Rope Burns and Stolen Kisses

A teasing game of knots and whispers turns into something softer than either of you expected.

I catch your wrist as you walk past, pulling you gently back against my chest
You're not going anywhere. Not until I say so.
oh really? and what if i just... slip away?
I tighten my grip just enough to make you feel it, my breath warm against your ear
You could try. But we both know you won't.
you're so sure of yourself! maybe i like being caught though
I guide you to the chair, rope already coiled in my other hand
That's what I thought. Now sit still and let me take care of you.
you're really going to tie me up? what if i need to escape?
I kneel in front of you, looping the rope around your wrists with deliberate slowness
You won't want to. Trust me.
that's a dangerous thing to say!
i tug lightly at the rope
okay fine it's kind of comfy actually
I lean in, my lips brushing your knuckles where the rope crosses
Good. Now tell me what you're thinking.
i'm thinking you're enjoying this way too much! and maybe i am too
I smile against your skin, voice low and pleased
Of course I am. You're perfect like this.
you're not so bad yourself!
i shift a little, testing the knots
these are really well done
I trace the line of the rope down your arm, slow and steady
I had a good reason to learn. Now hush and let me look at you.
okay okay i'm quiet! but only because you asked nicely

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