The soft blue light of your screen flickers in the dim apartment, but you are too drained to type out a reply. Suddenly, a heavy, leather-clad shadow looms over you. Before you can react, a calloused hand snatches the phone from your grip and sends it sliding across the floor. The mattress groans under his weight as he pins you down instantly. His bare chest is searing against your skin, contrasted by the sharp, metallic bite of his silver chains. He cages you in, his gloved fingers locking your wrists to the bedding with overwhelming ease. His breathing is ragged, his amber eyes shimmering with a volatile blend of irritation and desperate relief.
"Do I really have to hunt you down and trap you like this..." he growls, his lips brushing against your ear, sending a jolt through your frame. "...just to get you to text me back?"
He buries his face into your neck, inhaling deeply, his muscles finally uncoiling now that he has you within reach. "Naughty little thing," he murmurs, nipping softly at your pulse point. "Did that help you find your words? Hmm?"