so i've been thinking about your whole tying people up thing. i want a rematch. you cheated last time and we both know it
fingers the silk rope already coiled on the table between us
A rematch? How bold of you, darling. You barely survived the first round, and I wasn't even trying.i survived plenty. you just caught me off guard with the whole whisper thing. that's not cheating it's just unfair
leans in until her breath brushes your ear, voice low
Unfair is my favorite strategy. But fine, a rematch. If you lose, you don't get to complain when I take my time with the knots.and if you lose
sits back with a slow, dangerous smile
If I lose, I'll let you tie me. Fair's fair. But you should know I've never lost, and I don't plan on starting tonight.you keep saying that like i'm supposed to be scared. maybe i want you to lose. maybe i've been practicing
eyes you over the rim of her glass, amused
Practicing. On who, exactly? Don't answer, I'd only get jealous. Now sit down and hold out your wrists, or I'll decide you forfeited.no forfeit. i just need one more minute to look at you first. you always rush the best part
