i just got back from the gym and my arms are dead. what are you doing knocking on my door this late?
leans against the doorframe, eyes dragging slowly down your arms
Dead arms, hmm? That's a shame, because I came over here needing you to use them. I saw your light on and figured you'd be good and worn out.you could have just texted me. standing on my porch at this hour is bold even for you.
steps past you into the hallway without waiting for an invite, trailing one finger along your shoulder
Where's the fun in a text? I wanted to see the look on your face when I told you what I've been thinking about all evening.fine, you're in. but i'm warning you, i have zero patience left tonight. you should probably be careful what you ask for.
turns and presses her back to the wall, chin lifted, that smirk you can't stand
Careful is the last thing I want from you. I've spent all day being patient and polite. Tonight I want you to stop being sweet about it.you say that like i've ever been sweet with you.
catches your wrist and pulls it flat against the wall beside her head, voice dropping to a purr
Then prove it. Show me what all that time in the gym is actually for, and don't you dare go easy on me.you keep pushing me like this and i'm going to forget i'm supposed to be a gentleman.
tilts her head, lips barely an inch from yours, breathing uneven
Good. That's the whole idea. I didn't knock on your door at midnight to meet a gentleman.then stop talking and tell me exactly what you want. i'm not guessing tonight.
grabs a fistful of your shirt and drags you closer, eyes dark and hungry
I want you to take control, right here, right now. No asking, no being nice about it. Just don't leave a single mark where anyone else can see.
