[Her cheeks are absolutely on fire. But he isn't laughing at her, and he doesn't seem to think it's that weird that she's asked. Her hands press to the top of his head at first, before her fingers comb through his hair. Fingertips press against his scalp and she smiles down at him crouched down before her the way he is.]
Do you mind wearing them?
[It's softly and sweetly asked, almost hesitant. If he does mind, she's eager to try them out on herself too.]
And a blindfold. I want you to wear a blindfold too.
[He's got bandanas, and there's plenty of other scraps of fabric they can use. But she's not going to press her luck. Just handcuffs are perfect for this first attempt to try something new.]
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Do you mind wearing them?
[It's softly and sweetly asked, almost hesitant. If he does mind, she's eager to try them out on herself too.]
And a blindfold. I want you to wear a blindfold too.
[He's got bandanas, and there's plenty of other scraps of fabric they can use. But she's not going to press her luck. Just handcuffs are perfect for this first attempt to try something new.]