BETWEEN OUR LIPS. paige bueckers

thirty seven

Paige stands at the edge of the bed, her smirk widening as she takes in the sight of Kai arching her back, her tank top riding up just enough to reveal the curve of her toned stomach. Her eyes trail down the line of Kai's body, her smirk growing sharper, her confidence radiating. She knows she has Kai exactly where she wants her.

Kai, meanwhile, isn't about to make it easy. Her fingers fidget with the hem of Paige's shirt, tugging at the fabric as a low grumble of frustration escapes her lips. "Need this off," she mumbles, her voice rough and edged with impatience.

Paige grabs her hands, halting her movements with firm pressure. "Nah," she says, her tone clipped, her grin unwavering. She cocks her head slightly, mischief glinting in her eyes as an idea sparks in her mind. "Actually, I've got a better idea."

Kai's brow furrows, her lips curling into a frown as she pulls against Paige's grip. "What the fuck does that mean?" she snaps, her sharp tone betraying her annoyance at Paige's teasing.

Paige chuckles, a low, dark sound that sends a shiver racing down Kai's spine. "Maybe tonight's the night I tie you up and shut you up for once," Paige says, her voice slow and deliberate, each word dripping with provocation. She lets the suggestion hang in the air, her sharp gaze locked onto Kai's, waiting to see how she'll react.

Kai freezes for a brief moment, her lips parting as her breathing quickens. Her eyes narrow, suspicion and something else flickering across her face. "Don't you fucking dare," she says, her voice low and almost warning, though her body betrays the spike of adrenaline coursing through her veins.

Paige's smirk deepens. "Don't what?" she taunts, stepping back slowly toward the closet. Her movements are unhurried, confident, and calculated. She pulls the closet door open, rummaging around before turning back toward Kai with a pair of handcuffs dangling from one hand and her strap-on in the other. Her grin widens as she catches Kai's eyes widening briefly before she masks the reaction.

"Paige," Kai warns, her voice sharp and biting. "You better put that shit back where you found it."

Paige ignores her, her grin never faltering as she steps closer, the metal of the cuffs glinting under the soft bedroom light. She clicks one open, her voice dropping into a syrupy-sweet tone. "C'mere," she coaxes, her gaze locking onto Kai's with an intensity that makes Kai's heart thud in her chest. "Let's see how much fight you really have, Slade."

Kai shifts onto her hands and knees on the bed, pretending to comply. "Alright, fine," she murmurs, her voice soft and seemingly resigned. She starts crawling toward Paige, her movements slow and deliberate, her head tilted down just enough to hide the glint of mischief in her eyes. Paige watches her intently, licking her lips, fully confident she has Kai exactly where she wants her.

But Kai is faster than she looks. As soon as she's within reach, she lunges forward, snatching the handcuffs out of Paige's hand in one swift motion and darting off the bed. She spins around to face Paige, her smirk triumphant. "What the fuck?" Paige blurts, her eyes wide as she processes what just happened.

Kai holds up the cuffs like a trophy, her grin widening. "What's wrong, Bueckers? You weren't expecting me to win this round?"

Paige's initial shock quickly morphs into a dark grin of her own, her eyes narrowing. "You're playing a dangerous game, Slade," she says, her voice low and laced with warning.

Kai tilts her head, her smirk unfaltering. "Oh, I'm counting on it." Without waiting for Paige to react, she lunges again, managing to clasp one cuff around Paige's wrist before Paige fully recovers.

Paige growls, spinning Kai around and locking her into a headlock, her movements quick and controlled. Her lips are close to Kai's ear as she growls, "Quit fucking around."