesn't need it. He hums, lifting a leg and wrapping it around the other in a crude imitation of a hug, the best he can offer with his hands bound behind his back.
It's so easy. His shadow lets out the laugh he's struggling to hold in.
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In which Alastor finds he has a lot more power in the chair than he initially thought, and takes full advantage.