Re: eddie/steph
You blindfolded. Possibly tied to the bed. Probably tied to the bed. Unable to do anything as I slllowwwlly undress you and tease you and drive you mad, not able to even touch me as I have my way with you. Then finally, when you're so close to begging, I untie you. [Blink. Blink.] Or vice versa. [...] I've got other, boring ones, too. [Blink.] You're the sexy lit professor with a tattoo sleeve who always has them rolled and who always recites poetry like it's his lifeline, and I'm the young freshman in your seminar. There's heated glances and biting lips. Me bending over so you can juuusttt get a peek. You leaning over my shoulder to read something and breathing on my neck. The other students can see it, but it's just so inappropriate until one day you make me stay after class to work on a paper because you can't take it anymore. You take me on every single surface of that classroom you can.
[A couple blinks.] Or to be watched. Sometimes I think about keeping our door unlocked.
[EMBARRASSED blink after all that.] I am definitely Damian from Mean Girls.