[thoughtless]

Chain chains were cold on his wrists, and Micah shifted his shoulders as she securred them. The feel on the chain under his bulging tummy was...not unpleasant. She was being quite gentle. Has gasped as her lips found the name of his neck and her hands moved across his gravid form.

"I love that you love this," he murmured, pressing his belly against her hands. "I'm here to please you. Let me please you."