Beyond the Mikrokosmos

I am not used to this - Museum IV

“Then use me.”

Your eyes shot open and pure surprise showed up on your face. “I am sorry … what?!” You quickly said, blinking furiously while trying to put together this unexpected sentence.

“Use me to gain back control, Y/N.” He said once again, his voice now trembling slightly. “Don’t hold back. Do what feels right, until you feel safe and grounded again. I want…” He inhaled as if he needed to gain the courage to say what was on his mind. “I want that … too.” A blush crept on his face and with this unsure glance in your direction, you suddenly knew what he meant.

Holy shit.

Was this something you wanted? Something you needed right now? You took your time, letting the prospect of his suggestion dissolve into your system, making sure you were on the same page. And suddenly, when your eyes met again, you knew. It blazed through you like a lightning, clearing out your mind in a matter of seconds.

You tilted your head, a small smirk in the corner of your mouth. “Please explain it more precisely.” The words rolled over your tongue, your tone deep and with a suggestive hint. “How should I use you?”

He gulped audibly, his eyes nervously wandering over you, his hands fidgeting with the hem of his black suit jacket.

“I…I…I…” He tried to say, but his voice cracked.

You chuckled wryly, slowly making your way over to the bathroom’s door and locking it shut with one swift motion. The suppressed ‘Holy shit’ you clearly heard, made you smile with anticipation and your heart started to pick up its pace.

“Lose the jacket and shirt.”

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