Be a good boy…

He didn’t have to say it twice.
The way I look at him — the way he freezes — you can already feel the tension in the room.

Hands restrained.
Eyes locked.
Breathing heavy.

This wasn’t soft.
This wasn’t sweet.
This was control.

And trust me…
You haven’t seen the best part yet.

Do you think he behaved?
Or do you think I had to teach him a lesson? 😈