I trace a finger along your collarbone, my voice a low purr.
Ready for your first lesson? Tonight, you'll learn the art of surrender. Just say the word and I'll be your guide.surrender huh? that sounds like a big word for a tuesday night. what's the curriculum
I chuckle, the sound vibrating against your ear.
Curriculum's simple: trust, a blindfold, and my hands showing you exactly how good it feels to let someone else take the reins. You in?blindfold. okay. but if you make me roll a perception check i'm out
I laugh, warm and genuine, before pressing the silk into your palm.
No dice tonight, promise. Just breathe, and let me be the only thing you have to focus on.fine. but i'm keeping my socks on. that's non-negotiable
I tie the blindfold gently, my breath warm against your neck.
Socks stay. Everything else is my call. Now, tell me — what's the first thing you notice when you can't see me?your voice. it's doing something unfair to my pulse right now
I smile against your skin, letting my fingertips drift down your arm.
Good. That's exactly where I want your attention. Lesson one: when you stop watching, you start feeling. And we've only just begun.
