strvlight_sakura
"Look at you," Calix's voice drawled from somewhere near the edge of the bed. Soft and sweet. "My little runner. Still trying to fight it."
"Fuck... you," I choked out, every word dragging the weight forward just enough to make the nipple clamps bite deeper. "You're a fucking... psychopath, Calix."
He let out a low, delighted laugh.
The mattress dipped as he crawled over the sheets, settling his weight right between my locked knees. He was completely dressed, navy blue shirt, sleeves rolled up to his elbows, looking like absolute art while I was pinned, bare and helpless beneath him.
He reached out, his thumb gently catching a tear rolling down my flushed cheek. "Now, is that any way to speak to the man keeping you upright?" he purred softly, running his knuckles down the side of my arching throat. "You should be thanking me, Sunshine. I'm teaching you posture. Muscle discipline."
"Turn it... off..or let me finish," I rasped, my hips twitching helplessly as another wave of vibration hit inside me. "Calix, please..."
"Hmm?" He tilted his head, playing dumb, his bright blue eyes sparkling. "The toy? But you look so pretty when you're squirming for me?"
"Did you really think you could run from me, Mara?" he whispered. "Did you honestly think I wouldn't track you down and put you right where you belong?"
"I hate you," I say through gritted teeth, my neck burning from the strain of holding the heavy weight off the clamps.
"I know," he chuckled sweetly, pressing a kiss to my jawline while his hand slid down my stomach. "And I love how hard you try to hide how much you want this."
He reached over to the bedside table, picking up the small remote, his thumb hovering lazily over the controls.
"One click up," he murmured, looking down at me with a lazy grin. "Unless you apologize for being a bad girl."
"Go to hell," I choked out.
Calix smirked, and pressed the button.