#mailbo

one hand holds the book open, while the other grabs your ankle, eyes fixing on you.

"have i been neglecting you?"

no. "maybe just a little bit. is there any reason you don't like giving up control during sex?"

chrollo pauses. gives a blink or two. "is that what you've been sitting there thinking about?"

you look off to the side, pleading guilty with your gaze.

"does it bother you?" chrollo's mind runs miles as he tries to dissect your thoughts through his gaze.

"no. no problems at all over here. however, i think it would be fun if you let me tie you up too."

chrollo's eyebrow raises. without looking, he dog ears his page and turns his attention fully towards you. the book sets on the coffee table with a gentle thud.

"how long have you been thinking about this, darling?"

"long enough."

chrollo chuckles. "if you'd like, i won't say no. i'd be an idiot to say no to that." his hands wrap around both of your ankles. pulling you down the couch, you laugh as chrollo hovers above you. he has a self satisfied smirk on his face that always precedes an embarrassing revelation. you brace yourself.

his hands come on either side of you, one by your head and one by your waist as he leans over you. his hair dangles around his face, his necklace swings above your lips. he's intoxicating, the low base scents of his cologne wafting over you.

"you know, i'm glad you brought it up. i was unsure if you'd enjoy that, given how submissive you become the second you get turned on."