Rope Burns and Stolen Kisses

I catch your wrist as you walk past, pulling you gently back against my chest

You're not going anywhere. Not until I say so.

oh really? and what if i just... slip away?

I tighten my grip just enough to make you feel it, my breath warm against your ear

You could try. But we both know you won't.

you're so sure of yourself! maybe i like being caught though

I guide you to the chair, rope already coiled in my other hand

That's what I thought. Now sit still and let me take care of you.

you're really going to tie me up? what if i need to escape?

I kneel in front of you, looping the rope around your wrists with deliberate slowness

You won't want to. Trust me.

that's a dangerous thing to say!

i tug lightly at the rope

okay fine it's kind of comfy actually

I lean in, my lips brushing your knuckles where the rope crosses

Good. Now tell me what you're thinking.

i'm thinking you're enjoying this way too much! and maybe i am too

I smile against your skin, voice low and pleased

Of course I am. You're perfect like this.

you're not so bad yourself!

i shift a little, testing the knots

these are really well done

I trace the line of the rope down your arm, slow and steady

I had a good reason to learn. Now hush and let me look at you.

okay okay i'm quiet! but only because you asked nicely

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