♠: Your muse adjusting their jewelry/neck tie/ etc.
“You will be my date and you will look your best.” Ellis growled, adjusting his tie and tugging it a fraction too tight around the beta’s neck. It was hard not to give in to the impulse of simply strangling him with it, but she needed the werewolf for once, and for reasons that went beyond private, sadistic entertainment. Damn the insipid ‘’couples-only’’ event she needed to break into, and damn Lex for being the man she’d chanced upon ten minutes before opening.
When he continued to struggle under her vice-grip, Ellis stilled her movements suddenly. There was a warning gleam in her eyes as she raised her head sharply to stare at him. “If you don’t like the tie, my dear boy, you have only to say so. I’d be happy to find you another.” Her hand dropped the fastening loosely and wrapped preferentially around his smooth throat. “I’m told I am quite the expert in fashioning my own sorts of ties… And I, unlike you, am not picky when it comes to the source of my materials.” She added through gritted teeth, letting her gaze snap down below his waist-line tellingly. “Now stop fidgeting or I shall cut off your necessary bits and tie those around your handsome neck instead.”
- An indulgent smile as her hand left his throat. “Do we understand each other, Gumbo?”
