[Maybe he should be thankful that he can't quite think properly. He's tangled up in the garland, restrained, and tugging against it only seems to pull him in tighter, causing it to wind more around his arms, legs, his hips. The pressure was an instant thing, and now, with Tsumugi reaching to tug at it even more, he actually gasps, breathy and hot.]

Wait, Tsumugi—

[Even the way he calls his name makes it obvious that he's affected, trying to reach for him and only meeting more resistance. He's flushed, eyes dilated, and since Tsumugi is trying to work at the strands working up around his legs, he'll notice that he's beginning to become aroused.]

This is... more than just some trap, you know? Ah, I feel hot all over... Please be careful, you're making it spread faster.