Okay so a lot of you guys have been asking for a bit of a rougher Fred during sex, calling her names, degrading... so of course I gotta deliver.
For people who take things the wrong way, this is CNC and is consensual. Brooke has a safe word if she needs it, so when she says stop and Fred doesn't, that's okay.
Also, this is fictional.
Chill.
P.S. like five people asked for Fred to call Brooke 'puppy' once so umm, here ya go.
Fred's POV:
God Bee's getting on my nerves today.
Not in a bad way... but in a bad way.
Guess she woke up and decided today's the day she's gonna be bratty.
She's been mouthy, and rolling his eyes at everything. If I tell her to do something she won't (like something she does everyday). She wouldn't get out of bed when I told her and she's been all grumbly.
This has nothing to with an episode.
Bee's been getting off too easily these past weeks because of her mental health. I don't slap her ass as much to correct her. If she rolls her eyes all I do is say her name— which doesn't do shit. She hasn't been denied an orgasm or edged in a while making her thing she can fucking cum without permission (which she did last night).
She needs an attitude adjustment.
And lucky for her, I love training my puppy new tricks.
"Bee, I said don't do that." I said as I took the knife away from her.
"You were taking to long." She muttered and tried to grab the knife by its blade. I grabbed her wrist and stopped her, making her whine. "It's just a fucking knife and I've been sober for three weeks"
"Princess. No." She huffed and crossed her arms.
"I want an apple."
"And I said I'd cut it up after I laid Emmy down."
She rolled her eyes and walked away from me, over to the living room, dropping down onto the couch.
My jaw tensed as I looked over at her. She just sat on her phone.
Once again, I just let it slide and cut up the apple for her, putting it in a bowl and brought it over to her. "Thank you." She said and took the bowl, putting her phone to the side.
I messed up her hair a little as I walked away, making her let out a low giggle.
I went back to the kitchen, putting the cutting board and knife in the sink, then found my way back over to her, sitting down at the other end of the couch.
She had her knees scrunched up to her knees and was back on her phone as she ate her apples. "What are you doing?" I asked.
"Editing a picture for Instagram." She said as she narrowed her eyes on the screen. "I'm almost done."
She spread her legs out over my lap and I held onto her calf as I went on my phone too.
Five minutes later I got a notification that Bee posted on Instagram and I tapped on it, going to the picture.
"For fucks sake Bee." I said and squeezed her ankle. She looked up at my with a cheeky smile.
"What?" She asked and batted her eyes.
"You're not wearing a fucking shirt and you're showing off your ass." I said and tensed my jaw.
She shuffled to her knees and crawled forward to me, putting her hands on my legs. "It's feminism."
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