Stories of Tie Up Games

Part 2.5 - That moment

I squirm on the rug in my bedroom, the soft nylon ropes hugging my wrists behind my back, snug but not too tight—just enough to make me work for it. Jack’s sprawled beside me, all lanky and chill, his grin crooked as he watches me tug. It’s a crisp Saturday afternoon ...

Part 2 - That moment

Jack burst into Kai’s bedroom, the door banging against the wall as he grinned, a squirt gun still dripping from their morning chase dangling in his hand. It was a crisp Saturday afternoon, the light streaming through the window casting playful shadows across the rug. Kai ...

Part 1 - Game?

Jack lounged across the living room couch, an 18-year-old babysitter whose effortless cool barely concealed a restless thirst for dominance. Tall and lanky, his skateboarder’s build boasted wiry muscle from years of tricks and falls. His chestnut hair spilled in a chaotic tangle ...

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The sun was sinking low over Camp Half-Blood, painting the training fields in shades of orange and gold. Percy Jackson, Jason Grace, and Nico di Angelo had spent the afternoon ...