Strong and powerful (Patreon)

Just as you think you're winning your playfight, your partner breaks out a very unfair trigger.

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Your partner smirked as you pinned them to the wall. “Very good, toy. So strong. So powerful.” They said, seemingly uncaring about their predicament. You met their gaze, trying to look serious, but you couldn’t help smiling slightly. “What’s so funny?” They asked.

You took a look at them. “I mean… I win, right? You can’t get out of this.” You said, squeezing their wrists, holding them firm against the wall.

They raised an eyebrow. “Are you sure about that?”

“Pretty sure.” You said, leaning into them.

They laughed, softly, sticking out their tongue. “I mean… I do know your weakness.” As they said that last word, something shifted in you. They pushed your arms back a little, their smirk growing wider.

“H-hey. That’s cheating.” You said, struggling to push back against them.

They laughed. “Awh, is it? Is knowing your weakness cheating?” There was that word again. Your strength was failing you, as they managed to push you back properly, now you were standing, as they gripped your wrists, with a little laugh. “You’re fucked, toy.”

They took a step out from the wall, pushing you with them, and then spun, pulling you round, before putting your back against the wall. You let out a small moan of pleasure as they planted kisses down your neck, holding your wrists effortlessly to the wall.

You squirmed, but it was no use. They had you pinned, and you couldn’t begin to push them away. Not that you wanted to. Their kisses continued, back up the other side of your neck, before they pulled away. “Not so strong or powerful now, huh?” They said, smiling at you.