[ she laughs when he starts pulling her arm, excitement and nerves flaring up all at once because maybe she wasn't expecting him to actually follow through with this, but maybe she really doesn't mind that he is. like, at all. but she still puts up a little resistance, for the sake of the game, before settling across his lap. well, settled in a vague sense, because she's actually a bit squirmy ]
Maybe we should think of another punishment. You know, if you're not into this whole spanking thing.
[ still just playing along, but that's probably obvious because she's not exactly trying to move away, finger gripping in the sheets as her back arches a little bit. though she'd blame that on the fact that she's trying to peek at him from over her shoulder ]
[She was laid out over his lap, butt smeared with gold streaks, stripes of it along her sides and over her back as well and he just enjoyed the view for a moment. Then he saw her looking back at him and lifted a hand, waving it at her.]
Or maybe someone's trying to worm out of their totally legit punishment.
[The hand came down, but it was a tentative slap, more of a pat, really. Didn't even make a sound. But he patted at her butt, sort of liking the whole naked in bed thing along with their faux punishment.]
[ but she sees that hand, being all handy, and her toes are maybe kind of curling up because she's expecting him to just go for it, but. instead. he's just kind of resting his hand there. which is fine? she thinks it's fine. also a little confusing. ]
[As much as he wanted to do this, and he could see she did as well, he was balking at the idea of possibly hurting her. Like, actually hurting. Even if it was in fun, he would still hurt her and he'd already done that with the handcuffs.
But she was giving him that look like 'you pussy', so he lifted his hand and brought it back down a little harder. Her butt jiggled and he found he kind of liked that.]
[ her face drops forward with a gasp after that second smack, and it's a weird kind of pleasurepain she's pretty sure she's never felt before. it's not the same as biting, because biting's an obvious thing, it's teeth and mouths and hotwet pressure, but for some reason she's not even concerned with the soft slap-sting of his hand, she's pretty much zeroing in on everything else about the situation. that Stiles, her sweet loverboy, is actually going through with this. gods, that's so, so hot. ]
There we go. [ she rocks her hips a little bit, smiling against her arm ] Try a little harder for me.
[He'd been about to ask if it hurt, but she was gung ho to keep going, so he looked down and lifted his hand again, biting his lip as he brought it down on the other cheek a little harder. It stung his palm a little this time and when he lifted his hand away, he could see the outline of his hand starting to show on her ass. Okay... that was kind of hotter than it should be.]
Yes. [ that makes her yelp, a little sound trapped behind lips pressed shut, so ehh, maybe it's more of a moan, but her hands grip in the sheets and one of her knees bends, just to stop her from squirming off of his lap. her face is red, she can feel her blush, especially when she turns her face to hide her smile in the blankets. ] Gods, Stiles. [ I'm so into this and it's kind of embarrassing but then kind of not at the same time ]
[He hesitated to do it again, not sure if that was a good 'gods, Stiles' or a bad one. While she wasn't actively trying to get off him, she might just be trying to put on a brave face or something and he didn't want to go past any boundaries with her. Not like that, anyway.]
Yeah, but the good kind. [ she clears her throat, pretending to re-situate herself across his lap, but really she's moving just for the sake of it. ] The, ah, really good kind. Just don't go for the same spot twice in a row.
Um. [ never in her life did she think she'd need a safe word, like really, ever. but. here they are. ] Yeah, sure. Let's make it just 'cinnamon', though, in case five syllables is too many. [ she stretches out a bit then, arms reaching out in front of her before she's fussing with the blankets again ] I trust you, though.
[ her toes curl up with that one, a muffled ha! of shock getting swallowed up in the sheets as she hides her face again. it's not a laugh, though, more like a gasp and a cry at the same time. ]
I don't think you're supposed to ask me, I mean, I'm the one being punished here.
[ just casually slipping back into that role, sure ]
[It's harder for him to just slide back into that because he was half concerned and half horny, and both parts were sort of warring, but he liked the way her ass cheek was pinking up, his tongue coming out to lick his lips as he brushed his hand over it.]
You're right. I guess I'll just have to... do this until you've learned your lesson.
[ she chews her lip as she fights to stay still, so used to leaning into his touches or moving in whatever way she has to so she can do some touching of her own, but that's not the point here. so she focuses on staying very still, instead ]
-- If you want to? Maybe I've already learned my lesson.
[ or maybe she's just sensed his hesitation and is giving him an out, if he needs one ]
[ that earns him a whimper, her body jolting a little bit as she feels a shiver jet up her spine. ]
No, no, you're right, I haven't. [ she tenses up a little bit, anticipating more ] Because all I keep thinking is about is the next time I'll be able to send you dirty pictures.
[ okay, okay, tensing up makes it sting a little more, probably because there's less give or- something, but either way, she forces herself to relax, although really the tension just moves from her thighs up to her shoulders and into her hands, which are pretty much permanently stitched into the sheets now ]
But I like thinking about you getting nice and hard for me while you're still at work. I want to be all you ever think about.
[ there's some truth to it, because sure, she likes knowing that Stiles thinks of her, but she's exaggerating, beyond that. pretty much just trying to play a part here. ]
I can think about you without having to react to that. Physically. I'd rather not have a dish rack protruding from my crotch. Someone might try to hang their coat on it or something.
[He let his hand smooth over her ass, sliding it over to the other cheek and giving it a light pat before he followed it with a sharper slap.]
[ okay that makes her laugh, which ends up turning into another moan, only louder this time because she was laughing and it's impossible to control her mouth, apparently, that's the moral here. she bites into her lip like that might take back the yelp, but it doesn't last ]
No. I'm going to keep doing it, until eventually you'll have no choice but to hang out with me always.
No. [ she tried to sound petulant, but it was too, uh, sexy, probably. she's not sure how a "no" could sound sexy, but that's what happens when it comes out in the middle of a spanking, apparently. ] I want you here in my bed, always.
[A very apt name, now that her ass was pinking up. He shifted a little, feeling his cock start to fill, waiting until she could feel it prodding at her.]
[ when she does feel him, all she does is whine a bit, a first, a quiet keen as she shifts her weight forward a bit, so she feels him against her thigh instead of her hip. not that she's exactly boney, but if he smacks her again and her body shifts, she'd rather not dig her hip into him on accident. plus she can feel him better against the front of her thigh, and the new angle it makes her upper body dip down a little more, bringing her ass up more ]
The only thing that isn't feasible here is you thinking you can spank away my naughty habits.
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Maybe we should think of another punishment. You know, if you're not into this whole spanking thing.
[ still just playing along, but that's probably obvious because she's not exactly trying to move away, finger gripping in the sheets as her back arches a little bit. though she'd blame that on the fact that she's trying to peek at him from over her shoulder ]
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Or maybe someone's trying to worm out of their totally legit punishment.
[The hand came down, but it was a tentative slap, more of a pat, really. Didn't even make a sound. But he patted at her butt, sort of liking the whole naked in bed thing along with their faux punishment.]
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[ but she sees that hand, being all handy, and her toes are maybe kind of curling up because she's expecting him to just go for it, but. instead. he's just kind of resting his hand there. which is fine? she thinks it's fine. also a little confusing. ]
-- Is that- what we're going with here?
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[As much as he wanted to do this, and he could see she did as well, he was balking at the idea of possibly hurting her. Like, actually hurting. Even if it was in fun, he would still hurt her and he'd already done that with the handcuffs.
But she was giving him that look like 'you pussy', so he lifted his hand and brought it back down a little harder. Her butt jiggled and he found he kind of liked that.]
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There we go. [ she rocks her hips a little bit, smiling against her arm ] Try a little harder for me.
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Like that?
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[He hesitated to do it again, not sure if that was a good 'gods, Stiles' or a bad one. While she wasn't actively trying to get off him, she might just be trying to put on a brave face or something and he didn't want to go past any boundaries with her. Not like that, anyway.]
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[Okay, he could work with that. But...]
Should we, ah, is this one of those things we should have a safe word for? I mean like, rollercoaster or apple cinnamon?
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[His hand lifted and fell in a blur, hitting the other ass cheek this time and letting a 'crack' fill the room from the slap. Oh yeah, that stung.]
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I don't think you're supposed to ask me, I mean, I'm the one being punished here.
[ just casually slipping back into that role, sure ]
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You're right. I guess I'll just have to... do this until you've learned your lesson.
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-- If you want to? Maybe I've already learned my lesson.
[ or maybe she's just sensed his hesitation and is giving him an out, if he needs one ]
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I don't think you have.
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No, no, you're right, I haven't. [ she tenses up a little bit, anticipating more ] Because all I keep thinking is about is the next time I'll be able to send you dirty pictures.
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[Another hard, firm slap, his hand resting on her ass and sort of groping it as he felt the heat from her skin under his palm.]
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But I like thinking about you getting nice and hard for me while you're still at work. I want to be all you ever think about.
[ there's some truth to it, because sure, she likes knowing that Stiles thinks of her, but she's exaggerating, beyond that. pretty much just trying to play a part here. ]
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[He let his hand smooth over her ass, sliding it over to the other cheek and giving it a light pat before he followed it with a sharper slap.]
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No. I'm going to keep doing it, until eventually you'll have no choice but to hang out with me always.
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[Another slap and, oh, hello... looks like a part of him was waking back up.]
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[A very apt name, now that her ass was pinking up. He shifted a little, feeling his cock start to fill, waiting until she could feel it prodding at her.]
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The only thing that isn't feasible here is you thinking you can spank away my naughty habits.
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