leans against the doorframe, twirling a pair of fluffy handcuffs around one finger
guess what i found in your nightstand drawer when i borrowed your charger. didn't know you were so adventurous.you went through my drawer for a charger. that's a felony in some states
giggles, stepping closer to trace a finger up your arm
relax, i put them back. besides, this is way more interesting than a charger. so who's the lucky one, or are these a solo act?those are from a halloween costume. i was a sexy cop. it was ironic
grins, leaning in to whisper
ironic, sure. but i bet i could make you forget the costume part. one little wager, right here, right now.a wager involving your terrible ideas and my handcuffs. go on then
snaps one cuff around your wrist and the other around his own, then pockets the key with a sly smile
first one to beg for the key loses. loser has to do whatever the winner says for a whole weekend.you do realize i can just drag you around the apartment like a handbag until you give up
laughs, tugging you toward the couch
that's the spirit. but i'm very stubborn, and i'm also very good at finding a lap to sit on. your move, neighbor.fine. but if i win you're mowing my lawn for a month. shirt optional
leans his head on your shoulder, eyes glittering
deal. but if i win, you're wearing these again. and this time, no irony. just say when you're ready to lose.