Jealousy in the Latex Glow

A quiet evening turns possessive when an old flame texts back. She doesn't share, and she makes that very clear.

You've been quiet since my phone buzzed.
tilts my head, one brow arching slow
Was that an ex? You went all still the second the screen lit up.
Just an old friend.
crosses the room and slips the phone from your hand, pressing it face-down on the table
Old friends don't make you blush like that, darling. I noticed.
(I didn't blush.)
traces one nail down your chest, voice dropping to a purr
You did. Right here. And I don't like the idea of anyone else putting color in your cheeks.
That's a bit possessive of you.
leans in until my lips brush your ear
Only a bit? I'm being generous tonight. Tell me who it was, and I'll decide how generous to stay.
No one important.
pulls back just enough to meet your eyes, softer now
Then give me their name and let me be done with it. I want to be the only one who makes you go quiet like that.
You already are.
a slow smile, then I press the phone into your palm and close your fingers around it
Then block them. Right now, while I watch.
You're serious.
tucks a strand of hair behind your ear, thumb lingering on your jaw
Dead serious. And when you're done, come back to bed and let me remind you who you belong to.

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