A/N: So, here's another chappie!!! Y'all gone like this one, I can promise you! ;)

Third Person's P.O.V.

Scarves and Discipline

David took the bottle, opened it up, and brought it to his lips. After taking a few sips, he shivered. It made Sam react similarly, seeing David so vulnerable looking. David soon recovered, and held out the bottle to Sam.

"Here, kitten. Drink some of this." He said, so persuasively that Sam almost took the bottle. Almost.

"I don't think I should, guys. I'm taking some pain medicine when I get home, so I really shouldn't drink anything." Sam told him, and it was the truth. The ride here, though fun, had given Sam a horrible headache.

"Why would you need pain medicine?" David said, narrowing his eyes, trying to detect if he was lying. Sam wanted to roll his eyes, but he refrained from doing it.

"Headache. Probably from on the way here." He told the blonde in the wheelchair. Satisfied that he wasn't lying, David nodded his head and put the bottle beside his feet. Sam's eyes were immediately drawn to it. He did want to taste it, but he knew that it would be a very bad idea. Drinking alcohol with four strange boys, no men, that he found deathly attractive? Yeah, not a good idea.

"So, kitten, what do you wanna do?" Paul asked, nudging him from the side. Sam turned to see him grinning, as usual. He wondered if Paul ever stopped smiling. Sam decided that he should answer before they think he's weird, and so, he shrugged.

"I don't know. I don't live here. What do you guys do for fun?" He questioned. All of the boys exchanged a mischievous secretive look.

"You wouldn't be into what we do for fun, trust me." Marko laughed. This led to Sam pouting, not knowing the full extent of what they meant. If he did, he would've high tailed it outta there.

"Well, since we have nothing to do, why don't you boys go get us some food. Take Laddie with you." He looked at Sam momentarily before saying, "Anything special you want, kitten?" David asked with a smirk on his face. Sam, who's eyes went wide again, due to the unwanted attention, just shook his head really fast, hoping to stop their stares. The others nodded and all of them, besides David and Sam got up from their seats. Laddie ran in from God-knows-where and went over to Dwayne, grabbing his and Paul's pants legs. Paul helped Laddie jump up to get out of the cave, and a few seconds after, they were out of sight. Sam heard the sound of bikes rev up, and a minute or two after, they were gone.

"So, kitten, you didn't think I forgot about your punishment, did you?" He asked, huskily with an eyebrow raised. David leaned up to where he was almost out of his chair. Sam's eyes widened, making David smirk. Sam soon realized that he was serious, and gulped.

"Um, what punishment?" Sam tried to play dumb in hopes that David would have forgotten, and he knew that his chances were slim. David would never forget this, though.

"The punishment you get for smart mouthing Paul, for turning your back on us while we were talking to you, for cursing, and for smart mouthing me. Ya' see, that's a lot of bad things that you shouldn't have done, kitten, but I guess I could go easy on you since it's your first time." Sam released a breath he didn't know he had been holding. "Ten should be good." He whispered more to himself than to Sam, and he was confused.

"Ten what?" He asked, his voice slightly shaking. David just looked at him and smirked before getting up off of his wheelchair. He went over to a little nook in the cave that had cloth sheets and scarves covering it. David grabbed a scarf before he walked over to Sam. At this point, Sam's breathing was almost non-existent.

"Ten spankings", and after David said that, Sam's breathing picked up ninety to nothing. He was almost hyperventilating, and if David was worried in the slightest, he didn't show it. He did ask Sam one simple question.

"Do you want this?" Sam didn't think he meant just the punishment. It was more than that, and he thought about it for a minute. Did he want this? Did he want to give himself completely over to guys he barely knew, and he knew the answer.

"Yes." He told David while looking down, and the platinum haired vampire nodded his head before he started giving Sam orders.

"Stand up." Sam did what he was told, and David replaced him on the couch. Sam was mildly scared of what was to come, but he found that he was anticipating it more than feeling afraid.

"Take off your shirt and pants." Sam was a little more reluctant to do so, but after getting a look from David, he slowly reached down and untied his shoelaces. He took off each shoe slowly. Next his shirt came off, and lastly, his pants. Finally, Sam was only in his boxers, which, he had to admit, were feeling a little tighter than usual.

"Now, before I start, you need to tell me if you don't want this, okay? Just say stop of it becomes too much." David said, and Sam had to admit, he was surprised that David cared about his feelings in this.

Out of nowhere, David grabbed Sam's arm and pulled him closer to his sitting form. Sam let David pull him, albeit reluctantly. David could see that

"Come here, kitty kitty." He cooed in Sam's ear when Sam finally reached him, and Sam felt something twitch in his stomach. This made Sam's face and neck turn a few shades redder than it normal my was. David noticed this and smirked.

"Now, I want you to lean over my legs, okay?" Sam did so, suddenly shy about the way he looked, but he did it nonetheless. As he did so, David trailed his icy cold hand up and down his spine, sending shivers all over Sam's body.

He grabbed the scarf he had gotten from Star's area, and tied it over Sam's eyes, stopping him from seeing anything. This left him completely vulnerable to his other senses. 'Good', David thought.

"You are going to get ten swats. How this works is, you say what you did wrong before we start, and when we do start, you will count them out loud. You will say sir after each number. Do you understand?" David asked Sam slowly, not wanting to start unless the boy knew what he was getting himself into. Sam nodded.

"Are you ready?" David asked him one more time, and Sam responded by nodding again. David reached one of his hand up and put his hand in Sam's hair, grasping a handful and pulling it upwards, causing Sam to take in a sharp breath.

"Now, kitten, why are we here?" David asked him, taking control. Sam didn't respond at first, until David pulled on his hair again.

"Be-because I.. I smart mouthed yo-you and Paul, I cursed, an-and I turned my ba-back when you all were ta-talking to me." Sam stuttered, not exactly knowing what to do. He loved that David was so confident, but he felt like an inexperienced little kid compared to him. Hell, he was an inexperienced little kid!

"Good, kitty. Now, don't you deserve this punishment?" David questioned.

"Yes." David pulled on Sam's hair again, pulling it up completely. Sam's neck was visible, and he wanted dig his fangs in it. David imagined how he would taste, and he could feel his fangs come out, willing himself to have one little taste. The monster inside of him tried to reason with him. Sam was his. Why shouldn't he take what was his, but the other part of him knew that, if he started, he wouldn't stop.

"Yes what?" He asked roughly, gripping Sam's golden locks.

"Yes, sir." Sam responded to this, and was rewarded with a hand coming down on his backside. This made Sam gasp, and the thing that had twitched a few minutes ago, did it again, making Sam feel hot

"One, s-sir."

"Good, kitty." David purred and massaged the place he had spanked for a second, and Sam could feel the sting of his hit. It hurt sure, but pain wasn't the main thing he was feeling right now. His mother and father had never spanked Sam. They never had to, but Sam never would have thought that he would enjoy it.

Swat!

This time it was a little harder, and on the top of Sam's thighs, making him whimper in pain and pleasure. He squirmed just a tiny bit on the vampire's lap, making David growl.

"T-two, sir." Sam shook, unable to control his breathing. David had to once again regain his composure. He was losing it quick. This continued on for eight more hits, each one harder than the last, and David would only hit those two places, his upper thighs or his backside.

By the end of this, Sam had a few stray tears falling onto his cheeks. He was whimpering as he slumped on David's legs. David rubbed the spots that he hit, trying to cool them down with his icy touch. He kept murmuring words of encouragement in Sam's hair, and when he saw his tears, he wiped them away.

"You did so good, kitten. I'm so proud of you." He whispered as Sam clutched onto him tighter. After a few minutes, Sam sat up, and David took off the scarf so that he would be able to look into David's icy blue eyes. David tried to read Sam, but all he could tell was that the younger boy was tired, physically and emotionally. David couldn't blame him.

David lifted Sam up and sat him on the couch. He got his clothes and helped him to get dressed, and as David was about to go get a blanket for him, Sam cried out.

"N-no, do-don't leave, ple-please." The little blonde haired boy called out to David, tired, disoriented, and a little scared, and the platinum blonde vampire turned to look at the human boy. All David could do was nod as he went to him. He gathered the boy up into his arms and gently laid down with him curled up against his side. David couldn't help but wonder if he had been too hard on him. He is human. Unlike Marko, Paul, or even Dwyane, this boy was breakable. They needed to be more careful around him.

As he looked down at the boy to see if he was okay, he saw that his little kitten was snuggled up against his chest, snoring while he slept. David wasn't tired at all, and so he jut settled on watching his human sleep before the others came back.

A/N: Sooooooo, did y'all like it? I did. I mean, oh hot damn, Dominant David can tie me up and spank me anyday, anytime. Too bad, though. That position looks like its filled... *cry face*

Disclaimer (since it isnt obvious that I don't own the Lost Boys): I don't own the Lost Boys.

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