[ self-indulgent is the name of the game tonight. she needs the drawn-out nature to keep her mind off the screeching fall of elevators. off the arguing and guilt and the numbing terror. she bucks herself against him from underneath, not hard—only enough to faintly jostle.

mmmm... murmurs, ] I want... to have you on your knees, in full rut against my foot. For you to put me over your lap and spank me. Tie me up... I never want to be tied up.