“T-teach me a lesson? What does that mean?” you asked, frightened that this giant might have something really bad in store for you.
“I…don’t know, exactly.” Tsuna replied, laughing nervously. “I’ve never done this sort of thing before.”
“Can’t you just let me go with a warning? I promise I won’t ever come back!” you plead, deciding that trying to convince this boy that you were no assassin was fruitless. Trying to get out of here was the only thing you needed to focus on.
“No way! If I let you go free like that, what’s stopping you from returning in a few hours to finish the job. I have to teach you not to mess with me.” Tsuna scratched his chin and thought hard. How was he supposed to punish this guy? He’s never punished anyone in his entire life! He sat down on his bed as he continued to think, but no good ideas presented themselves. “Arg! This isn’t my sort of thing! Maybe I should let someone else take care of it…” Tsuna sighed as he reached down and rubbed his foot through the rubber of his sneakers. You saw him do this from his palm and asked something you would defiantly regret.
“What’s wrong with you foot?”
“Nothing. I’ve just been on them all day. I wish someone would-” Tsuna’s eyes went wide as he looked from his feet to your tiny form. A smile spread across his lips as he got an idea. Before you could understand what you had started, Tsuna placed you down by his feet and started to untie his sneakers. After slipping his feet out of them, he proceeded to peel off his white socks next. Once those were off, his feet were free and Tsuna let out a long sigh. “Finally, my feet can get some room to breath.” Tsuna wiggled his toes a bit before bringing both his bare feet down in front of you.
“Tsuna? I don’t understand…”
“I want you to rub my feet, assassin. That doesn’t sound too hard, right?”
You were flabbergasted at his words. Tsuna lifted his feet so his fresh, sweaty soles were exposed to you.
“Do it right now, or else I’ll make you give me a backrub instead!”
The idea of giving this boy a foot rub at your size was humiliating, but the idea of rubbing his back was even worse! It would take forever! You immediately ran over to one of his feet and rubbed it vigorously. Your reach was limited, but Tsuna lowered his foot a bit to allow you access to higher areas. While you rubbed the sweaty foot, you had no choice but to breath the foul air around them. It was…not as bad as you expected. Tsuna obviously had good hygiene and bathed regularly. The only reason his feet were smelly now was because they were cooped up in his shoes all day at school.
As you gave the giant teen his foot rub, you looked past his gargantuan toes and looked him in the face. The young middle schooler had his eyes closed and a big smile on his face. Did this really feel that good, or did the idea of having so much control over you feel that much better?
After a few minutes spent on each of his soles, Tsuna finally put his feet down on the floor and looked down at you, still smiling.
“That felt great! Thanks a lot.”
“It’s not like I had a choice. Can I leave now?”
Tsuna shook his head and responded, “Not yet. I don’t think you’ve learned your lesson yet. While you were rubbing my feet, I though up another punishment for you. How does spending some time in my _____ sound?”
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