Authors note: Ok, so I like all the reviews so far, I have suggestions for Ironhide, Ratchet, and Jazz. I like them all and will try to do them all, but right now the Jazz/Prowl idea. It tickled my muse, so here you go IBrokeThe4thWall.
WARNINGS: Corporal Punishment
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Prowl sat down in in his living room and waited for his love to come in. He had said he wanted to talk to him in private. He had said it rather sternly at that. Prowl wondered on this when he heard the door open and close as Jazz entered. Once Jazz had locked and soundproofed the door, he turned to walk into the living room. Sure enough Prowl was sitting there but leapt up to greet him with a kiss. He had no idea how much trouble he was in at all. Good.
Prowl smiled but it quickly faded as he saw his mate's rather stern face. "Jazz, is something wrong?" he asked his beloved, honestly confused. "Yes my dear. Something is very wrong." Jazz answered. "Do you recall a few days ago when you got me back from the decepticon's base? How you told me you had complete permission from the Prime to come alone? Well I just had the most interesting conversation with him. He said you did not obey his strict orders and came and got me. Is this true Prowl?" Prowl was flustered, he was hoping Jazz would not find out and it had been a few days since, so he figured he was in the clear. He thought of lying, but it wouldn't matter, Jazz would find out and it would only be worse.
"Well, yes, but I was already punished most sternly by the Prime, so it's ok now." He answered quickly. Jazz looked at him coolly. "Oh yes, Prime told me all about it, I think it's just what you need." Prowl was nervous now, "You mean just what I 'needed', right? Because I was already punished for disobeying him." Jazz frowned, "Yes, you were punished for disobeying him. I am talking about how you lied to 'me'. I don't think you learned your lesson very well, I think you need a bit moreā¦..correction. I plan on helping you with this, Prowl. I'm not gonna have you lying to me. Now go stand in the corner of the berthroom while I go get something." Prowl spark sunk at his mates words. "Please Jazz, don't do this. I promise I won't ever lie to you ever again. Please don't spank me." He pleaded. The last time Jazz had spanked him for lying, he hadn't been able to sit at his desk all the next day. Jazz only pointed to the room. Prowl hung his helm and went slowly to the corner of his and Jazz's room. He stood there for a while and then he heard Jazz enter. "Come here Prowl." His bonded ordered. Prowl turned and his spark all but stopped. In his mate's hand, was the dreaded paddle. They had kept it from their childhood vorns. It had been Sentinels paddle and they had felt it plenty of times before, but he had not gotten it since. Prowl moved slowly toward his mate as Jazz sat on the bed. Once Prowl was close enough, he was pulled down across strong legs. He squirmed a moment and then fell still. When they were newlyweds, they had agreed to use corporal punishment on one another should one disobey or hurt the other. They both had experience over one another's knees, but surprisingly, Jazz's hand hurt the most. Before Prowl even had time to brace, Jazz's hand came down hard with the paddle in it. The paddle cracked down smarty on his aft. Prowl yelled in surprise and pain. That nasty old thing hurt like the pit! In truth the spanking only lasted about five minutes, but I was like an hour for Prowl. He had sobbed and begged and kicked, but his love was not impressed and only moved down to his tinder thighs. Jazz picked Prowl up and took him to the living room and held him once it was over. Right in his lap as he watched T.V. and rubbed his sad little mate's doorwings. He snuck a hand down to his aft and rubbed that as well before quietly asking "Are we going to be naughty and lie to me ever again?" Prowl shook his head slowly. His aft hurt too much to even think of lying again. "Good. How about we go to the back and I'll make your cute little aft feel a whole lot better, huh?" Prow sniffled and nodded. Getting excited about a reward from his mate. Jazz picked him up and carried him away to the back room, satisfied that his little Prowler would be good now. He was already a bit hard. He smiled happily and he lay Prowl down, who was already stripping, and closed the door.
Authors Note: What do you think? I like it I think. Please give me more reviews if you want it continued. It might be a while because my electronic reader is broken and I am blind, so it's kind of hard to type. I'm at school now. :) Until next time!
