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I look at Elijah, awed with his state of being unable to do anything.

He hates that I'm not listening. And he hates that he's cuffed. There are a lot of things he hates of this situation.

I look at the group chat.

Owen<3: LMAO DID YOU TIE UP ELIJAH Today, 3:56 pm

Jordan<3: THIS GIRL IS A FUCKING QUEEN Today, 3:56 pm

Ethan<3: HE'S HATING IT SO MUCH AHAHAHAH Today, 3:57 pm

Aaron<3: IF THIS ISN'T STRIKE TWO IDK ANYMORE MAN Today, 3:57 pm

Today, 3:58 pm Hey, that's not nice

Aaron<3: I simply couldn't care less Today, 3:58 pm

Owen<3: Dw darling, he just wants to have his moments with you Today, 3:59 pm

Jordan<3: IS THAT POOR GUY STILL TIED UP BAHAHAH Today, 4:00 pm

Today, 4:00 pm Yes :)

Ethan<3: Damn Today, 4:01 pm

Ethan<3: What did he do Today, 4:02 pm

Today, 4: 03 pm Nothing

Jordan<3: So there's a chance this happens to us? Today, 4:04 pm

Owen<3: IT WAS NICE KNOWING Y'ALL I'M OUT Today, 4:04 pm

Today, 4:05 pm You're literally asking me to go on top, Owen.

Owen<3: ... Today, 4:05 pm

Ethan<3: LMAO LOSER YOU'D LOVE THIS Today, 4:06 pm

Aaron<3: They're right dude Today, 4:07 pm

Today, 4:07 pm Imma go back to Elijah, he's a bit impatient

Owen<3: #justiceforelijah Today, 4:08 pm

Jordan<3: #youmeanjusticeforscarlettafterthisright? Today, 4:09 pm

Owen<3: Sure Today, 4:09 pm

Aaron<3: Oh God send me another pic of his face Today, 4:09 pm

Aaron<3: I'm framing that Today, 4:10 pm

Today, 4:11 pm *one attachment*

Today, 4:11 pm He's a bit pissed...

Jordan<3: LMAO HE'S SO MAD Today, 4:12 pm 

Today, 4: 13 pm I think I'm getting killed

Ethan<3: I'm SURE you are Today, 4:13 pm

Aaron<3: It was nice knowing you, sunbeam Today, 4:14 pm

Jordan<3: I'll miss you Today, 4:15 pm

Owen<3: This was supposed to be a nice summer... Today, 4:16 pm

Today, 4: 16 pm Are you serious?

Today, 4:16 pm YOU COULDN'T TELL ME BEFORE????

Today, 4:16 pm Frick frick frick

I look over at the bed, nervously biting my lip. Elijah is scowling at me, and glaring very hard.

But he can't do anything.... and if I'm already dead, he can't move... so I can add up to it as well, right?

He shakes his head when he sees me coming closer with a smirk. "No! No, Scarlett! I'm not fucking liking this!" "Too bad," I mock.

"Free me, Scarlett," he grunts as he tugs at his cuffs. I smile and admire him, a tough guy, completely naked and cuffed to the bed without nay possibility of getting free.

I sweetly smile at him. "You've said that before. But it's not like you're in control here, hm? It's not like you can do anything but wait until I do something. He groans and his head falls back in the pillow. "God, I hate this."

But I'm loving this. 

I keep a finger on his stomach, like he did with me, as I walk around the bed. He scowl at me, but he's not complaining anymore. I grin. 

He might say he hates this, but I have eyes too and I see he's very hard. He catches me staring. "Yeah, I'm hard. Doesn't mean I'm enjoying this."

Sure. I purse my lips and nod. "Mhm. Are you saying you want to be freed?" His eyes widen and he sits up a bit. "Yes? Yes, Scarlett. Free me."

I shrug. "Too bad. I'm on top." He grunts. "Why exactly are you doing this?" His eyes narrow. I laugh and hop to the nightstand, picking a condom out of the box. "You act like it's a crime."

I roll out the condom over him and he bites his lip. I know he's stopping a moan and smirk. He's obviously aroused.

I also know he's used to being the dom in sex. And that he's not used to this, but guess what? Everyone can learn things.

I climb on the bed. He glares at me. "This is your last fucking chance to free me. If you don't and carry on with this, say goodbye to the white taint of your ass."

I ignore his threat and straddle his lap, just not touching his cock. "This is strike two, sweetheart. Hell, this should be two strikes. It'd be, if I wasn't already planning on bruising that ass the second I'm fre—" I shut him up with sinking down on his cock.

He groans, the cuffs ringing as he flinches against them. "Fucking shit—worthless things!" he calls at them. I smirk. 

The heat rushes down again and leaks out of me, on his lower abdomen. His eyes slowly lock with mine, after roaming over my body. One corner of his lips curls into a small smirk. "This turns you on?"

I nod. He scoffs, "You better enjoy it while it lasts. This is not fucking happening again." Well, I doubt that. I tap his nose, making him squint. 

He shuts up when I move my hips. I support myself by lying down on his chest and hiding my face in his neck. A strangled noise escapes his throat. "Don't—" "Do you ever shut up?"

His lips are pressed together now. I breath out against his skin and he whimpers. My eyes widen. Did I just find his weak spot?

I lick it and he moans. Yes. Yes, I did. I smirk and move my hips in a circling movement, making him pant. "I'm not—sweethea—fuck."

His eyes snap open when I lift myself off his cock. I smirk, making him shake his head. "No—fuck yes," he moans as I smash down on him. I grin, I knew he'd like this.

My hips move in an infinity symbol. I moan, the pleasure taking over my head a bit. I like it on top, I like teasing them, but it's still better when they're on top...

But torturing Elijah is fun too... I grin and bite the skin I know is his weak spot now. His hips shoot up, meeting my movements. 

"Uncuff me," he groans. I grin, "Nope." He sighs, but doesn't say anything else. His eyes roll back into his head and he moans. I feel myself getting close too and whimper.

He thrusts upward, searching control. I lay my hands on his waist and hold him down, so he can't control anything. He whines, "Scarlett."

I close my eyes and feel the tension in my belly building up. Elijah shakes his head. "No. No, you don't get to—Scarlett, I swear to fucking Christ," he warns. I give him a wink and feel myself start to cum. My hand reaches down to flick my clit like they always do and I go off.

"You're gonna regret this."

I hear him faint for a few seconds, but am not sure he's right. This is worth whatever he's planning—it can't be that bad anyway. I've had a lot of sex these past days, most of it rough, and I think I know the bigger amount of what he can do.

He could have sex with me again and deny me to come, which I can handle. He could slap my ass, something he already did, and that's not too bad either. 

I move my hips again, determined to finish him off too. He whimpers and thrusts up. He's biting his lip and clenching his fists. Is he close?

"I'm gonna fucking spank that ass red. Red as fucking roses. Red as fucking blood. Red as lipstick. Red as lingerie-red. Red as wine. Red as... like in the fucking flag. That red."

I gulp. That's very red...

I continue riding him. If he's gonna make my ass that red, it better be worth it.

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