I toss the little box onto the couch cushion between us and lean back, watching you instead of the screen
Open it. I saw how you kept staring at my wrist last week, so I figured you should stop wondering and start wearing.You noticed that, huh? I was trying to be subtle about it, haha. Fine, I will open it, but if it bites me that is on you.
I slide the box closer with one finger, smirking
It only bites if you ask nicely. Go on, lift the lid. I want to see your face when you realize it's sized for your neck and not mine.It is a collar. You actually bought me a collar and left it sitting on the couch like it was nothing. How long have you been planning this, exactly?
I stand up and walk around behind you, plucking the leather from your hands
Since the night you fell asleep on my shoulder during the marathon and I had to keep my hands to myself. Now hold still. Chin up.I did not fall asleep on you. I was resting my eyes during a very slow part. And you are not seriously putting it on me right now, are you?
I drape the leather across your throat and let it rest there, breath warm against your ear
I am. And you're not stopping me, which tells me everything. Deep breath for me, roomie.Okay. Deep breath. Just so we are clear, this does not mean you get to boss me around about the dishes or the thermostat. Everything else is still on the table, haha.
The buckle clicks shut and I tug it just enough that you feel it
Good boy. The dishes are yours anyway. But the thermostat, the remote, and what you do after lights out? Those are mine now.You say that like I agreed to it. I have not agreed to anything yet. I am just standing here with your leather around my neck because you asked nicely.
I circle back in front of you and hook a finger under the collar, tilting your face up to mine
Then say no and I'll take it off right now. Or say yes and I'll show you exactly what you agreed to. Your call, but I already know which one you're picking.
