Handcuffed

At the end of the day, everything was done, everything was where it was supposed to be, no one bothered you and you could finally relax. Laying on your bed, the world seemed to finally slow down, now that the sky was dark and the lights came out from the windows. Your girlfriend came home as well some time ago. She was cheerful as always but awfully quiet. That bothered you. “Oh, it’s nothing, just a little tired,” she would tell you. But even with the toughest of days, she would usually tell you her day so something was off.

The bed comfortably wrapped you but uncomfortably you laid there, thinking about her. As your mind wandered into the past memories to find something that might have upset her. The reason.

Suddenly, Chaehyun entered the room, with a metallic clang. You turned around and smiled at her, “Hi, Chaehyun, going to…?” Then your smile faded as you saw what she was holding in her hand. And you found the reason.

Handcuffs.

“I took care of everything,” she started, a devilish smug plastered all over her face. “Really. You don't have to get up at all.”

You gulped. This won’t go well. You quickly thought of some excuse and said, “I have some work I have to do actually… it’s uhm… on my computer.”

“I know, but you don't have to start right this minute. We finally have a night with some free time,” Chaehyun voiced. Her tone was flirty but also serious and assertive, she gave you a choice, one.

“And what are we going to do?” you asked, hopefully. “What is that you’re holding…?”

“Oh dear. It seems like you saw it. Well, then…” Chaehyun stepped on your bed, your territory, and suddenly your space and safety were attacked. You tried to step back, but one of her strides, where three of yours. “How about this?” she asked, jangling the handcuffs in front of your eyes.

“You aren’t going to tie me anywhere, right?” your voice trembled. Chaehyun was in front of the door, between you and your salvation, but she was fast. The only other way was the window. 

“That's right, I'm collecting on my bet. You remember…”

“No,” you interrupted her. Knowing damn well what she was talking about. Worst mistake of your life, betting a favor against Chaehyun in a game of poker with you completely passed out from alcohol. 

“Uh-huh. Did you think I forgot?” Chaehyun hissed. “Ha! Oh no, when I win a favor in a card game, you know I'm going to collect on it.”

“I don’t remember agreeing to any of this,” you stuttered but she only got closer, her hand sinking into the bed and leading you into her. "And where does this even come from?"

“Yes. You agreed to the handcuffs." She tried remembering. "About the handcuffs... I saw Yujin and Xiaoting unnie do it a while ago and I wanted to try it." You were terrified. "You knew this was coming... sometime. So how about now?” Chaehyun said, her voice becoming more and more teasing. “Come on... you said I was going to have a chance to be in charge. So...?”

“No let's not do that okay? It doesn't sound like a good idea," you blurted out, your body trembling in fear.

“Mmm, good, I like it when you are scared.” Chaehyun kissed you. You knew it was bad but you couldn't resist her lips. “I know just what I want. Trust me. Give me that wrist…” The cold handcuffs tied you to the bed, hands up and eyes down you couldn’t do anything else. 

“Now. I need to rest my head somewhere comfortable... and get warm again. So I've decided you're going to be my pillow. For now, that's your job,” Chaehyun said. Ironic coming from her, the human pillow, she was soft from head to toe. 

“Really? But my hands are cold.”

“Yes. I don't care if your free hand is cold. Keep that to yourself. The rest of you is nice and warm.”

“For how long?” you asked.

“What? Until I say it's time, of course.”

“I…”

“No, I didn't say you had a choice in the matter. This is how it's going. Period.” Chaehyun walked down the bed and laid her face on your chest. The moment she sat on your lap, feeling her body laid on between your legs, you were instantly flustered. You couldn’t help but feel the warmth creeping up on your cheeks. “Juuust like that... Mmmmm,” she purred. 

“Is this really necessary?” you stuttered.

“What? I have to cling to warm things to be warm. Especially when the ‘warm thing' is you. That’s why I need to cuddle with you all the time; because you’re warm, and I need to be warm or else I'll be cold and weak and sad.”

“I’m sure there are other warm things,” you said. You were too embarrassed and your cheeks were of a vibrant red. Her smile was a vibrant glow, she was way too amused.

“Shut up, you love cuddling with me too, and you know it. Just let me hold you and leech off of your warmth.” Chaehyun laughed. “And you’re so cute, I can’t resist.”

“You’re really a parasite,” you said.

“Am I a cute parasite, at least?”

“Yes,” you admitted.

“Thank you! You’re cute too,” she said, ruffling your hair. “That's it. We're going to relax right here like this. And I promise I'll do my best not to touch you with any freezing cold hands while we're at it, as long as you do the same. Deal?”

“Fine.”

“How's the position of that arm there? Are you comfortable so far? Or is it…”

“Kinda uncomfortable.”

“I see. Ok, let's just - hey! Whaa–” You saw an opening and had to take it. With a smooth sweep, you freed your legs and tried to escape to the other corner of the bed. “No, don’t roll over! Come back! Really? Come on. Where do you think you're going to go anyway?” 

Chaehyun almost got thrown off the bed but she was good enough to quickly duck your legs. “What-- oh, try to push me off, huh? Just - look. Stay still, will you? Mmf. Oh, you asked for it–”

A fire lit up inside Chaehyun and she grabbed both of your wrists forcefully holding you down. An devilish grin appeared on her face. “Do you really want to do this the hard way? Just... stay still. Ha. There.”

“Let me go.”

“No. I told you. It's not up to you.” Chaehyun laughed more. The more you struggled, the more she had fun and the more it was satisfying to get her way. “You need some cuddle therapy, and you're going to enjoy it whether you like it or not. Do I need to cuff your other hand to the bed too?”

She had a better position and you wouldn’t have been able to resist her anymore. If she were to trap both of your wrists, you’d be dead. So you quieted down.

“Ok. That's right. Tell me, who's in charge here?”

“Y-you, Chaehyun,” you blushed. “Yes, mommy.”

“Mmmmm, good. I like the sound of that. Say it again.”

“You, mommy.”

“Yes. Well, that's better.” Her grip got softer as she relaxed on top of you. “Now. Are you going to be good?” You nodded. “Ok. Turn on your side if that's more comfortable. I'll just stay... right there.

“Better?” she kissed you. That's right. We're here until I'm ready to let you up. Which might be... oh, maybe in another two hours. I'm nice and comfortable now that we warmed each other up. All right. We are going to take a minute and enjoy how this feels.”

Chaehyun let out a harsh breath and leaned over, putting her hands on your chest, slowly coming closer. Her hands were paws, a cat with not-so-good intentions, and they gently made their way to your neck, making you feel shiver all the way down your body. Her legs were straddled on you, her fingers beside your chin, and she got closer and started pecking your lips whispering in between each one.

“You can just stop a minute. There are no errands to run... nobody has to be at work... nothing's going to happen if we leave the dishes alone for a while…”

“You also have a lot of stuff to do for your group,” you said. “I don’t want you to get caught up later.”