It's been 2 hours, and you're seething. However, you're also incredibly tired and frustrated. The only thing you're hanging onto is the knowledge that the longer you wait patiently for Kylo to return, the bigger your reward will be.
Your wrists are sore from being suspended by Kylo's belt, and you're cold because he left you completely bare to the biting chill of his room, which was just to be cruel, and you both knew it. Part of you hates this, because all you want is him, warm and soft and attentive, but a larger part of you loves the anticipation and knows that the satisfaction of the ends justify the suspense. All you have to do is wait, just a little longer.
Luckily, while you may be blinded by the fabric tied securely over your eyes, you can still hear, and you nearly jump when you hear loud footsteps storming toward you after such a long silence. You know he's been close enough to hear you if you were to speak, though it's technically against the orders he gave you before leaving, but he always makes sure he's able to obey your wishes if you use the safe word. You were nowhere near that point, though, and you never had been before. He's always very cautious about doing things even this extreme, mostly because the thought of causing you any harm or distress horrifies him.
"Good job, sweetheart. You're taking your punishment well," he praises. You had missed the sound of his voice. "Are you ready to be untied now?" You nod eagerly, not yet knowing if you're allowed to speak. Kylo has probably been reading your mind, because he immediately tells you that you can now make noise.
"Will you please take care of me now?" you ask as he leans over you and unties your wrists. They flop onto the pillows by your head and he removes your blindfold.
"I don't know. Apparently I'm a selfish asshole," he quotes you blandly, and you frown. You hadn't meant for him to hear you when you whispered that to yourself, but it had been 3 days since you two had done anything remotely sexual, and you had missed him. When he told you 'not now', you had snapped. "I don't know if I feel like redeeming myself."
You look up at him and bat your lashes, hoping to woo him with your innocent expression. You know it's his weakness, and he hates denying you what you wish for. You see his jaw clench and he groans a little, probably frustrated with himself for giving in so easily. He leans down and presses his lips against yours, and you immediately feel much, much better. You know he's going to spend the foreseeable future between the sheets with you, and that's well worth the wait.
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