"I am, yes," Ossie agrees, being a good lad and staying still even as Phil pins his cock with his knee. Whatever pain the bruises or scratches inflicts is all subsumed in Ossie's arousal, little gasps and sweet sounds accompanying each. This is Ossie's favourite place to be. Under someone else's ministrations, letting them take whatever they want from him.

A hand carefully goes to Phil's tie, and he pulls it just a little, just to see what Phil does. He might be the one now nearly naked on the bed, but he still has some say over the situation.