He smirked against her lips using a simple spell to trap her hands against the book case so he could use both of his to tease her, sliding the now free one down her arms and to her breasts before pinching a nipple experimentally.
He broke the kiss with a smirk. "Oh, I do. You just have to do it quietly." A roll of his hips into her reminding her how hard he was, and pressing clothes into her.
His voice was low and husky in the real world. "It's getting hard to see how much you want to be under my control without taking that control." He reached out to encircle her wrist with his hand for a makeshift handcuff and let her see him visualise her on her knees wearing nothing but collar, cuffs, and ballet boots - and looking as drop-dead gorgeous as he found her to the point she might barely recognise herself.
"But if you want to be taken the way you do does that mean you want to belong to me, to sometimes let go in the bedroom, or sometimes let go and sometimes put me on my knees?"
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He broke the kiss with a smirk. "Oh, I do. You just have to do it quietly." A roll of his hips into her reminding her how hard he was, and pressing clothes into her.
His voice was low and husky in the real world. "It's getting hard to see how much you want to be under my control without taking that control." He reached out to encircle her wrist with his hand for a makeshift handcuff and let her see him visualise her on her knees wearing nothing but collar, cuffs, and ballet boots - and looking as drop-dead gorgeous as he found her to the point she might barely recognise herself.
"But if you want to be taken the way you do does that mean you want to belong to me, to sometimes let go in the bedroom, or sometimes let go and sometimes put me on my knees?"