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I swallow as my vision adopts the darkest color, my hands couldn't save me from it as they were bound to a metal ring that was tightly strung inside the head of the bed.
„Listen closely, Esmeray." A soft clicking sound echoed from the nightstand beside the bed, and I assume that he took his mask off and put it aside.
„It's important for me that you chose a word, and say it as soon as you feel uncomfortable with something, or if I should cross a boundary. Understand?" He asked softly, and I just noticed that his voice was never loud.
His quietness gives me a feeling of safety, it takes me away from the yelling that usually surrounded me. I think that's why I so willingly give myself over to him, and how fast I melt underneath his stare.
It's unbelievable how calmness can heal a person unconsciously.
„Yes." My body and voice show how his calmness affects me, and never in my life was my mind that quiet. „I'm chosing.."
Cactus! I roll my eyes behind the cloth, scolding myself that I shouldn't bring my other affair into this.
„Lint." I proudly share with a smile on my lips. And I hear any movement stop after my announcement.
„Why would you chose lint?" His voice had a touch of ridiculousness on it, and I can imagine the confused and questionable face he looks at me with.
„Because I always avoid touching it. Whenever we visited the swimming bath and I forgot my croc's and lints were all scattered on the ground, I would always tip-toe around it." I giggle quietly as I share this experience with him, „I avoid these things at any costs, and normally I have to wear crocs in the shower too, so that's why I chose it."
I hear him chuckle, and my smile immediately widened more.
„Tell me more about you." He demanded, and after my experience from books, he wants me to continue talking because it would take my mind off of whatever he's going to do.
Shit, why do I have to be so smart? Now as I pointed it out, my mind hates me and zoned in on every movement and sound. I try to go after his demand and think about something that makes me even more special than I already am.
I hummed just as I feel the mattress on my feet end dip, and I press my bare thighs even more together.
„Uh.. I-I normally drink water or any drink with a straw. It makes the drink more interesting to me." He hummed, and I lightly flinch as a soft kiss was branded in my knee, leaving it burning me once he works his way slowly down my thigh.
