A/N: So I've been reading fanfiction for 2-3 years now, and I thought why not give it a try myself. It's my first piece of fanfic so I'm hoping it goes well!

I believe I haven't written any pieces of fiction since maybe elementary school :p, so forgive me if any of my writing is a little bit off hehehe.

This chapter uses a scene from S01x05 "Bail Out", other chapters might not always use scenes from the show, but I'll mention it if they do :D

(also I put stuff in parentheses because I can't find the long dash on here :/ halp)


"You wanted to see me?" Mike asked, walking into Harvey's office to see him casually sitting behind his desk. He had arrived at the office about 10 minutes ago, riding his bike to work for the first time in what felt like a very long time. There had only been a few occasions in the last few months where Harvey had allowed Mike to go back and sleep in his own apartment. The day before however, Trevor had called and asked Mike to meet him at the bar. Mike had begged Harvey afterwards to sleep at his own place, claiming that he needed to start "throwing some stuff away" if he was going to move into Harvey's condo officially. Harvey had assumed Mike was just trying to get some "big boy time" as Harvey called it (which usually ended up with Mike calling Harvey crying for a bedtime story), and had reluctantly agreed. Unsurprisingly, Mike hadn't called that night. The usual rules had applied for Mike's nights "away". No leaving the apartment, no drinking, no drugs, no Trevor, and bedtime at 10 latest. After grudgingly accepting the pull-ups (bought specifically for when Mike would need to change alone), Mike had given Harvey a quick hug and ran down to be dropped off by Ray. Needless to say, Mike had managed to break every single rule. He had also woken up to a very wet bed, and noted embarrassingly that he had forgotten to wear the pull-ups in his drunken state the night before. Wishing his daddy was there to clean him up, he had rushed to change his pants, forgetting to clean himself properly. Remembering his bedtime accident, he blushed and barely heard Harvey ask,

"Michael did you go to see Joy after I told you not to?" In truth Harvey didn't know wether Mike had gone or not, but he knew that if he had, his baby boy wouldn't lie straight to his face, and if he did Harvey would be able to tell right away. Harvey was really hoping that Mike would tell the truth either way, as it was too early in the morning for a spanking especially with the way Mike got fussy when they were delivered at the office. He smirked at Mike's shocked face.

"How did you know?" Mike asked surprised, and slightly relieved. He was so nervous about Harvey finding out he had gone to the bar with Trevor he had forgotten his other little trip from the day before.

"I didn't," Harvey frowned, "until now." Harvey was getting annoyed. This wasn't the first time Mike had disregarded his instructions, and not only was this going to hurt their case, it would also make the probability of Mike ending up in timeout before noon double. "I told you, a puppy can't clean up its own mess," he chastised, "and little boys do what their daddies say." Harvey added.

Mike started squirming when he saw Harvey's expression change to a frown. He knew that if he said something wrong, he would very quickly end up in the corner. He let out a small whimper before squeaking out, "But daddy I just-" He was cut off by Harvey's exasperated voice.

"No 'buts' Michael. When daddy tells you not to do something you don't do it. What you did was very naughty." Harvey saw Mike wince at the "N" word. Mike would always whine saying, "Daddyyy 'naughty' is a word for little boys, I'm a big boy." to which Harvey would reply with, "Michael, big boys aren't naughty in the first place." in the end Mike would usually just pout. Today, Mike just sat quietly, looking down at the floor. This swayed Harvey to thinking that Mike might not need to be punished after all. Nonetheless Harvey decided he would make the boy squirm a little longer, to make sure Mike learned his lesson. "What happens to naughty little boys Mike?"

Harvey's words had the desired effect, as Mike started squirming more feverishly and let out a few whimpers. After a short period of silence, Harvey coughed in a manner that was slightly warning yet at the same time encouraging. Mike finally opened his mouth to repeat the same answer he had given numerous times before, "They get punished by their daddies." Harvey could see a few tears pooling up in Mike's eyes although he was looking down.

Harvey knew that Mike still had a hard time admitting fully to what their relationship would involve, so he pushed a little more for answers, like he had always done when Mike was in trouble, "And how do little boys get punished?" Harvey couldn't help but softening his expression, as the tears previously pooled in Mike's eyes slowly spilled down his cheeks.

Mike's lower lip wobbled when he started saying, "They get spanked and put in timeout" He rushed his sentence, ashamed of his punishment, and added "I'M SORRY DADDY!" Nearly bawling by the time he was done.

Harvey quickly rushed over to Mike, who was still standing in front of his desk and hugged him for a few minutes, eventually calming Mike down to a quiet sniffle on his shoulder. When Mike had stopped making any noises, Harvey noticed that there were only ten minutes before Jessica would be walking into his office. He moved Mike slightly away from him before lifting Mike's chin up, "Look at me baby boy, I'm not going to punish you this time, because you answered me like a big boy this morning, and Jessica is coming soon, okay? But if I find out you've been naughty again today, you're definitely getting a spanking." Knowing Mike might take this for granted, he added, "with the hairbrush." He chuckled at the look of horror on Mike's face and quickly asked Donna to get tissues to clean Mike through the intercom. He usually left it on, as he and Donna never felt the need to turn it off in the first place.

Mike realizing the intercom was on the whole time felt a blush creeping to his cheeks. He knew that the intercom was almost always on, but being reminded that his humiliation was broadcasted to Donna every day intensified the feeling. Thankfully there was only a slight trace of Mike crying by the time Jessica got to the hallway. Harvey returned to the seat behind his desk, and smiled as Jessica approached.

Jessica only stayed for a few minutes, dropping off a new case involving the CEO of a major pharmaceutical company. Mike listened absentmindedly, more concerned with their current case, until he heard Jessica walking away and commenting, "Someone had a fun night. Answer another call you shouldn't have?" She smirked and glanced at Mike who was now fidgeting nervously, "Oh and your suit jacket has a huge crease," She pointed at his upper back, "right there." and walked out.

Harvey's eyes turned ice cold with realization as he glared at Mike. When he saw that Mike was about to open his mouth Harvey quickly silenced him, and sat him down on a chair on the other side of his desk. "I want you to tell me exactly what you were doing last night, and if you even think about lying to me you will get a bedtime spanking every night for the next two weeks. Do I make myself clear?" Harvey had pretty much barked out his command, and Mike was on the verge of tears for the second time this morning.

"Yes daddy." Mike answered, knowing that "Daddy always expected him to answer his questions". At Harvey's nod he shivered and looked down before he continued, "I w-went to the b-bar last night," he swallowed and closed his eyes before adding, "with T-t-rev-v-or." He glanced up for a second, before regretting it seeing Harvey's furious face.

Harvey wasted no time before questioning Mike, "Did you drink?" Although he had asked cooly, his expression betrayed his voice. When Mike nodded in response, Harvey sternly said, "When daddy asks you a question he expects a verbal answer. Is that clear?"

Mike winced, but quickly responded with, "Yes daddy."

"Now I will ask you again. Did. You. Drink?", this time Harvey accentuated each word, which made Mike shake slightly.

"Yes daddy." Mike tried to sound as calm as possible.

"Did you get high?"

"Yes daddy." By now it would be obvious to anyone that Mike was about to cry.

"What time did you get home?"

Mike swallowed the lump in his throat before answering,"Two in the morning...daddy."

Harvey tried his best to calm his anger, but could not help balling his hands into tight fists. "What are the rules Michael?" It was the second time today that Harvey had to lecture the little boy, and he was getting very tired of it.

Mike burst into tears when he began to list off the rules, which he had all but broken. "N-no leaving the ap-p-partment, no d-drink-king, no d-drugs, n-n-no Trev-vor, and b-bedtime at t-ten."

"Tell me Michael which ones did you break?" asked Harvey expectantly, although he knew the answer.

"A-all of them da-d-ddy", Mike sobbed out. Both of them sat in silence for a while, which calmed Harvey's nerves and made Mike's sobbing worse.

Now that Harvey had cooled down, he desperately wanted to comfort his little boy like he had earlier, but knew that this was a situation where Papa Bear had to step back and let the Strict Daddy do the work. Seeing Harvey's glare fading, Mike began to calm down. "You were a very naughty boy yesterday weren't you?" He stated more than asked, although he still expected a proper answer.

"Yes daddy. I'm sorry." Mike now truly looked like a little boy who was ashamed of his naughty behavior. He turned a deep shade of red as Donna glanced towards the office, thoroughly humiliated by the morning's events. Harvey would make sure that what was to follow would make Mike turn even redder, if that was even possible.

"Daddy will make sure you're very sorry by the time he's through with you." Harvey watched as Mike began squirming in his seat, while he planned Mike's punishment. "You're going to get three spankings, to make sure you never do anything naughty like that ever again." The thought of three spankings turned Mike into what looked like a whimpering little boy, which he could essentially be considered as, at this point. "You're going to get one before noon, one tonight at bedtime which will be changed to eight o'clock for two weeks, and another one tomorrow at bedtime." Although Harvey delivered it matter-of-factly, to Mike it felt like a death sentence as he imagined he wouldn't be able to sit comfortably for a few days. Mike was then beckoned over to Harvey, who then proceeded to try and undo Mike's belt.

Mike quickly jumped back and cried, "Daddy what are you doing? Aren't we going down?" He had expected to be taken down to the empty 15th floor, where Harvey usually dragged him despite his complaints.

"No Michael we're going to start giving you your spankings in daddy's office." He said, taking Mike's horrified expression in as a sign that spanking him here would be more effective. "And besides, you're going into timeout now because daddy needs to do some work before your spanking.", and nonchalantly started removing Mike's belt, and reaching for the buttons despite Mike's protests. At home Mike would always go to timeout bare bottom before a spanking. Although Mike never went through that discomfort outside Harvey's condo before, Harvey had decided that from now on all timeouts would be done bare bottom both at home and at the office.

Mike tried to wriggle out of Harvey's grasp, but quickly stopped when a resounding smack landed on his backside. Standing in the corner with a bare bottom exposed is worse with a bottom that happens to be red from a well-deserved spanking. After his pants were tugged down, resulting in a quick frown and nose-wrinkle from Harvey (not that mike noticed), his undies were quickly pulled down, before both garments were pushed down all the way down to his ankles, making Mike flush and look around to make sure no one was in the hallway.

Harvey on the other hand had other concerns. He had smelled urine the second he had pulled down the pants. "Mikey..." using a nickname he used to comfort Mike, "Why does it smell like you went potty in your undies? Hm?" he cooed gently. He was almost sure this had to do with Mike's late night escapade.

Mike felt the sense of shame he had felt in the morning return, as he looked at Harvey. "Last night I...forgot to...and this morning I was going to be late so..." Mike found that he couldn't put together an actual sentence.

Harvey fit all the pieces together, as he realized Mike was probably too intoxicated the night before to remember the pull ups, and had probably spent the night in soaked sheets. He didn't feel the need to force the boy to admit it, as it was a sensitive spot for Mike. "Awww baby boy, that's okay daddy's going to clean you up." He got the baby wipes from his desk drawer and wiped Mike's front, about which Mike looked both relieved and embarrassed.

When ordered to bend over Harvey's lap, Mike hesitated thinking he was going to be spanked.

"Mikey I just want to clean your backside. There's no changing table so we have to do it on daddy's lap." Mike complied although he hated the position, which usually served to redden his hiney.

Mike squirmed as Harvey carefully wiped the inside of his bottom cheeks."Daddy why can't you clean me with big boy wipes?" Mike asked as always.

Harvey knew exactly what Mike meant. Mike wanted him to use normal toilet paper, although Harvey had explained numerous times that it was too dry and would irritate his skin if they used it too often, especially after diapers. "Baby boy you know I have to use baby wipes, so you don't get a rash."

Mike whined in response. Mike hated baby wipes, because they made him feel like such a little boy. They were wipes made specifically for little boys, which he knew deep down was what he was, despite constantly claiming that he was a big boy, but he hated being reminded of it every time he had to have his diaper changed (another little boy necessity).

"Settle down Mikey, Daddy's almost done." Harvey checked thoroughly to make sure Mike hadn't given himself some sort of rash, making the boy squirm being inspected by his daddy's careful eye, before standing him up and leading him to his corner.

Mike stood quietly in the corner, as Harvey went back to his desk to pick up a binder clip to pin the tail of Mike's shirt up, leaving him even more exposed.

"Now, you think about what you did, and how it led to you standing in the corner with your naughty bare bottom out."

"Yes daddy." Mike really wanted to be a good boy and think of what he had done, but all he could think of were the glass doors and the fact that if any of the other associates saw him like this, he would probably never want to see the light of day again. Especially Kyle, who had once called him a baby right in front of Donna. This would be solid evidence, and he couldn't have that happen. Although slightly panicked, Mike managed to stay in the corner. Would daddy let anyone into the office while he was standing in the corner? Would daddy tell them how naughty he had been? What would they think of him? Mike's mind raced with thoughts, until suddenly the door to the office opened. Mike didn't dare look, fearing a spanking in front of the mysterious intruder. He was put at ease when he realized it was just Donna dropping off a few records for Harvey's expansive vinyl collection.

Harvey got up, and put one of his new records on his record player. It was soothing jazz, just what he needed. Although he wasn't the one crying all morning, he was ready to bet he was already just as tired as Mike. He cast a quick glance to his little boy, who was starting to fidget, but Harvey didn't have the heart or the energy to scold him. Harvey dropped down on his couch and relaxed himself for the first time this morning. Being a daddy was very hard, especially on days like this, so he decided to just sit there for a while. He didn't pour himself a drink though, remembering that he would need to spank Mike soon and didn't want anything interfering. It was 10:45 AM and it had already been a long day. He came to the decision that he would go home with his baby boy at lunch. He finally composed himself, and returned to the chair behind his desk. He pulled out the extra hairbrush he kept in his desk drawer (daddy always kept his promises after all, especially if it involves a spanking), and called out, "Michael, you can come out of the corner now."


A/N: If anyone actually ends up reading this, please tell me if I should continue onto the next chapter or edit the next part into this chapter, and have chapter 2 be another scenario-ish.

Once I started it went really fast but I realized I had no idea how to end hehehe anyways if you actually bothered to read through it thanks!

(also am I supposed to only have one A/N per chapter? or is one at the start & one at the end ok?)

(I'm asking all these questions but I have no idea where anyone is gonna answer them xD I'll figure it out :p)