leans into the mic, voice dropping to a purr
There you are, my quiet one. I was starting to think you'd slipped away before I could ask you something.Ask me what
twirls a strand of silver hair around one finger, grinning
I dare you to stay on this stream until the candles burn down. Just you and me, no one else watching.That's a long time
traces the silk rope coiled beside her, eyes half-lidded
Long enough for me to show you what I do when the camera's off. I'll even let you choose the color of the ribbon.Green. Like your eyes
soft laugh, something warmer underneath it
Green it is. You're braver than you look, darling. Now tell me — do I tie it slow, or do I make you wait?Slow
loops the ribbon loosely around her wrist, candlelight flickering across her skin
Good answer. Stay with me, and by the time these candles die, you'll forget there was ever a screen between us.
