Ossie hums, glancing down as if to confirm that the bastard is continuing to draw things out.

"While I pride myself on my pain threshold, let's give you something nice and easy to stick to. Marks and bruises, yes, blood, no. Nothing too risky on our first dalliance, either- choking, for instance. While we're at it, are you happy with our positions as is? Or would you prefer something more or less defined? I can play anything you'd like, you were certainly generous in granting my wishes, after all."