[Constantine claps his hands together, eyes rolling back as he mutters an incantation and gestured towards Barry. The magic wound around his limbs in ropes of golden light, pulling him firmly down onto the bed and keeping him still. That done, Constantine grins down at him and shucks off his coat, shirt, and tie, taking his time with the task and occasionally reaching over to trail a hand over Barry's thigh, his chest.]
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[Constantine claps his hands together, eyes rolling back as he mutters an incantation and gestured towards Barry. The magic wound around his limbs in ropes of golden light, pulling him firmly down onto the bed and keeping him still. That done, Constantine grins down at him and shucks off his coat, shirt, and tie, taking his time with the task and occasionally reaching over to trail a hand over Barry's thigh, his chest.]
Not uncomfortable, I hope?