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[boywholives]

We were invited to a late lunch today with Shane and Amelia, but decided to stay in instead. Emmy has been a right terror the past couple of days, and I for one did not want to reward her with an afternoon coddling her favourite plaything. Honestly, I'm about at my wit's end with her...she's deliberately been contrary, and when I told her that I

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[dracolicious]

I didn't give her any presents while I was up there, Potter, so stop giving me that look.

[boywholives]

I don't believe you.

[dracolicious]

Bollocks. Go upstairs and see for yourself.

[boywholives]

No. I'm comfy.

[dracolicious]

My foot would be just as comfy resting up your arse, but we don't always get what we want.

[boywholives]

As much as I appreciate your clever ideas for the bedroom, that doesn't particularly appeal to me.

[dracolicious]

If I was that determined, you wouldn't have a choice.

[boywholives]

You think so, do you?

[dracolicious]

I know so, thanks.

[boywholives]

If you ever tried something that I didn't want or like, I'd have you on your back in two seconds flat with your arms and legs tied to the bedposts.

[dracolicious]

Promise?

[boywholives]

I didn't say it would be our bed, mind. I meant the guest room, of course.

[dracolicious]

Aww. Too bad.

[boywholives]

That's the whole point of punishments...haven't we discussed this already?

[dracolicious]

But punishing me by withholding sex is like . . . cutting off your nose to spite your face. It just isn't practical.

[boywholives]

Ah, but the lesson is so much more important than my carnal needs.