Your Secret is safe with Me [On Hold]

Part 9

Oh hell no. He did not just say that, did he?

Did he just ask if he could tie me?

I know how to use it.

I'm into this kind of thing anyway. But I never thought of actually using it. I never thought I'll be tied up by the same rope.

Why do I... feel nervous and excited at the same time? He's not doing anything and just staring at me but I already feel my body getting pumped up.

He sat beside me. Not too close for me to feel suffocated.

"You... could tell me how to do it." He said in his low voice and slowly get the rope from his pocket.

My lips were pursed. I can't think of anything. I don't know what to feel.

Should I say no? Should I say yes? Should I stop him?

A part of me says no but a part of me wants to know how it feels. It's not like we're doing anything nasty.

Is getting tied not nasty? A voice inside my head says.

He can tie me loosely anyway so I can still take it off. I reasoned out to myself.

But this is still considered foreplay! I think it's my conscience talking.

What the heck am I thinking?

Argh.

He looked at me as I stared at the rope in his hands blankly. He untied the knots of the red rope.

"I won't tie both of your hands.", he said as he reach for my right hand.

I flinched when our skins touched. It felt like my skin got burned. I looked at him and our eyes met.

I know he felt that too cause he also moved his hand. But no one dared to talk about it.

Is this still Raphael? Is this the same guy who pushed me to a 6 ft pool when I was just 7 years old?

He reached out to my right hand again. This time, this burning sensation is gone. But we're both unsure of what to do next.

This guy, who almost broke my arms in 6th grade is the same guy who's now holding my hand as gentle as he could.

He tried to circle the rope around my wrist and created a knot to tie my hand. It was loosely tied so it doesn't hurt.

"Is this okay?", he asked. More of asking if what we're doing is okay.

"... I don't know.", I said honestly.

"No?"

I looked at the rope in my right hand and touched it. I played with it using my left hand.

"I don't know.", I repeated.

I tried to wiggle the rope off my wrist. He watched me untie the knots he made. When the knots are gone, I tossed the rope back to him.

"Sorry. I just want to tease you. You can have your rope back.", he said, giving me back my rope.

Just when he thought I'm done with his games, I stretched both my hands to him just like a criminal surrendering to a cop.

"Tie me.", I said firmly.

He looked at me with puzzled eyes. He did not expect my actions.

My heart started to race. I'm embarrassed and excited at the same time.

"Both my hands. I'll instruct you. And..."

"And what?"

"...make it tight."

I think he was shocked by my request cause he stared at me for five seconds before he moved his hands.

He started to put the rope around my wrist.

"Pull this.", I said, pulling at the other end of the rope, instructing him how it should be tied. There are specific ties where the submissive cannot be hurt even if the rope is tied tight.

He followed all of my instructions. All the while, my heart can't stop beating so fast.

Raphael looked at me after he tied the last knot. I tried to catch my breath. I'm not doing anything, but I feel like I've run a marathon.

"Does it hurt?", he asked.

"No.", I said silently.

"Are you sure?", he asked and I nodded. I know he's just worried it would leave a mark on me.

The rope isn't that long so Raphael was only able to tie my hands. Some ropes can be used in the body. But this rope isn't for that purpose.

I simply purchased it for my collections! I don't have any plans on using it. After all, I can't untie myself on my own. Or tie me.

"Do you want me to untie you?"

I shook my head while looking at my hands. "Give me two more minutes."

I want to savor this moment. I didn't know I would experience this until an hour ago.

Psycho?

I don't know.

It's a weird fetish, I know.

I flinched when Raphael held my chin to look at him.

"Hey."

That's the only time I noticed Raphael's dark eyes. I wasn't paying too much attention to him. His eyes were clouded. He was also taking deep breaths.

His eyes rolled down to my nose, down to my lips. He swallowed the lump in his throat.

He tucked my hair behind my ear. His skin touching my skin feels so weird. It has this tingling sensation but soothing at the same time.

I've always seen Raphael as a big brother. But this isn't how a big brother is supposed to behave.

My throat ran dry. I unconsciously licked my lips. I didn't mean to do it on purpose. It's a bad habit.

"You're such a tease.", he said in his husky voice, and fuck it sounds so sexy. Even his warm breath is killing me.

"I'm not.", I said. I tried to move away from him but he gently tugged on the rope and pulled me closer.

"Where are you going?", he asked.

I shook my head to say I'm not going anywhere. I just want to keep my distance as my body's getting hot.

I felt the need to lick my lips again. But I know he's staring at me. I felt so stupid to think that biting my lip would be more bearable than licking it.

Well, jokes on me.

"Fuck it, Sammy.", he said before dragging me and pinning me down on my bed.