Disclaimer: Inception does not belong to me. Apologies for the hiatus!

"I want you to..."

"Yes?"

She paused, and struggled for words. Finally, she looked at him. "I want you to...dominate me."

Arthur blinked, and his mouth sagged open slightly. "Are you..." He bit his lip, and sank back onto the bed. "Are you sure?"

She nodded. "Yes."

He reached out, and took one of her hands. "Listen, this could be..." he looked at the floor.

"Arthur?" Ariadne pressed. "What is it?" her heart was beginning to hammer in her chest. Suddenly, fearing that she'd mis-judged him, she drew back slightly.

He turned back, and looked at her. "Why did you do that?"

"I didn't mean to-" her voice began to falter. "I didn't mean to embarrass you, I just-" every word she tried to articulate turned to mud in her mouth. She felt herself blushing and began to stand up. "I should just-"

"No. Wait."

She blinked. Arthur was looking at her, a newly determined expression on his face.

"Ariadne. If you want this, I'll go along with it. But, remember, I've never-" he faltered - "done this before."

"Not with-" she paused, feeling her face turn scarlet. Arthur almost smiled.

"I've had relationships before, but not one that includes this."

She nodded. "OK." A twinge of jealousy was stirring in her mind, almost prompting her to demand who the relationships were with. She refrained, due to the heightened atmosphere pervading the room.

He walked over to her, and put his hands on her shoulder. "I've never done this with anyone. Made love, yes. But not this."

"Arthur, I do want-" she stopped. "I do want you to make love to me," she whispered.

He nodded. "I know."

She swallowed.

"Listen. You're still partially dressed. Get undressed. Completely."

She nodded. Arthur stood with his arms folded as she shed her remaining clothes. She noticed the change in his voice - it was no longer warm, and slightly husky, but commanding.

He nodded. "Wonderful." He walked over to her, and smiled. "Dominate. I presume you mean-" he raised an eyebrow, and she nodded.

"Right. Bend over."

She nodded, and walked to the end of the bed. As she bent over it, she felt his hand suddenly gilde over her skin, massaging it. She swallowed. The warmth of his touch was surprisingly gentle.

Suddenly, he drew his hand back, and she called out. "Wait!"

He stopped, his hand falling to his side. "This isn't-" she swallowed, and turned her head. "I want you to-"

"What?" he asked, softly, coming close.

"I want you to tie me. And then-" she blushed.

He nodded. "Done."

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