“Where is it?”

Beth sounds exasperated. She got back from her major class a couple of minutes ago, saying a quick hello to me, to which I responded with an inarticulate grunt, not even looking up from my laptop. Then I heard her say a confused, “Wha?” a few seconds later, and after that there were lots of rustling noises as she searched through her bedside table, her desk, her bedclothes, her closet... Having not found what she’d been looking for, she stomped over to me.

I turn in my chair, frowning up at her. “Where’s what?”

Her eyes seem to narrow in surprise as they fall on my mouth, but she recovers quickly. “You know what!”

“Hard to know when you won’t tell me,” I point out.

“You asshole. C’mon, where’d you hide it?”

She’s trying to look grumpy, but she can’t hide her smile of amusement, embarrassment, and, if I’m not mistaken, just a hint of arousal.

“Hide what?”

She lowers her gaze, seeming unable to meet my eyes as she answers, blushing prettily. “My pacifier,” she mumbles. “Where’d you put it? It’s not where I normally leave it...”

“Pacifier?” I ask, my eyebrows shooting up. “You have a pacifier? I don’t understand, Beth. You’re an adult woman - why would you have a pacifier? That doesn’t make any sense...”

“You’re such a dick,” she laughs, putting a hand to her forehead as her cheeks turn an even deeper shade of red.

“No, I mean, I’m not judging - but I don’t know where it is. I have no idea what you’re talking about - I’ve never seen it before in my life...”

She stares at me, shaking her head in disbelief. “But - no, but you - I -” she splutters.

Fuck, the look on her face is just too much. A smile splits my face, a snort escaping my nose. “OK, I can’t keep this up any longer,” I cackle, shuddering with mirth.

“You absolute...” She punches me on the upper arm.

“Ow!” I squeal, jumping up from my desk chair and backing away a couple of steps, raising my hands defensively. “I’m sorry, that was just priceless!”

“That was so mean,” she fumes, crossing her arms. “Trying to make me doubt everything...”

“You did for a moment, didn’t you?” I tease her, still keeping a little bit of distance between us, wary of being hit again. “Just for a second, you wondered if you’d dreamed it all. The dummies -”

“Not even for half a second,” she insists. “Now where the fuck is it?! Tell me, or next time I punch you in the face...”

“Nah, you won’t,” I say with a big grin. “You like my face too much.” As she makes some indignant murmurs, I pull my white fluffy sweater off over my head, revealing the sexy red lingerie I bought specially for her. “Not to mention, the rest of me.”

Her eyes go wide, but she makes an effort not to look at my tits. “You think you can get round me with this?” Her lips have formed into the cutest pout. She puts her hands on her hips, which only makes her look more adorable.

“Maybe not. But I can get round you with this.”

Beth’s defiance has worked to my advantage - because she only allowed herself a brief glimpse of my lingerie-clad body, she didn’t see the weird bulge in one of the bra cups. Reaching inside, I draw out her pacifier, holding it up in her sightline. Her eyes instantly lock onto it, her petulant expression melting into one of yearning. She steps forwards, reaching for it - but I plant my hand on her chest, while I lift her pacifier into the air. She lets out a feeble whimper and tries to snatch it from me, but she’s not fast enough.

Darting around her, I wrap an arm around her, pinning her upper arms to her torso, and hold the soother above her head. She looks like she’s actually trying to reach for it with her lips as she struggles helplessly in my embrace, my left boob squishing against her back.

“Admit it,” I giggle into her ear, “we have so much more fun these days. You love it when I mess with you like this...”

“Nngh - fuck you,” she whines. “Just gimme - you’re such a jerk - why would you - lemme go - get the fuck ommmph. Mm. Mmmm...”

I wrap my other arm around her too, its hand empty now, her protests abruptly cut off by me giving her exactly what she wants. She still wriggles in my arms, trying to get free, but her resistance is even weaker now. We’re just gonna stand like this for a while, me rocking her back and forth, until I’m sure she’s totally surrendered to me. It shouldn’t take too long. We’ve done a little resistance play in the last couple of months, snatching each other’s pacifiers and using them to taunt and tease each other.

She always gives in pretty quickly.

Once she’s calm, I’ll have her strip off and get on all fours on the bed. I’ve got a new double-ended strap-on I’d like to try with her. Even better, now my little game’s over and done with, I can have my own pacifier. It’s been hard for me not to wear it while perpetrating this prank - but worth it for how flustered Beth got.

And it’ll be worth it for that rush of pleasure I’ll get when I slide it back between my lips.