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• • •Elijah wasn't convinced, he stared and she stared right back, a sneaky smile on her lips as she dangled the cuffs before his face.
"Let's talk about this," he spoke slowly, softly, being the voice of reason.
"Why?" Sophia tilted her head to the side, "-Think I'll let you have your way this time?"
He laughed, "Have my way? This time? I wasn't aware we were keeping score-"
"No," Sophia hushed him, "no scores," She grinned and shifted to be more comfortable, "You know I'd let you play with me regardless."
"Oh I know-"
"Shh whatever- and don't look at me like that either...with those gloating eyes."
"I would never-"
"Good," she huffed. "-Then let's!" Sophia sat up, "It's only cuffs...these furs will eliminate all discomfort too, it's nothing really, you just have to...uh, wear it for a short while-"
Elijah's eyes narrowed, just a little, "How long exactly is a short while?"
"D-dont question it, or me!"
"I must say, Sophia, your proposal, you're not being very persuasive...or convincing. "
"Pfft!" Sophia waved him off and crept closer, "You're just scared, its okay big boy, don't be scared, arms up and behind and let me put this-"
"Scared? That's a strong word Sophia...I'm just imploring you to consider the alternatives-!"
Sophia pounced. Quite literally jumped abd landed on him with a laugh, "Shut up already-! Do you hate fun?"
He opened his mouth again, most to refuse Sophia guessed but she was already on him, she grabbed his collar pressing a kiss onto his lips to shut him up. "I swear to god if you make me beg one more time, I'll box every damn thing up and neither of us will have any fun tonight."
Her threat must've been severe, Sophia watched him go from stoic to absolutely crestfallen. She grinned at her own ingenuity.
"Honestly. I'd rather see you wear them-" Elijah finally confessed.
Sophia blinked, pausing to stare at him. He looked so innocent and expectant. Sophia knew he was anything but. The way he usually had her folded in his appartment...oh God. Of course he'd want that for himself.
"Of course you would," she muttered. "But I had the idea first, this is my kink, who are you? Christopher Columbus?"
"Sophia..."
She grabbed the cuffs in one hand and with her other, she grabbed his chin, forcing him to look straight at her, "Don't you want me to be happy Mr Osoro, Sir?"
He sighed, conflicted. Then finally, he relented. Sophia grinned like the Cheshire cat and almost purred at him, "See that wasn't too hard now was it?"
She giggled bef0re continuing, "-Now hands where I can see them-"
A few minutes later, Mr Elijah Osoro, CEO of Osoro.Co conglomerate, financial mogul and a tycoon in his own right sat shirtless upon Sophia's request, arms locked in handcuffs behind him, sitting on the edge of her bed, staring up at her, a single brow raised as if asking 'What next?'.
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Midnight Neighbor ||18+
Romance♤♤ MATURE CONTENT warning ♤♤ • • • He's charming. He's handsome, hot as f*ck, talented, charismatic. People hang on to his every word. A bachelor, stone cold businessman and a man of very few words. A whole package that's definitely way out of her...