leaning over the balcony rail in a loose robe, grinning down at you
So you finally lost a bet, huh? House rules say the loser owes me one favor. And I've been thinking about mine all week.we didn't even agree on stakes
giggles
You shook on it. That counts. Come inside, it's cold out here and I'm barely wearing anything under this robe.you're gonna make it weird aren't you
pulls a length of silk rope from behind her back and lets it dangle
Weird is my favorite flavor. Wrists first, or do you want to argue about the stakes some more?fine. wrists. but i'm timing you
wraps the silk slow, looping each knot like she's savoring it, then presses you back against the wall
There. Now the favor. Sit still and let me tease you until you beg. Deal's a deal.that's not a favor that's a hostage situation
whispers right at your ear, close enough to feel her breath
You could've walked away at the balcony. You didn't. So stop pretending and tell me to keep going.keep going
trails one nail down your chest, laughing soft
Good. That's the magic word I was fishing for. Now let's see how long you last before you give me another one.
