"But you know about my nature, I can't be sweet all the time. If things don't happen according to me, I freaked out. I'm a strictest Dom, Butterfly." He explained to me, stroking my cheek with his thumb and I made a sad pout.
"Just get ready to become my boyfriend. It's enough for me. I'll make you sweet." I grinned. "By the way you're already sweet, just sometimes you become rude, but I'll manage if you become my boyfriend forever."
"But I love to control stubborn girls like you, Butterfly,"
I instantly agreed, "okay! You can control me. But please become my boyfriend like give me some rights." I stared at him with pleading eyes.
"What type of rights?" He asked me suspiciously.
"Right to pull your cheeks, touch you," I pulled his cheeks again, I'm loving it. I continued, "right to ro
