#someone please stop laurence he gets so many men head over heels for him

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Hello, it's Winter! This idea was given to me by a friend and I decided to run with it. Please enjoy.

P.S. I'm sorry it's so long.

Teasing & Punishment

Brigitte emerged from the bathroom, ready to head out to the special event that she and Emmanuel were attending. She glanced one last time in the full-length mirror, stopping when she heard her husband gasp loudly from across the room. 

“Chérie! That’s what you’re wearing today?” Emmanuel’s jaw dropped, seeing for the first time the outfit she had kept a secret - until now. A very short, black pencil skirt that accentuated every curve on her gorgeous body, and a white silk shirt. “You can’t go out in public dressed like this!” 

She grabbed her purse from the hall table before slipping into a pair of red high heels. “It’s too late to change now! Besides, what’s wrong with the way I look?” 

“That skirt is too short! I don’t want 17 and 18-year-old boys drooling over my wife! Or any adult man for that matter.” Emmanuel exclaimed, jealous that other people would be seeing his Brigitte dressed so seductively. (And at a graduation ceremony, no less.) 

Brigitte couldn’t help but laugh, “I don’t care who the hell looks at me, and I certainly do not have eyes for young men, so don’t worry.” 

“But ….” 

“You were the exception! I don’t know how many times I need to tell you that.” Brigitte grabbed his hand, quickly pulling him toward the door. “We need to leave or else Emma will never forgive us for arriving late to her graduation.” 

Luckily, they arrived right on time, quickly finding two empty seats beside Laurence and the rest of their family. 

“Please tell your mother her skirt is too short,” Emmanuel instructed Laurence as he greeted his daughter with a kiss on the cheek. 

“I think it’s perfect!” Laurence replied, resulting in an exasperated sigh from Emmanuel. “Fine, take your mother’s side! Oh, look! Here comes Sebastien! He'll agree with me!” 

“Maman, that outfit is not appropriate for a high school graduation.” Sebastien pointed out, not impressed with the unwanted attention she was already receiving from strange men. 

“Thank you, son. Finally! Someone who agrees with me!” Emmanuel replied, turning to his wife. “See, Chérie, your skirt was a mistake.” 

Brigitte calmly patted her husband’s thigh. “You don’t understand fashion, darling.”

Emmanuel made a mental note to continue their discussion later, in the privacy of their home. He was tired of staring men down and giving them the evil eye every time one of them checked out his wife’s long, tanned legs. 

“Calm down,” Brigitte whispered, watching her husband grow more and more irritated with every glance. “Pay no attention to anyone else.” 

“There’s Emma!” Laurence announced as the entire family watched her confidently walk across the stage to receive her diploma. 

Finally, it was time for Emmanuel to put his well-developed plan into motion. Standing on top of the chair, he screamed their granddaughter’s name as loud as he could, straining his vocal cords in the process. 

“That’s my little girl!!” He shouted at anyone who would listen. “GO EMMA! Daddy loves you!” 

Shielding her face from the heated stares, Brigitte yanked on the hem of Emmanuel’s jacket, trying to pull him back down into his seat. 

“Stop! You’re going to embarrass her!” Brigitte pleaded to no avail.

“EMMA!!!!!” He shouted again, garnering the attention of everyone in their section. 

“Sit down! Now! You’re going to break the poor chair!” Brigitte’s final warning worked and he sat back down. 

“What the hell were you doing? It’s out of character for you to embarrass yourself like that,” Brigitte whispered when the next graduate’s name was announced. 

“I needed to do something - anything - to get the attention off your legs!” He admitted. 

“And making a spectacle of yourself was the solution?” She asked, not understanding his ridiculous logic. 

“It worked, didn’t it? For 30 seconds those men were looking at me and not at my sexy wife,” He shrugged his shoulders, clearly proud of himself. 

“They can look all they want, but you’re the only one who gets everything under my skirt. You’re the only man who buries his face between my legs,” Brigitte smirked, watching her husband shift in his seat (knowing exactly what that meant). “Or how about when you’re thrusting so deep inside me that I can’t walk afterwards. Or when your tongue...” 

“Stop.” He warned. Now was not the time for her dirty mouth. 

To tease him further, she rested her hand ridiculously high on his thigh, hitting dangerous territory with the palm of her hand. 

“Brigitte… stop.” He sucked in his breath, trying hard not to gain their children’s attention. 

“And if I don’t?” She knew she was playing with fire. 

“No sex for an entire week,” He whispered, making sure no one could hear their sexual banter. 

“Impossible. You enjoy it just as much as I do. You wouldn’t last 7 days,” she retorted. “Hell, you couldn’t even last 5 days.” 

“Let me rephrase that - no coming for a full week. I’ll stop every time you’re close.” He cackled. “And I’ll hide all your silicone toys in my office.”

“You wouldn’t!” 

“Oh, I would,” he grinned with pleasure, making it clear how serious his threats were. 

“Fine! You win! You win!” Brigitte admitted defeat, knowing damn well that was one of the worst punishments she could ever receive. “I’ll be good.” 

Emmanuel shook his head. If only she had listened to him when he told her to change her outfit, he wouldn't have had to make such outrageous threats. 

He decided he would punish her tonight… one finger at a time. 😉

Hellooo Winter! ❤️

You just kill me 😂 And I’m glad a friend gave you this idea 😜😂

Emmanuel shouting out loud to Emma was both adorable and funny hahahaha embarrassing himself (and poor Emma in the process) just to take the attention away from Brigitte’s legs 💀

And when he asked the kids an opinion about the skirt, so typical to be girls vs boys hahahaha

But damn, all that teasing... in a public space, with the kids next to them... they are insatiable 😂

Só, can we have a sequel with the punishment? 🤭😈

Thank you so much, Winter! ❤️❤️❤️

[katyspersonal]

Headcanons stuff, but there are roughly two kinds of Laurence that exist in my head, and today I finally realised what was causing such a split mental image of him from me.

How he turns out to be depends on the timeline - whether he became the closest friends with Brador or with Micolash! In any case Laurence falls for his hubris and makes the same mistakes and meets the same terrible fate, however what does change is like... his soul? Under influence of Brador he gradually gows to be more of a selfish, vain, narcissistic, snarky, smug man more or less in denial with how bad some things he had to do were. But if he is close with Micolash instead, he is sure more level-headed and generally a more pleasant person to interact with, he has more visible tragedy to his character with the machiavellian ‘ends justify the means’ stuff, he is just strict, but not controlling.

Naturally he is not a pushover - in either case he develops his beliefs and follows his plans, it is just what he is - sensitive to the influence of someone close to him. And there is a very big difference between Mico’s 'I am with you because you are my friend and I love you' and Brador’s 'I am with you because you are perfect and can do no wrong and your word is a law'. Brador is an enabler (derogatory), but Micolash is an enabler (affectionate).

So... Yeah, the crisis about how DO I see Laurence, I guess gets resolved with who wins Laurence’s true proximity since Byrgenwerth - Micolash or Brador. And the timeline where Micolash is his bestie means a NICER person. Let that sink in. xD