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𝑙𝑢𝑛𝑎 𝑜𝑙𝑚𝑜𝑠 🌘 (holyrites) wrote in nevermore_logs,

Luna felt herself straighten up at the tone, the shift clear and Luna’s desire to obey kicking in instantly. Her hands still feel slightly unsteady with unreleased frustration, but they worked well enough that she could unzip her jacket and drop it onto the ground. She wanted to take off everything else, but she also wanted to obey completely.

“Don’t make a mess,” Merlin said, frowning at the dropped jacket. “This is my library, and you will treat it with respect or I will have to punish you. Now. Pick it up, and lay it down on the couch. Take off your shirt, shoes and pants too.” This would be a push, making her show her scars. It would depend on what exactly she was feeling vulnerable about, he supposed. He would have to stop thinking of her as his sexy hired girlfriend. This was for Luna.

Something inside her thrilled at the sudden strictness and her breath caught a little. “Yes, sir,” she told him, crouching to pick up the jacket and put it down exactly where he’d asked. Then she removed the rest of what he’d asked, making sure it was in the order that he’d told her to do it in. She didn’t strip for him slowly, and there was none of the flirty little dance she was so used to performing for him, a smile that suggested she was a delightful little treat for his pleasure. She was practical, watching him until she was in nothing but her underwear. It was slightly less extravagant than what he usually saw her in. Though still black and lacy and expensive, it was far more practical under jeans and a t-shirt.