#Draw

This was a near instantaneous challenge on Twitter.  Lady Grin Soul asked for the prompt, Ruby Kiddell gave it. Aisling Weaver provided the goading. –M

Draw

We eyed each other warily over the clean, bare expanse of the bed. I had my crop. She had her handcuffs. This showdown had been a long time coming. All week, in fact. A pinch here, a poke there, a leer, a double entendre. It would end tonight, with only one of us left standing. Or able to sit. We’ve gone up against each other before. I’m stronger, she’s faster. Her right eyebrow arched, my left eye squinted in response. No outcome was certain. The links of the cuffs jingled once, my hand twitched on the crop. “Draw” she said.