Breathe

The Event: Part 8

Also basically smut. Also not essential to the story, but I like writing smut. This is also heavy kink. 

One month later

They walked into the event space and he kissed her forehead and smacked her ass, telling her to behave. She gave him a cute smile and he knew she was planning something evil.

"Either you behave, or I'll make you behave." He warned. He was wearing his simple jeans, t-shirt and hoodie. Safiya was wearing a little black dress with a hood over her black lace lingerie. He had asked her to wear her collar so everybody would know that she was owned and not to touch her. The event was not for anything in particular, mostly just to communicate, catch up and to swap stories and ideas.

"I always behave!" He frowned at her words. "Just not necessarily well." With that, she pranced off with a grin and he sat down with a sigh. Not even 5 minutes later, he saw her run by with a drink in her hand. She wasn't meant to be drinking. He frowned, reaching out to grab her with one arm. She yelped as she was pulled into his lap. The drink was removed and handed back to the girl running after her with a quick apology. Safiya grabbed his face in her hands, kissing him passionately as she got up. Logan tasted the slight taste of alcohol and grabbed her hand as she turned to walk away again.

"I told you not to drink."

"That's your alcohol you can taste," she said.

He looked flatly at her. "Who said I could taste alcohol?"

"Oh. I, um, just assumed that why you thought I had had a drink. So I was just saying that the taste of alcohol comes from you." She rambled.

I haven't had a drink yet."

"Oh." She said. "Oops."

"Oops? What do you mean, oops?! I told you to behave!" He said shortly.

She managed to squirm away from him, stepping just out of reach as he tried to grab her again. "Come here." Logan ordered. She giggled and walked backwards slowly as he growled, "Do. As. You. Are. Told."

She turned around and started running. He leapt up, chasing her, "Why are you running away? Get back here!" She kept running. She turned a corner and ducked beneath a table, finding somebody else under there. They blinked at each other, before the other girl stuck out her hand.

"I'm Jess."

"I'm Safiya. You're Eric's girl, right?"

"Yeah, I am. You're Logan's girl?"

Safiya nodded, shushing the other girl as she heard footsteps. Logan stopped, hearing voices under a nearby table.

"What did you do?" A voice whispered.

A giggle he recognized. "I made him grrr at me."

"How?" with a returning giggle.

"I did exactly what he told me." Another giggle.

He chuckled silently to himself, crouching down to see under the table. He picked up the tablecloth, whispering "Boo!" as he locked eyes with his little brat. She shrieked and tried to crawl away. His hand caught Safiya's arm, dragging her out.

He gave her an evil grin. "Ohh, you are in so much trouble, Princess." She was pulled into an empty room and forced over his knee. Logan pulled up her dress, spanking her. "This," he said in between the sounds of his hand hitting her bare skin, "is for running away from me."

Safiya giggled before letting out a surprised gasp as she was placed on his shoulder. He walked out with her bare ass on display towards the kitchen. All she could do was hold onto his belt and try not to slip. Nobody took much notice until he stopped in front of the host.