#also iako is MAD at me every time i come here

[dspirmic]

i just come here to fuck with people and then leave.

[dcgfight]

Now Shuichi could usually handle a bratty Iako. But it felt like today, she was especially being a menace, to the point where even he was starting to lose his patience. "...Iako..." A visible twitch in his smile. "If you don't behave, I'm-"

But she must have given him some snarky remark or continued being an even bigger brat, because that's when he decided: he's going to get his little payback. "... Don't say I didn't warn you." Before she can ponder what he meant by that, she will suddenly find herself being yanked down to the couch, specifically being laid across his lap.

A hand glides up her thighs, and to her shorts: ghosting right over her butt. "Y-You... driving me crazy so much like this. You really find it fun, don't you?" Yet despite his firm tone, there was no actual irritation in it. Rather... almost deep, husky like. "I tried to be nice, but I think it's time you get punished. You little brat-"

And with a raise of his hand, he brings it down, and gives one firm smack to her butt. A shaky exhale leaving him from the loud sound it left. Secretly gauging how Iako will react to that.... (HOWDY! 😁)

Despite what most people may think, Iako wasn't an idiot. In fact, she was quite observant and hyperaware of every action she and every other person would take. She knew what she was doing was getting on his nerves and yeah, she could've stopped! But there was also that itch in the back of her brain that wanted to see where this would lead, how far she could go. Sure, maybe she was a little scared that that meant he'd actually get mad... but fuck it, she'd be honest. She wanted a fight. She really wanted a fight.

Iako just didn't think that meant her wildest and most... consistent fantasies would come true in this next moment, Shuichi grabbing hold of the hand she'd been raising to knock off his hat and yanking her down to his lap.

Suffice to say, she froze upon landing -- momentarily confused by the positioning -- but the second he started speaking, a tone that sent excited chills down her spine, she was squirming and slapping his knee. "Yeah, so what? What are you gonna do-" The use of the word 'punished' did make her hesitate however and the hot pang she felt at being called a brat was only amplified tenfold at the smack that followed.

Ohh fuck. Oh fuck. The first swat did not hurt, but the sound alone had her jumping, a moan born out of pure bliss and complete surprise forcing its way from her mouth before she could clamp her jaw shut.

Now, here's the world's worst kept secret. Iako liked pain. She actively sought out punishment... but she never would've thought that Shuichi was capable of doling it out. It's why she never asked outright, she didn't want to make him uncomfortable. So it was a dream she'd been content to let play out in her head. Until now. And the look she sent him over her shoulder barely hid that pleasant surprise as she stopped fidgeting altogether.

There were two ways this could go. She chose the second one.

"... You hit like a pussy," She barked, feeling excitement bloom in her chest and a tremor of relief leave her body at the idea of finally, finally getting what she deserved. Therapy could come later.