"Ah. Yes, he likes the bondage punishment. You're lucky he didn't make it worse." Hartley snorted, but let go of Cisco so he could indeed get him a glass of water. He returned with it and held it against his lips, slowly tilting it. "Sorry, rogue rule. I can't interfere with Cold's business."

He could, however, time a comment very nicely to just when Cisco had a mouthful of water. "I could give you a blowjob, I guess."