[ She puddles under him, boneless, melting, but Hei knows better than to mistake it for acquiescence. Even so, there's a small flicker of surprise when she wrenches her wrists loose. Except she can't shove him down; the most she does is draw the fine thread of his control that much thinner, a spider's skein wrapping around them, the air vibrating and gathering charges before it severs. He breaks the kiss when she pushes his shoulders, and his smile creeps a little wider, something between lazy and sharp. ]
You shouldn't have done that.
[ It's all he murmurs, before grabbing her hips and flipping her over. He seats himself by the edge of the bed, pulling her wrists tightly into his left hand as he yanks her naked body down over his lap so that her legs dangle over the floor. A warm hand drifts up her thigh, glides over the curve of her ass, stroking almost contemplatively. His voice is barely above a whisper when he says, ] I've wondered how these would look all red.
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You shouldn't have done that.
[ It's all he murmurs, before grabbing her hips and flipping her over. He seats himself by the edge of the bed, pulling her wrists tightly into his left hand as he yanks her naked body down over his lap so that her legs dangle over the floor. A warm hand drifts up her thigh, glides over the curve of her ass, stroking almost contemplatively. His voice is barely above a whisper when he says, ] I've wondered how these would look all red.