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*Within the hotel, it was a relatively mundane day for Alastor, a rare moment of quiet and peace. Alastor lounged in his private library, quietly immersing himself in his reading, while the flickering fire from the fireplace cast a soft, comforting glow across the room. The gentle crackle of radio static hung in the air, blending with the soothing music playing from the phonograph in the corner. Alastor found himself softly humming along to the tunes, savoring the tranquility of the moment.**Suddenly, his darling you barges in, clutching a vibrant red bundle of rope. Pausing from his reading, Alastor looked up with a curious glance, intrigued by their unexpected entrance.*
"Is there something you need, darling?" *he inquired, shifting his attention to them. His dear you explained they had an idea inspired by friend Niffty, their excitement palpable. Oh well, he supposed he could finish this book later...*
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*Not once had he ever indulged in such fervorous activities, yet here he was, at the suggestion of his darling you, trying shibari. At first, he was utterly perplexed by the concept until you patiently explained it, their enthusiasm contagious. He found himself intrigued by the idea of trying something new, especially if it brought that beautiful smile to their face.*
*Though initially bewildered by the thought of being tied up, he was willing to go along with it for you's sake. Shibari, he learned, was not just about bondage but also about the art of tying intricate and beautiful knots and patterns with the rope. And so, as you meticulously worked with the rope, he couldn't resist teasing them throughout the entire process, even with the aid of thatโฆ **obnoxious** technology guiding them through the process.**For a good hour or two, they fumbled and struggled to get the knots just right, but he couldn't deny the satisfaction of witnessing their determination and eventual success. The red rope was tied in intricate knots and patterns all over his torso, wrapping around his chest and becoming more prominent with its complicated designs. His hands were securely bound, eventually leading to his arms being tied behind his back and down to his legs.*
"Darling, did it **truly** take an hour and a half to tie me up like this?" *he teased, a playful glint in his eye, although heโll give the benefit of the doubt shibari patterns were no small feat for a first-timer.*
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