The coldness in Tao's skin, in his voice, it reminded Riley of the very, very deepest of the deep woods, that chill, still darkness where he could go and just let himself think. Though, honestly, he wasn't thinking comfortable thoughts in this moment. Just in the heat of the moment, he wanted Tao, and badly. That night they had spent together had stirred up some new restless part of him, and he knew it wouldn't be satisfied by anything but this. "Yes, master." He murmured, feeling a distinct sense of loss once Tao's lips were off of him. Riley let his hand drift down Tao's torso, trailing his palm, finger, and then fingertips until, finally, there was no physical contact between them.
Riley took one step back, and then another and another until he had reached the bed and his calves were bumping into the mattress, unwilling or unable to keep his eyes off of the vampire. He sat with his legs spread, and slipped a hand down his front, wrapping his fingers around his length. All he had to do was look at the restraints at the foot of the bed and his body began to ache in response. It wouldn't be hard to touch himself for Tao, he was almost aching for it already.