For the Kai/Ming-Ming WAVE!

Handcuffs and ropes – both fluffy

Handcuffs and ropes – fluffy.

A shiny silver vibrator – tucked away under lacy lingerie.

Six crumpled pictures of men and women with more bare skin than IQ points – under the mattress.

Well-thumbed old love letters, written in blue and black, pink and silver, purple, grey; blood?! – under the chest of drawers.

Kai sat, stunned, in the middle of the floor, their bedroom a mess. He had rummaged everywhere after taking seriously Ming-Ming’s taunt that she could do fine in sexual matters without him.

His eyes fastened again on the vibrator, compared, and a cold shiver of inadequacy crept up his spine.

I LOVE this one!

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