[ It's sweet, in a way, how she viewed sex. Being about to touch your partner could be half the fun, though to Lilia there was always something so enticing about being able to have his way with someone, watching them squirm needily under his touch-- you know, why not say this aloud, see if he could get a rise out of her?]

On occasion, it's enjoyable, although I rarely would go as far as they're asking us today. If you're the one to tie up your partner, you get to watch them squirm in anticipation. Their heart pounds in their chest, and usually, they're laid bare, completely at mercy to your whims alone.

[ His hand wanders up from her hip, carefully tracing her waist. He leaned in, it seemed, to speak more directly into her ear, his voice lowering to allow only her to hear him.]

Doesn't that sound nice? Think about it, someone with only your pleasure in their mind, teasing you with feather light touches, watching as you squirm and beg for something more. They wouldn't give much, of course, not until you begged thoroughly. All they'd offer are kisses, touches, until you're so worked up that you can barely contain your pleas.

[ Leaning back, he returns to a normal volume. ]

At the very least, that seems to be the appeal.