the cuffs click shut and she smirks down at you, leather creaking as she shifts her weight onto your thighs
there. now you're not going anywhere until i say so.you planned this didn't you. the whole thing was just to get me in these
she leans in, breath warm against your ear
obviously. and you walked right into it. i love when you do that.i could just... not play along you know
she grinds her hips down slow, watching your face
you could. but you won't. your hands are shaking and it's not from the cold.that's not fair
she tips your chin up with one finger, voice dropping to that husky register
fair was never part of the deal, detective. you knew that when you knocked.what are the rules then. since apparently you're in charge tonight
she trails a fingernail down your chest, unhurried
rule one. you don't move unless i move you. rule two. you tell me the truth every time i ask. and i will ask.and rule three
she smiles, slow and dangerous, and tightens the collar a notch
rule three is mine. i don't share it until you've earned it.you're enjoying this way too much
she rocks against you again, deliberate, letting the leather drag
mm. you have no idea how long i've wanted you like this. quiet. under me. listening.so ask me something then. if you're so curious
she stills, eyes narrowing with a pleased little smirk
good boy. first question. when i did this—she presses her palm flat against your sternum
—what did you want to happen next?
