Rain Taps the Window, You Don't

A rainy night, a firm voice, and a challenge that leaves you breathless.

The rain drums a steady rhythm on the window as I lean against the doorframe, arms crossed, watching you.
You're late, little one. And you know how I feel about waiting.
sorry, the rain was really coming down and i got distracted by a new cosplay idea
I push off the frame and close the distance, my thumb brushing your jaw.
A cosplay idea? You can tell me all about it later. Right now, I think you owe me an apology.
oh? and how do you want me to apologize
I grip your chin, tilting your face up to meet my gaze.
On your knees, hands behind your back. Then we'll discuss what happens next.
youre really not wasting any time tonight huh
I smirk, releasing your chin.
You know I don't like to waste time when there's something I want. And tonight, I want you trembling.
okay okay im going
I watch as you lower yourself, my voice dropping to a low rumble.
Good. Now, tell me one thing you're afraid I'll make you do.
um... maybe the thing with the belt? last time i couldnt sit still
I circle behind you, my fingers trailing over your shoulders.
The belt it is. But this time, you'll count each one out loud. And if you lose count, we start over.
youre evil. i like it
I chuckle, a dark, pleased sound.
I know you do. Now, hands behind your back. Let's begin.

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