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[notaballad]

[tied up, watching you walk away]

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[lyricalname.livejournal.com]

[might be wearing it specifically for his benefit. She carefully deposits the keys away . . . in her bra, hidden. She then walks back to him, smirking coquettishly] You want loose, you'll have to find them.

[notaballad.livejournal.com]

[smirks as he watches her tuck the key away] Maybe I don't want to get loose. Maybe I want you to have your wicked way with me.

[lyricalname.livejournal.com]

Well, now . . . That could be arranged. [smirks again] If you're good.

[notaballad.livejournal.com]

[smirks and licks his lips, flexing against his bonds] I'll be very good.

[lyricalname.livejournal.com]

You'd better be. [slides a hand down his neck, just trailing her fingertips over his skin for now, on down his side]

[notaballad.livejournal.com]

[he shivers, gasping a little, loving it when she teases] You look so pretty, Sadie. Sexy, even.