Content Notes: Set during S3. NSFW for implied voyeurism and sensuality.
The chastity belt makes a crude, unwelcome sight on Jon's desk.
To keep you safe during your travels, the note attached to it says. Jon doesn't need a signature on it to know who it's from. He bites his lip, grasping the note and crumpling it before tossing it into the bin. He should do the same with the belt.
Instead, he takes it into his hands.
The belt is made of metal, making it uncomfortable to wear and impossible to get through an airport; Jon wonders just how he is supposed to go anywhere with this. Still, he keeps inspecting the belt, noticing that although there is a lock on it, there is no key. Another inconvenience that further proves that the belt isn't here provide him any aid; it's here to simply unsettle him.
Yet, curiosity keeps nagging at the edges of Jon's mind as he looks at the belt, as he tries to imagine it against his skin, against his most private parts. Heat flares up in his face, in his body, and he hastily puts the belt back on the desk, trying to compose himself.
He briefly wonders if Elias is watching him right now, but the question has barely had enough time to form when the answer is already follows: of course he is. An image flashes through his mind, of Elias sitting by his desk, his hand in his trousers, and the heat inside Jon grows stronger. He doesn't want to confirm if the image is true or not; it has him flustered enough as it is.
Regardless of whether he takes the belt with him or not, Elias wants Jon to wear it. Jon should refuse.
Licking his lips, Jon takes his hands to his own belt.