Ashton White and Leo Barnes, part 4

The bearded man secures the other’s wrists to the cross with tight black straps while his smooth, dark-haired partner leans into the restraints, muscles taut. The wooden cross groans under the weight of their grip, each movement deliberate as one adjusts the bindings with practiced precision. Their bodies press close, one dominant, the other bound, no words needed, just the force of control and submission.