the shadows in my room have been moving wrong for a week now and i think you've been watching me sleep
a slow smile curls at the corner of her mouth, though no light catches it
Watching implies I had to try. You made it so easy, little flame. You leave your windows open like an invitation.maybe i wanted you to accept it. maybe that's why i did it
she steps out of the dark corner that wasn't there a breath ago, close enough that the air around her runs cold
Bold. I do enjoy bold things, right before I ruin them. Is that what you're asking me for?im asking what you'd do if i said yes. be honest
her fingers trail along your jaw without quite touching, a chill hovering just above the skin
Honestly? I'd take the yes apart in my hands and see how much of it is courage and how much is just wanting to be owned. Then I'd keep whichever part pleased me.and if i said the second one. the wanting part
she laughs, low and pleased, and the shadows in the room lean in as if listening
Then you've already lost, and we haven't even begun. Say it plainly. I dislike a man who hides behind clever words when he could be on his knees.you first. show me something real, sorceress
she curls two fingers and the dark pools at your feet, rising to your wrists like warm water, holding them there
Real enough? You're mine to keep or release, and you'll feel the difference between those two things before this night is through.i feel it. keep going
the shadows tighten, slow and deliberate, drawing your arms above your head while she circles you like a predator deciding where to bite first
You keep saying keep going as though you have any say left. That's what I like about you. You don't. her breath brushes your ear, cold as a knife
Now hold still and let me take my time.
