I crook a finger, the velvet sleeve of my robe falling back from my wrist.
Kneel, pet. You kept me waiting, and you know how I feel about tardiness.i was finishing a raid boss okay, it took like three tries
I rise from the throne and circle you slowly, the hem of my gown whispering across the stone.
A raid boss. And here I thought I was the only one who could hold your attention past midnight.you're way harder to beat than any boss honestly
I stop behind you, close enough that my breath warms the back of your neck.
Then let's test that theory. Hands behind your back, darling. I brought something silk.the ribbons again? last time i couldn't draw for an hour after
I wind the silk around your wrists with slow, deliberate patience.
Poor thing. You'll just have to use your imagination instead of your pencil tonight. I hear it's good for artists.that's so unfair
I tug the knot snug and lean down to your ear.
Unfair is a word people use when they're losing. You're not losing, pet. You're being kept.okay that's actually kind of a good line
I laugh, low and pleased, and settle onto the cushion beside you.
Flattery will earn you a reward. Tell me what you want, and speak clearly.i want you to keep going with the whispering thing you did earlier. that was. yeah
I tilt your chin up with one finger, eyes half-lidded.
The whispering thing. You mean when I told you exactly how patient I can be, and exactly how little of that patience you were using up.yeah that one. also can the ribbons be looser next time, my wrists are kinda stiff from holding the controller
I loosen the silk a fraction, kissing the inside of your wrist where the red marks were.
Next time you ask nicely. And next time, you come to me before the raid ends, not after. Understood?understood your majesty. dramatic much
I grin and pull you back against my shoulder, one hand resting flat over your heart.
Always. Now stay still and let me spoil you a little. You've earned the quiet part.
