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[thinkoutsidethebox]

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[thinkoutsidethebox]

Good.

[She does in fact sound deeply pleased with that.

And she pulls the final knot tight and comes around to stand at the side of the bed, leaning down close to him as she considers his face]

Would you like to be blindfolded as well?

[heirbrained]

[testing the bonds, trying to do something to distract himself from the bigger picture here, not making eye contact]

—Yes...

[thinkoutsidethebox]

[giggles]

Very well then.

[returns to her chest to get a silk blindfold]

Tilt your head forward a bit for me.

[heirbrained]

[he does so, closing his eyes with a sigh]

[thinkoutsidethebox]

[ties the blindfold over his eyes firmly, then runs her lips over it lightly before pulling away]

Good.

[heirbrained]

...What do you mean, "good"?

[his tone is more curious than defensive. he keeps facing the ceiling, not really being able to look anywhere anymore, obviously]

[thinkoutsidethebox]

...I like it when you do things willingly, because you want to.

[her voice sounds a tiny bit strange at that, but fortunately he can't see her expression. and the bed dips a bit as she climbs back up onto it beside him]

[heirbrained]

I didn't think you wanted someone who bowed to your will easily.

[turning his head towards the side where the bed dipped, then]

[thinkoutsidethebox]

I don't. But, do you bow down easily...?

[she touches his forehead lightly]

No, this is the culmination of a lot of things, isn't it...?

[heirbrained]

So is that sufficient forever now? ...Whatever. It's fine if you're at least enjoying yourself right now.

[thinkoutsidethebox]

[she traces her fingers down over his face to his lips]

Of course I don't want you to be pliant and complacent all the time, forever.

[and then drops them lower to hook in his collar again]

But you're mine. You've given yourself to me willingly. I can enjoy that reminder...

[heirbrained]

[ah. he makes a short noise as the collar is tugged]

Well, that sounds more feasible anyway...

[thinkoutsidethebox]

So, feel free to keep telling me what you want.

[without releasing the collar, she moves to straddle his chest again]

[heirbrained]

—Right. Of course.

[he tilts his head like he might look up at her, but obviously that's not gonna work out]

[thinkoutsidethebox]

Hm. For my part, I also like how you look with my writing on you...

[she grinds down on him a little, making a little breathy noise for his benefit]

[heirbrained]

Ah—

[he tugs at his wrists automatically, shuddering when they're stopped before they get anywhere. talking is all I can really do...]

It's not as if I didn't enjoy doing the same. What are you doing there...?

[thinkoutsidethebox]

Warming up a bit.

[giggles, breathlessly, but doesn't otherwise shift]

You like the idea, too...? Of having your marks on me.

[heirbrained]

Yes, I suppose. This doesn't just go one way...

[thinkoutsidethebox]

You suppose...?

[she trails a hand down the words on her skin, though obviously he can't see that, just feel her shift slightly]

If I took off my clothes in front of anyone else, they'd see your name on my skin.

[heirbrained]

[pausing, taking a breath]

Hmm. Yes. That's ideal.

[thinkoutsidethebox]

Do you want everyone I spend time with to know I'm interested in you above all?

[her hands slide down to his chest and her nails dig in lightly]

[heirbrained]

Ha—hah...

[hissing a bit, but he's still smiling]

Is there a problem with that?—Yes.

[he tacks on, after remembering that the point of all of this is not leaving things up to implication.]

[thinkoutsidethebox]

[she shifts forward slightly, higher up on his chest]

Then, you'd better continue being the person of most interest... Do you think you can satisfy me properly, like this...? Without being able to see or use your hands?

[heirbrained]

[shivers]

It shouldn't pose a problem. Please—go ahead...

[thinkoutsidethebox]

Very well then. Let's see what you can do.

[she braces herself and moves the rest of the way forward, carefully settling herself down over his face]