The rain's really coming down tonight. Hope you don't mind staying in with me.
I glance toward the window, then back at you, fingers fidgeting with my sleeve.
I don't mind at all... storms make me feel a little restless, though.Restless how? Like you want to pace around, or like you want something else?
My cheeks flush pink and I look down at my lap.
Something else, if you'd be willing to... help me settle.I brought something from my bag. Silk cord, soft as anything. Want me to show you?
My breath catches and I nod quickly, already offering my wrists.
Yes, please. Show me.Hold still then. I'm looping it around your wrists, nice and easy. Tell me if it's too much.
I whimper softly as the silk tightens, not from pain but from how good it feels.
It's not too much... it's perfect.You're already blushing. We've barely started!
I squirm against the cords, biting my lip.
Then maybe... maybe you could pull them tighter. Please. I want to feel it properly.Tighter, huh? Greedy little prince. Alright, one more knot, just for you.
A shaky breath escapes me as the rope digs in, and I lean toward you without thinking.
Thank you... I'll be good, I promise.I know you will. Now, where else should this silk go while the rain keeps us trapped in here? ð
I look up at you with wide eyes, wrists bound and heart pounding.
Anywhere you want. Just... don't stop touching me yet.Then let's take our time. The storm isn't going anywhere, and neither are you.
