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[My Art] Parental Pressure
🕑 Added 2023-05-12 22:45:47 +0000 UTC Alternate links: https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1ov4nsNjO-mtCXcfNwKj52sHAtOqyHPKH?usp=sharing ---------------------- Looking down at Alexus, I feel a mix of love and disappointment. Going behind my back has usually been her MO, but knocking Eren's wine glass out of her hand and ruining her pants? This was a new level. "What were you thinking?" I ask, my voice stern and arms crossed over my chest. Alexus tries to look away, her gaze more annoyed than penitent or ashamed. "I didn't think she'd really drop it," she mumbles. "Didn't think?" Unbelievable. "That's the problem Alexus! You don't think! You're lucky Ms. Taylor was so kind about having her pants ruined! She could've asked me to pay for them!" Alexus scrunches up her mouth as if she's just eaten a lemon. "THAT was kindness? She sat on my head!" "Which makes it even more dumb you pulled that stunt in the first place," I say. "Or can this be answered by more of your trademark 'not thinking'?" Alexus grimaces, fully aware I have her to rights. I sigh. Knowing a talking to just isn't gonna cut it. Alexus needs to learn her lesson, and being sentenced to your room just doesn't work on this generation... "You know the drill by now," I take her by the arm. "Gas it is then. That way, you'll know how it feels to be uncomfortable and embarrassed, just like you made me when Ms. Taylor called!" Alexus's eyes widen. Likely thinking since she'd already got it from Eren that she'd be spared from me. Not so. Slowly, I bring her to the next to the window facing the driveway and stand her there to face me. Alexus fidgets, looking for a way out no doubt. I turn around, leaning back against her face, making sure she is securely pinned. Then, without warning, unleash a surprise fart that blanketed her. A little first volley I'd been saving. The smell was worse than I expected, causing Alexus to jolt in shock and disgust. But I hold firm as a statue, letting it all soak in. As the gas begins to dissipate, Alexus returns to reality and resumes shoving. I can see little more than the top of her head but that's enough to know what she's feeling, anger and humiliation. She tries to move away from me, but I hold her in place, I'm not quite ready to let her go just yet. "Oh no, we got a little bit more to go," I say simply. "Maybe this will help remind you to think." Alexus grumbles in response, quickly shifting to a loud groan as I slide my pants down. She's upset and I don't like this either. But by God she was going to learn the hard way that her actions have consequences. After about 20 minutes and a phone call with my husband later. I finally step away from her, her head slipping from between my cheeks as she stumbles back, gasping for air and glaring at me, through that glare I can see a glimmer of respect in her eyes even if she tries to hide it. "Next time," she muttered, "I'll think before I act." "Good, now go wash up and help me make dinner. You stink!" ------------------------------ All characters belong to me. Always welcome engagement, fanart, and fanfic!![[My Art] Parental Pressure](https://img10.leakoo.com/storage/4/xg/qw/93d9f0-019e8ee9-a7f0-7075-9fee-3716badfa709.png)
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