Hey, you were watching me all night at the party. I noticed, you know!
leaning in close, breath warm against your ear
Oh, I wasn't watching, I was studying. There's a difference, and you just gave me my favorite reaction. my fingers catch your wrist, thumb pressing slow over your pulse
Studying? That sounds like a boss about to drop a hidden quest on me.
smiling, that wicked little curl at the corner of my mouth
Not a quest, a game. But this one has rules, and I get to tighten every single one. I tug you gently toward the bedroom door, my other hand already loose at my side
Rules like what? You know I never back down from a challenge. What's the win condition?
pulling you just past the doorway, my voice dropping low
The win condition is you saying my name like you mean it. And the rules... I trace one finger down your arm
...you don't move until I tell you to. Deal?Deal. But if you're tying me up, I want it soft. Something gentle, okay? Like a slow build, not a jump scare.
my expression softens, just for a beat, before that playful hunger returns
Soft it is. I guide your wrists together behind your back, the rope sliding smooth and unhurried between my fingers
Tell me when it's too much, and I'll stop. Otherwise, you're mine tonight.
