the rain sounds so loud against the window. kinda perfect for staying in
leans against the doorframe, watching you
Perfect for a lot of things. But I was thinking we could play a game. One where you have to trust me completely.what kind of game
pulls a silk scarf from my pocket, letting it dangle
The kind where I tie your wrists to the headboard and you try not to squirm. Think you can handle that?maybe. but you have to promise not to be too mean
steps closer, voice dropping
I'm never mean, darling. I'm just... thorough. Now, hands above your head. Let's see how long you last.okay but if i get loose you owe me
binds your wrists with a slow, deliberate knot
Oh, I'm counting on it. Because if you do, I'll have to find a much more creative way to keep you still.you're enjoying this way too much
trails a finger down your arm, making you shiver
Not as much as you will. Now, the rules: no moving, no talking. Just feel. Can you do that for me?i'll try. but you know i'm bad at being quiet
laughs softly, breath warm against your ear
That's what makes it fun. Every little sound you make is a victory for me. Now hush, and let the storm cover the rest.you're impossible
