CEO of Cute, Marceline and Cream the Rabbit

Marceline, Cream, and ribbons

Marceline: "...I don't know, Cream... do you think, like... this looks okay?" she wiggles her fingers at her outfit, but her eyes betray a deeper worry. "I mean... what if I'm... not... cute enough?"

Cream: tilts her head, stepping closer with a mischievous grin "Cute enough? Marceline, you're the definition of cute. But... I think you need... a little... proof." she pulls out some silky ribbons "Maybe a... tiny bit of restraint will help you feel... special?"

Marceline: raises an eyebrow, half amused, half nervous "Restraint? You mean... like... tied up?"

Cream: nods, bouncing slightly on her toes "Just a little! Nothing scary! I just want to... tease you. You're too adorable not to play with."

Marceline: sighs, rolling her eyes but smiling "Fine... but only if you promise it's... fun, not weird."

Cream: grinning "Scout's honor!"

Cream gently loops the ribbons around Marceline's wrists, letting them drape loosely but snug enough to keep her hands in place. Marceline wiggles, testing the restraint, her lips twitching with a smirk.

Marceline: "Heh... okay... this is kind of... cute... and a little thrilling."

Cream: leans closer, whispering teasingly "See? I told you... being a little tied up can make you feel... extra special. And maybe... a little helpless... in a good way?"

Marceline: blushing slightly "Stop whispering like that... I might... lose control."

Cream: giggles, giving her a playful nudge "Good! That's the whole point!"

Marceline squirmed gently against the soft ribbons, laughing despite herself, and Cream just smiled, enjoying the mix of teasing and trust. The dim light, soft laughter, and playful tension made the room feel... electric.

Marceline: grinning "Okay... okay... I admit it. This... is actually... fun. You win, Cream."

Cream: tilts her head, mock-serious "I always win... but only because you're the cutest 'loser' I've ever seen."

Marceline laughs, the sound echoing through the room, feeling more confident—and more playful—than she has in a long time.

Cream: leaning in, brushing a strand of hair from Marceline's face "Hmm... now that you're... a little 'helpless,' maybe it's time to... check if you're really as cute as I think."

Marceline: half-laughing, half-nervous "Check... how?"

Cream: grinning, tapping Marceline's arm teasingly with a finger "By... teasing you, of course! See how you squirm?"

Marceline wiggles slightly, the ribbons keeping her hands in place, but allowing enough movement for her to shift and squirm. Cream gently pins her wrists closer together for a moment, leaning just close enough to whisper in her ear.

Cream: "You know... I could just... hold you like this all night... make sure you stay... completely... adorable."

Marceline: blushing hard, lips twitching into a smirk "Oh no... you're enjoying this way too much..."

Cream: giggles softly "Maybe I am... maybe I'm just trying to see that cute little blush spread across your cheeks."

Marceline gasps softly as Cream's fingers lightly trace teasing patterns along her arms and shoulders, just enough to make her shiver and laugh.