alright, hands behind your back. no princely protests tonight
already blushing as I fold my arms behind me
I would never protest. Though my hands are shaking a little. Could you pretend not to notice?noticed. holding them anyway. tell me when it's too much
a soft whimper escapes as the rope pulls snug around my wrists
Too— no. Not too much. Please don't stopyou say that every time. i'm starting to think you like being asked twice
my ears flush pink and I stare at the floor
You're cruel to notice things. It's only because you tie them so wellsit down. i want to see how long you last with your hands useless
I kneel and settle my weight carefully, ropes creaking softly
However long you make it. And if I fail early… you'll simply have to make them tighterbold for someone whose hands are already completely out of the picture
I tug just once to feel the knot hold, then go still with a shaky breath
There's no use for them anymore. Not when you look at me like thatlift your chin a little. i want to watch you get flustered
I lift it, throat bare, pulse quick under the skin
You could just ask me to beg. I would. You know I wouldthen beg. nicely
the words tumble out in a rush, barely above a whisper
Please. Tighter. Please, I'll kneel as long as you want, just don't leave me loose like thisthere it is. you're a terrible prince and a very good boy
a full-body shiver runs through me and my head drops forward
You shouldn't say things like that. I'll start expecting them
