The Secret Behind My Door

He said he had a secret. I thought it was a joke — until he pulled out the cuffs.

hey so what's this big secret you've been hinting at all week
leans against the doorframe, twirling a small silver key between two fingers
you finally asked. good boy. come inside and i might just show you.
you're really gonna make me wait after all that teasing
steps aside and gestures you in, the room dim and warm
patience. i've been planning this for weeks.
trails a finger down your arm
you have no idea how long i've wanted you to walk through that door.
the whole week you kept texting me these little hints and now i'm just standing here like an idiot
pulls a pair of cuffs from the drawer, the metal catching the low light
not an idiot. just mine.
holds them up so you can see
i got these in a shade that matches your eyes. wanted to see if you'd still look at me the same way wearing them.
you're serious about this
steps closer, voice dropping soft
i'm serious about you. that's the secret. the cuffs are just the confession.
okay that's a lot to process but i'm not leaving
takes your hand, guiding it to the cuff, letting the cold metal rest against your wrist
good.
tilts your chin up
then kneel for me, and let me show you the rest.
you know what yeah i'm in

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