A pleasant tingle coils in his chest and disperses to the far ends of him. Though it chafes to do so with his loins pulsing so insistently, he dutifully holds still as Hythlodaeus' lips roam up to his ear.

Counting his breaths helps somewhat, until his friend outlines their demand. Then his heart skips a few beats and he has to swallow past a tight throat.

He knows very well how Hythlodaeus can pounce upon weakness and exploit it. Not merely in battle but in personal relations. For that reason, anything he truly wished kept secret he held close to his breast - and so volunteering his vulnerabilities would truly be giving his bonded power over their intimacy.

It would be easy to confuse his nervousness with fear. But it is not fear, no. He does not fear Hythlodaeus. Yet all the same, it takes him a good minute of squirming before he can speak.

"I...want you to take away any control I have. I want to be bound. Have my senses deprived. Held down so I cannot move. For once, I want to be led by another instead of leading. I- I am tired of leading." His fingers press into Hythlodaeus' skin. "There is much and more I know of but have yet to try. But I also want to please you, my friend. My beloved. If there is aught you have dreamt of having me do..."