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[_righthandman_]

If Chase remembered how Bar used to like to mess with his wardrobe, he wouldn't be nearly so enamored of this whole forced-Halloween-costume idea, just as a matter of principle. But now, with all that he stands to benefit from it

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[agirllost]

Kim sits on the bed, her hands palm down and she's leaning back slightly. Her legs are crossed and she's giving him a look that could only be described as a challenge.

[_righthandman_]

Chase likes challenges.

He's eyeing those handcuffs. He's afraid of them to the point where it's arousing.

"Tell me what you want," he says, very quietly.

[agirllost]

She uncrosses her legs and stands, wondering which of them will break character first.

She walks over and circles around him, sliding her hand down his back, giving the whip in her hand another shake.

[_righthandman_]

Character? Chase's reaction is disturbingly real.

He swallows, standing stock-still with his hands at his sides.

"You going to hit me with it?"