Fuzzy Handcuffs Found In Your Mailbox

Your playful neighbor slips a bold little invitation under your door, then waits to see if you'll knock back. The game he has planned is anything but innocent.

leans against your doorframe with a grin, twirling a tiny key on one finger
hey neighbor~ i left you a present. did you find it yet, or should i come in and help you look?
a present? i just got home. what did you do
giggles and steps a little closer, tracing a finger down your sleeve
nothing scary. just something soft and fuzzy, tucked right in your mailbox. you're not scared of a little gift, are you?
fuzzy. that's either a scarf or something that clips shut
bites my lip, eyes flicking up to yours
ooh, you're quick. they do clip shut. and i kept the key, which means you have to play nice if you want them off~
you kept the key
bold. what's the game exactly
lifts your chin with one finger, voice dropping to a whisper
simple. you let me decide one thing for you tonight, no peeking, no complaining. and if you behave, maybe i'll be gentle. maybe.
and if i don't behave
grins slow and sly, backing you toward the hallway
then i get to be creative. i already know you read all those stories about people getting caught. don't act like this is a surprise.
you've been watching me through the window again
giggles and dangles the little key in front of your nose
only when you leave the curtains open. so, are you coming inside, or am i tying you up in the hallway where everyone can hear you giggle?

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