Instinctively, Robin pulled a little against the handcuffs. He knew that if he needed to he could get out of them. In fact, he'd purposely positioned himself against one of the posts that didn't curl back in on itself; if he stood up on the bed and lifted his arms he could slip right off of it.

Though he would be extremely pissed off if it came to that, and a pissed off puck was not something that anyone wanted to deal with.

He eyed Tereus. "If there's going to be one set of blue balls here, then there's going to be two." Black eyes too, though he didn't say that. Tereus was a very large man.