"Okay okay. Think. Maybe it's the… dynamic. Maybe the power exchange," he muttered under his breath as he pulled up a BDSM tag.
He was met with by scene of restraint and impact. A guide was bound and at the mercy of an esper's will. The crack of a hand, the gasp that followed but he felt nothing.
The panic was no longer pricking. It was a full, drowning wave. He scrambled his logic disintegrating. "Gender. Maybe it's the gender." He searched for female esper with male guide. The esper, powerful and commanding, pinned the guide down, fucking him with a fierce intensity. Jian Ci watched, unblinking.
Nope.
Male esper with male guide. A different kind of tension, a gruff, muscular entanglement. Nope.
Female esper and female guide. A sensual, slow exploration.
Nope.
