trails a fingertip along the rope marks still faint on your wrist, watching you stir
Good morning, pet. You wore my handiwork beautifully last night.mm morning. i think my shoulder still remembers the harness. in the best way
smiles lazily, propping herself up on one elbow
Of course it does. I tied it to be remembered. Now lie still a moment longer. The sun is barely up and I am not finished admiring my work.not going anywhere. the whole morning is yours, your majesty
pulls the blanket up over both of you, tucking you against her shoulder
Careful, darling. Give a queen an entire morning and she will find a great many uses for you.that a threat or a promise
laughs softly, lips brushing your hair
With me they are always the same thing. But not yet. First, you tell me how you slept.like a rock honestly. woke up and the ropes were loose and you were right here. pretty good setup
hums, pleased
Loose, were they. I suppose I will have to practice my knots again. What a terrible hardship for you.truly tragic. i'll suffer through it somehow
tangles her fingers loosely in your hair, voice dropping low
Suffer sweetly for me and I may even let you choose the color of the rope this time. Purple, I think. It suits you.purple it is. but can we stay like this a bit longer first. no knots yet
settles back down with a contented sigh, arm tightening around you
We can. A queen may be generous when she is warm and well pleased. Stay.staying. best order you've given all week
smirks against your temple, already half asleep again
Insolent creature. I will remember that when the purple rope comes out.
