You and your partner are having a party. All evening, you touch them teasingly or flirt openly with people right in front of them. Some time that night, your partner wraps their hand around your neck and whispers in your ear:
"You better stop doing that."
You don't feel like being obedient. You decide to ignore their warning and continue being playful with other people.
Later, everyone leaves, only you and your partner are left in the kitchen. They look at you with an unreadable expression before walking over to you. They pick you up and place you on the counter.
"Why didn't you listen?" You think they're angry, but when you look into their eyes, all you see is lust.
They take a knife out of a drawer and place the tip against your neck. They make a small cut, not enough to hurt you, but making the message clear. They kiss you softly, still carving your skin.
"You're mine. Do you understand?"
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