Outside, a storm raged. She was sprawled on the bed, carelessly, silk sheets wound around her limbs like captive bonds, and yet, she slept peacefully. Each time the lightning flashed, he caught a glimpse of her smooth skin, latticed with shadows from the ironwork in the window. His heart thudded, painfully. She would be his muse, whatever it took.

 

Caged-back panty. Seduction where you might not expect it.