That gets Dave struggling in earnest - because fuck no, it was bad enough having that thing wrapped around his neck for a split second the last time, he doesn't want to know what Gamzee could do to him with it while he's immobilized like this.

"Fuck, Gamz, don't you dare," he warns, although he's not sure how effective that is, what with his being frogmarched here with his hands behind his back. And fuck it's unfair that his wrists are so slim or that Gamzee's hands are so large, or that some combination of the two lets the troll hold onto both his arms with just one hand.

"I do not get off on having my skin stripped off."