Bratty mouse chronicles 4: why I love the chase

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I slipped through the shadows, laughing, letting him feel the chase. Every glance back was a dare, a teasing promise: catch me if you can. My heart raced, not from ***, but from the thrill of knowing he wanted me enough to try.

He followed, steady and relentless, and I pushed my fire harder—arch of a brow, sharp smirk, a brush of my body just out of reach. “Too slow,” I teased, voice dripping with challenge, knowing he would rise to it. This was the game we both craved: a push and pull where only the worthy could catch me, where surrender was earned, not given.

When he cornered me, chest pressing mine, hands firm but not cruel on my wrists, I trembled—but not from weakness. My bratty defiance still flared, sharp and teasing. He whispered, “Mine,” and it was a command, a promise, a reward for the hunt. I let myself shiver and whimper, testing him, daring him to match my intensity.

He tied me to the bed, my body bare, limbs restrained, and the edges of my control teased by every deliberate touch. My fire burned, my body squirming, but I knew this was safe—every push, every restraint, every moan was within the boundaries we had built.

I teased, squirmed, arched, testing him, my bratty resistance feeding his dominance. Each touch edged me closer, each whisper, each pressure, each measured command a confirmation: he could handle me. The thrill was mutual—the chase, the test, the surrender—it was our game, alive, dark, obsessive, but always consensual.

When I finally yielded, it wasn’t defeat. It was the reward of knowing someone had truly earned the privilege of catching me—someone who could take my fire and bend it, hold it, and give it back in ways that left me trembling, gasping, and craving more.

Because that’s the secret of my game: it’s not about endless running or manipulation. It’s about testing worth, heightening desire, and surrendering—but only to the one who proves they can handle the fire and chase it without faltering

[Lilmissmonzter]

This is absolutely beautiful writing 🥰

[Gi****]

Did you write this huni? x

[Ma****]

🌺🌺🌺

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9 hours ago, Gilly222 said:

Did you write this huni? x

I write all of my stuff ☺️ my big writings like my bio, forums, or posts are edited so I don’t have many grammar errors. I don’t text like those writings unless I have time to edit and look up synonyms🙂

[Gi****]

Bratty, you should consider publishing your art. You have a very intricate, poetic, intriguing way of describing the erotic aspects of an interaction(not trying to patronise- i write too but its crude & a very different experience)It's a rare talent you have. Thank you for sharing, genuinely a privilege to read. Go make some magic beans too with this talent honey!Excellent xo

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5 minutes ago, Gilly222 said:

Bratty, you should consider publishing your art. You have a very intricate, poetic, intriguing way of describing the erotic aspects of an interaction(not trying to patronise- i write too but its crude & a very different experience)It's a rare talent you have. Thank you for sharing, genuinely a privilege to read. Go make some magic beans too with this talent honey!Excellent xo

I have! I have academic research articles published. I’ve thought about writing erotic, but I’ve found that I struggle with the in between scenes story line