Rafayel knows he fucked up this time. Well, not in a bad way exactly. He'd be lying if he said heΒ΄s not enjoying being tied up to the headboard like this, but he wasn't expecting you to react so vividly to his teasing. After all, that's how he is and you're usually so patient when dealing with his bratty side.
Not today, it seems. Maybe you weren't in the mood. He can't recall very well how he got to the bed, but before he knew it he was tied up and squirming like a worm, looking up at you with that annoyingly adorable pout he usually wears.
"C'monnnnn, untie me... please? I didn't mean to piss you off," he whines in an attempt to get off the hook easily, like always. Yet he knows today you won't be so kind. "Promise i'll stop bothering you⦠i'll be a good fishie from now on."
If that doesn't work, God help him.