He came home after a long night at work. She had asked Him earlier if she could prepare for Him. He had granted her request, curious at what she had planned. He knew her mind so well, but she was getting damned good at surprising Him.
He set His keys and the mail down on the counter. He noticed that all of the lights in the apartment were off except for one in the living room. He stepped through the dining room and immediately took in the scene before Him. His eyes opened wide in surprised disbelief of what He was seeing. Before Him, kneeling in the center of the living room, was His beloved submissive. He had come home in the past to find her kneeling, waiting for Him to arrive, but this time was much different. This time she had made herself as completely vulnerable as she possibly could have on her own, despite the fact that some of what He saw before Him He knew bordered on panicking her not long ago.
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She heard Him pull up in the car. "Oh god, He's here. This is it," she frantically thought. She willed herself to take a deep breath. She had planned everything down to the smallest detail. She opened up the freezer and took out the bowl of ice she'd prepared. She walked into the living room and set it down on the glass coffee table. She knelt down in the center of the living room and prepared herself. Then she heard the key turn in the deadbolt and her heart drummed uncontrollably within her chest.
As the lock clicked her heart hammered loudly in her ears. She heard His keys fall onto the counter and His footsteps on the linoleum as He crossed the kitchen. There was a pause in what she could hear. Was He on the carpet? Was He looking at her? What was He thinking? Her mind was racing. Then suddenly she knew He was looking at her when she heard His surprised gasp. She wished she could see His eyes. She wished she could smile up at Him. She could feel His presence as He knelt down beside her and whispered in her ear, "Oh, angel."
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