[It's his lunch break. He's seated on a beam high above the street level eating a sandwich and watching Blade proudly patrol the site perimeter. He carefully sets aside his food and takes out his phone, immediately having to smile.]
I think I'm glad I'm tied off right now. When did you get that? It's a very good look for you.
[A few more pictures arrive shortly, each as painstakingly posed as the last. They stay cute and flirty rather than getting dirty at any point, the closest being the last one, a closer shot of her smiling face that includes quite a bit of cleavage. That is less intentional than it is a fact of reality for Ivy taking pictures of herself.]
[And it really is the smile that has his heart feeling so fluttery right now. He absently takes a bite of sandwich because he does need to eat before getting back to work.]
Usual time. I'll be getting back to the house close to six. I'll definitely need a shower. Would you like to come over for dinner?
I feel as though I'd do anything to spoil you. Smiling is easy.
I'll bring something with me, something simple we can ignore. I want to sit on your lap in this dress and let you feel it on me while I kiss you senseless.
I'd just dangle in mid-air, some overgrown ornament. It's the embarrassment I'll die from once my co-workers reel me in and get me back down to the ground.
I could tie you.
[He can already picture it, and it has him having to reach down for a quick shift of himself in his work coveralls.]
You won't be the only one blushing, I fear. I'm worse than a wet-behind-the-ears recruit around you, as you may have noticed.
[That small line does something to his chest, something warm and tight all a the same time. He traces his fingers over the screen before finishing out his response and sending it.]
I hope you know that goes both ways. I'd trust you for that. If you ever wanted to.
But I know you. You'll be gentle. Take care for my comfort and dignity even as you have power over me. And when you've taken me breathless, had me to exhaustion, you'll not act like you've conquered me, or like you own a piece of me not willingly given.
I do. I love you so much it makes me feel I've lost my senses. I am not conquered, but I am thoroughly enchanted, bewitched, besotted by you, my darling man.
You should have seen my face when you called me "Love" just now.
[Another picture comes before the next message. This one is an even closer shot of her face, smiling and pink and pleased as can be. There's nothing posed about this one.]
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I think I'm glad I'm tied off right now. When did you get that? It's a very good look for you.
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Found it shopping with Jester. I'm glad you like it. Would you like more pictures?
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Is the sky blue? I think you know the answer to that.
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Just for you. ♥
When do you get off today?
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[And it really is the smile that has his heart feeling so fluttery right now. He absently takes a bite of sandwich because he does need to eat before getting back to work.]
Usual time. I'll be getting back to the house close to six. I'll definitely need a shower. Would you like to come over for dinner?
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I'll bring something with me, something simple we can ignore. I want to sit on your lap in this dress and let you feel it on me while I kiss you senseless.
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["Going to." That's rich.]
I have some of that ready heat bread and packaged salad. I think I also have an unopened bottle of dressing.
I'll just pop the bread in before I take my shower. It'll be ready by the time you get there. We won't have to worry about anything.
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Perfect. You'll have no time at all to cook while I dote upon you on the sofa.
Tell me one thing you want to do to me tonight. Something you've been wanting but haven't asked for.
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[Just as well. No one can see him blush or hear how breathlessly he laughed when he read that.]
Maybe it's the Fereldan in me. It could be fun to play a bit with ice.
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Ice on my bare skin? Oh, how pink I'll turn. Promise to warm me up after.
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[Another chuckle. He's also glad this is text.]
I believe you know I will.
[He sends her a couple of snaps of the view, his knees and work boots in a couple of the shots.]
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[Those pictures certainly look treacherous. But she can't resist just a little more teasing.]
When I'm warm again, I want you to take me from behind. On my knees, holding your bedposts. I'll cushion the frame so it doesn't knock the wall.
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I could tie you.
[He can already picture it, and it has him having to reach down for a quick shift of himself in his work coveralls.]
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[If only he could take a little pleasure in her reaction to that suggestion. She catches herself biting her lip as she imagines it, too.]
Oh, my. I like that idea more than I thought.
Would I look pretty with silk on my wrists, bound and ready for you?
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[As it is now. He sets down his sandwich so he can lift his bottle for a long swig.]
Red silk.
[He has a bit of shopping to do before he gets home.]
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It will look so nice on me. Match the way I blush when you touch me.
[She thinks a moment before she adds something a little more achingly intimate.]
I would only let you do it.
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[That small line does something to his chest, something warm and tight all a the same time. He traces his fingers over the screen before finishing out his response and sending it.]
I hope you know that goes both ways. I'd trust you for that. If you ever wanted to.
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[He's never yet given her a reason to regret baring her heart. This time is no different, and his response makes her smile.]
It's strange trusting someone that way, isn't it? But I like it. As I think I'll like being tied for you.
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[It can be good to hear it, he thinks, to know one isn't alone.]
It's new for me. It's not something I could ever imagine with another.
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But I know you. You'll be gentle. Take care for my comfort and dignity even as you have power over me. And when you've taken me breathless, had me to exhaustion, you'll not act like you've conquered me, or like you own a piece of me not willingly given.
I'm not a triumph for you. I never have been.
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[His heart is thrumming triple time.]
Never. I didn't conquer you, any more than you did me. If there's any triumph it's amazement that you love me.
Time with you is a gift I'd never take for granted.
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You should have seen my face when you called me "Love" just now.
[Another picture comes before the next message. This one is an even closer shot of her face, smiling and pink and pleased as can be. There's nothing posed about this one.]
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About the same as when I just read what you wrote, as you can see.
[At least he's able to laugh at himself.]