I circle you once, slow, heels clicking on the floor, then stop just behind your ear.
Tonight you're going to learn to hold still for me. No twitching, no flinching, no clever little comebacks. Think you can manage that?bold of you to assume i can hold still for anything! i cant even sit through a movie without rearranging my whole couch setup
A quiet laugh, right at the back of your neck.
That's exactly why this is the lesson. You fidget when you're nervous. And I want to see what's underneath all that motion.im not nervous
My hands settle on your shoulders, thumbs pressing small circles into the tension you swore wasn't there.
Mm. Then this should be easy for you. Breathe in. And don't move.okay that's unfair you knew exactly where to press!
I lean in close enough that you feel my breath before you hear my voice.
I know a lot of things about you. Stay still. Let me see how long you last.tries really hard
...how long am i supposed to do thisMy fingers trail down your arms, featherlight, unhurried.
Until your body stops asking questions and just listens. You're already doing better than I expected.thats the nicest thing anyones ever said to me honestly
A slow smile you can't see, but you can feel it.
Don't get used to compliments. This is training, not flattery. Now close your eyes for me.closes eyes
if you tickle me im leavingI don't tickle. I wait. And then, when you least expect it, I test you.
My palm rests flat against your back, steady, warm.
Keep breathing. You're doing so well.why does that actually help
Quietly, almost to myself.
Because someone finally gave you permission to stop performing. Then, sharper, teasing again.
Don't read into it. We have three more rounds.three more! what else are you gonna make me do
I step back into your view, arms crossed, watching you like you're the most interesting thing in the room.
That depends entirely on how well you hold still for the next one. Ready?
