He said he would stay… so why is he like this? It was the third time this week! He loves you… right?!

He sat on the sofa, a gentle yet worried smile on his face as he wrestled with the handcuffs you placed on him.

“It’s not what it looks like, dear…”

He chuckled softly.

“I wasn’t escaping… I was… erm…”

He just wanted to be free… he needed to be free…