City Of Need

15 💜 Trouble

I wake up in your bed, feel you at my back. You have me wrapped in your sleepy cocoon. Caging me in - even while you sleep.

You've been bossy lately... and demanding. Pulling the strings. Making sure everything is done your way. I push back - of course I do...but then you do that thing, use that voice, make the air in the room change. Immediately I fall into line. It's annoying.

But it's also safety. It's how you stop me from going too far. How you let me know where the line is, and when it's time for me to backtrack.

But sometimes... I just want to push that little bit further... I want to get my toe over the line...show you I am independent and that you're not always in control.

I was grumpy when I came over last night. Acting up. That's probably why you got so calm. When you asked me to help in the kitchen I back chatted. Then Over diner I snapped, 'It's always your way, or the highway.' You just smiled... did that thing you do of staying calm, whatever I throw at you, watched me unravel. 

You says it makes you smile to see me unravel, because once the unraveling is finished, you can bundle me back together again. You did bundle me back together. We did talk, and laugh. We didn't even play. I think you knew I just needed to be next to you.

But even though I was OK last night, I'm annoyed again this morning...Because you've been too busy for me lately. Working late, or working early, or writing, always bloody writing...I'm supposed to be your favourite... how can you be too busy for me if I'm your favourite?

I guess I'm not your favourite... anymore...

I shuffle myself out of your sleepy grasp. I should just leave. Let you wake up alone...or...maybe I should teach you a lesson...maybe I should be the one in control for once. See how you like it.

I nudge your shoulder, make you roll over onto your back. Then I reach for the middle of the headboard where the two chains with the restraints on the end are, and I pull them onto my pillow. You're in a deep sleep and hardly stir.

You don't normally leave the restraints chained to the headboard, but I've been bratting out so much lately that they've become a permanent fixture.

I gently slide your arm up the bed, lay your wrist on the pillow and buckle a restraint to it. Then I pull the second restraint to the other side of your head and lay that on the pillow beside you. Pulling your other arm up, and restraining wrist too.

I'm surprised you've slept through this. I half thought you's wake up while I was trying. Thought you'd pull me over your lap and spank my ass...thought we'd laugh at my audacity.

But now you're restrained to the bed....

What the fuck have I done? This is not a well thought out plan...Maybe I should unbuckle him now before this gets out of hand?