You were a handful.

It was the truth.

And not even you could deny it.

He had to be at the club before eight

and it was already six thirty five,

three hours after he initially told

you to get your cute little butt in the bathroom

so that he could give you a bath

but you had decided otherwise,

being sassy and having an attitude with him,

running around the apartment in your underwear,

leaving your toys strewn around everywhere.

Intense blue eyes on you,

you could see he wasn't entertaining

your shit anymore,

freezing in the hallway

in your cute little underwear,

clutching your stuffie to your chest. No

"Look..."

He chuckled bitterly.

"It's been three hours.

I told you to get 'cha little ass in that bathroom,

it's not that hard hm?

Drop the attitude.

You're not as cute as you think you are,

little girl"

Staring back at him,

you thought about it for a few moments.

Did you want to give in

or did you want to take it further?

If you did,

Would that lead to spankies?

"Can I take mr snuggles in with me?"

You asked him curiously.

An irritated sigh leaving his mouth,

he rolled his eyes at your innocence.

"Just get in the bath,

alright?"

He scoffed,

pulling out a cigarette,

placing it between his lips to light it.

"I need a fucking cigarette.

I'll be there in a minute.

Take everything off.

Don't test me,

sweetheart.

I'm this close to whopping ya little ass"