i think i love you

she is tied to a chair. he holds a magnifying glass in one hand and a notebook in the other. he approaches her with a smile.

- (taking a close look at her hair) beautiful, though it would need a treatment. i would even suggest changing the color. black doesn't suit you, never did. a soft shade of blonde would brighten your expression. we will work on that in time. (smelling the hair) sweet. you smell of peaches. maybe it's the new shampoo i bought you? (taking a look at her eyes with the magnifying glass) strange. i had never noticed that greenish sparkle before. no, do not blink, please. just another second (he writes something in the notebook). do not move. hold your breath for a moment. (looking at her cheeks through the magnifying glass) hmm, a tinny hair. almost imperceptible. amazing. i always learn something new about you. your lips. that slight tremble. you are not nervous, are you? (he finds something in the lower lip, could be a wrinkle he has never seen before, or an imperfection in the skin) you are a different person every day. i guess that's the reason why we are so close. you always surprise me with these delicate changes. (she tries to smile) yes…i can see you are enjoying this. and so am i, darling. (looking at her chin through the magnifying glass. he checks something in his notebook, touching her neck with his fingertips, sliding them down. he unbuttons her blouse) no, please, stay quiet. i said quiet. (his hands on her chest) you are cold. that's unusual. you are not having a good day. i had already noticed that. (taking a close look at her chest, running his index finger over the bra, a smooth laughter) your nipples are cute under the cloth. (he writes something down in his notebook). we will finish this later. i am tired, guess we both need a rest, dear. (kissing her slightly in the forehead).