Five Hargreeves x Reader Imagines

☂️ Cuffs (Smut) ☂️

(y/n) - your name

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It was any other normal day as you walked around the house in absolute boredom. Everyone else had gone out doing whatever they were doing leaving you alone with Five and Klaus.

I wonder what those two are doing anyway.

You walk up the stairs and head towards your boyfriend's room to spend some time with him, slamming his door open. "Hey, Five I'm bored-what the fuck is that!?" You screech out, your eyes pinned on the strange contraption that was hooked on Five's ceiling. You looked over at Five who also looked at it in confusion as well.

"I don't even know. I think Klaus put that up or something." Five sighs out, ruffling his hair as you both stared up at the thing hanging over his bed.

"Knowing Klaus, probably some sort of kink device." You mutter out, walking over to Five's bed and jumping on it. You stood on his bed despite his whines of your feet ruining his clean sheets as you stared at the pair of cuffs hung from a pole? It hung quite low from the ceiling, being very close to the bed.

"I swear to fucking god if Klaus uses my room for his nights with Dave, I'm going murder that ghost boy." Five seethes and curiosity took over you.

"How do you put this on anyway? Too high for your legs..." Five looks at you with a raised brow.

"Why do you want to know anyway?" You shrug, slipping your arms through the cuffs.

"Holy shit!" The cuffs suddenly automatically shut around your wrists. "Five! I can't get out!" You shriek in worry as you struggle to get out of the cuffs but your wrists don't budge. "They're locked!"

"Shit!" Five panics and jumps on his bed to try and pry the cuffs off you. "They won't come off!"

"Get Klaus and ask him how to open the damn thing!"

"Ok ok!" Five quickly teleports from his bedroom, leaving you alone on his bed cuffed up.

"Who in their right mind buys this sort of shit!? No one, just a very kinky Klaus." You sigh out in annoyance, looking around Five's room. Your eyes then land on the mirror in front of you to see the front of your baggy shirt had dipped down way low between your boobs. "You've got to be kidding me..."

I can't move to fix it.

You sigh out, looking up to try and move your arms but they're are locked still.

Can't even move the pole, damn.

I'm stuck stuck.

You stand on Five's bed, shifting your weight leg to leg as you started getting tired of standing up. You grab onto the pole and lower yourself down onto your knees on the bed.