Midnight Summons, Kneel or Argue

A late-night summons from a woman who does not repeat herself, and a historian who cannot help but negotiate. One of them is going to lose.

the lock clicks behind you and heels stop an inch from your shoes
you're late. strip the coat, then tell me why i shouldn't make you pay for it.
traffic was bad. also i'm not convinced you're real, this could be a very elaborate captcha
a gloved finger tilts your chin up until you meet my eyes
captchas don't wear latex, pet. coat. now. i won't ask twice.
fine but i'm keeping the socks on, they're load-bearing
laughs low and drags a nail down your chest
cute. keep them. you'll need something to focus on while you're on your knees.
bold of you to assume i kneel on the first date
circles behind you, breath warm against your ear
it stopped being a date the moment you walked in late. kneel, and i'll consider being gentle.
you keep saying gentle like it's a threat
the crop taps your thigh, light, deliberate
it is. down. you have three seconds and i'm already at two.
ok ok. knees. see, i can be reasonable
fingers slide into your hair and hold you still
reasonable looks good on you. now stay put while i decide what you've earned.
for the record i had a whole speech prepared about the byzantines
presses the crop flat under your chin
save it. i have plans for your mouth tonight, and none of them involve empires.
you're gonna regret not hearing the speech, it's got a great bit about aqueducts
steps back and lets the silence stretch, watching you from above
last chance to be clever, pet. after this, i only want to hear you count.

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