[Jenna Rose]: 150.Contest Entries.L&F Cuffs - The Cuffs

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Written for: the Lace&Fuzzy Cuffs contest.

[Warning: Mature/sexual content.]


The Cuffs

He staggers through the door,
wet hair in his eyes.
Slamming it behind him, he swears -
his folder of papers dripping wet.

The thunder crashes outside,
through the window the lightning flashes.
I listen to him coming down the hall,
his wet shoes squishing.

He calls my name as the thunder crashes again,
And I call him back into our bedroom.
He comes moments later, shrugging off his soaking coat,
Looking up and stopping in his tracks, staring at me.

Sitting on our bed, wearing nothing but a small smile,
I say “Happy anniversary.”
He lets his coat drop to the floor, taking a step towards me,
Replying “I’m sorry I had to work.”

He had wanted to take me out,
Something we haven’t been able to do in a long time.
But his boss wouldn’t let him off -
They were working on an important case.

He kneels down on the bed in front of me,
I pull him close, and we kiss deeply.
His hands run up and down my bare back
My fingers begin to unbutton his shirt.

He takes off his gun, then pulls me onto his lap
I push his shirt off of his shoulders
And continue pressing him back
Straddling his hips, kissing his jaw.

As he kisses me again - deeper this time, hungrier,
I undo his duty belt, start tugging it off
Then stop.
Feeling the cuffs hooked onto his belt.

I smile against his lips
Then sit up and smile down at him,
Letting the cuffs dangle off my fingers.
He smiles back up at me.

I take one of his hands, cuff it
Reach up and slip the cuffs behind one of the bed posts
Before cuffing his other hand
Then run my hands down his chest

I lean over him,
My bare chest pressing against his.
Kiss him deeply, then whisper against his lips:
“The cuffs... one thing I like about your job.”

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