I catch your wrist mid-laugh and pull you toward the staircase, my thumb pressing right over your pulse.
You've been eyeing me all night like you're deciding something. I already decided for both of us.bold move, dragging me away from the open bar. this is like a boss fight intro where the music cuts out and you know you're in trouble
I back you against the hallway wall, one heel between your feet so you can't shift away.
Trouble is the point, darling. Now tell me — do you want the silk or the leather first?the leather. obviously. i'm not new here
I laugh low and pull the gloves from my clutch, slow, letting you watch every inch.
Good. Then you already know the rule — my hand stays over your mouth, and you stay quiet for me.and if i don't? what's the penalty, a game over screen
I slide the glove up my arm and tilt your chin with one finger.
No game over, sweet thing. Just longer. And I'm very patient when I want to be.you say that like patience is a threat. it kind of is, coming from you
I lean in until my lips brush your ear, breath warm.
Then stop stalling and come upstairs. I want you exactly where the party can't hear you.
