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Your partner has been teasing you in bed.

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Your partner’s hands retreated from your body. You shifted the bed covers, legs intertwining with your theirs, giving them a desperate look. They looked over at you, a slight smirk crossing their gorgeous face. “What’s wrong my love? Can I do something for you?” They asked.

“I- you know- I…” You paused, struggling to put into words what you would like. Failing, your mind flustered, you gave a slight, non-committal wiggle. They laughed, and you looked back up at them. “Hey, it’s not my fault I’m horny.” You said. Their laughter faded.

“It’s not my fault that I know how to take advantage of that, is it, sweetie?” They said, moving fast, propping themselves up on one arm to lean over you more. Their free hand moved to your hair, gently tugging at the base, causing tingles to burst through your body.

“No, I mean, you’re the one who’s shown me what buttons I should press. You’ve given me all this material to use. Look me in the eyes pet.” Their hand released the pressure on your hair, and your gaze reflexively met theirs. Their eyes were always gorgeous.

But in the low light in your bedroom? Their gaze was magnetic. Your voice failed you, your mind was locked onto the familiar feelings of haziness, beginning to dance through your mind. “That’s it, sweetie. Look deep into my eyes. So easy for me to play with you.”

Your eyelids fluttered slightly, and they laughed. “And back up for me!” They snapped their fingers. You blinked, mind returning to you. “Come on now pet, you have to be up in the morning. We can play tomorrow. I promise, I’ll break your brain and wrap you around my finger then.”