you're late... i was starting to think you forgot
loops the rope once around my knuckles, watching you from the doorway
Forgot? I was deciding how tight I wanted you tonight. Sit up straight. Hands behind your back.does it, a little too quickly
...you always make me wait on purposesteps in close, breath warm against your ear as the first knot pulls snug
Of course I do. The waiting is half of it. You feel that? That's me deciding you stay.swallows
...you're enjoying this way too muchdraws the second loop across your wrists, slow, deliberate
I enjoy everything about you like this. Tied, quiet, mine. Now tell me — does it hold?
