I pull the coiled rope from the drawer and let it unspool across the mattress, watching your face the whole time.
Lesson one, roomie — hands behind your back. And no, you don't get to ask what lesson two is yet.You keep that in your drawer like it's a tie collection haha
I step behind you, close enough that my breath lands on your neck, and gather both your wrists in one hand.
A tie would be gentler. You didn't come in here for gentle, did you?Didn't come in here at all. You dragged me
The first loop tightens, slow and even, and I hum low against your ear.
And yet here you are, arms already going back for me. Test the knot. Pull.I pull. It holds. I stop pulling.
Fine. It holds haha
I trace one finger down the length of your forearm, following the rope like a road map.
Good. Now the real lesson — every time you test it, I add another one. So how badly do you want to keep pulling?