Seeing her inside the blanket with their red cheeks, he couldn't help but stare, appreciate the sight of it. He then heard a small stuttering voice , "Haven't you heard? Staring is a bad habit." He couldn't help but smile at her diving deeper into the blankets. "Weren't you sick? What happened?" Regardless of the situation he was still worried about her.
He saw the guilty look on her face and realized that she wasn't sick, or unwell. Sudden anger erupted into him, he was all so worried for nothing, he even made porridge for her, which he very rarely did. He walked towards her bed and pulled her blanket off, exposing her whole, and pinned both her hands.
"Do you know how worried I was thinking if something happened to you, blaming myself for everything, and then I see you naked searching nonsensical stuff on your laptop." He berated her badly. He could see her tears forming on her eyes and his anger resolved, but nothing could stop him from punishing her.
"Will you ever do it again?" He asked her harshly. "No, I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. I thought you hated me. Please don't be mad at me." She softly answered. Hearing her sweet voice, all his anger vanished but his intent to punish her deepened.
He could see her taut pink nipples, waiting for his attention, begging him to lick it, tug it.
Aria felt so ashamed, her body couldn't hide its excitement when he pinned her. She only wished for him to take it into his warm mouth, touching it and playing it for himself. "Beg me for it" he said "or else you'll never be able to feel my mouth in your boobs ever again" she was red from anger and shyness but couldn't reject the pleasures she was offered.