AU: In which Stiles frequents Laura and Derek’s café in order to watch Derek, and Laura gets fed up with their pining and decides to get the two to man up and go on a date.
Laura got into rope tying before she got into domination. Summers at sea on her parents’ boat, learning all the knots her brother had gotten to learn in Boy Scouts, was enough to pique her interest but nowhere near enough to satisfy her new urge. The internet was a helpful resource and it wasn’t long before the concept of tying ropes on people came up in her google searches.
From there, it was tutorials and classes and self-tying practice, until she was ready to find a real rope bottom of her own to scene with. She couldn’t wait.
Lydia might have a forceful, take-charge approach in her day to day life, but that didn’t mean she always wanted to be like that. Sometimes she needed to put down all the stress, let herself relax, hand the burden of control over to someone else for a few hours.
Being restrained was freeing, in its own strange way. When she felt strangled by societal bonds, she could replace them with physical ones and watch them unwind in the aftermath of her pleasure.
It was beautiful, too. And there was no part of her that didn’t appreciate feeling beautiful.
The rope glided through Laura’s hands, pulling taut across peach-pink skin as she wrapped it around once, twice, three times. The muscle in Lydia’s back shifted as she allowed herself to be arranged to her Domme’s liking. Another few wraps, a twist here or there, a few simple knots, and she was secure.
All trussed up like this, face slack with the relief of it, Lydia was quite a sight. When Laura tugged at the rope, she arched like a drawn bow, graceful and trembling.
Laura pet her hair and leaned in close to murmur, “Good girl.”
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