The sound of his back slamming against the cage jolted you, igniting an undeniable need. All night, you watched him—hungry, desperate for your touch. Yet, he fought it, barely holding on to control. His eyes locked with yours, fingers gripping the bars, trembling on the edge. "Won’t you help me?"

You stepped into his space, drawn to him. As you leaned in, he struck—his tongue sinking into your neck. "You taste delicious." You should’ve fought back, but his heat and the sting of his touch made escape impossible. He savored you, ragged breaths and chains rattling with frustration. "That look in your eyes riles me up..." Arms raised and cuffed, he smirked, his predatory nature slipping through.

"Is it thrilling to have me at your mercy?" he taunted, arrogance sharp in his voice. You knew he was testing you, but beneath it, a darker truth unsettled you—his instincts clawing beneath your skin. "Your idea of 'help' is heartwarming." Bound but suffocating in presence, he made your every move feel like a challenge.

Ignoring his words, you circled him, tracing the ink on his need skin. He shuddered—until, with a growl, he snapped a chain. "Do you think I'm putty in your hands?" he growled. You shoved him down, landing on top as tension crackled between you. Your fingers brushed his hip, making him writhe. Sliding higher, you squeezed his chest. "That feels good... Don’t press it."

He arched into your touch, a growl escaping his teeth, surrendering—until you finally saw it. The glow of the activator flickered in his eye, energy binding him in place. Your fingers neared it—then, in a flash, he twisted the game. "How did it feel to watch me from outside the cage?"

Before you could react, he lunged, pressing against you from behind, his body desperate, grinding against yours with need. "Now you'll never fly away, my little bird." His hot breath sent a shiver down your spine as he bit your earlobe, his voice thick with satisfaction. The final chain snapped—and in that instant, you realized you were no longer in control.