At first, it was harmless — a little joke, a cheeky laugh. You told yourself it’s not that serious, just a playful slap here and there. But who were you kidding? Liar. It became an addiction. Every time you caught sight of him, the temptation grew. And, honestly? It wasn’t your fault his ass kept getting bigger, firmer, better.

You swore you’d stop.

You didn’t.

✦‎۟ ࣭ IT WAS ALL FUN AND GAMES... ⊹ㅤ𝜗𝜚

. ݁₊ “Stop it.” ⊹ . ݁ “Seriously?” ⟡ ݁ . “Honey…” . ⊹ “Darling, I told you…” ₊ ݁.

“Last. Warning.” ₊˚⊹♡

He’d given you chance after chance, all while keeping that same bright, unshaken smile. But deep down, you knew… this wasn’t a bluff anymore.

And then—instinct won. Another slap. Just one. You couldn’t help it, it was right there.

The smile stayed on his face, but it wasn’t playful anymore. Oh no. That was the smile of a man about to give you a taste of your own medicine.

God bless your poor ass — because volleyball players know how to serve, and this time? You were the ball.