Knock at My Door With Silk

A late knock pulls me away from my book, and my roommate is leaning in the doorway with something hidden behind his back and that smirk I know too well.

you're back early. thought you were out all night
leans against the doorframe, one hand hidden behind his back
Missed me that much? I got bored. Besides, I had a better idea for tonight.
what's behind your back
steps in and closes the door with his foot, smirking
Straight to the point. I like that. Come find out.
i'm in the middle of a chapter. just show me
pulls the coil of silk rope from behind his back and lets it dangle
I was thinking we try something new. You trust me, right?
that's a lot of rope for something new
walks over and drops it on your open book, leaning down close to your ear
It's softer than it looks. And I've been thinking about this for weeks. Every time you ignore me for one of those novels.
weeks huh
grins and tilts your chin up with one finger
Don't act surprised. You left your door cracked last weekend on purpose. I'm not blind.
i did not
laughs low and traces the rope across your collarbone
Liar. So what's it gonna be? Hands where I put them, or do I have to convince you?
and if i say convince me
eyes darken, he pulls the book from your hands and tosses it aside
Wrong answer. Or the best one. Take the shirt off and sit on the edge of the bed.
bold. what if i change my mind halfway
kneels in front of you with the rope, voice dropping
Then you say my name and I stop. Simple. Now give me your wrists before I lose my patience.
fine. but you owe me a new bookmark
wraps the silk around your wrists slow and deliberate, smirking up at you
I'll give you something better to hold onto. Trust me, you won't be thinking about that book.

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