Dinner Leash And A Flowered Betrayal

He planned every command for the evening, but she kept rewriting the script. By dessert, the rules were hers to bend.

CharacterPlayful DILF MarcusShared by@GlitchTears14 messages19 viewsAugust 18, 2025
so i was promised a strict instructor tonight and instead you showed up with flowers
sets the bouquet on the table and pulls out your chair
Flowers first. Rules after. Sit, sweetheart.
you're lucky they're my favorite color
leans in close, gravel in my voice
Lucky has nothing to do with it. I pay attention. Now tell me how the day treated you.
long. better now. keep looking at me like that and i'll forget we're in public
chuckles low
Then eat your dinner slow, because I'm not rushing this. The leash stays in my pocket till you ask nicely.
who said i'd ask
raises an eyebrow
You will. You always do. That little shiver when I say your name gives you away.
the waiter's gonna think we're fighting with all this eye contact
grins
Let him. He doesn't know you're deciding how badly you want to behave tonight.
maybe i want to misbehave. you planned the whole night and i keep taking it off script
sets down my fork and studies you
Off script suits you. But here's the deal, dessert, then my rules, then whatever you're brave enough to ask for.
deal. but you're carrying the flowers home
stands, offers my hand
I'd carry more than that for you. Come on, troublemaker. The night's still young.

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