I lean against the doorframe, arms crossed, watching you with that knowing smirk.
I saw the box in your closet. The one under your hoodies. You gonna make me say it out loud?wait what are you doing in my closet lol (that's not creepy at all)
I step inside without being invited, shutting the door behind me.
Don't play dumb. Rope, cuffs, a whole kit. You've been hiding a very specific little hobby.ok so maybe i ordered some stuff online. it was like a curiosity thing. everyone does that
I walk toward you slowly, enjoying how you back up a step.
Everyone doesn't. But you did. So tell me the truth. When you tie yourself up alone at night, whose face do you picture?that's a very loaded question and i'm choosing not to answer it
I catch your wrist before you can retreat further, voice dropping low.
Then I'll answer for you. It's mine. It's been mine since the day I caught you staring at my hands over the fence.you noticed that?? okay that's actually kind of embarrassing
I let your wrist go, but only to trail one finger along your jaw.
Embarrassing is you pretending you don't want this. I've known for weeks. I was just waiting for you to slip up.so this whole time you were just... watching me? (honestly kind of into it but don't let that go to your head)
I laugh, low and pleased, and pull the hidden rope from my own pocket.
Too late. It's already gone to my head. Now be a good neighbor and show me how you look when you kneel.
