"Am I in danger? Should I be wearing a hardhat?"
From Create Your Own Story
Len's smile twists a little, and the look in his eyes shifts to a darker kind of amusement. He crosses his arms over his muscular chest, thick arms bunching. He raises one eyebrow, and his voice drops lower than his already deep timbre.
"Danger?" Len pauses. "Little late to be asking about that, ain't it, fuckboy?"
You swallow. Len takes a step towards you.
"I mean, you let me blindfold you..."
He steps closer. You can't help it, you move back - and your back hits the edge of a pallet of drywall.
"Then, you let me bring you somewhere you've never been, didn't you?" he says, and uncrosses his arms. He leans forward, bracing his arms on either side of you, pinning you against the pallet and looking down at you.
You nod, biting your lip.
"And you're alone, with me," Len says. "In an empty building." He presses closer to you, and you can smell the sweat and feel the heat of him as he presses against you. "And I am a lot bigger than you, aren't I, fuckboy?"
You nod again, a shiver deep in your stomach rising at his words.
"And you want to know if you're in danger?" He leans back, looking more less like a construction worker fantasy and more like what you're realizing me might actually be: a dangerous, large, and aroused man who has you pretty much at his mercy.
You say...
