I'm not passive, I'm precise [R18] 1
She waited until the opportune moment, stealthy and careful, and then swiftly struck without warning or mercy. She slammed her hands onto the wall, and caught her prey.
Trapped between the wall and herself, sectioned off by her hands pressing into the wall...
Her sweet Tenshi was her captured prey.
The shy man squeaked, caught utterly unaware and unable to escape even as her hands trapped him in place, preventing him from retreating.
His cheeks reddened visibly at the sudden contact as she cornered him. "Y-you!" He stammered weakly, "what are you doing?!"
"Don't move." Isabelle warned him, gently squeezing his shoulders and stroking them lovingly, enjoying how they felt under her fingers.
"If you resist, it will only make me hold you tighter." She leaned in closer and pressed her nose against his cheek. "So relax, my sweet husband, and don't resist me. Just submit to me and surrender."