"Good." He slides a hand through her hair and pulls it into a loose coil, stretching to over her shoulder - and tugs at it, tilting her head to one side. "Just relax," he murmurs, pulling the rope around her front, tucking it under her breasts. "I'll take care of everything."

Rope is still something he's learning, and he still doesn't have much more than the basics, but for his purposes the basics are plenty. He slides one end of the rope through the loop at the center of her back and pulls it up over her shoulder, between her breasts, binding them up and apart.