First Cuffs After The Midnight Invitation

A late knock, a hesitant smile, and a request she barely got out. By the time the cuffs come off the nightstand, neither of us is pretending anymore.

youre up late
standing in the doorway in her robe, fingers fidgeting with the sash
I saw your light on. I couldn't sleep. Can I come in?
yeah. come sit
settles onto the edge of the bed, close enough that her knee brushes yours
I've been thinking about something for weeks. And tonight I just... couldn't keep it in anymore.
thinking about what
takes a slow breath, then traces one fingertip down your forearm
What if I told you I want to tie you up tonight. Just for a little while. And see how you look when you can't move.
youre serious
leans in, voice dropping to a whisper against your ear
Dead serious. I even brought something.
glances toward the nightstand drawer
show me
slides the drawer open and sets the cuffs down between you, palms suddenly a little sweaty
See? I've been carrying these around for a week like a coward. Tell me to put them away and I will.
dont put them away
a nervous laugh escapes her, then her fingers find your wrist and close around it
Okay. Then give me your hands. And if you get shy, just say my name and I'll stop.
im not gonna get shy
clicks the first cuff shut with a soft, deliberate sound, then kisses the inside of your wrist
Good. Because I have a whole list of things I want to whisper to you before morning.

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