Hatred / l.h ✔️

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~Iris' POV~

It took me a few days before my body was finally rid of any pain. For the most part, I stayed inside and did absolutely nothing, which I'm sure might've made some people suspicious if it weren't for the fact that I did that on a daily basis anyways.

I stalked my way into Luke's bathroom in the early morning, leaving him in his bed while I brushed my teeth. He, by some miracle, had woken up before me. I used a spare toothbrush to brush my teeth before I mouth-washed and flossed, glancing up as Luke suddenly came walking into the bathroom. His blue eyes danced over me as I stood in nothing but a pair of his boxers and a sports bra, clenching his jaw. "I don't think I'll ever get tired of seeing you in my clothes." He noted in a mutter, almost to himself. My heart couldn't help but to nearly burst, a blush staining my cheeks. "Shut up." I lamely said, my voice a whisper. I loved when he complimented me.

He only grinned. "I can't help it. You should see yourself how I do." He spoke, that grin still on his lips. Suddenly, though, it faded a little and I noticed the affection that clouded his gaze as he stared at me. "So beautiful." He breathed, as if in shock.

The blush only intensified as I looked at him, shuffling nervously in the spot that I stood. Luke and I had grown so much closer these past few days and I couldn't get enough of it. He treated me more like someone he cared deeply for than just someone he liked to fuck. It was a different type of care from the one Eros had ever showed me, and it was incredible.

My heart hammered in excitement when he stepped closer until he was directly in front of me, so close that I felt our chests brush slightly. He stared down at me, his eyes dark with a deep desire that I could read easily. When his fingertips brushed over my lips, tracing them, my breath hitched in my throat and I shuddered in pleasure. He had hardly touched me at all and I was already weak in the knees. Hell, I was weak everywhere. It took so little.

Suddenly, he slid an arm around my waist and crushed me into his chest. "Let's go. I want to take you to bed." He cooed, using his other hand to pick me up. Shocked, I squeaked, my arms slinging around his neck as he practically marched towards his bed. "What? Right now?" I gasped, clinging to him tightly. "Mm. Right now, Iris. I've missed you too much to wait." He chuckled, dropping me into his bed. I gasped when he reached down and grabbed the bottom of my sports bra, catching me so off guard that he was able to easily yank it over my head. "Luke!" I squealed, trying to shield myself.

Luke only chuckled, brushing his hands along my waist. "You're really trying to hide your tits from me? There's not an inch of you I haven't seen already." He teased, his blue eyes glimmering with amusement. Realizing he was right, I removed my hands from my chest, exposing them to his hungry eyes. "Good girl." He purred, looking me over as he stood. "Why don't you get those off before I get back, hm?" He suggested, pointing down at the boxers that covered my lower half.

Confused, I watched him as he stalked off into his closet, deserting me on his bed. I couldn't help but to be curious as to what he had in store for me.

Like he had asked me, I stripped myself naked and waited awkwardly on his bed, never having been asked to just be waiting naked for a man when he got back. When he did return, I noticed the adjustable handcuffs he had in his grip, surprising me a little. Excitement bubbled up in me as I eyed the black leather restraints, a silver chain connecting the two together. The inner part of the cuffs that would be around my wrists was lined with black fur, whereas the outer part was leather.

A dirty grin slid onto his face as he scanned his eyes over my body, the mere look he was giving me making a pool of desire form between my legs. I bit my lip, looking up at him as he grasped my left wrist and quickly had the leather cuff locked around it. "Turn around on your knees." He muttered, pulling me closer towards him.