Fandom: The Covenant
Summary: Pogue learns to never walk into Reid and Tyler's room without an ok.
Pairing: Reid/Tyler (Take it anyway you want)
Ratings: PG-13
Warnings: Maybe slash. Spanking. Randomness and slight crack.
Status: Drabble
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Pogue had been asked to buy some things for Reid and Tyler's room. He didn't mind. He had needed to get some grocheries for his own house, so he figured he would help out his brothers too. But he wouldn't be merciful when it came for his two younger brothers to pay him back the forty dollors he dished out of his own pocket for them. Looked like they were paying for dinner tonight at Nickey's.
Pogue climbed the long stair cases of Spencer Achedemy with five large grocheries in his hands. He smiled and greeted the passing students. Most of the halls were deserted, since it was a friday afternoon. He reached the third floor without much of an incident. He wandered down the hall to Tyler and Reid's room, struggling for a moment to balance all the bags in one arm and on one leg so he could knock on the door. He waited and waited, but no one answered the door. He could hear muffled voices. It sounded like the boys were rough housing and didn't hear him knocking.
This is bullshit, Pogue thought, shifting the bags in his arms so he could reach the door knob. He had a nice tub of ice cream in the car and he was not going to let it melt. Successfully gripping the doorknob, he twisted and put a little weight on the door, pushing it open. Using his back to push open the door, Pogue stepped in the room.
"Hey guys--" Pogue froze. What he saw before him was not something he ever wanted to see in his life.
Tyler and Reid were on the youngers bed, the brunette bent over the blondes lap braced on his knees. Both were in their boxers, well, Tyler kind was. His boxers had been yanked down to mid thigh, his butt sticking straight into the air. Reid had used one of his arms to pin down the boys shoulders until his head was lying on the pillows. Tyler was trying to struggle out of the older one's grasp, but to no avail. Reid was laughing and bringing his hand down on the slightly pink backside on his lap.
"Who's your daddy? Who's your daddy baby boy?" The blonde laughed as he smacked Tyler again and again until the younger boy was crying out and squirming.
"You are! You're my daddy, Reid!" Tyler cried, his face as red as his backside. Reid laughed and pushed the younger boy right off the bed and onto the floor. He then turned to find the door wide open and five bags spilt on the floor, with no one there.
"Hey I think Pogue walked in." Laughed Reid.
"Yeah, then he ran for his life." Tyler laughed back, jumping on the distracted blonde.