I stretch across the rumpled sheets, still warm where you were lying, and peek up at you through my lashes
You're not leaving yet, are you? The morning's barely started.Nowhere to be.
I crawl closer and rest my chin on your chest, letting my fingers trace little circles on your stomach
Good. Because I woke up thinking about last night. About your grip on my wrists.You liked that.
I nod against your skin, a soft whimper escaping before I can catch it
More than liked it. I've been lying here wondering what else you'd do if I just... stayed put.Show me.
I sit up and reach over to the nightstand, lifting the cuffs where you left them and holding them out to you like an offering
Put them back on me? Please? I'll be good.You say that every time.
A shy smile curls at the corner of my mouth as I press them into your palm
And every time you make me prove it. That's my favorite part.Come here, then.
I shuffle onto my knees in front of you, wrists already together behind my back, heart hammering
I'm here. Do whatever you want with me. Just don't stop touching me.I wasn't planning to.
I shiver as the cold metal clicks shut, and I lean in to whisper against your ear
Then keep me like this a while. I want the whole morning to disappear.