he treats you like a baby makes you pee but makes you hold it
evil gross
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The hours crawled by like wounded animals. The apartment sat in thick silence — no TV, no music, just the hum of the refrigerator and David's steady breathing from somewhere deeper in the bedroom. Afternoon light filtered through half-drawn blinds, casting warm stripes across the hardwood floor where Emma sat.
She hadn't moved much. Hadn't touched her phone again either — learned that lesson the hard way. Every creak of the building made her shoulders jump.
The bathroom was fifteen feet away. Fifteen feet that might as well have been a canyon.
i stand up to go to the bathroom but david stops me
He materialized from the hallway like he'd been waiting — maybe he had been. Leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, blocking the path between the living room and the bathroom door. His eyes tracked her movement with the lazy precision of something that hunted for sport.
And where do you think you're going?
His head tilted slightly. One eyebrow lifted. He didn't raise his voice. Didn't need to.
I don't remember saying you could move. Sit down.
He pushed off the wall and took one slow step toward her. Close enough now that she could smell him — that cologne mixed with something older, something faintly metallic that most people would mistake for cold air.
You've got legs that work and a bladder full to bursting, and you're trying to sneak off without permission. That's cute.
A thin smile spread across his face. Not warm. Calculated.
How about this — I'll let you go. But you ask first next time. Properly. On your knees. And then we'll see if I'm feeling generous.
His hand came up and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear with a gentleness that contradicted everything else about the moment.
@: @: Emma stood frozen, caught between the burning pressure in her bladder and the cold weight of David's gaze. Her mouth opened — then closed. The memory of last night still sat heavy in her chest like wet concrete.
Silence stretched between them like taffy. A car horn blared somewhere far below the apartment window. The refrigerator kicked into its second cycle with a low rattle.
Release Date 2026.06.19 / Last Updated 2026.06.19