“You’re in trouble kitten..” he growls.
“Me?” She knows damn well what she did but playing innocent was her game. The sweet kind hearted queen rarely ever got out of line with the Demon King, but when she did she made sure everyone knew.
“Yes you.” He saw right through her masked innocence. Sometimes he wondered if she was actually a sin herself. He couldn’t bring himself to actually hurt her, and yet she tested him. “What have I said about that…” his eyes glazed over seeing just how high those denim shorts rode up her legs. “Choice of attire? You think I want every swinging dick around here staring at you?”
(Y/N) sighed heavily. Of course he didn’t want anyone staring at what was his. Balor was extremely possessive to the point where she believed he would make her wear a sign that said so.
“Come on, you’re always parading yourself around in those trunks which by the way doesn’t leave much to the imagination.” She saw the amused look on his face.
“So this is a payback for people looking at me? Didn’t know YOU were so possessive.” He began walking towards her slowly.
“Well I don’t exactly appreciate all the women openly drooling over you…and the guys, some of them too.” She felt his finger tips glide along the exposed skin of her thighs. “Ya know being all hot and seductive won’t always get you out of trouble.”
“Oh no no no, you’re not turning this around. You’re the one that’s going to be punished.” His grip on her waist tightened. “Belt, paddle or my hand. Pick one.”
Her face turned red.
“Can we go with all three?”