Maya

"Sorry", you mumbled, jumping off the swing. She takes the chain connecting the swing to the bars quickly. "It's okay, thanks." she said confidently. She sat in the swing and as a 7 year old you looked at the swing in yearning once more, before going to turn around.

"Hey, what's your name?" she says, you spin back around awkwardly, "Y/N. I know yours is Maddy. Happy birthday." you said quietly at first but you got louder as you went on, more confident too.

She blinks at you, "Oh well hi, and thanks." she says. You stand awkwardly not knowing if the conversation is over or not. She must have sensed it. "Bye!" She says before starting to kick her feet up and down. She didn't say it mean, she didn't say it nice either. It was more so of a "cool alright bye." You left afterwards, heading in the line for the slide.

Later that day, when she passed out her cupcakes and gift bags she brought, she handed you the only pink gift bag, and handed you the cupcake with the second most icing, next to hers obviously. Her best friend at the time, Sasha who moved schools in 7th grade, was so mad at Maddy for not giving her them that they never spoke again after that.

But after that for you and her, you guys were friendly towards each other the rest elementary school. And when you guys entered 6th grade, you had one class together and you were assigned to sit next to her. You guy's become close friends after that, super close.

You guy's would have sleepovers all the time. The first 'sexual' thing you guys ever did was in 6th grade, your guys 4th ever sleepover at her house. You both were talking about crushes, when Maddy brought up her boobs. Saying they're so small and she hates it. She had stood in front of her body length mirror, rubbing at her own boobs. Then she suddenly turned to you, and took her top off. You being stunned, looked right at them.

"Well? Are they too small? You think so?" She said, extremely casually. Which made you want to be casual too. "What? No! Not at all! They look fine." You managed to say it just as casual, mimicking Maddy's usual monotone voice.

She sighs and comes to sit next to you, her boobs still out, and her top somewhere on the floor. She takes your hand, again so fast, so confident, and brings them to her boobs. Rubs them up and down and side to side. "Don't they feel flat though? Ugh, let me see yours." She said whining and making herself taller by sitting on her knees.

You carry on the casual act, "No, they're fine!" you said, not addressing the let me see yours comment yet. She looks down at you, "Oh sorry, I didn't think this was weird. I do this with all my friends. You don't have to do anything you don't wanna." She managed to say it so perfect. She wasn't embarrassed but she also wasn't mad either.

You immediately laugh and say "Oh no, it's fine." before taking your top off fast.

She groans, "Ugh, I'm so jealous. I wish I had boobs like that." She says, then rubs them. The rest of the night you were consoling her on her boob size.

When she started dating Nate, it's not that things changed between you two. She was just very busy with her new boyfriend, upgraded popularity, new friends, and even newer enemies.

You two still would have sleepovers occasionally, and she would try to invite you to events with her other friends, but you always declined those.

The first sleepover you both had together after she started dating Nate, was around 3 months in to their relationship. You had gotten a text one Friday from Maddy.

"Hey, it's been awhile. wanna hang out? miss u . "

You read the message and responded quickly with a "Sure!", she picked you up two hours later. When you both got to her house, she went on and on about Nate and how he's such an asshole, and she hates him so much. But after her rant, she asked you how you were doing.

She got weirdly close the whole time. Laughs where she'd touch your shoulder, she'd zone off looking down at you, she'd play with your hair when you were too deep in conversation to really realize it.

Somehow, the topic of sex got brought up. From Maddy of course. She starts talking about it, carrying on like it's a normal conversation. Just like she used too. Randomly, she stopped and said, "Have you had sex yet?"

You smiled and looked at her, shaking your head yes awkwardly. "Oh my god? Really?" She says stunned, almost a little hurt weirdly.

"Yeah... it was with some random guy at that party Nate threw. But honestly, I don't know if I liked it. It wasn't worth all the hype honestly." You say, laughing in your hands. She looks at you and smiles, "Yeah, honestly having sex with girls is way better."

Your eyes widen, "What? You've had sex with girls before?" your shocked partly cause she's had sex with girls before and partly because she admitted it. Not that Maddy's homophobic or anything, she's always known you felt girls a little. It's just that, that's not something a person like Maddy would want going around the school. But at the same time, you know she knows you. and that you would never tell a soul.

"yeah, don't act all weird about it. It's just happened before. and I say it's better cause men are pigs and just care about themselves and their own masculinity. Every boy I've ever fucked did it either for their own enjoyment or to get their ego up. But girl's is just different. We know how to make each other feel good, and at least in my experience I've never seen a girl struggle with getting her pussy wet like I've seen a guy struggle to get his dick hard." She say's it like its code. Like it's obvious, Biblical even. Like everyone knows it and its common knowledge that fucking woman is just better.

You hum in response, "I've never had sex with a girl so I wouldn't know but what I do know is sex is not all that like I thought it would be."

She sighs, "Tell me about it..." her words fade as she speaks. She looks at you up and down like she's thinking before saying, "Do you want to know what it feels like? I wouldn’t mind showing you.”

You blink, you can pretend like it’s a hard decision but you know it’s not. “Really? Do you want too?”

“Honestly yeah, I feel bad. You cannot be my friend and not know what a proper orgasm is. Lay down.” She pauses and as you slowly lay down on her bed. She just watches, then puts her cup on her nightstand.

You’d hands fiddle with your top before pulling it over your head and laying down on the sheeted service once and for all.

Her hands immediately find your boobs, taking your nipples in between her fingers and rubbing softly. That doesn’t last for longer mf because she then spits out on the and twists them.

“O-ow! Maddy!” You whine. “Shh, shut up-“ she giggles , “don’t pretend like you don’t like that, every girl likes that secretly. I know I do.”

You hate that she’s right. After she twists them and rubs them gently, she takes one in her mouth. Flicking her tongue up and down and swirling it all around in your hard nipple. You whimper softly, already enjoying the experience.

Then she proceeds to go from making out with your boob to your lips, her tongue goes in your mouth, and she grinds into you slow. You whimper while tasting her tongue.

Her hand then slowly makes it down to your pants, she pats your pussy before going an inch up to your waist band and putting her hand in.

Her hands go right under your panties, and her fingers make contact with your clit. She rubs for a second getting a moan out of you before putting her hands down farther to get more slick from your hole. She proceeds to get your clit wet and perfect before just rubbing your clit fast.

She also presses down on it, it’s hot, it feels funny in the best way, and your stomach feels weird. When you had sex with the guy, you didn’t feel any sensation, it just felt invasive. This feels amazing though.

Your already moaning and whimpering out loud, she removes her mouth from yours and her hand from your wet cunt. She pulls your pants down, your underwear with it.

She scoots back, before arching her own back as she takes off her pants and underwear, looking you dead in your eyes.

She lets it drop to the floor as she kicks it off. Then she puts her ass even farther up in the air, and sticking her head right in between your legs. Her tounge goes up and down on just your clit, her sucking also.

You’re getting the funny feeling again and the stomach ache. It grows when she spits on your clit, rubs it in with her finger and then sticks her tongue in your hole.

“A-ah- Maddy- fuck- fuck. How are you-“ you can’t even finish the sentence your breathing so hard.

The stomach ache builds and builds and builds and then -

“Maddy— m-Maddy I- oh- o-oh my god, Maddy holy shit-“ you can’t even finish your words barely.

You had touched yourself before, and officially lost your virginity by some guy. But nothing topped that. You had never felt like that before.

And all Maddy says when she pulls away is “see I told you!”

After that sleepover, you could never get her out of your mind.

You guys still texted once in a while. And every now and then, she would call or text you about how Nate was being a bitch and did you wanna hang out. And you’d always say yes, and every time you guys would have sex.

But then after these sleepovers it’s like she’d forget about you and go back to Nate and whatever other body she managed to get that week.

It hurt so much, because to her it’s not that big of a deal. Or you don’t think at least it’s a big deal for her. But it’s a big deal for you.

Because now you’re starting to see your Maddy, the same Maddy’s who’s always been confident and caring and strong, and the same Maddy who makes you see Jesus once a month.

And you’re starting to really fucking fall for her.

One night, you get the same fuck Nathan let’s hang out text. You say okay, but when you both meet up and get food and then have sex in her car, you can’t help but ask after.

“Do you like girls?” You asked her, she immediately looked at you lie the answer was obvious.

“I mean I’m not 100 percent straight nobody is but I’m definitely for guy leaning.” She says, digging in her purse for her lip gloss.

There’s a moment of silence but you know you have to say it, “Then what is this Maddy?”

She turns her whole body in her seat to face you. “What do you mean? We’re friends, duh. We’ve been friends for ages.”

“Yeah but we have sex and like .. talk and stuff and I just-“

“Listen, I’m gonna try to be as nice as I can, but we’re just friends. I do love and care about you, but I’m not in love with you. You’re nice to fuck but we’re not gonna happen or anything. I’m sorry if I gave you the wrong impression but this- me and you? It’s just helping each other out.”

Oh. Oh. Okay so act like you’re hearts not just broken. “No yeah yeah I mean I knew we weren’t dating I was just wondering.” You laugh it off

She laughs back, “yeah we’re just friends.”

After that, you were so embarrassed you didn’t text her at all.

Until a month later when she reached out too you. “Hey, wanna meet at the park? I wanna talk too you.”

You said of course and waited until the time came to go to the park.

She brought you both energy drinks that you drank while sitting on the playground steps, watching the sunset.

“Listen, I just wanna say I’m sorry. I’ve been thinking about you and everything a lot recently. I never meant to like hurt you or whatever but honestly I was just exploring.. i definitely like Nate and I’m definitely straight. And I am sorry that I hurt you but I never lead you on to believe anything, you did that too yourself. We weren’t ever anything, but I’m sorry that I guess I didn’t make that clear.” She broke the silence with that.

You didn’t know what to say, so you choose to not say anything at all.

“I really am sorry, y/n. If you were a boy, you’d totally be for me. But you’re.. just not. I still wanna be friends though.”

You say you understand, that it’s no problem, that you’re not hurt and of course you can still be friends.

But you know you’ll never be able to look at her again the same.

And you also know you’ll still always be there when she’s going through her hating Nate episode and she wants a quick fuck.

“Mr’s Warner, he called me up to get you. He’s waiting for you in his office.” His voice came out shy.

That was the second sign.

And the third sign was that Aaron sent Delalieu up, he didn’t come up himself.

You already knew he was probably a little irritated with you because of these already extremely apparent reasons. You mumble an okay before stumbling out of the bed and to the elevator.

You step in, place your fingerprint on the keypad and type in what floor you want to go too. You punch in 3 and watch the doors close.

As the elevator moves lower and lower, you wonder what you did. You also wonder if you remembered the right number for his office. He just recently had a new ginormous house built for you and him.

Five floors. Floor one was the living room, activity rooms, the library, multiple studies and guest bedrooms. The second floor has some rooms saved for future children, it also has the laundry room. And office rooms for meetings , and history rooms. Your not entirely sure what the proper words are, that’s Aaron’s thing. Not yours. And the third floor, the one you’re pretty sure has Aaron’s office. It also has his gym, his artillery more office rooms and more studies. The fourth floor has dining room, kitchen, hangout areas, other things. And the last floor has your guys room which your fingerprint is required to access because the whole floor is your guys room. Including his closet and yours. There is also two bathrooms on each floor.

When the elevator doors open and reveal the floor you know has Aaron’s office on it your relieved you remembered. You walk down the hallway till Aaron’s office door is in front of you. When you open it and step in, he immediately looks up from his desk.

“Hi, love.” He says, already standing up from his chair to walk closer to you. You move forward as well until you both are only two feet away from each other.

“Hi, Aaron.” You pout. “What’d I do?”

He smiles, shakes his head and laughs. “You know you’re in trouble huh? Did Delalieu tell you?”

“What no he didn’t tell me- I just guessed. But why does he know?”

He grins. “Well because when I found out around 8 hours ago, he was in the room when I was extraordinarily angry about it and he heard all about it.” He says this while smiling at you.

You instantly whine, “Aaron stop! No you didn’t tell him! That’s so embarrassing! But what did I even do?” You drag out your words to annoy him even more.

His jaw clenches, “Do you really not know?” His jawline is especially sharp as he says this, sucking his tounge at the roof of his mouth hard.

“No! What did I do?” You say, stomping your feet. One of your more annoying habits. Aaron hates it. Mainly because to him it’s very disrespectful. It shows disrespect towards him. He doesn’t tolerate it. Especially not from you, because you’re the only person he cares about disrespecting him.

If a soldier or fellow political leader disrespects him. He doesn’t have that. Not because he cares about their opinion but because he’s still never gonna take disrespect and look weak. A soldier will be killed or injured if they disrespect Aaron. And a fellow political leader will be at war with Aaron and probably replaced. But again, not because he cares what they think. To show dominance.

But he cares if you disrespect him. Because he’s cares what you think.

“If you stop stomping your feet that’ll tell me you’re ready for a real talk. I’ll wait until then.” He says it calmly , but you know him well enough to know he’s not calm by his face.

You instantly stop pouting and fix your posture “okay sorry, go on. What did I do?”

“Where were you yesterday when you told me you were with Alia?” You choke when he says this. You honestly had forgotten. You know he already knew the answer. He’s just asking because he wants to hear you say it.

Still you lie. “W-what? I- I was with her.” As soon as you say it, you knew you choose the wrong choice. You should’ve come out with it. He looks more mad now.

“Don’t lie to me. You know I can tell you’re lying.” He says, still eerily calm.

“I- okay. I was with Lily.” You say looking up at him apologetically.

“And what were you doing with lily?”

“Hanging out with her.”

He responds instantly, “Y/n.”

“Okay, okay… we went to a club.” You reply, looking down at your hands and fidgeting with them. You’re 19, not even legal to drink. And even if you were? Aaron doesn’t want you to drink unless it’s with him present.

He makes a sound like ‘mm’ before saying, “And did you drink?”

“Yes, I did.” You whisper

“Thank you for being honest. Now how did you get in the club?” He says, lifting your chin making you look at him.

You put it back down instantly, and he sighs but lets you. “I used a fake ID that lily gave me. She had it made. I don’t know where though, don’t get mad at her though please.”

He leaves no silence after you finish your sentence, “I’m not angry with her, irritated yes. But I’m actually more upset at you. You lied to me. You lied because you knew if you told me the truth, I wouldn’t have let you gone. You also took the fake form of identification and used it. You could have said no, you let it happen. If you just went to the club, I would’ve been fine. I’d be a little upset because of the ID but that’s all. It’s the fact that you went, drank, used a fake ID and then tried to lie. To me?”

You bite back, “It’s not my fault you don’t like drinking because of you know who. There’s nothing wrong with me drinking, you’re just dramatic. You act like a helicopter parent. And you’re not even my dad!” You spit

He freezes. “What? You thought that was cute?That was disrespectful, again.” He pulls you by your hips into him.

You grunt when he does, you knew that was a bad response but you didn’t care.

“Bend over my desk.” He leans down and says in your ear while turning you around to face the desk.

You whine but bend over it fast. He rubs your ass through your pants. “You okay?” He checks in quickly.

You nod your head against the desk top. He sees and continues talking. “One for the ID, one for the lying, one for the drinking.” He spanks you once. Twice. Three times. His hand is quick, and hard. You whine every time they collide.

“Next time what will you do differently?” He says, turning you back around to make you look at him.

“I’ll ask you before I do it. And I won’t lie to you. I’m sorry.” You say quietly.

“Thank you. I accept your apology. But for the next two days I’ll be picking your outfits.” He says, and it might sound stupid to the average person. Especially because it’s Aaron, he’d never dress you in something ugly or embarrassing. If it was a normal boy who didn’t care about fashion, they would. But Aaron won’t do that. He’ll make the outfit nice.

So why’s that a punishment? Because you dress differently. You don’t like his basic to you, precise, put together style. You like what you were. You like picking out your clothes. Right now, you’re wearing a blue & black horizontal striped off-the-shoulder sweater. Then you’re wearing jeans that flare out a little at the end, with a dark blue belt to match your sweater. And a pair of cute black boots.

It’s not that he hates how you dress, he just likes what he puts you in better. He like’s basic but not simple clothes on you. Stuff that’s professional but also suits you. Sundresses, jackets, skirts, normal jeans, not skinny, but not baggy. He likes pale purple, dark shades of orange, and light shades of green on you.

Your personal hell. You wanna stomp your feet but before you can, he says “don’t.” He knew you were about too, which would have dug you in the hole again.

You whisper ‘fine’ under your breath and try to break from his grasp, succeeding and going to walk out of his office.

“Where are you going?” His voice cuts through quickly.

“Back to the room, my punishments over isn’t it?” You sigh and cross your arms.

“Yes, but I was still talking too you. Haider called, he’s coming in town next week to visit me. Unfortunately. Please try to brainstorm things you’d like to do next week that all 3 of us could do.” He says it annoyed, this time not at you. He doesn’t hate Haider. He’d never admit it but he cares deeply about him. Truly. He does. Regardless of how he acts towards him.

You sigh, “ugh! I don’t wanna spend time with him! He’s annoying!”

“I know, love. I don’t disagree but we have to stay decent towards him. And he’s just dramatic and cares. It is deeply annoying, but we must respect his authority. He’s not below us, we will show him as such.” You know that was his way of complimenting Haider weirdly.

You roll your eyes, “okay fine. Am I free to go now?”

He looks at you for a second, “If you really wish dear, but I could use your help down here.. do you wanna help me?”

Any other day you would love to help, that’s why he asked. But you’re in a pissy mood today, especially after being corrected.

“No!” You say, turning around to leave finally.

“Alright, love.” He says, “Don’t just sit in the bed though and get in your head.” He knows you’re probably gonna go upstairs and just scroll.

You sigh, he knows you too well. You don’t respond, not going to make empty promises.

You’re definitely going to doom scroll.

So when he fell head over heels so in love with a girl who just lovesss her cuss words? It’s a little hard for him.. maybe.. kinda.. probably… yeah.

He just loves you so much ! 🥺

He’d never want you to use such stupid words.

But at the same time.. it is you. So he can get over it himself… butttt

He worries about how it makes you look to other people when your on your third fucking or shit in just one sentence, he hates it.

Just because he wants the best for you and doesn’t want anyone to think rude of you!

Cause someone thinking badly about you would kill him and then he’d probably kill the person who thought things

Brat tamer!Aaron would give you a limit of one cuss word a sentence and would punish you if you went over that . (The expectations would be: you crashing out to him about somebody else , or you crashing out on him .)

If you say the word cunt a lot that ones really gonna grind his nerves

Would def be like “Such a horrible word, love. Have you tried replacing it for something else? It bothers me a little bit.”

But then if you say “oh okay I’m sorry 😣 “ he’ll immediately be like “no it’s okay, i apologize. Come here.” And if you reply with a “shut the fuck up” he’ll also be like “fair.”

(If he’s in a mood and brat tamer!Aaron came out , then you might want to run cause he’ll do a double take.)

He’ll always ask you why you cuss like “why use such language?” , “why do you devote yourself to such less than words?” , “Love, what is it about that group of words that you just love?”

And you’ll be like “idk??” Cause .. I mean idk??

If you ever hear him cuss you’ll gasp and be like “you cussed!” And he’ll be like “I am under a lot of stress right now, sweetheart.” Or something very Aaron coded

Like I said before he tolerates cussing a lot more when it’s just you two, but if it was in public? I fear he will be saying something.

And even if it’s in private and you’ve used like 20 cuss words in a row then that’s when he can’t take it and he’ll pipe up.

“Must you talk like that?”

“Change your vocabulary, love.”

“Don’t say that, replace it.”

God he acts so old I hate him (jk kinda)

Brat tamer!Kenji who will say “ I’m sorry baby, but I warned you . Just wanted you to behave , you know I can take a lot but it gets to a point, girl “ while rubbing your ass after spanking you red

Brat tamer!Kenji who punishes you especially if you disrespect Castle because he does not play like that, you’ll be getting dragged back home and get yelled at and also probably crying by the end of the night

Brat tamer!Kenji who won’t only use psychical private punishments but will also embarrass you in front of your friend group

Brat tamer!Kenji who might also put you on restrictions like screen time, less cuddle time (he can’t completely cut it out because he needs it too), no sugar, etc

Brat tamer!Kenji who would drag you by your ear while yelling at you if you ever put yourself in danger

Brat tamer!Kenji who if your overwhelming him with an attitude he will go cold for a minute and might even go invisible to ignore you until you apologize

Brat tamer!Kenji who will put you in a chokehold while saying “you done?” if you ever try and get psychical with him like pushing him or hitting

Brat tamer!Kenji who will watch you brush your teeth, wash your face and shower just to make sure you do it

Brat tamer!Kenji who literally calls you “brat,” but also “baby,” “honey,” and “girl”

Brat tamer!Kenji who literally bases how many spanks you’ll get that night on how many times you stomped your feet at him

Brat tamer!Kenji who might occasionally have that serious talk with you about respect that probably ends in you crying cause you think he’s mad and leaving you

But he never will. He loves you so much. Bratty or not , you’re his baby .

You’d always been told you were more clingy than most, that you were just a touchy feely person. And it’s not like Aaron wasn’t.. because believe me… he is. It’s just that you got a bit embarrassed sometimes to ask for it or get too clingy.

He starts to stir in his sleep. Eye flickering open, arms tightening around the base of the pillow as he tilts his head towards you.

“Good morning, love.” He says, his voice a little deeper than usual with sleep. He lets one hand go from the pillow to your shoulder, and then to your hips pulling you in. You melt into it instantly.

“What are you thinking?” He asks rubbing slow circles on your hip.

“That I love you.” You say about to nuzzle your head into the crook of his neck, but stopping yourself. He notices, because obviously. And rests his hand on the back of you’re neck and tucks you in his shoulder.

He can practically tell what you’re feeling. Well I mean yeah he literally can.

“Don’t be shy, look at me.” He says, voice soft and loving. You do look up at him. He starts kissing your cheeks, then your forehead, then your nose, then your temple, then finally your mouth. And he repeats.

You’re about to finally say something when he accidentally cuts you off, “You’re perfect. Perfect. Please never hide your need for me, love.” He says pulling and squeezing you tighter into him. You giggle and he continues to kiss your face while squeezing you.