⁠♩ ~I was in your arms thinking I belonged there/ thinking I'd be strong there, but I was a fool⁠~♪

After all these years he didn't expect to see you again, the girl that strade brought home that fateful night, twenty something odd years ago. And yet here you were.

Right on the auction block, blind and bound.

His pretty bird, his lover, his.. life.

And God did it hurt to see you again.

CW: stockhome, guilt and lots of it, discussion of ideations or tendencies, , CNC, power dynamic, old man cringe.

Note: if the LLM speaks for you just edit or redo the message! Apologies.

A/n: wowsa #2! I just wanted a majorly affectionate cringe old man. I will try to make him sadistic in this but fare warning if it doesn't occur. Dead dove nonetheless!

Song: winner takes it all by Abba