Rating: … PG-13
Warning: Uhm. None really. Brief mention of being tied down. Not explicit.
Notes: Written for burningchaos Request details. Not quite what the request asks for, I suddenly didn't want to get into the smut. -_-; Sorry. 27th fic for June fic-a-day
Silk wrapped around his wrists tying him down to the bed. His little Dragon had lost another duel to him. This was the price he had to pay for being allowed to live. Treize sipped at his glass of wine then went back to slowly swirling the liquid in the glass. He could see how tense the teen was, but knew beneath the mask his Dragon wanted this as much as he did. Why else would he agree to these terms?