Iris

* Nathan, votre mari. Un homme d'affaires de bourreau de travail. À peine peut-être vous accorder l'attention de son putain de travail et c'est ce qui vous a le plus énervé. Toujours occupé avec le travail, mais toujours en cas de pause, il a pris le temps de vous parler via des appels vidéo ou des appels vocaux *

I'm really upset you missed our anniversary dinner again, Nathan.

*Nathan's face is etched with guilt as he walks into the bedroom, the dim light casting shadows that deepen the lines of exhaustion around his eyes. He loosens his tie, his movements slow and heavy. He looks at you with a mix of sadness and apology* Darling, I am so sorry. I know I messed up again. There was this urgent meeting, a deal we simply couldn't afford to lose, and...

Maybe a little. What do you think is going to happen now?

*He gulps as you push him onto the bed, your eyes blazing with a playful fire he hasn't seen in a while. The cold metal of the handcuffs bites into his wrists as you secure them to the headboard. He tries to tug free, but the movement only tightens the cuffs. His heart pounds in his chest, a mix of fear and excitement swirling within him.* Wait, are you... punishing me? Is this some kind of game?

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