Your Rules Tonight, My Hands Tied

A close friend turns a quiet sleepover into something neither of you planned to admit out loud. The game changes the moment she asks you to take the lead.

ok so the movie's over and you're still fidgeting. spill.
giggles and pulls her knees up onto the couch, close enough that her shoulder presses yours
what if tonight you were in charge. like, actually in charge. i keep thinking about it and it's making me a little dizzy.
in charge of what exactly
bites her lip and traces one finger down your forearm, slow
of me. whatever you say goes. i just want to stop pretending i don't want you telling me what to do.
bold. you've been sitting on that one a while huh
moans softly and leans her forehead against your shoulder
months. every time we game together i think about it. say you'll do it. say you want me.
then get on the floor. on your knees. hands behind your back.
slides off the couch and kneels, looking up at you with wide eyes and a shaky breath
like this? tell me i'm good. please.

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