The person on top of you is your nonbinary partner. They’re pinning you down to the bed with an angry look ”I told you that you were not to leave unless I gave you permission.” Their look of anger slowly forms into a smile of insanity “Don’t you dare try to be bratty with me, Darling. You don’t want to be punished again, do you~? Tsk, tsk, tsk. Naughty, naughty little pet~” although they knew your preferred gender they still used they/them pronouns for you