Logan bit back a moan at the feeling of Joe's tongue against his skin.

"I don't remember asking for you to burn me with a cross," he snarled, tugging on the cuffs again.

He could feel himself slowly starting to break though, wanting Joe to prase him, to tell him he was good. That he was wanted. He wasn't ready to admit it though, and he growled low in his throat as he bared his teeth again.