Luke was getting fed up.

you had been in a mood all day with no end in sight even when he was trying to cheer you up. you two were both sat in cabin eleven, just ‘chilling’ he called it. you hadn’t laughed. after a while of vague responses and short replies he began to get a little sick of it. after a while, you got rude, he got stern. he knew you didn’t like it when he got all assertive, mainly because you seemed to listen.

you two had began to bicker, you being a little more snappy than you usually were and he very quickly began to snap back at you the same way you were. when your tried to leave in a mood he refused to move from the door that’s when you’d told him, “fine you can go in time out then.”Luke wasn’t very aware of the trend online of people putting your partners in time out, though you two weren’t fully together you two weren’t just friends.

so when you forced him down into the chair and told him five minutes he, in shock, sat there. then when you tried to leave, he jumped up, therefore setting back in his time to the start of the five minutes. “i’m never going to tell you why i’m upset if you don’t sit for the full five minutes.”

he quickly figured out what you were doing and eventually Luke snapped and grabbed a fist full of your curls, listening as a whine of pain spurted past your lips as he pulled you across the room. though, he didn’t miss the look of excitement that passed your face. Luke pushed you down onto the bed and straddled your hips, pinning you down successfully and sliding of his belt with one hand, securing your wrists to the bed post with the leather belt.

then he returned to the seat and did his time; though now he got the bonus of watching you squirm and thrash relentlessly for five minutes to try and get free.