Title: Pushing Buttons
Characters: Alex/Julien
Series: Little Fantasies
Challenge: Throwback Thursday/Pushing Buttons
Alex grabbed the bags of groceries from the backseat of his car. Situating the bags in his hands and holding his coffee cup between his teeth so that he could open the front door, he carefully walked up to the house. He pushed opened the door without spilling a drop, he stepped inside to promptly trip.
Coffee spilled, splattering all over Alex and the wall. Damn it, he thought, why the hell would Julien leave his shoes right in front of the door? Kicking the shoes out of his way, he took the groceries into the kitchen. As he set the bags on the countertop, Alex saw a bowl with a small amount of milk in the bottom. Damn it, he thought, he knows to rinse out his cereal bowl! The curdled milk left a ring around the bottom of the bowl that the dishwasher could not get clean. The bowl would have to be hand-washed.
Leaving the groceries on the counter, Alex went to the bathroom to change his coffee soaked shirt. With his mind on what to make for dinner, he didn't noticed the wet towel left on the floor until he stepped on it, almost tripping again.
"Damn it, Julien!" Alex said aloud this time. Bending down, he picked up the towel and flung it into the clothes hamper. I swear it's like he wants to piss me off, he thought.. Then Alex froze. He glanced into the mirror and saw his own shocked expression. Then the image in the mirror changed, revealing a small, almost evil smile. Alex suddenly understood.
Julien, his dear, sweet lover, was intentionally pushing his buttons. He was trying to get a reaction. In the past, when Julien did all the little things that were Alex's pet peeves, Alex thought it was just to "piss him off!" Sometimes arguments would ensue. Other times, Alex would just leave the house until he cooled off. But now. Yes, now, he understood exactly what Julien was doing.
He was asking for a spanking. Not a fun, sexy spanking. No, Julien wanted a discipline spanking. But he couldn't come right out and ask for one. No, Alex knew Julien well enough to know what his boy wanted. Asking for it would ruin the overall feeling of the spanking. The reason for Julien's need could be a number of things: a bad day at work, a fight with his brother, a guilty conscious for some small thing. But the particular reason was irrelevant. Julien was asking in his own way, and Alex was more than happy to answer his lover's need.
Stripping off his shirt, Alex thought of how he wanted to play this. It had been a number of months since Julien wanted a discipline spanking, and Alex found himself looking forward to it. Did that make him a bad person? He thought to himself. What did that say about him that he wanted to lay hands on his partner's ass? And not the loving, sexy kind of hands.
Walking into their bedroom, Alex's thoughts continued. He liked the bit of control that he held over Julien when he was spanking him. But he also enjoyed the control he had over himself. He controlled how hard he would swat. How long the spanking would last. And he enjoyed the control he had as he held his boy across his lap. He also savored the moments of closeness they shared when it was all over.
Pulling out a t-shirt from the dresser, Alex slipped it over his head. He decided he would put away the groceries first. That would give Julien just a little more time to wonder and worry if Alex had understood his clues.
Back in the kitchen, he glanced out the window and saw Julien intently focused on the potted flowers they had gotten the weekend before. Chuckling, Alex said softly, "oh, you are not fooling me." He laughed out loud as he saw Julien sneak a furtive glance toward the window. Alex knew the way the setting sun gleamed off the glass, that Julien couldn't see inside. Quickly he put away the groceries and took a deep steadying breath. Game time. But this was not a game in the true sense of the word. As this was serious for them and they both came out winners.
Leaning over the sink, Alex raised the window a few inches and called out, "Julien. Come. Here."
Yes, he put the right amount of bite into his words as he saw Julien tense. He decided to give his boy a bit more thrill. "Now." He growled.
Alex turned and faced the door and soon was greeted by an almost belligerent Julien.
"What? The flowers have to be watered!" Julien snapped.
Julien's tone assured Alex that he was right in knowing what his boy wanted. "Yeah? Well, I was already watered today. Although watered isn't the word for it. I was coffee'd! And do you know why?" Alex didn't give Julien a chance to answer. "Because you left your shoes RIGHT IN FRONT of the DOOR!"
"I didn't want to track mud on the carpet," Julien defended himself.
"Of course not," Alex said sarcastically. "You are so very concerned about cleanliness, that is why you didn't rinse out your cereal bowl."
"I was running late!" Julien exclaimed. "We normally leave together, but you had to leave early for that meeting and I just lost track of time."
Keeping the sarcasm in his voice, Alex said, "and putting the towel you dried off with this morning after your shower, would have made you run even later."
"Um," was Julien's distinct answer.
Gotcha, Alex thought. "I know you think these are just silly pet peeves of mine, but they really are things that could be dangerous."
"Ok, I get that the shoes and the towel could be tripped over, but seriously? Left over milk in a bowl is dangerous? Come on, Alex. That's just being petty," Julien answered back.
"If the bowl isn't cleaned out well enough, someone could get salmonella or something," Alex stated.
When Julien blushed and ducked his head down, Alex knew it was time to get down to business. His lover needed the lecture. Needed the thorough understanding of why the spanking was imminent. He also needed to know that he was loved by Alex. "I don't want you sick. You are the light in my life."
The glow in Julien's eyes reflecting love back to Alex, assured him that adding discipline to their relationship only made it better. Alex had a fleeting thought that he wished Julien would have said something about discipline sooner in their relationship. But they used it now and that was all that mattered.
Pulling out a chair from the table, Alex sat down. "Pushing all my buttons, the buttons I have because I love you and want to keep you safe, will always result in a spanking. Now, come here."
When Julien got within arms reach, Alex took him by the wrist and pulled him not too gently to his side. Reaching up, he unbuttoned and unzipped Julien's pants. Alex then put his fingers into Julien's briefs and pulled both pants and underwear down to his ankles. Deciding to add just a bit of shame to the spanking, Alex looked Julien in the eye and said, "now tell me why you are going to be spanked."
Before he started to speak, Julien put his hands over his groin.
"No, no, you don't," Alex said, pushing Julien's hands to his sides. "You don't have anything I haven't seen before. You stand there with your pants around your ankles and tell me why you are going to be spanked."
"Um, because you have a lot of buttons to push?" Julien said questioningly.
Alex yanked Julien over his lap, quickly landed several sharp swats, and then put Julien back on his feet.
"Wrong answer. I'd like you to try again," Alex said calmly.
"Ididthingsthatweredangerous," Julien rushed out, the words blending together.
"Why don't you try it again. Maybe this time with a bit of a pause between words so I can understand what you are actually saying," Alex said patiently. The mixture of calm and patience with the knowledge of a spanking yet to be delivered was part of that control Alex enjoyed.
"I. Did. Things. That. Were. Dangerous," Julien stated slowly.
"Dangerous to me, but more importantly, dangerous to you," Alex said. "Now that you've put your butt in harm's way, let's get this done." Alex gave a gentle yank on Julien's wrist.
Alex tipped Julien a little further over his lap, letting his head hang closer to the floor. Then he wrapped his arm around Julien's waist. When Julien squirmed, trying to find a more comfortable spot over his lap, Alex growled out, "settle down, Julien. You did three things that could have resulted in injury or illness, this is not going to be a quick spanking."
Alex felt himself grow hard as Julien relaxed into his lap in acceptance. "This time I'm just going to use my hand on your bare ass, but I think this weekend we might look into buying a paddle."
With those words, Alex felt Julien's complete surrender. That was when he started to bring his hand down. First in slow, measured swats. Making sure Julien felt each individual strike. As the white cheeks turned pink, Alex increased the speed of his hand. He kept the force of the swats the same but now he brought his hand down in double time.
He kept the speed and force of the spanking going until he saw Julien's legs start to bend at the knee. He knew that Julien's body wanted to protect itself, but Julien's will power kept his feet from covering his ass. This was Alex's cue to go back to the slow, measured swats. He decided to add in a lecture between those swats.
"I want you safe."
"I want you heathy."
"I want us to live together for a long time."
Between each sentence, Alex delivered a sharp swat. Until finally he said his last sentence. "I love you." The last swat was given and then Alex rubbed Julien's back.
Alex continued to rub Julien's back as the last of the sunlight left for the day. The kitchen grew darker. Alex pulled Julien upright, helping him to straddle his legs instead of being over them. Alex kissed Julien, first tenderly. And then with all his dominance, Alex kissed him hard. Gritting out between his teeth, lips still on his lover's, Alex said, "I. Love. You."
Julien answered with his lips still pressed to Alex's, "I love you too. I love to push your buttons. I love what you do to me when I do push your buttons."
Grabbing hold of the underside of Julien's thighs, Alex groaned as he stood up. Stumbling a little under the weight of his lover, and heading down the hallway to their bedroom, Alex said, "then you're going to love what comes next."
The End.
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