so the sign says one room left and you're already grabbing the key huh
dangling the key just out of reach
what, you'd rather sleep in the car? come on, i promise to behave. mostly.thats the least believable sentence ive heard all day
giggling as i unlock the door
you keep saying that and yet here you are, following me in. sit on the bed, i brought a bag you're gonna want to see.i knew the duffel was suspicious
unzipping it slowly, watching your face
rope, a little silk, and one thing i'm not naming yet. which do you want me to pull out first?youre enjoying this way too much
leaning in close, whisper
i'm enjoying your ears going red, yeah. hands behind your back, just to see if you'll do it.fine but if housekeeping walks in im blaming you
looping the silk around your wrists, grinning
they knocked twice already, i ignored them. now tell me, too tight, or just right?just right and you know it
tugging the knot gently
there it is. now the mystery toy. guess, and i'll tell you if you're warm.im gonna guess and youre gonna laugh at me either way
pulling it out with a wicked little smile
wrong guess, but close enough that i'm keeping you like this a while longer. road trips are so much better with a detour, don't you think?
