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For You, Anything

pairing: florence pugh/reader

warnings: : non-sexual dominance, daddy kink, mentions spanking, pet names (baby, princess), soft dom!flo, sub reader, there’s no smut but reader is thinking about it, allusions (?) to piss kink and it’s brought up.

summary: florence tells you that she wants to dom you outside of the bedroom. you don’t mind.

a/n: a now edited repost

“Hey, baby?” Florence said as she put her Kindle down on the nightstand on her side of the bed. The two of you spent the whole day in bed, relaxing, since Florence had a few days off from filming. You wanted to spend as much time with her as possible.

“Yeah, Flo?” you asked as she turned to face you. You could tell she was a little nervous as she bit her lip, trying to study your facial expression.

“I’ve been thinking, and you know how in the bedroom you call me daddy and things like that?” Florence questioned, causing you to give her an odd look. You were a little confused as to why she was bringing it up.

“Yeah… what about it? You don’t want me to top, do you?” You asked with a raised eyebrow, causing your girlfriend to laugh.

“No, no, don't worry. That’s not it,” she paused, shaking her head with a smile on her face before she continued on. “I have been thinking about non-sexual submission. The thought of doming you outside of the bedroom is something I’m into. If you don’t want to do this, I completely understand.”

You looked away from her, trying to think about what that would entail. Deciding it was best to ask, you spoke up. “So what exactly would we be doing? Or should I say, what would you be doing?”

“Well, it depends on what you’re comfortable with. I’d be picking out your clothes, ordering your food for you, setting a bedtime for you… things like that and your punishments will be a little different. If you need me to spank you and it’s not a punishment, I will. But your punishments will consist of you being in a corner, not allowed to talk for however long I decide to keep you in the corner.” Florence explained. She gave you a few minutes to take in everything she had just told you, not wanting to rush your answer or response.

“I think… I think I’d be okay with this.” You nod, and Florence sat up in the bed.

“Are you sure about this? I don’t want you agreeing just because I want to do this.” She reassured you, causing you to shake your head.

“I want this and I know if I decide I change my mind, I will tell you, babe. I promise.” You smiled softly. Florence turned to look at the clock on her side of the bed before she turned back to you.

“Well, tonight’s the last night you’re staying up past midnight,” she stated before lying back down. Moving onto her side, she wrapped her arms around you. “Goodnight, baby.”

“Goodnight, Daddy.”

——

When you woke up, Florence wasn’t in bed. You weren’t as surprised as you thought you would be, but you remembered she loved getting up early. You looked at the clock, and seeing as it was only seven in the morning, you decided to close your eyes and try to go back to bed.

After five minutes of attempting to go back to bed, Florence called out as soon as she was in the doorway of your shared bedroom. “Good morning, baby! It’s time to wake up,” she cheered, but you shook your head in response.

“Nu-uh, Flo. It’s too fucking early,” you yawned, turning onto your side. You were too preoccupied with trying to go back to sleep to notice Florence walk up to the bed. Pulling the blankets off of you, she then moved to the head of the bed. She pulled your pillows out from underneath you, which caused you to groan. “Let me sleep.”

“No, baby, I’m making breakfast and it’s time to get up and get ready for the day.” She said it more sternly, but this time you decided to listen. “Good girl. The clothes I’ve picked for you are on the bathroom counter. Take your shower and breakfast will be done by the time you come down.”

You nodded, walking out of the room and into the bathroom. A part of me was curious to find out what she picked out for you to wear. Once you were in the bathroom, you noticed that she had picked out one of your favorite t-shirts and a pair of her sweatpants. You bit your lip, realizing she hadn’t left you a bra or underwear out for you. You let it go as you got undressed before getting into the shower.

——

As soon as your shower was done and you were completely dressed, you made your way down to the kitchen. Florence was putting your food on your plate. You gave her a smile as you sat down, grabbing your fork as you went to eat your food.

“Uh-uh, I'm going to cut your food for you, baby.” She shook her head as she made her way to you.

You watched as she grabbed your fork from your hand as she grabbed your knife that was on the table. “Today we’re going to relax for most of the day before I take you out to dinner. When we’re done eating our breakfast here, would you like to watch a movie?”

“Please? Is… is it okay if I pick the movie?” You asked, trying your best to keep your eyes on her.

“You can, baby. But nothing scary,” she stated, picking up some of your pancakes with your fork. Bringing it up to your mouth, she smiled, “Open up.”

Once you took the food off the fork, Florence went to her seat across from you. You ate in comfortable silence, and as soon as the two of you were finished with your breakfast, Florence did the dishes while you decided on which movie the two of you were going to watch.

“Are you okay with us watching ’Free Guy’? It’s not scary.” You tell her as Florence turned the sink off.

“Yes, we can watch that, baby. Let me just finish a few things up and then we can watch.” She smiled before bringing her attention back to the dishes.

She decided to put the rest of the dirty dishes into the dishwasher, wanting to put her attention all on you and the movie you had picked out.

Florence got on the couch, patting the space between the two of you to signal that she wanted you to come closer to her. You did as she wanted, and as soon as you were close enough, Florence wrapped her arm around you.

You wondered what dinner was going to look like now that she would be ordering your food for you. You really didn’t mind, especially since this was something Florence really wanted to do. Now that she was, you had to admit, you liked it a lot more than you thought you would.

Placing her hand on your thigh, and you knew it was more of a comfort thing than anything else. A part of you wished she’d fuck you, but you didn’t mind waiting for what you wanted.

As soon as the movie was over, Florence picked the next one. You felt your eyes grow heavy as you laid down on the couch, resting your head in her lap. You wanted to watch the movie she had picked out, but you were too tired to focus on anything but how comfortable she was. When Florence began to notice your eyes were getting heavier, she began to play with your hair. You looked so cute when you were tired; she didn’t want to wake you up. Thankfully she didn’t plan to take you out to dinner later in the evening so you had time to nap.

——

As soon as you woke up, Florence told you that she got you both reservations to a new restaurant and that she picked out some clothes for you to wear to it. You were excited to try it. but a little nervous for how everything was going to go down. Of course you trusted Florence, but you were worried people were going to notice when she was going to cut your food for you. You knew if you were uncomfortable with that, she wouldn’t do it. You made a mental note to say something if it was too crowded for your liking.

“I’ll get up in a few minutes; I’m way too comfy to get up.” You laughed, causing Florence to shake her head with a smile.

“If I wanted you to get up now, Princess, you definitely would.” Florence continued. “But you’re very lucky that I love having you rest on me.”

You bit your lip, trying your best to shake the thoughts that were running through your mind. A part of you wanted her to fuck you before you got ready for dinner, but you knew she was going to wait until the two of you got back home.

Florence got up from the couch, stretching before she headed to the kitchen. You watched as she grabbed two bottles of water from the fridge. You weren’t thirsty by any means, but you had a feeling Florence was going to have you drink at least some of it.

You were right.

“Drink some of this water and then get dressed; it’s a bit of a drive and you know how much I hate being late.” Florence stated, handing you the water.

You opened the water, taking a few small sips as she watched you intently. You knew she wasn’t satisfied, but you decided that it was good enough for now. Florence decided to not say anything, making a note to order you a water at dinner.

——

Once you were dressed in the clothes she picked out for you for dinner, the two of you made your way to her car. You didn’t mind that Florence was driving; you preferred to watch the scenery around you.

“I love you,” Florence smiled, placing her hand on your thigh as soon as you shut the car door. “I’m excited to try this new restaurant with you.”

“I love you too, Flo.” You smiled, turning your head away to look at the window. You bit your lip to try and focus on anything but her hand, not wanting her to know how much of an effect she had on you. “I’m wondering what kind of food they have.”

Florence took her hand off your thigh, causing you to let out a whimper you hoped she’d ignore. Thankfully she pretended that she didn’t hear you, saving you from more embarrassment.

———

As soon as you got to the restaurant, Florence checked in as you made your way to the bathroom. The drive was an hour, and you needed to go. You were glad that the restaurant wasn’t too busy, feeling comfortable with allowing Florence to continue. Once you found the table she was at, you gave her a soft smile when you made your way to her.

“I ordered you some water while you were in the bathroom.” Florence informed you as she watched you sit down.

“Thank you.” You said as you looked down at the menu. You saw a few options that looked good to you, looking at Florence as her eyes studied the menu. You spoke up. “I’m unsure of what to pick.”

“That’s why I’m going to order for you, baby; I know you have a hard time coming up with decisions for yourself.” Florence smiled. She continued, whispering, “Color, (Your Name)?”

“Green,” you nodded as she went back to looking at the menu.

When the waitress came back with Florence and your drinks, you looked over at your girlfriend when she told her that the two of you were ready to order. Florence ordered her food and when the waitress looked over to you, she spoke up before you could say something. The waitress seemed to ignore the fact that she was ordering for you, and for that, you were relieved. As soon as she walked away, Florence spoke up.

“See, baby? Daddy knows what’s best for you.”

Reaching across the table for your hand, Florence looked around the restaurant. It wasn’t as busy as she thought it would be as well, and she was glad - not wanting to overwhelm you the first time she was doing this with you.

“I know you do,” you smiled, taking a drink of your water. You almost missed the way she was watching you drink the water - biting her lip when she noticed you drank half of it already.

“I’m glad you do…” Florence trailed off, looking at the glass of water in front of you. “I want you to drink a little more.”

You raised an eyebrow but decided not to question her. You finished your water, humming at the cool feeling as it went down. Setting the glass back down on the table, you wiped your mouth with the back of your hand.

“Good girl. When our food comes, I want you to have another glass.” Florence instructed. You now wanted to know what she was trying to get at, having an idea of what she had planned. You just didn’t want to assume what she was really thinking, but before you could ask, the waitress came back with your soup and her salad.

“Can we get another water?” Florence asked.

“Of course, I’ll go get you that right now.” The waitress smiled before walking away.

“So I’ve noticed something,” you commented. Florence hummed, letting you know to continue. “Today you’ve been really wanting me to drink a lot of water. Why’s that?”

Florence gave you an innocent smile. “I just want you hydrated.”

You rolled your eyes. “If you wanted me to be hydrated, you would have said that, Flo.”

You knew what you were doing, but to your surprise, Florence just smiled. You realized that it was because the waitress was bringing your water to your table.

“Thank you so much.” You nodded before picking it up and taking a sip.

“No problem, your food should be out in a few minutes.” She let you both know, and Florence nodded.

Taking a few bites of her salad, Florence stayed quiet - only speaking to remind you to drink your water. You weren’t sure if she was upset with you, but you decided not to push it. When your dinner was brought out, Florence reached over to grab your fork and knife so she could cut your food up for you. You watched her hands as she cut your food into small pieces, only stopping when she was satisfied.

“Thank you,” you whispered, a little embarrassed but Florence seemed to enjoy it.

“Thank you, what, baby?” Florence questioned, pushing you a little more. She knew that if you were uncomfortable with something, you’d safeword.

You looked around to make sure no one was paying attention before whispering, “Thank you, Daddy.”

“Good girl… Now, to answer your question, when we get back home, I’m going to make you drink some more water unless you have to go when we get back. Then, when you have to go, I’m going to see how long you can hold it.” Florence explained before taking a bite of her own food. You weren’t sure how to respond.

You always knew Florence was into that, but this was the first time she brought it up. You weren’t complaining, though.

“Would you be willing to do that for me? If not, I completely understand, and I wouldn’t be angry or disappointed.” She reassured you, causing you to shake your head.

“For you,” you paused as you took a sip of your water. “I’d do anything. But yes, I’m okay with doing that.”

Florence smiled at you before turning her attention back to her food. The two of you ate in silence until you both finished your food, enjoying each other’s company. Once she paid the bill, the two of you headed out.

“I’d come back; the food was really good,” you stated, and Florence nodded in agreement.

“Oh, I agree; I’d even get what you ordered next time,” she admitted as she got into the car.

Once the two of you were both in the car, Florence turned to you, “You’re going to be a good girl for me when we get home? I’d hate to have to punish you when you have a full bladder.” She smirked as you nodded.

“I’ll be a good girl for you, always,” you agreed as she placed her hand on your stomach.

“Good. When we get home, you’re going to be drinking some more water, understand?” She asked as she moved her hand, turning the car on.

”Yes, Daddy.”

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