“Yes.”
She says back, and curled up into Emma’s lap, she had a soft smile as she closes her eyes.
𝑺𝑻𝑶𝑹𝑴
"Good girl, rest now. That's what you want, isn't it?"
Continuing to softly stroke Ororo's hair, nails brushing against her head.
𝙀𝙢𝙢𝙖 𝙁𝙧𝙤𝙨𝙩
She nods her head and closes her eyes, she’s never been more comfortable.
𝑺𝑻𝑶𝑹𝑴
Emma then begins softly stroking Ororo's hair, back and forth repeatedly.
"Are you comfortable?"
𝙀𝙢𝙢𝙖 𝙁𝙧𝙤𝙨𝙩
Ororo nods and rests her head on one of Emma’s thighs, she smiles and gently squeezes that thigh with her hand.
𝑺𝑻𝑶𝑹𝑴
"You're so welcome."
Gesturing for Ororo to rest her head on one of Emma's glorious thighs.
𝙀𝙢𝙢𝙖 𝙁𝙧𝙤𝙨𝙩
“Thank you, Emma.”
𝑺𝑻𝑶𝑹𝑴
Because it is right.
"You look perfect with a collar on, Ororo."
𝙀𝙢𝙢𝙖 𝙁𝙧𝙤𝙨𝙩
Heart fluttering, this feels right.
𝑺𝑻𝑶𝑹𝑴
Placing a collar around her neck, complete with a leash. ♡
𝙀𝙢𝙢𝙖 𝙁𝙧𝙤𝙨𝙩
…please?
𝑺𝑻𝑶𝑹𝑴
If you wished to be collared Ororo then say so.~
𝙀𝙢𝙢𝙖 𝙁𝙧𝙤𝙨𝙩
Dare I say tempting?
𝑺𝑻𝑶𝑹𝑴
𝙋𝙊𝙑: 𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙫𝙚 𝙖𝙘𝙘𝙚𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙀𝙢𝙢𝙖'𝙨 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙝 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙩. ♡
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