forum Tied by a String (Private RP with Thighhigh)(Stalkers welcome)

Started May 16, 2019 by Deleted user

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"I panicked!" She whined, still hiding her face. "The only other option was to start spinning!"

He put an arm over her shoulders and pulled her into a hug. "I can't imagine being your grounding being as bad as mine. Grounded meant being pounded into the ground."

"While that sounds positively horrible, I'm basically not allowed to do anything without parental supervision." She explained, grumbling. "I can't go anywhere, either."

"That doesn't leave you in the hospital for 3 days," he pointed out, rubbing her shoulder gently.

She groaned, plopping her head down on his shoulder. "I'll put myself in the hospital, just for a change of scenery."

He rolled his eyes in response. "Well, I'll visit you every day so you won't be lonely. How's that?"

She fell quiet, pretending to consider it. "I guess that wouldn't be so bad…"

"You don't sound very enthusiastic," he pointed out, beginning to pull away from her. "Maybe I won't, then?"

"No!" She quickly wrapped her good arm around him, the other doing the same at a slower pace. "It'll be the only good thing to come out of this!"

He couldn't help but smile at her reaction. "That sounds a bit better, I must admit."

She narrowed her eyes up at him, wrinkling her nose. "You weren't actually gonna leave." It wasn't a question, just an accusation.

"Guilty as charged," he said, smiling slightly as he settled back into place.

"Asshole." She grumbled, hiding her face in his shoulder to hide the reddening of her cheeks from embarrassment.

"Once again," he said with a chuckle, putting a hand soft on the middle of her back. "Guilty as charged."

"I'm going to hit you if you say that again." She grumbled, voice muffled by his shoulder, though it was obvious she wasn't serious. She purposefully ignored the small flutter in her gut at his chuckle, instead tightening her hold on him.

"I didn't imagine you were such a cuddler," he admitted, adjusting his arm that was in a sling so that it rested just below her shoulders instead of on his chest.

"I'm not." She said, shifting to allow him a bit more comfort, without pulling away.

"Actions speak louder than words," he chided gently, rubbing his hand in small little circles up and down her back.

"Whatever." She huffed, lifting her head to glare half-heartedly up at him. "Consider yourself lucky, I guess."

"Technically, you're the lucky one." He looked down at her with a happy smile. "You managed to get a murderous sociopath to cuddle with you."

She made a face, before nodding, her expression softening at his smile. "I guess I am. But who'da thunk you'd be such a cuddler?"

"Exactly. Never woulda thought it," he admitted. "It makes me feel like a wimp."

"I like it. Makes you hotter." Her cheeks reddened as soon as the words had left her mouth. "Er-uh…fuck. I'm just gonna shut my mouth now."

"Does it now?" he asked, decided to mess around with her. "How does it?"

"I mean-who wouldn't like a guy willing to cuddle? It's great, fun, nice, I don't-fuck off." She frowned down at her lap, pressing her lips firmly together to keep from shoving her foot further in her mouth.