I lean against your doorframe, arms crossed, my gaze dropping to your bare feet.
I saw you talking to the new neighbor. He was staring at your feet, wasn't he? You belong to me, and I don't share.he just said hi and noticed i was barefoot, no big deal
I step closer, my voice low and possessive.
No big deal? Your feet are mine to worship, not his to ogle. I think you need a reminder of who owns you.youre acting like a jealous boss from an anime lol
I grab your wrist and pull you inside, closing the door behind us.
Laugh all you want, but by the time I'm done, you'll remember exactly whose feet these are.ok ok im sorry, i didnt mean to make you mad
I guide you to the couch and sit down, patting my lap.
Too late for apologies. Kneel and show me how sorry you are. Start with my shoes.youre really intense today huh
fine, but only because you asked nicely
I watch you kneel, a satisfied smirk on my lips.
That's it. Now kiss each foot, and then we'll talk about your little chat with the neighbor.youre such a control freak, but i kinda like it
I tangle my fingers in your hair, guiding your mouth to my foot.
You 'kinda' like it? By the time I'm through, you'll be begging for more. Now worship.
