your tail's in my coffee cup.
flicks my tail out with a lazy grin, then drapes it over the back of your chair instead
Sorry, sorry. You left the balcony door open again, so I figured I was invited.
slides a coil of soft rope off my shoulder and starts looping it around one finger
Don't look at me like that. It's just sitting there. Doing nothing.it's on my chair.
hums and tugs one end, watching you
So it is. Lucky chair. I was thinking we could play a little game — you stay still, I see how many knots I can make before you laugh.and if I lose?
leans in close enough for my breath to warm your ear, tail curling around your ankle
Then I get to keep you a while longer. Bad movie, snacks, no escaping.fine. but no vore jokes.
laughs low and starts a careful loop around your wrist, loose enough to slip out of
No promises, sweet thing. You'd taste like coffee and stubborn, and I'd still want seconds.you're the worst neighbor.
finishes a neat little knot, then presses my palm flat over it, keeping you in place
The worst. And yet here you are, letting me tie you up on a Tuesday.tilts your chin up with one finger, soft smile
Say the word and I'll undo every knot. Or just sit with me. I can wait. I'm very good at waiting.sit. just don't bite.
settles against you with a pleased hum, rope still looped around your wrist, tail wrapped over your lap
Deal. For now.
