Affirmations (Patreon)

Your partner makes sure you say some nice things about yourself.

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Your partner leant in the doorframe, looking at you as you worked on your latest project. As you met their gaze, they smiled at you. “Have I ever told you how cute you look?” They said, standing, and walking over to you, their smile turning mischievous. “You should say it.”

You met their gaze, blushing slightly at the compliment, but smiling back. “I mean, you’re just as cute.” You replied “If not-”

They pressed a finger to your lips. “Ah ah ah, we’re talking about you, sweetie.” They said, leaning in. “I want you to say it. Tell me you’re cute.”

Their touch, their gaze, made your brain almost short circuit. You blushed more. Unwilling to do it. The words wouldn’t come to your lips, even if you wanted them to. “I-I…” Your voice faltered as your cheeks turned redder and redder, you never knew why it was so hard to say.

“Tell me you’re cute. Obey.” Your partner commanded, raising their hand, and snapping their fingers.

The command hit you like lightning, your mouth moving without conscious thought. “I’m cute.” The words came out before your hands could cover your mouth.

Your partner’s laughter was wonderful to hear, but you still felt somewhat self conscious. They took hold of your hands, bringing them away from your mouth. “Tell me you’re beautiful. Obey.” Another snap of their fingers, and you couldn’t help but comply.

“I’m beautiful.” You closed your eyes. Trying to block out the words. But they sounded… Good. You wanted to hear them.

“Say it again, toy.” Came your partner’s voice, accompanied by another snap of their fingers.

“I’m beautiful.” You said, acknowledging it. Believing it a little.

And they continued to do this to you. Giving you words to say. Compliments to give yourself. That you were smart, kind, wonderful. Small things. Small words of kindness that you didn’t say to yourself often enough. So they made you say them, when you needed them.