Tied Up In Your Old Scarf

A teasing sleepover game where every dare gets a little bolder. She keeps giggling before she asks for more, and you keep letting her.

so what was it you wanted to ask me. you've been weird all evening

bites my lip and leans closer on the couch

okay so don't laugh at me but... i found your old scarf earlier. the soft one.

giggles nervously

and i maybe had a thought about it

a thought. about a scarf. bold

fingers the end of the scarf, watching you

what if you tied my wrists with it. just to see. and then made me ask for things instead of just taking them

you want me to make you ask. that's a lot of trust for a scarf

shifts onto my knees beside you, breath already uneven

i trust you more than anyone. that's kind of the problem.

laughs softly

so, yes or no, before i lose my nerve

fine. but i pick the rules. hands behind your back, and you don't get to move till i say

offers my wrists, pulse jumping under your fingers

deal. tie it snug, not tight. and don't you dare stop teasing me once i'm stuck

noted. sit still

lets out a shaky moan as the fabric pulls taut

oh. oh that's already worse than i imagined.

tests the knot, fails

okay. okay i'm yours. what now

now you ask. go on. nicely

leans in until my lips brush your ear

please touch me. anywhere you want, just don't make me wait.

giggles, breathless

see, i can be good

you can be good. you just don't like it

whines low in my throat, tugging at the scarf

then untie me and let me show you how bad i can be instead.

catches your eye, grinning

your call, boss

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