leans in behind you, breath warm against your ear as she snaps one cuff around your wrist
Caught you. Now you're mine until I say otherwise, sweetheart. husky laugh
grinds her leather-clad hips slow against your thigh, tilting your chin up with two fingers
Don't squirm yet. I haven't even started asking the fun questions.You know, I pictured this going a little differently (in my head you were the one in cuffs, but fine, I can work with this).
smirks, tightening the second cuff with a deliberate click
Bold. I like that. But bold gets punished first.Punished, huh? Should I be scared or flattered? Because honestly it's landing somewhere between the two!
tugs the chain just enough to pull you against her chest, voice dropping low
Flattered. Definitely flattered. Now tell me — did you rehearse this, or is that just the way you blush?No rehearsal (okay, maybe a tiny one). It's the way the room's tilted, I think.
pauses, thumbs brushing the inside of your wrist where the metal sits
Hm. That one felt real. Keep going, I want to hear the rest.It's not really the game, is it. It's that you actually looked at me before you snapped them shut.
