#i'm well aware it's a commitment a pet is not a toy it's a living being who needs care

[sinnettini]

i told my mum i wanted to get a cat and she shut me down completely and now i kinda want to cry

[im-only-joking]

44 from the prompt list wit Connor McDavid!

Edit: it was clarified that this was from the smut category, so 18+ please! I tried to keep this pretty gender neutral fyi and will strive to do so for most fics/blurbs. Content warning: language, bdsm/kink exploration. Partner is upset and angry but they arent angry at each other and no physical violence is used to hurt anyone.

44) "I think we just found a new kink"

Owning your own business was challenging, as you were well aware by now, 5 years in, and every now and then there were days that just didn't go well.

Connor startled at the slam of the door to your home, frozen in shock in his position on the couch. Both of you could be prone to foul mood swings, sudden outbursts of anger, but typically it was easily fixed with a few calming words and a promise that tomorrow would be better.

Tonight, though, you were practically shaking with rage.

"What happened?" Connor prodded gently, watching you storm around the living room yanking off outwear and tossing your briefcase carelessly into a corner.

"Some shitbag CEO of the company we're trying to advertise for is being a goddamn twat!" Your shoes went skittering across the floor as you kicked them away from you. "I swear to Christ if i hear another fucking word about how 'refreshing it is to see a person in my position NOT being a manipulative bitch' I am going to cut this contract off and tell the guy to shove a stick up his ass!"

"Well he sounds charming," Connor frowned. "Is this the same guy as-"

"Yes the same asshole who told me I was 'too pretty to be smart'. I'm gonna commit murder, Con."

Connor snorted, raising himself off the couch to wrap his arms around you. "I'll help bury the body."

The absence of a laugh at that did not go unnoticed by him.

"What do you need from me?" he asked, voice softer.

You sighed. "I dunno. I just feel so... Powerless. So out of control."

Connor was quiet, thoughtful, and you breathed in to the sound of the whirring air-con unit.

He unwrapped himself from you and you turned to see that he had sunk to his knees in front of you.

"Take control here. Whatever you need, it's yours," Connor murmured, cheeks flushed a bit, maybe a little nervous or embarrassed to see your reaction, but you immediately quieted his anxiety by winding a hand into his hair, tugging gently.

"Stoplights, alright?" You breathed, petting away the tension from his jaw.

"Yeah, I'm good."

Like a snake, your hand uncoiled and struck out, the crack of your palm against Connor's cheekbone loud in the echoing quiet of the house.

Connor's eyes snapped open, a gasp escaping his mouth, and you watched him swallow thickly.

"Again. Please?"

You chuckled lightly, surprised. "I think we just found a new kink."

"No shit," Connor grinned back, pushing his head against your hand.

"Get to the bedroom," you commanded, arousal seeping into your veins and Connor's blown black pupils gave you confirmation that he was in the same boat. "I have some toys to try out."

Connor scrambled to his feet, practically dragging you, laughing, behind him.