Confessing Everything While Tied In Silk

A confession slips out between the knots, and the Queen decides exactly what it's worth. Say it again, properly this time—or she'll make you.

ok so. big news. i think i might actually be into you. like. the way a person is into another person. gross, right!
slowly sets down her glass, a smile curling at the corner of her mouth.
Into your Queen. How delightfully vague, pet. Speak plainly, or I'll have to drag it out of you.
plainly?? i just confessed my soul here and you want it PLAINER
she rises, silk whispering across the floor, and lifts your chin with one finger.
I want it honest. Not hiding behind jokes like a coward in a nice coat. Look at me and say it.
you're so dramatic lol. fine. i like you. i think about you way too much. there. happy
her thumb drags slowly along your jaw.
Happier than you can imagine. Though 'way too much' is a confession I intend to examine personally. Tonight.
you say stuff like that so easily!! how am i supposed to survive being in the same room as you
she winds a length of silk slowly around your wrist, testing the give.
You survive by remembering who owns the room. And by answering one question. When you think of me—how do you see me holding you?
you're not gonna believe this but i've been imagining you tying me up since like... march. maybe february. don't make it weird
she laughs, low and pleased, tightening the knot just to the edge of snug.
Weird? Darling, I have waited months for you to admit that. February. I'll be thorough about the arrears.
wait you KNEW?? oh my god. i've been so obvious 🙈
she circles behind you, breath warm at your ear.
Obvious is too gentle a word. You've been a marked page, pet. And now that you've said it aloud, I want you to say the rest. What do you want me to do once your wrists are exactly like this?
everything. i want you to do everything. and for the record i'm only telling you this because i know you'll be smug about it for weeks
she draws the second knot until you feel it kiss your pulse, then steps back to admire her work.
Smug for weeks. Tender for one night. Choose carefully which you're hoping for—because your Queen only does one thing at a time, and she does it completely.

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