Narcissa Malfoy x reader

Brat - part 1

Summary: You're being a brat lately, until Narcissa has had enough of your attitude.

Warnings: fluff, teasing, implied dom!Narcissa

In the last few weeks you've been pushing your girlfriend's buttons in her eyes. Narcissa, as a naturally jealous and possessive woman, became jealous of the waitress who hit on you at the restaurant you two went on a date a few nights ago, which made you feel irritated with your girlfriend. Last week you got sick because you had been stubborn enough not to listen to your girlfriend and put on a jacket when she told you to. Adding to Narcissa's jealousy, possessiveness and overly protective behavior (and your stubbornness), you're PMSing, so you've been having more mood swings and been more annoyed with everything lately, which has been making you act like a brat, at least in your girlfriend's eyes.

You two are in the kitchen at her house, Narcissa is preparing you two dinner. She's complaining with you about your bratty behavior, scolding you.

"You are being a spoiled brat. I've told you not to talk to that waitress who was practically throwing herself onto you. And why didn't you put on the goddamn jacket I gave you? Instead you got sick. It's like everything I do or say you do the opposite. Why are you having such an attitude?" Narcissa asks as she puts the pasta onto two separate plates. "Sometimes you are so frustrating!" she's scolding you for about five minutes now.

Clearly annoyed and with no patience to hear the older woman's lecture over your recent behavior, you huff, rolling your eyes before standing up from the seat you were sat, slamming your hands on the table. "I am done with this conversation now."

Narcissa puts the plate in her hand down and crosses her arms, an expression on her face that makes you shiver with fear. "SIT BACK DOWN."

Her loud tone and cold expression makes you gulp, quickly sitting back down on your seat. You know what it means when she starts to use her 'domineering' voice. "I'm sat..."

A smirk spread across Narcissa's face as her intimidating expression softens, taking a step towards you and placing a hand on your chin.

"I think someone's bratty attitude needs fixing." she gives your chin a pinch and a little tug to make you look up at her. "Do you know what happens when you misbehave, darling?" she looks into your eyes as she leans close and whispers into your ear in a stern but seductive tone. "Bad girls get punished."