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2StepsFromH3LL: Because Kanin has the worst luck, he's not being haunted though, new ability! :D

CaptainPorkChop: Stern Godric so so fine. C; He can slap me, lmao.

Shamelessly Reckless: Kanin is about to have so much leverage over his maker, rofl. That power switch though...and Eric is gonna be living for it. :D

AVoidInTheClouds: Godric is very dangerous...turn his butthole inside out?! Ahhh, lmao. I'm dead. xD

A00000000000000023: It might be a new ability. C:

Momo: Kanin is a ride or die type of guy. :)

Twix13: Godric really is going to feel so bad. xD

NoTFaMouUs: I'm glad you liked it! :D

WARNING: Spanking. Mention of bruises. Slight smut. (Guy on Guy) Blood. Death of technology. Threats. Godric's ability (Unrealistic orgasms)

Sorry for the typos

GODRIC

His fourthborn released a gasp when he was slung forward and he crashed to his knees on the hardwood floor of his bedroom, he struggled to speak but words wouldn't form. Whirling frightened, gray eyes toward his maker, he shook his head frantically when Godric stepped into the room with slanted eyes. Red vapor coated the ancient's vision and he fought to control his anger, clenching fists tightly. He struggled against the impulse to beat his foolish progeny into the ground, fought against the suggestion to introduce Kanin to silver, make the younger think twice about disobeying him again.

"What were you thinking?" Godric hissed with bitterness, bitterness that strengthened when Kanin furrowed his brows and unexpectedly glared at him with annoyance, from his kneeled position on the floor. The elder expelled an astonished exhale of breath before shaking his head. No, Kanin wouldn't do well against the burn of silver chains, and despite his disrespect, he was nonetheless...an infant.

Godric prowled toward his tensing newborn and snagged him by the nape of his neck, lifting him easily and steering him toward the bed. The ancient took his seat on the end of the mattress before navigating a tense Kanin into his lap and when the newborn was laying across his thighs, on his stomach, uncomfortable and frightened, Godric began his lecture while removing the younger from his sweatpants and boxers, revealing the globes of his progeny's rear by pushing the layers of clothes to rest on long legs. "When I give you an order, I expect you to follow it without question or rebellion."

The realization of what would come next had already soared Kanin's emotions upward in height, sensations of frustration and embarrassment but there was no guilt, and that infuriated Godric. The beautiful creature felt no shame for his actions. Instead, he stood by them with an unwavering attitude...for now.

Leaning forward, the ancient laid his left arm across his forthborn's midback, shifting to rest his right palm against the left globe of Kanin's rear, prompting the younger immortal to tense further. "Brace yourself, little rabbit. This will hurt."

Lifting his arm, he brought it down with brute strength, striking hard and rapid, reddening the flesh beneath him as Kanin twisted in his lap with yelps and cries. The scent of crimson tears confronted his nose but it didn't deter the discipline. Wrath fueled him and he stuck, bruising his progeny's rear until endurance departed Kanin and he became pliant, sniffling and weeping through the spanking. "I could have lost you!" Godric snarled, "Did you truly think there wouldn't be consequences by your actions?"

Striking repeatedly, he continued. "Ignore an order again and I'll chain you in silver for a week!" He ceased the whipping, examining the bruises that would shortly heal before sliding his left arm under his progeny, shifting him around until the younger straddled his lap. Confronting teary, gray eyes and a crimson streaked face, he dragged his tongue over attractive features, collecting Kanin's blood, cleaning him with an appreciative hum for a brief period before ultimately pulling away.

"You will remain in your room until further notice, you're punishment isn't over. Don't expect to be fed tonight." Godric warned, shutting the bond entirely, more for his sanity than Kanin's. He would give in to the younger's demands and sever the discipline if he sensed his beautiful boy's unhappy emotions.

Gorgeous, gray eyes broadened with anxiety and heartbreak that clenched Godric's heart painfully but before Kanin could fasten his arms around him with wordless pleas, Godric changed positions, lifting his forthborn by the waist, he turned and deposited the younger vampire on the bed before whirling around and storming out the room, determined to continue the punishment even as sad eyes watched him leave.

KANIN

Kanin shook uncontrollably when the bedroom door slammed shut, signaling his maker's departure. A stillness persisted before a fresh wave of tears escaped his tear ducts. Ignoring his clothes fastened around his legs, he curled on the bed and swore wordlessly before closing his eyes, fighting to halt the angry tears.

He couldn't speak, couldn't defend himself from the accusation. Why did Godric just assume he disobeyed him? Hostility developed, strengthening and Kanin opened his eyes, gazing at the opposite wall while his vision bled red. This was absolute bullshit! It wasn't as if he left the territory willingly! Kanin shifted and climbed out of the bed, reaching to adjust his attire before pacing the room with intensifying heartbreak. Godric didn't trust him and that stung bitterly, clenched his heart painfully.

The bond was closed, dark, and without the sliver of warmth that was his maker, it ached, similar to rejection.

Despair weighed heavily on his shoulders and he trudged to the bathroom with the idea to take a shower. He opened the glass door and reached inside to twist the knob until the hiss of water against the marble floor sounded, motivating Kanin to strip out of his clothes. Once he was bare, he footed into the cubicle, stepping directly under the freezing water and promptly yelping before adjusting the temperature.

The nights in Canada were cool, sometimes cold and Kanin was disappointed to find out that different temperatures could affect vampires, comparable to humans. As an immortal, he craved warmth, appreciated heat but he didn't care for the cold. Of course, it likely only affected him since his clan didn't appear to mind it.

Standing under the warm water, he moaned approvingly, murmuring wordlessly before turning around for the body wash and washcloth. A missing washcloth. Clearly, Eric must have scavenged the rooms for laundry again. Kanin could wager that the touchy vampire stole his towel as well. Grinning with fondness, he spun around and opened the glass door, intending to grab another rag from the cabinet only to freeze in disbelief. The vampire eyed the floating cloth on the other side of the entrance. Gasping when it fell to the ground shortly. Defensive once again, he tensed and scanned the bathroom with unblinking eyes, glimpsing nothing else out of the ordinary.

Peering down at the rag, he tilted his head and concentrated on the washcloth and his mouth dropped with alarm when it levitated off of the tile. Taking a step back, Kanin watched it fall to the floor again as realization crawled forward. It was him? The recollection of the tablet in the kitchen caused his eyebrows to rise high. Then relief coaxed him to unwind and his shoulders lost all tension. It wasn't the demon. It wasn't a threat.

So, was this one of the abilities Godric spoke about?...No, his maker said nothing about controlling objects mentally. He only spoke of glamour, flight, and unique abilities that could possibly materialize when Kanin was his age.

Directing his focus back on the washcloth, he watched disbelievingly when it floated high enough for him to snatch out of the air, and currently clenching the cloth in his hand, he frowned. What the fuck?

He didn't trust this.

Ignore it.

Assumingly hours later, He was so hungry, his throat burned unbearably and sunrise was here, slowing down his thought process and rendering his body sluggish. Kanin sat in the middle of the bed, imprisoned in strangling anxiety. Godric was going to make him sleep alone. It was apparent. The bond was still sealed. Parting his lips, he mouthed his maker's name with desperation, and Kanin's features twisted at the failed plea before he changed positions to rest on his side, curling up and preparing himself for a long, sleepless day.

An eternity passed before the noise of his bedroom door opened and Kanin sluggishly lifted his head from the pillow, instantly discovering the figure of his maker walking into the room, holding his tablet. He assessed Godric's disgruntled features with hopeful enthusiasm before his dormant heart dropped in distress and he swallowed needlessly, uneasy as the ancient advanced.

Kanin gasped when Godric's free hand snagged an ankle of one of his curled legs and dragged him down the bed. "Kanin." His maker hissed, abruptly leaning over him, revealing the lit screen of the tablet and gray eyes widened at the revealed messages he sent his mother.

"What did I tell you?" Godric snarled out his question, "As your maker, I command you to speak!"

"It's only messages!" Kanin cried out, shaking. "I ordered no contact. That was the rule, Kanin!" Godric yowled viciously, influencing tears to materialize without his approval, and regret coated him. His maker squeezed the tablet with both hands, cracking the thin glass effortlessly and immediately breaking the sleek technology in half, and it sparked through the middle before dying.

Once Godric leaned away and dropped the divided halves onto the floor, Kanin lunged, sluggish and frantic, fastening limbs tightly around the older vampire, he clung to the elder's midback, clenching fistfuls of the pullover desperately, concealing his features into his chest.

"Sorry! I'm sorry! Please, please, I'll be good, I swear—"

Fingers burrowed into his upper arms, wrenching him back and he halted his breath when he confronted narrowed, black eyes and upturned lips that demonstrated blunt teeth with a vicious snarl. "But you haven't been," Godric growled, rumbling low, practically shaking him. "Leaving the territory, fighting a wendigo! Contacting—" Suddenly, his maker hissed and jerked him onto his feet before dragging him to the stationary computer with one hand wrapped around his bicep. Kanin gasped when he was pushed against the desk, nearly toppling onto his keyboard, "Sign in to your accounts and deactivate them, now!"

Trembling, he did what was ordered while the dangerous glare of Godric burned the impression of a hole into the side of his face. "That's all of them," Kanin rasped once he was done, avoiding the deadly gaze until the same hand snagged his bicep again, and the younger vampire was hauled away from the desk, whirling his large stare to his maker. "Contact any of them again and I'll break this next," Godric vowed, pointing to Kanin's computer with his free hand.

Kanin stiffened before nodding frantically, chewing on his bottom lip with blunt teeth and reaching out to plaster himself against the elder and he keened when Godric didn't allow it, pushing him away rather.

"Your punishment isn't over, beautiful boy. In fact, it's been extended to the next night."

"The next?" Kanin cried, "I can't sleep without you and I'm hungry!"

Godric frowned, wavering for a split second before his features hardened. "Stop whining!"

"It was Benjamin's fault in the first place, he made me leave the territory!" Godric's features twisted with fierce skepticism, causing Kanin to sag his shoulders in defeat. "You don't believe me." The younger sobbed with alarm.

"Kanin, I've seen the messages," Godric replied with a tone of exaggeration before expelling a loud exhale of air.

"I know! I did message my mom and my friends! I'm not saying I didn't but I never left the territory of my own free will!" He cried, nearly stomping his foot, depleted and bleeding from his ear.

"We'll see," Godric growled before turning abruptly on his heel and storming away from him. He was leaving! No!

"Godric!" Kanin cried, chasing after his maker, compelling the elder to spin around with dark eyes. The younger vampire emitted a gasp when palms landed on his chest and pushed him away.

"Stay in your room, Kanin. I don't want to catch sight of you until I learn the truth." The ancient hissed as the younger stumbled back from the force. He confronted cold, dark eyes with a teary gaze until Godric veered around and left the bedroom, signaling his departure once again. A sob tore from Kanin's throat and he lowered to the floor, sitting cross-legged, and facing the closed door. His body ached with fatigue and when a trickle of blood escaped his right nostril, he wiped the crimson away with his shirt.

His throat burned.

ERIC

Eric carried the two bottles of blood into his brother's room the following night, once he acquired permission from his disgruntled maker. Godric remained irritated with Kanin and so he stayed away, immersing himself in the applications for Kanin's future instructors, tutors that were meant to educate the newborn in various skills he would be required to learn after he departed infant stage.

Finding his brother curled on the bed, Eric set the bottles on the bedside table before crawling onto the mattress. He purred soothingly, pulling the layers of covers off the younger vampire and immediately coiling around him, fastening an arm around his torso, and resting against his back. "I brought you nourishment, bother," Eric murmured, burying his features into ebony hair and inhaling deeply, breathing in the other's alluring scent.

"You're going to get in trouble." Kanin rasped, placing his hand over Eric's while the elder rubbed his chest and stomach. "Godric expects you to eat."

Kanin tensed against him and silence lingered before the slender physique of the newborn shivered, "He's angry."

It wasn't a question but Eric still answered, "No, merely annoyed."

"He doesn't believe me."

"Our maker's waiting for Aoi to call back so he can ask, little one," Eric admitted, nuzzling into his brother's hair before turning around briefly to snag one of the bottles. He curled back around the other vampire while uncapping the container, and when the fragrance of fresh blood, blood belonging to Godric, could be scented, Kanin growled savagely with ivory fangs exposed. And the spectacle compelled Eric to hum with delight while pale fingers, belonging to the newborn, curled around the bottle and his hand. He watched with affectionate eyes as Kanin brought the bottle rim to his mouth and practically downed the meal in one go with feral rumbles. And after, when he pulled the empty bottle away from Kanin, he leaned in and caught red-stained lips hungrily, gifting the newborn an energetic kiss, a liplock that the younger vampire immediately responded to, twisting around and draping arms around Eric's neck.

The blond dropped the bottle onto the bed, thoughtlessly, finding it so much more satisfactory to grab the other vampire's rear with his hand and squeeze with his fingers, influencing Kanin to grind his pelvis flush against his with a moan that he swallowed gladly before a long leg draped over his hipbone. Kanin abruptly retreated out of the kiss and pleaded his name against his lips. "Eric."

Eric couldn't halt the aroused growl expelling from his throat and he shifted, rolling on top of his brother, covering the slender body with his larger figure. Arms untangled around his neck before palms pushed against his chest and Kanin moaned, long and deep when Eric ground two pelvises together, stimulating their cocks that lay trapped between barriers of clothing. Pleasure unexpectedly crashed down onto him and he gasped with alarm, confronting large, gray eyes beneath him as Godric's ability swept them both into waves of euphoria. Kanin was bucking and twisting underneath him, keening as fingers clawed at his back and Eric collapsed on the smaller male with pleasured growls that transformed into elevated cries.

Bright ecstasy burned hot, enhancing to the point of painful overstimulation, prompting icy, blue eye to roll as he climaxed with a choked snarl. Kanin was clinging tightly to him, shaking violently from his own powerful release before the waves died, enabling both vampires to become pliant in a comfortable pile of limbs.

Eric rested his head on Kanin's rumbling chest, purring in response to the newborn as they floated down from their discharge high.

"He's not angry." He cooed, concentrating on Godric's remorseful emotions, "It appears you're forgiven, min älskade."

A shudder could be sensed traveling through Kanin's body before palms rubbed Eric's back.

"Did he speak with Aoi?" The newborn asked, anxious and hopeful.

"Well, he's mortified, brother, so yes, I believe he did." At least Kanin would be free of punishment when it came to the wendigo. Honestly, because of Godric's fuck up, his newborn brother could get away with practically anything at the moment. Great for Kanin, disastrous for Godric. The guilt would consume the ancient boy alive if Kanin didn't forgive him within the next hour.

"Is he coming?"

"No, the coward is hiding." Eric teased out the white lie, relishing in the sensation of irritation spewing from his maker down the hall, and he swore that he could hear blunt teeth grinding behind attractive lips just before the bedroom door blew open, and he grunted when the hands of his maker shoved him off of Kanin, prompting him to chuckle as he stretched out beside his family members on the comfortable bed.

Godric was hesitant, reaching for Kanin while on his knees but he didn't grab him. Instead, he wavered with furrowed brows and parted lips. It was Kanin that lunged into their maker's arms, fastening limbs tightly around a stupefied Godric and rumbling wild purrs, nuzzling his features aggressively into the ancient's throat and tattooed collarbone as Eric gazed with amusement and satisfaction.

A/N: Kanin was really fortunate, Godric was lenient with him, all the boy received was a spanking and was sent to bed without supper. A younger Godric would have beat the flesh off of his back. Kanin is also finally about to comprehend the power he has over Godric, and now he's acquired a new ability he shouldn't have in the first place. ;)