Addicted

16.

Blair's pov

I woke up with a killer hangover. My head was fucking pounding. I looked to the right and there were some pills and a glass of water. I quickly took the pills and took a sip of water. Holy shit, I've never had my head hurt so bad. I walked downstairs and found Axel working in the kitchen.

"Morning how's your head?" Axel asked. His head was titled in concern. I groaned, shaking my head.

"It's horrible. Thank you for the pills." 

"Of course," he smiled, motioning for me to come over. I walked to him and stood between his legs. He pulled me up onto his lap and placed his arms over my legs.

"So what do you want to eat right quick?" he asked. Did he forget all about my punishment? He didn't with the way I talked to him last night.

"No, I didn't forget. I just know you haven't eaten in a while," he said. He's not wrong. I hadn't eaten since my time with Jasmine. Which was over 24 hours ago. Though I'm not in the mood for anything.

"I know, but I'm not hungry," I said. Axel gave me that look that he always does that tells me that he doesn't care.

"You still need to eat at some point," he reminded. Of course, I do. I know that. My stomach feels like shit. I don't want to eat.

"I know," I huffed, rolling my eyes. His grip on my waist tighten and I crossed my arms

"Don't roll your eyes at me, Blair," he warned. I can roll my eyes at him if I want to. I'm a grown adult.

"Whatever," I mumbled. He moved his hand down to my thigh and applied some pressure.

"Do you want a punishment now cause you're just adding on to it?" he asked, squeezing my thigh tightly

"No." I winced. I frowned at him. He's so mean. "Now what do you want to eat?" he asked in a warning tone.

"Can you order me a pizza?" I asked. Grease always helps with a shitty hangover.

"At 8 in the morning you want pizza," he asked, giving me a look. He asked me what I wanted now I'm saying what I want.

"Yes, I do. I've been craving it for so long." I said.

"I'll order it," he assured, moving me off his lap.

"Thank you," I said, kissing his cheek. Axel went to his office to order the food while I went to find my phone. I looked around our room and phone was on the ground beside my side of the bed. I went back downstairs to find Axel back in his original spot

"Your food should be here soon,"

"Thanks," My mind was still running wild about what he might do. He's spanked me before but it was only a small punishment. Besides he did it with his hand too. That can't be nearly as bad as someone the things he has in that room.

I don't know of any of the punishments I could have. It didn't scare me, but it did. I know Axel won't hurt me, but it doesn't mean the punishment won't hurt.

"What are you thinking about?" he asked placing his hands on my hips. I didn't even notice his walk over here.

"Wait what?" I asked pulling myself out of my thoughts.

"You've been standing in that same spot for the last few minutes. I've been calling your name," he told me.

"Oh, nothing. I'm fine." I sighed.

"I don't like when you lie to me," I frowned and clasped my arms around his neck. 

"I'm just nervous about my punishment." I sighed. I don't know about anything to do with BDSM. At least not as much as Axel. Though I do trust him not to more than I can handle. "I'm not going to do anything new," he promised.