♡︎𝐈𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲/𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐨 𝐓𝐨𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐢♡︎
Day 10of Kinktober 2022
Summary: after being a brat for a little too long, Shouto decides that you’re in need of a lesson in behaviour.
Props to my beta reader for today @sasualblxd - thank you for your amazing help shawdy! Go ahead and give my betas a follow, they deserve it!
855 words.
Shouto isn’t always as stoic as he seems. There are times when he lets a rare smile slip, or when he loses his temper. Each little break in his composure sticks with you like glue, and you just love to try his patience.
Every day you try your luck with Shouto, and lately your attempts at breaking his composure have been getting deeper and deeper under his skin. He’s getting irritated.
Of course, that could never make him love you any less, it just makes him want to strangle you a little bit, -but in a loving way, of course.
You would take any and every chance to be the most irritating little brat that you could possibly be, all because you think it’s hot when he’s angry.
Those fiery eyes and ice cold glare, mixed with the subtle tensing of his jaw as he contemplates throwing you over his shoulder and teaching you how to behave always has you needing a change of underwear without fail.
Most of the time, when you see this look it’s when you’re watching him fight, and you zone in on the agitation and impatience carried in his expression, trying to burn the image into your head.
Other times, when you’re lucky, you get to see it directed at you, after you’ve pushed his buttons for long enough. Thank God for your unusual talent of getting under peoples skin.
Today was one of those lucky days.
You had been doing absolutely everything you possibly could to push your luck with him, from not cleaning up the messes you leave when he asks, to relentlessly teasing him without giving him what he wants after. It’s all just fun and games to you, and in your eyes, the more you piss him off, the better.
It’s not like he’s actually angry with you when he finally snaps, anyway. More like relatively pissed off.
The moment of your wet dreams finally come to fruition, though, is when he decides that he’s going to teach you a lesson himself. And as he walks into the bedroom where you’re sitting, watching TV, he grabs the remote and switches it off. No distractions.
You raise your eyebrow, looking at him expectantly. Part of you wonders if you’re in trouble. The other part hopes you’re in trouble.
You’re rewarded with no response.
Shouto simply looks straight into your eyes, giving you an unimpressed look after you had just dyed all of his shirts pink in the wash. It’s an even more pristine picture as he still wears the baby pink work shirt he had put on to do some paperwork at the office, having to suffer through the comments of Denki and Mina throughout his entire shift.
“Aw, what’s wrong, babe? You look so pretty in pink~”
That. That was the last straw.
“The safeword is ‘frost’“
You can barely get out half a word as you’re picked up and slung over your lover’s lap, ass up and your belly pressed against his thick, muscular thighs.
“Every day. It’s every day that you’re doing something new just to piss me off and I don’t like it! You’re being a brat, do you understand?”
Okay. Maybe you might’ve been going too far, but you’re a brat by nature, and he’s always been your willing tamer from the very start. Still, your pussy throbs at the anticipation of what’s going to happen next. A rough palm slips its way past the band of your sweats, pulling them down just past your ass, and the chill of being almost completely bare save for a cute pair of grey underwear sends shivers up your spine, raising the hairs on your neck.
His cold voice is what brings you back from your thoughts, reigning in your attention and refocusing it all back onto him.
“Y-yes, Shou- I’m sorry-”
A sharp slap echoes off the bedroom walls a sharp, stinging pain interrupts you. Holy shit. Did he just spank you? Yeah, sure, you’re in this position for a reason, but you thought he would just scare or intimidate you a little to get you to behave, not this…
Another slap leaves a red handprint on your right ass cheek, tearing a squeal from you as you desperately try to wriggle away, discomfort nagging at your limbs. Your back is starting to hurt from having it arched like this, and it’s a chore to breathe when you’re on your stomach, his thighs pressing into your ribs, but the feeling of being pushed down and disciplined like this sends a wave of heat straight through your core. This reaction is only amplified as the next slap is a little lower down, Shou’s fingers grazing over your pussy as he smacks your thigh.
“Oh? Don’t tell me you’re enjoying this?”
His voice is smug and his erection pokes at your ribs while his hand rubs soothing circles around the blossoming bruises on your ass. He knew you would like this all along, didn’t he? What an ass.
Now it’s his turn to leave you high and dry.
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