Playing Games

Chapter 11

     I jumped out of my skin. How didn't I hear him coming? Are expensive stairs noise proof or something? I turn to face him tryna think of what to say. I had literally been caught red handed, well pink handed...leash handed.......? "Oh, it was a spider in here and he was telling !e all about the dog you had for this collar." Epic fail dumbass. I mentally kick myself. "Oh really? Did Mr. Spider also tell u that the collar isn't for dogs? Or better yet I don't have a dog." He says taking a step closer. "Hehe, well Mr Spider's info is lacking a lot of details."  He stands directly in front of me. "Would you like to know what its really for, considering you're already kneeling." He says smirking. I mentally take in the scene and kick myself once again. I immediately stand up and get really close to his face. "How about a little friendly bet. Whoever loses the nerd gun battle has to wear the leash for the rest of tonight. It will be a will match, the loser must surrender in order for the game to be over. Deal?" He looks me up and down. "Deal." "Good, and who knows, pink may be your color." I say heading towards the door. He grabbed my neck from behind me pressing me into him. He was breathing in my ear, one hand on my hip, pressing me against his bulge. "I think pink will bring out the blush in your cheeks perfectly...." He said before letting me go. I couldn't breathe. That was so intense. Fuck, I couldn't even focus. "Ok y/n, let me kick ur ass real quick." He says heading to the next room. Did this mf do that to throw off my game. I grab the nerd gun from in front of the closet and head towards the room he went to. "Wait, I thought you said they were in here." He asked towards the doorway with two nerf guns that were much larger than mine. "I said yours were in there." And then he started unloading the entire clip at me. I ducked my head and started running down the stairs, skipping them. I ducked behind the couch taking cover as he quickly treads the steps looking for me. He looks both ways and as he turns away I reach from behind the couch and start shooting him. This shocked him and he ran for cover. I then headed back upstairs. I would surely be out of ammo  soon and he had to have more guns in the other room. When I reached the room I saw I was right. There was another gun laying on the bed and a box of fully loaded clips in a box on the floor. Damn he takes this shit serious. I grabbed both the gun and a bunch of ammo and head out the room to find him coming up the steps. I started unloading from above him catching him off guard again. He runs back downstairs towards the kitchen. I followed him keeping up wit his movements. I kept shooting at him making him duck behind the table. He then sprung up and started unloading both guns at me. Making me stumbled back and fall slightly. I tried to shoot back but I was out of ammo I ran towards the living hoping to get a second to reload but he was relentless. "Do you really hate pink that much?" I say in between laughs. I reached for my ammo but it wasn't there. It must've fallen when I fell. I curled up into a ball on the living floor. "Ok, ok you win." I say out of breath. The both of try to catch our breaths in between laughs. He offered me a hand to get up. I take his hand, which was very strong😚😚, and pull myself up. He then grabs my hips and pushes me into the wall pinning my to it. "A deal's a deal kitten." He says towering over me.