Soft

When Theseus regains consciousness he can feel someone next to him stroking his face and he pretends to still be out cold. Taking stock of what he can.

There's a hand on his face, slightly cold. One on his stomach thumb stroking the skin there. He's naked that much he can tell and laying on something soft. Some kind of comforter?

His arms are tied above his head with something soft as silk but strong. His ankles are spread eagle and each is tied with the same material.

Lips press themselves his eyelids giving each a kiss.

"You can open your eyes kitten. I already know you're awake," Grindelwald coos at him and Theseus headbutts him and then grunts when his head is forced back. His mouth opens in surprise and something like cloth is run between his lips and then forced back against the comforter. When Grindelwald let's go Theseus tries to lift his head but stopped by the thing in his mouth. Grindelwald must have attached it to the bed.

"There you are kitten. I must say I didn't expect you to look so pretty with blue silk trapping you. But you do. Blue is definitely a color that looks good on Scamanders," Grindelwald says fingers teasing an exposed inner thigh. The threat is clear in his words and Theseus glares up at him.

"Dount uch I other!" Theseus snarls around the gag.

"All I want is the Obscurus. If you and your brother get in my way that is your business," Grindelwald says fingers trailing down towards the bed and brushing against Theseus cheeks and he jerks away.

"Who know you has such a cute ass hiding in those hideous grey trousers kitten. You really shouldn't hide it away," Grindelwald says tracing the cleft. Pressing a little so it spreads around his finger tip.

Theseus wants to tell but what comes out is a soft whimper that has Grindelwald grinning and pushing the finger deeper.

Theseus freezes when it brushes his hole.

"Oh don't worry kitten. You're not there yet. I have to get you first," Grindelwald says and there's something slick on his finger and Theseus feels something being rubbed into his rim.

"Wah tat?"

"Nothing to worry about," Grindelwald says and Theseus glares at him. When the fingers pull away his hole is tingling.

"Wha?" Theseus demands and Grindelwald ignored him and rubbing a wet finger over the tip of his cock and the tingling occurs there as well.

When Grindelwald moves his fingers to his chest Theseus starts thrashing.

"Shhhh shhhh kitten. Don't worry. This won't hurt you. It's here to make you feel good," Grindelwald says and circles Theseus' nipples and the tingles start there as well.

Theseus is having trouble focusing on anything other than the tingling over his body. The sensations distracting him so much that he blinks and finds Grindelwald leaning in to press their lips together.

Theseus jerks but can't really go anywhere.

Grindelwald's lips are warm against his. Not soft like Leta's but not as rough as Theseus thinks his own would be.

Grindelwald pulls away and rubs a finger over Theseus' lips and the tingling starts up there as well.

"There we go. Rest up kitten, breakfast will be in a few hours," Grindelwald says curling up on the bed next to him and the lights go out with a wave of his hand.

Theseus squirms there in the dark. The sensations all over his body are not horrible. But they are making it difficult to focus on anything else. Making planning escape impossible.

It also makes sleep impossible.

Theseus jolts if breakfast is in a few hours either he's been unconscious and missing most of the day or...

...or he's not in London anymore.

Theseus isn't sure which of those is worse.