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Moxxie felt anxious.

They just got back from that stupid camp; both of them incredibly exhausted. 

“What a week.” Millie sighs, glad to be home, she sets her stuff down and kicks off her shoes.

“Uh Mills?” Moxxie asks.

Millie turns to him. “Yes, Moxxie?”

“Am I in trouble…for what happened this week?” He asks.

Millie nods. “I know you feel bad, hun. And I do accept your apology. But, I really don’t think I can let this one go so easily.”

Moxxie frowns, holding his arms in his hands. “I’m sorry.” He says.

Millie lifts his chin. “Sweetie, I know. I’m not mad.” She says.

“You’re not?” Moxxie asks.

“Of course not, baby.” She says. “I wasn’t going to punish you right away, but I think you really deserve a punishment for what you did. Do you agree?”

Moxxie shifted uncontrollably, he did feel bad for how he treated Millie, she deserves way better than this. She would never have done what he did, she was perfect, she deserves a whole lot better than him!

“Yeah, okay.” He says softly. If this would help him feel better, and prove to Millie that he really was sorry, it would be worth it. Actually, the fact that she’s willing to punish him means she felt that they could move on, which was comforting.

“Moxxie?” Millie asks.

“Yes?”

Millie kisses Moxxie’s cheek. “I love you. You know that, right?”

Moxxie nods. “I know, I love you too.” He says. “I really am sorry, Millie.”

“I know, hun. Everyone gets bad days, I just hope next time you’ll listen instead of letting yourself get fixated on the wrong thing.” She says.

Moxxie nods.

“Alright, let’s get this over with.” Millie takes Moxxie’s hand and leads him to the bedroom. 

She makes him stand in front of her so they can talk face to face. “From this point on I’m not going to be nice, what do you say if you need me to stop?” She asks.

“I say red if I need you to stop immediately, I say yellow if something is wrong or I need a break.” Moxxie answers, blushing uncontrollably.

“Good, so what’s your color now?”

Moxxie’s heart was beating fast, he knew Millie would never take it too far, but damn did her punishments hurt! Last time he was sore for a week and that was just by her hand!He did deserve it though, he was the one acting up and being a fucking idiot over something that didn’t even matter! 

“Green.” He answers. He gets anxious again knowing that would start the less kind side of Millie, and begin his punishment officially.

“Good, from now on I’m going to be less lenient with you. You will treat me with respect, you will not fight me, you will not brat out, and you will not talk back to me! You will do exactly as I say, when I say or you’ll get a harsher punishment. Got that?” She asks strictly.

“Yes.” Moxxie answers. 

“Use my name.” She orders.

“Yes, Millie.” He says.

“Good boy. Now strip.” She orders.

Moxxie does as he’s told, removing his clothes as she looks at him with serious dominance. “Get on the bed and think about what you did, I’ll be back.” She says before leaving and closing the door.

Moxxie does as he’s told. He hates when she does this! He hates sitting and waiting for the punishment to start, he’d much rather get this over with fast.

Millie walks back in after only a few minutes, not too long because she doesn’t want him to panic- Moxxie was thankful for that at least and may have expressed it to her if she didn’t walk in holding the hairbrush.

Moxxie gulps. “M-millie.”

“Quiet, Moxxie. You asked for this.” Millie says, knowing exactly what he’s thinking.

“I know, I know but, I don’t- do you have to use the brush? I promise I learned my lesson.” He says.

“You haven’t learned anything, and you whining and back talking proves that.” She scolds. “Would you rather me use a paddle? Or a belt?”

Moxxie shakes his head. “No, Millie.”

“Then turn your little behind around and take it.” She says.

Moxxie doesn’t move. “Can we at least talk about this?” Moxxie asks.

Millie moves closer to him, forcing his head to hit the bedpost, his hair is still in pigtails to hide his horns, a perfect little reminder of what he did. “No, I’m going to give you one more chance to be good, turn around!” She growls.

When he still doesn’t move, Millie grabs his legs and lifts them up, pushing his knees against Moxxie’s chest until he was laying fully on his back, then she lifted lis legs up.

“Oh crumbs! Millie-“ 

“Oh crumbs is right! I’m done playing nice, Moxxie! Honestly, this works a whole lot better for me, I have a full view and you can look me in the eye as you take your spanking. I should use this position more often.” She says.

Moxxie blushes. He hopes this won’t be the new norm, this position was absolutely humiliating! He whimpers pathetically at the idea. “Please, Millie-“

“This is a punishment, Moxxie. You’re not supposed to like it.” She growls. “I know you didn’t get enough attention as a kid, but you need to learn there’s other people in this world that matter.” She lectures.

“I’m sorry.” He says again.

“Why are you being punished?” She asks, not responding to his apology yet.

Moxxie whines, tears already ready to pour out his face. “I know why.” He says.

She spanks him hard, causing Moxxie to whimper louder, “then tell me.” She says, spanking him more, starting to get a steady rhythm, going between each cheek and upper thighs for a proper warm up.

“Okay, okay, ow- I wasn’t being supportive, I didn’t listen to you about the c-camp councilor when you were absolutely right-“

“Anything else?” Millie asks, making sure she gets every little spot on his ass, warm up was over and she’s no longer going ‘easy’ on him, she’ll be spanking him until it’s brighter red than it already is.

“I- um.” Moxxie thinks about it.

“How about being a brat and blaming me for the problems you caused?” She asks.

“Oh yeah…” he says.

“Well?” Millie delivers more smacks, making him continue.

“I acted like a brat and blamed you for my screw ups!” Moxxie admits.

Despite his compliance, she didn’t ease up. “That’s right, Moxxie. I’m always supportive when it comes to you and your hobbies, I only ask that when I need your support in the good times or the bad, that you’ll be there for me.” She lectured as she continued her rather harsh spanking, focusing more on his thighs now. 

“I’m sorry, Millie! I really am.” He says, already tearing up as his ass burned with pain. “I’m a fucking idiot, my father was right.” He mumbles sadly.

Millie grabs his legs harshly and pushed him to his side. “Ow- what happened?” He asks.

“I’m callin’ a yellow.” She says.

“What did I do?” He asks, on his hands and knees to avoid sitting, it hurt so fucking bad.

She got on her knees to face him. “Two things. First, you called yourself an idiot. The only one who gets to degrade you is me, and that’s only when it’s sexy.” She says. “You are not an idiot even if you do stupid things sometimes.” She says.

“Isn’t that the definition of an idiot?” Moxxie asks. 

“No, doing something dumb every now and then doesn’t define who you are.” She says. “You made a mistake and you’re owning up to it. Let me make this clear, I don’t ever want to hear you say something like that about yourself again. Do you understand me?” She asks.

Moxxie nods. 

“Full sentence, Mox.” She says.

“I understand, Millie.” He says.

“Good. Secondly, you said your father was right about you, but that’s not true either. Your farther doesn’t know you like I do. He only looked at your flaws, or just what he didn’t like, he never took the time to see you for who you actually are. You can’t let what he thinks control you.” She says.

“I let what everyone thinks control me.” Moxxie says.

“I know. Even some dumb kids you wouldn’t even see again.” Millie says.

“It wasn’t about them.” Moxxie admits. “I didn’t really care what they think- actually, I guess I did. But, that’s not why I did what I did!” He says.

“Then who was it about?” Millie asks, arms crossed.

Moxxie frowns. “I-“ 

“Mox?”

“I wanted to prove to Blitzø that I wasn’t as incompetent as he thinks I am. I was never able to prove it to my own father, so I wanted to prove it to him. But I got carried away, I guess I just wanted to be able to find the guy on my own, without your help. He always tells you how amazing you are, and you are! I just wanted him to tell me I did a good job… But, I didn’t even fucking kill the guy! I’m fucking worthless!” Moxxie spits out.

“Moxxie! What did we just talk about?” Millie asks.

Moxxie sighs. “I’m sorry.”

“Oh, you will be.” She says, making Moxxie pale. She moves him back to the headboard of the bed and lifts his legs back to where they were before.

“Millie- Millie- please, I’m already sore.” He begs. “I can’t take any more!”

Millie picks up the brush. “Then you should have listened to me when I said it the first time. What’s your color?”

Moxxie whines, tears filling his eyes again. “Green.” He answers, shutting his eyes tightly.

“No no no, look at me.” She says, snapping at him. “I’m going to make this clear for you. No one insults my husband! Not! Even! You!” She delivered a smack with every word to his sit-spots. “IS! THAT! FUCKING! CLEAR?!” She asks.

“Yes, yes, Millie. I’ll stop, I promise!” Moxxie says. “I’m sorry! Please stop!”

“Good, because next time I hear you degrading yourself like that, I’m getting the paddle and I’ll spank you in this same position, and it’ll be so hard you won’t be able to sit for a month!” She says. “Is that clear?”

“Yes, Millie!” He says. “It’s clear, I understand!”

“You are the most amazing husband a girl could ask for, and you’re an amazing assassin too! You doubt yourself too much and think you have something to prove to assholes like Blitzø; But you don’t! You don’t have to prove anything to anyone, understand?”

“Yes, Millie.” He says, tears falling faster and faster down his face.

“Say it.” She orders.

“I don’t have to prove anything to anyone.” Moxxie says.

Millie continues to stare at him. “And?”

“And I’m sorry for not listening to you and saying I was worthless.” Moxxie cries. 

“Good boy.” She says, dropping his legs again. 

Moxxie gets on his knees to avoid his sore bottom from hurting more. “Are we done?” He asks.

Millie nods. “We’re done, come here.” She says.

Moxxie wraps his arms around her, letting himself finally weep openly. “I’m so sorry, Millie! I promise I’ll be better! Please forgive me!” He begs. 

“I know you will, baby.” She says. “You’re forgiven, it’s all over now. We don’t have to discuss it anymore.” She says.

“Millie?”

“Yeah?”

“You really are an amazing singer.” He says. “I think you’re the best I’ve ever heard.” He admits, trying to settle down, but he’s still breathing heavily and his face is all wet.

Millie smiles and pets his hair. “Thank you, darling.”

“I-I’m sorry I w-wasn’t supportive. I- guess I never realized how much validation you needed, I-I was being selfish and only focusing on  myself. But, you’re the best most wonderful person I know.” Tears leaked out both their eyes. “I’m so sorry if I let you forget that for even a moment.”

Millie kisses Moxxie deeply. “Apology is accepted. Next time I’m feeling insecure I’ll just talk to you, alright?”

Moxxie nods, he nuzzles into her neck, tears still falling down his face.

“I love you very much, Mox. I know we can get through anything. There’s nothing you could do that will ever make me stop loving you. I know you, you’d never hurt me intentionally, you’d never betray me.”

“I feel like I did.” Moxxie frowns. 

“Bratting out is hardly a betrayal, Mox.” Millie says. “But, I’m glad you understand that what you did was wrong.”

Moxxie nods. “I do, I’m sorry.”

“Stop apologizing.” Millie kisses his cheek. “It’s okay. Its all over, I got you, baby. You want something to eat?” She asks.

“Can we maybe stay like this a little while longer?” He asks.

“Course we can.” She says.

Moxxie closes his eyes and starts to relax. 

Millie continues to pet him until he falls asleep. “I love you so much, baby. You’re my good boy.”

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Oh crumbs pt 2:

Millie and Moxxie have a pretty interesting relationship. 

They started a dom/sub relationship pretty early into their marriage life to make things more interesting. So, they’ve been practicing it for a little less than a year. 

As they experimented and tried new things, they realized they also benefited a lot from a 24/7 Dom/sub relationship that had rules in place to structure their dynamic.

Moxxie was normally the Sub (because he needed it more often).

And Millie was normally the Dom, (because she’s just so freaking good at it. And she enjoyed being in control.)

They would switch when it was necessary, (Which was insanely fun for the two of them.) but normally, this was the dynamic. 

It wasn’t always sexual, but it was something that could happen at any time. 

Moxxie had some trouble following all of his rules, and when he acted up, Millie was more than happy to straighten him out.

For Millie this was not as beneficial, she didn’t act out due to bratty tendencies like Moxxie, but because she was overwhelmed or angry. 

Moxxie would rarely punish Millie when he was in charge, and it wasn’t because he was unwilling or didn’t care to, but because Millie didn’t benefit from it like she benefited from him tying her down and forcing her to open up to him while he praised and coddled her. (But that’s a different story.)

Moxxie on the other hand was snarky, rude, demanding, and often forgets everyone else exists when he makes decisions, so he benefited from the occasional spanking and lecture. But ONLY from Millie.

Usually Moxxie could take anything Millie gave him, and by the end of it he learned something and felt like the issue was handled, dropped, and he was forgiven. Not to mention when he thought about how much Millie cares about him to do this. It made him feel reassured that she was helping and supporting him like this.

When his punishment was over, she’d always cuddle him and whisper sweet nothings while making him feel reassured that he was forgiven and everything was okay again.

It was the routine. 

But one day something changed. 

“M-millie-“ Moxxie whimpered.

Millie ignored him, continuing to spank him harshly.

Moxxie had a pretty hard day- they all did. Work was miserable and Moxxie may have said something to Millie he very much regretted afterwards.

“Red.” Moxxie says, which made Millie stop instantly, and she let Moxxie go at last.

Moxxie was grateful for the freedom, and took this moment to catch his breath.

"Are you okay, sweetie?" Millie asked him. 

Moxxie nods. "Yeah. I'm okay."

"I'll be right back." She says, getting up and leaving the room. 

It took Moxxie a few minutes to catch his breath. 

When he was finally breathing normally again, he looked around the room for Millie to see if she thought he did good, but she had left.

No hug? No aftercare at all? 

A tear fell down Moxxie’s face when she didn’t return five minutes later. 

Moxxie walked to the door and saw Millie in the living room, talking on the phone. 

So, Moxxie put on his pajamas and went to bed…

He felt so bad, felt overwhelmed and guilty. Was she mad that he couldn’t take more? 

Would she try to pick up where they left off tomorrow? 

Was he not forgiven yet?

Moxxie has only called red a few times, but it has never ended like this… she always comforted him, reassured him that everything was okay now and that he wasn’t to let himself feel bad because it was okay again and she forgave him and loves him.

What did he do this time that suddenly made it not okay?

The next day Millie didn’t bring it up, and frankly Moxxie was too scared to himself; it was uncomfortable territory for him, he felt like she was still mad at him, even if it didn’t seem like she was. She was cheerful again, calling him pet names like ‘sweetie’ and ‘honey’ and she’s smiling as usual. She acted like any normal day…

Moxxie didn’t want to ruin Millie’s good mood, which sucked because he usually felt very safe talking to her about stuff like this, usually it wasn’t a second thought. 

His stomach turned at the thought of making Millie angry and receiving yet another punishment. He wanted to make her happy, he couldn’t disappoint her again…

So, he did the only thing he felt he could, he did nothing.

He woke up early every day to clean, even when she insisted that he didn’t have to or that she could have helped.

When Blitzø made an obnoxious comment, he gave no rebuttal.

When Loona called him fat, he ignored it, and skipped lunch.

Every day when they got home, Moxxie insisted on cooking dinner, and sometimes Millie would argue and say that he’s already done so much around the house, and asked him to take it easy and let her do it, so he did as asked with no questions or arguments.

And sometimes she’d let him cook, but insisted on doing the dishes afterwards, so he’d agree. Again, no questions asked.

Moxxie felt constantly stressed over the idea of upsetting her, he wanted to feel normal and guilt free again, but he’s obsessively making sure she still loved him and wasn’t angry at him anymore. 

He suddenly felt a deep hatred for himself and he wished more than anything for Millie to tell him that she loves him again…

She says it every night before bed, but was that because he deserved it Or because it was the routine?

His father never used words like ‘love’ or ‘proud’, he never cared enough for Moxxie or acknowledged his feelings, every bit of attention he received (good or bad) had to be earned.

So, Moxxie was doing everything to earn affection from Millie.

But it earned him nothing new except for the casual attitude from Millie.

This night, Millie let Moxxie cook dinner while she insisted on doing dishes. 

Moxxie wanted to do both to prove himself, but Millie and him made a deal, and he can’t go back on it no matter how minor it was.

Things were going well, and Moxxie was doing just fine- until…

It slipped…

It was a plate, one of Millie’s good plates from her grandmother...the dead one. 

“Moxxie?” Millie asks, walking into the kitchen. "Are you okay?-“ Millie instantly recognized the shards, she looked devastated.

Moxxie’s eyes were full of tears. “M-Millie, I-I I’m so- *pant* So s-orry.” His whole body was shaking, and he backed up until his body hit the counter top.

Millie took a few deep breaths and calmed down. “Mox, it’s fine.” She says. “Let’s just get a broom and get this-“ Millie stops when she sees her husband is having a full meltdown about it, she didn’t think he cared so much about a silly plate. She made her way over to him. “Moxxie?”

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, Millie!” He says. “It was an accident, I didn’t mean to-“

“I know, it’s okay, baby.” Millie says. “It’s just a silly plate, not the end of the world.”

“I don’t want you to be mad, I try to be a good husband, I try to be better, but I don’t know how to! I promise I try!” Moxxie sobs. “Please don’t leave me, I’ll do better, I promise!”

Millie tilted her head, she realized this wasn’t about the plate, this was about her. “Moxxie, you are a good husband.” Millie says. “You always have been. I’d never leave you over something so…so silly.”

“But, I made you mad, and I couldn’t fix it.” Moxxie explains, “then I broke the plate, you should punish me, please punish me, Millie?” He asks.

Millie shakes her head. “Moxxie, I don’t punish you if you’ve done nothing wrong.” She says. 

“Please?” The sub asks again, at this rate, he’d take any attention.

Millie takes Moxxie’s face in her hands. “Baby, why don’t you go wash your face? I’ll clean this up, then we can get this all sorted out, alright?” She asks.

Moxxie nods. “Okay.”

Millie swept up the pieces of the ruined plate and disposed of it, she didn’t even feel upset about the plate, she could think only of Moxxie.

She realized he’d been acting different lately, but Moxxie tried new things constantly, she figured he was just trying something he read in a marriage book or something and she was trying to be supportive and let his fixation take its corse… but, she must be wrong. Something was seriously wrong here and she was going to figure it out.

Moxxie got out of the bathroom and gave Millie a fearful look.

“Moxxie…what’s going on with you?” Millie asks gently, taking his hands. “Why have you been avoiding Blitzø and loona, and why have you been so insistent on cleaning and cooking all week?” She asks.

Moxxie frowns and looks to the floor. “I just wanted to make you happy.” Moxxie admits. “I said something mean, I didn’t mean to hurt you, I didn’t mean to…and you got so mad, and you never forgave me so it must have been bad." 

Millie’s eyes widened. “I didn’t?”

Moxxie shakes his head. 

Realization hit Millie like a train. He left in the middle of their last scene. “Oh…Moxxie, I’m so sorry.” Millie says. She sits on the couch and pulls Moxxie towards her.

Moxxie flinches, which breaks Millie’s heart. “Sit on my lap, baby. I’m not going to hurt you again.”

Moxxie listens, and Millie wraps her arms around him. “You didn’t deserve that, Moxxie. I am so sorry I made you feel worse than necessary when you didn’t do anything wrong.”

Tears fell down Moxxie’s face. “I must have…” he says. “I always mess things up, I always have! I don’t remember what I did, but I am sorry, Millie! I promise I’ll do better, just tell me what I did to make you that mad.” He begs.

“No, baby. Shh. It’s okay. Just listen- You did nothing wrong.” Millie reassured him. "Yes, I was mad at you- when you said…that, it reminded me of a traumatic experience I had with Chaz.” She explains.

“Oh.” Moxxie rubbed his eyes. “I didn’t know, I’m so sorry-” He says. 

“I know, you’re totally forgiven, and you always were. I know it was only a joke. I just- I’m the one who owes you an apology. We have this dom/sub relationship in hopes of bettering our relationship, and I used it to take anger out on you. I abused my power and genuinely hurt you. Moxxie, I am sorry, you didn’t deserve it.” She says.

"Why did you leave?" Moxxie asks. "Were you still mad?"

"No! I-" Millie sighs. “I...I got distracted again and forgot what I was doing. I was going to get you some water, then my phone went off and it was my sister and- I feel so stupid. I'm so sorry." She says. 

Moxxie hugs Millie back tightly, “it’s okay, just- please never leave me like that again?” He asks. 

“I promise." Millie says. “You are the best partner a girl could have, you’re an amazing husband and friend. I never want to loose you. And I never wanted to hurt you.”

Moxxie nods’ “Thank you, Millie.”

“You're okay, you’re so good, Mox. I promise to make this right.” She whispers to him.

“It’s okay, Millie.” Moxxie says, hugging her back. 

He’s just glad she still loves him. 

"If this happens again- which I'm hoping it won't. But if it does- just interupt me." Millie says. 

"I don't know if I can." Moxxie says. 

Millie thinks aboutit. "Then we'll get some water beforehand and I won't leave the room until aftercare has been fully given." Millie tells him. 

"Sounds good." Moxxie smiles.

Millie continues to hold Moxxie for a few more hours, then they got takeout and watched a few of his favorite movie musicals.