[He shifts and she can't help the ragged moan that drags out of her, her gaze hooded as she's left panting. It's hard not to focus on the way the ropes pull whenever he shifts, even harder not to be keenly aware of the way their hips meet.]

That's ah...that sure is one way to put it. I mean, I'd be happier about it if we'd both been asked if we wanted to get tied together first. It's a bit much for a first meeting, right? You seem really handsome and nice but I normally have at least one date before coming on to somebody, you know?

[Her laughter is breathless and she rambles like she's nervous, but she's trying not to squeeze his hips with her knees as the desire to clap her legs closed grows. It was a little mortifying being sprawled on top of him like this, trying to figure where his hand had ended up and if he noticed she was struggling not to squirm.

At least she could keep herself boosted off of him with her free hand, to give him a little more space. Even then they were close enough that she had an excellent view of when his pupils blew wide. He really was unfairly pretty.]

I suppose this might be a weird time for introductions, huh? So, uh, what do you have in mind for helping each other, big guy?