AN: First of the fic requests. This one was from a PM asking for the first NY spanking.

Moving Troubles

It had been a long couple days for both the boys. They had moved into their new apartment in the middle of summer and it was humid in New York. They had to unpack all of their stuff and buy and move their furniture and the air conditioner was failing to keep it cool in the old apartment building.

Their families had left the day before after helping them move stuff into the apartment, carrying furniture and boxes up the stairs. Now it was just Kurt and Blaine alone in their brand new apartment, unpacking and rearranging furniture.

Both of them were exhausted and hot and it was beginning to get to Kurt. He opened a box labelled kitchen appliances and groaned loudly before yelling to the bedroom where Blaine was unpacking things. "Why is there a soap dish in the kitchen appliances box?"

"What?" Blaine asked, coming into the kitchen.

Kurt pulled out the offending object, glaring at Blaine. "Why was this in the kitchen box? It's a bathroom item."

"So I'll put it in the bathroom." Blaine reached over to take it.

Kurt pulled it away from him and slammed it on the counter. "How many other things are in the wrong box, Blaine? Am I going to need to move to every single room in the apartment for each box?"

"Kurt, I think you need to relax. I'll go put the soap dish in the bathroom and you just try to calm down." Blaine gently took the dish from Kurt and left the kitchen.

Kurt rolled his eyes and went back to his box, slamming drawers and cabinets as he worked his way through the boxes in the kitchen. Finishing up, he went into the living room and kicked the couch back a few inches. Blaine was working on unpacking some books on the other side of the room and looked up at the scraping noise. "Is there a problem?"

"Yes, there's a problem. This couch is all wrong. It's messing up the whole flow of the room and you would know that if you had any sense." Kurt answered, flopping down onto the offending couch.

Blaine sighed and turned to a corner, shifting a stack of boxes out of the way. He grabbed a chair and set it down facing the corner. "Go calm down for a bit."

Kurt scoffed. "I don't think so."

"Kurt, you have a choice. Either you go sit in the corner until you can have a rational conversation or you can get a spanking and go to bed." Blaine explained sternly. His own temper was short as he had been working just as long in the heat as Kurt. He really did not want to be pushed just then.

Kurt crossed his arms and didn't move. "How about you go sit in the corner until you learn how to move correctly?"

"Fine. If that's the way you want to do this." Blaine stalked across the room and grabbed Kurt by the ear, hauling him off the couch.

Kurt yelped as he was dragged into the bedroom. Blaine let go of his ear and he rubbed it, looking bitterly at Blaine. Blaine rummaged through a drawer and found a long t-shirt, setting it on the bed. He turned to Kurt and pulled at his shirt, getting it off before Kurt had a chance to stop him.

When his hands reached for his shorts, Kurt pushed at them, trying to block Blaine. Blaine grabbed his hands and squeezed to get his attention. "You will stop fighting me right now. You are already going over my knee. Don't make it worse. I will go and find the box the brush is in if I have to."

Kurt gulped, seeing the anger smoldering in Blaine's eyes. He dropped his gaze and moved his hands out of the way, letting Blaine strip him completely. Blaine then pushed him towards a corner. "I need a few minutes to calm down before I start spanking you. You just stand there and think about your bratty behavior and how it's led to you getting a sore butt."

Kurt wrapped his arms around his body as he heard Blaine stomp out of the bedroom. He heard a soft thump and realized his boyfriend had gone to sit on the couch. Kurt sighed and leaned forward to rest his forehead on the wall. "Shit." He muttered quietly to himself.

The two of them had been going to bed late every night and Kurt hadn't been able to sleep until a couple of hours after Blaine every night. That and the heat and the stress of moving and being away from home, all of it had added up to make him act like a total brat. He shivered, not out of coldness because despite his nudity, it was still too hot in the apartment, but out of a little fear for his butt.

It had been a while since he had earned a spanking and this would be the first time he was getting a spanking in New York. He was feeling very thankful then that they had managed a corner apartment and that their bedroom shared no walls with the neighbors.

He heard Blaine get up and move into the bedroom. Hearing his name, he turned and walked over to Blaine, his eyes on the floor.

Blaine grabbed his wrist and pulled him over his lap, his body supported on both ends by the bed. Blaine rested a hand on Kurt's clenched cheeks as he lectured. "I understand that it is hot and you are tired. But that is no excuse for acting like a brat and disobeying me. The rules still apply here, understood?"

Kurt sniffed. "Yes, sir."

"Good." Blaine answered, lifting his hand and bringing it down with a hard smack. Kurt yelped, biting his lip to hold in more noises as Blaine's hand continued to spank hard and fast.

His legs kicked a bit, his body squirming as Blaine turned his cheeks a hot pink. Blaine hitched up his knee and began swatting at the sensitive undercurve, making Kurt throw his hand back with a sob. Blaine grabbed the hand and pinned it to his back, continuing the hard spanking.

Kurt broke down into tears quickly, all of his stress pushing him over the edge that much faster. Blaine continued to spank his red cheeks for a couple more minutes, turning his butt into a firey ball of pain. Finally, Blaine rested his hand once more, this time on burning hot cheeks.

Kurt's frantic tears at the beginning of the spanking had faded into deep sobs by the end and he gradually slowed them as Blaine's hand gently soothed the fire he had caused. Kurt rubbed his face with his hand before turning to face Blaine, tears still tracking gently down his cheeks. "I'm sorry."

"I know. And when you get up later, your punishment will be over and it's all forgiven and forgotten. But for now..." Blaine trailed off, pulling Kurt up off his lap. He grabbed the long t-shirt he had pulled from the drawer and put it on Kurt, leaving his red cheeks bare. He pulled the cover from the bed and herded Kurt under the sheets. "It's time for you to take a nap. If you can't sleep, you can just lay here and think about how cranky you were acting and how you are going to behave much better now. Okay?"

Kurt wiped his nose and nodded, quietly responding. "Yes, sir."

"Stay in here until at least six. You get out of bed sooner than that for anything but the bathroom or an emergency and I'll find the brush." Blaine reached down to pat Kurt's butt. He wrapped his arms around Kurt and gave him a tight hug. "Get some rest."

Blaine shut the light off, leaving Kurt in the dark room. Just before he could shut the door, he heard Kurt call out. "I love you."

"I love you too, Kurt. Always. Now sleep." Blaine responded, shutting the door.

Kurt drifted off to sleep quickly, sleeping on his stomach with his reddened butt up. He woke up at about five thirty and laid there for the next half hour, not able to sleep any longer. When his time was up, he got up from the bed and pulled on some loose boxers before heading out to the living room.

Blaine had ordered take-out while he had been sleeping and the boxes were on the coffee table. Kurt went over to where Blaine was sitting on the couch and settled down to sit at his feet, leaning so his weight wasn't on his sore cheeks.

Blaine looked shocked for a moment before reaching down to gently run his fingers through Kurt's hair. Kurt leaned into Blaine, resting his head on Blaine's knee. "Good nap?"

Kurt nodded. "Yes, sir. I'm sorry about earlier."

"It's okay, babe. All's forgiven." Blaine reassured Kurt, turning his head so he could lean down to give him a soft kiss on the lips. "Now what do you say we eat some dinner and relax a bit?"

"That sounds good. What'd you order?" Kurt asked.

"Chinese." Blaine opened a box and handed it to Kurt with some chopsticks.

"Did you get-" Kurt began.

Blaine interrupted. "I got you extra egg rolls, yes."

Kurt smiled up at Blaine, cheeks blushing a bit. He grabbed Blaine's hand and pressed a kiss to it before turning to his food. Somehow, his boyfriend always knew exactly what he needed.

AN: Tell me, should I write all the one shots in one multi-chapter story with each chapter being a different request or should I write separate stories for each one? If it's separate stories, there's a chance I'll write more of that story than was in the request but if it's multi-chapter in one story, it's easier to follow. Give me your opinion on that question and on the story.