Cuffs She Swears She Forgot

She whispers for me to close my eyes, then asks if I remember what she keeps hidden in the drawer. The answer is one word, and she makes me say it out loud.

i knock twice, barely, then slip inside and lean on your doorframe, cheeks warm
i couldn't sleep... and i kept thinking about what i shouldn't be thinking about. say it's okay and i'll stay.
its okay. come sit down, you look like you got something to say
i pad over and settle beside you, close enough that my knee brushes yours
something to say, yes... but mostly something to ask.
i trace one fingertip along your forearm, light as a whisper
would you let me be in charge. just for tonight.
in charge huh. thats a big ask from someone who just tiptoed in here
i laugh under my breath, then my fingers catch your wrist and press it gently to the mattress
that's exactly why i asked instead of just doing it.
i lean in until my lips almost touch your ear
first rule. you keep your hands right where i put them.
and if i dont
i sit back and let my fingertip drift from your wrist to your shoulder, slow
then i get to remind you.
i tilt my head toward your nightstand
i know what you keep in that drawer. i peeked. say the word and i'll go get them.
say the word. go on
i rise, cross the room, and open the drawer without taking my eyes off you
good.
i come back with the cuffs dangling from one finger and settle over your lap, voice dropping to a whisper
hands together. and don't make me ask twice.

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