Pairing: Klaus/Kol (M/M) otk, paddle

Klaus had made sure that Jeremy sat near him during the movie. It was a school night, but he wanted to spend some time with all of them at the same time and he figured it had been a while since they watched a movie together. Freya was down with Vanessa. Elijah was with Kol.

While Matt was getting drinks with the younger boys, Klaus asked Jeremy to sit by him.

"Hey, you okay?" Klaus asked smoothing back Jeremy's hair as he always did.

Jeremy colored,"You heard me yell at Uncle Elijah?"

Klaus nodded,"Yes, Jeremy, that's not like you."

"I apologized to Uncle Elijah upstairs. Finn told me that Henrik accidentally broke the controller. I had accused Finn of doing it on purpose. Sorry, Dad," Jeremy said softly.

"Good. Because you are already grounded. I've been very lenient with you boys lately, but no more warnings. You know how I expect you to behave. Do you understand me?" Klaus warned.

"Yes, sir. It won't happen again," Jeremy promised. "Sometimes I miss it when it was just us, but I also like having everyone around. It's just hard sometimes and I lose it."

Klaus nodded, "I know, son. Let's make sure we spend some time painting or doing something just the two of us this weekend. Like old times."

"Here's the drinks and popcorn," Matt said coming back in, he had let Henrik and Finn both hold one thing.

Jeremy smiled and said, "Awesome."

Tyler was a little frustrated. Caroline was talking to other guys. He knew it. She had a right to, they weren't exclusive. He thought about just throwing in the towel and giving up, but then he decided that some things were worth waiting for. He wondered if Freya would make him a love spell, but he figured if it wasn't real, he didn't want it anyway.

With the moonlight ring, Tyler didn't have to worry about turning. However, Tyler wasn't used to wearing a ring. He didn't tell his dad this, but he had forgotten to wear the ring or put it back on a few times. Technically, he only had to wear it on the full moon not to turn, but Bonnie had suggested that he wear it all the time to make sure it worked on the full moon. Tyler promised himself he'd be more responsible about it. He didn't want to turn, just because he forgot to wear the ring they went through so much trouble to make for him.

Matt and Jeremy were still grounded another full week. Tyler did attend a little party at one of his old teammates house's. He had a few beers there and ended up staying over night. Now that he had a moonlight ring, he wondered if he should rejoin the team. Technically, it wasn't possible as the deadline passed, but he thought maybe Uncle Kol or Marcel could compel someone to let him back on.

Tyler had dinner with his mom one night. She mentioned that Miss Monroe was sick and in the hospital. Tyler wanted to tell him mom that she was now a vampire and in their basement, but he wasn't sure how well she would take that. Things between them had been good. His mother seemed happy to be the mayor. He did tell her about the moonlight ring. She didn't mention anything about him "coming home." That suited him just fine. To be alone in that huge house by himself just didn't appeal to him. Someday, he'd be happy to live in the Lockwood mansion, but not now.

Tyler was angry about Davina and what the witches did. He didn't like feeling helpless and seeing how messed up everyone was. Things at home felt a little off, like they were all waiting for the other shoe to drop.

Kol did feel better mentally the day after Elijah took that awful stick to him. He was sore, and still apprehensive about his third punishment. Nik had been busy with the boys and a little distracted about Marcel and Rebekah. There had been a time he had been bitterly jealous over Nik's feelings for Marcel, but those days were over.

"There he is," Vanessa said lightly. She was reading Proust.

"A little light reading?" Kol quipped.

"Why not? It does get a little dull down here," Vanessa replied.

Kol winced a little as he sat on the couch by Vanessa.

"What's wrong? Do you fall or something?" Vanessa asked with concern.

Kol laughed, "Something like that. How's your hunger today?"

"It was fine until you mentioned it. Now I'm starving. Can you get me a blood bag?" Vanessa begged.

"I wish I could, luv. Gotta follow the rules around here. You know I'm in enough trouble," Kol mused.

"So is visiting me part of the chastisement that your brother mentioned?" Vanessa pressed.

"No, I like to visit you. I'm your sire so technically I owe it to you to take care of you, to look after you, but you can tell me to sod off," Kol smirked.

"You did kill me, but I guess I understand why a little more. I'm sorry about your girlfriend. I didn't know her, but I saw her at school," Vanessa explained.

"She would tear me a new one if she knew some of the things I did, like turn you. That's why I'm trying to take my punishments like a big boy. Easier said than done," Kol offered.

"Yeah, well, good luck with that. Go put some ice on that ass," Vanessa said going back to her book. Kol flushed and vamped out. Was it that obvious? He hoped she was just kidding. He knew no one in the family would share their methods with just anybody.

By the next evening, the soreness was gone. Kol was ready to get his 3rd round of punishment over with. Klaus seemed to have forgotten.

"Nik, I'm okay if you want to cancel, but don't we have that thing tonight?" Kol prompted Klaus as he was playing video games with Finn and Henrik in their room.

"Oh yeah, brother, you are correct. Can you report to my quarters at say, 9 pm?" Klaus said letting Henrik win the game.

"Yes, sir. I shall be there with bells on," Kol said. He really just wanted to get it over with.

Freya found Elijah helping Matt with an assignment for a research paper.

"Hey, you know, Vanessa offered to tutor anyone when needed? Now sure if she's ready, but maybe soon?" Freya suggested.

"Too bad, she has to be in the basement in the first place," Matt added.

"Yes, Matthew. It is upsetting and I wish we could have prevented it. However, we just have to make the best of it. Are you alright to try this on your own?" Elijah asked, looking tenderly at the blond haired boy.

"Yeah, I think I'm good. Thanks," Matt agreed and said goodbye and left.

"So how was the other night with Kol? I meant to ask you earlier, but today was crazy," Freya reported.

"It was hard. I've never seen him really feel repentance like this before. Love really must conquer all. He holds on to so much, though. I know he always used to feel like Marcellus stole his place in the family. Niklaus daggered Kol once for putting Marcel in danger when he was human and he never really got over it. Then, I was tough on him, too, for years. Remember the first night we met, at the Christmas party?" Elijah recalled.

"Of course, it was the first time we every spoke," Freya smiled.

"I had just slapped Kol across the face twice that night. He looked at me with such hurt and surprise that I almost cannot bear to recall it. Freya, I lost it with him. He was afraid Niklaus was going to dagger him again and he tried to make a dark object to use against him. A little later, he overslept one morning and I caught him feeding from the maid. I knew he was hungry, left him alone writing lines, which I knew he despised and...," Elijah drifted off.

"And what?" Freya pressed gently.

"He fed off another maid and got caught again. I think Niklaus thrashed him, maybe it was me, I don't recall, but I told him that he was a disgrace to the family. Freya, he brought that up last night. It was 100 years ago and he's felt like that ever since. And the dagger he feared so much? Right before Father found us in New Orleans, Niklaus had daggered him again. We proved him right, he was right to fear us," Elijah finished.

"Oh brother, you cannot beat yourself up for things that happened a century ago. Is that not what we are trying to purge Kol of now? This guilt, regret, and sadness that eats away at one? We must follow our own counsel. You were being hunted by Mikael. I can't ever say that I can understand what he put you through, but I've heard enough from you, from him, to know that he was serious about killing Niklaus and anyone who stood in his way. If Kol drew Mikael, then perhaps none of us would be here right now?" Freya reasoned.

"Thank you, Freya, for trying to put this in perspective. You're right. I need not wallow in my many mistakes. What's done is done, like I just said to Matthew. Niklaus is probably dealing with Kol now. God knows they have had their ups and downs, but he loves him dearly. If the love of a young girl can heal a broken heart, a haunted spirit, perhaps too can the love of siblings? Speaking of, how do you think the younger boys are doing?" Elijah said wiping a stray tear from his eye quickly.

"Really good, don't they see better to you? More normal, living in the present. I think hanging out with the older boys is good for them. I mean, they fight, but I guess that is typical, right?" Freya wondered.

"Yes, those video machines seem to have brought them together, though they argue over them constantly. Jeremy said something about Henrik being the one to break the controller, but Finn took the blame so no one would be angry with him. That was never the Finn I knew before, protective and willing to put himself on the line for a brother," Elijah mused.

"We shall take it as a good sign then. Any progress on the witches? It's odd not to really have a plan. I wonder what they are doing with their spike in power. I daresay nothing good down there," Freya added.

"Yes, when Marcel banned magic and banished the wolves, he created many enemies. I prefer to attempt to create allies, but perhaps it's too late for that with the New Orleans covens. I really haven't found out much," Elijah admitted.

"In time, brother, in time," Freya ended.

Kol took himself to Klaus' room at 9 pm. He felt like a little boy who should be dragging his teddy. He vowed again to not beg for mercy, though if he was going to get whipped again, he thought he might crumple.

He sat on the little couch area in the dark and then strolled out to the balcony attached. In the sliding glass door reflection, he saw himself. Always 17, yet still making childish mistakes. He hoped Vanessa could control her blood lust better than him. He had taken an extra blood bag again tonight. It may not help, but it couldn't hurt.

"Here you are, brother, in the dark," Klaus said coming in the room and turning on the light.

"Yes, I've come to learn the errors of my ways. I will admit, Nik, if you use that wicked stick Elijah did on me, you might have to chain me up," Kol confessed.

"That' bad, huh?" Klaus asked.

"It was horrible. Are you going to use Freya's liniment on me, too?" Kol asked knowing that answer.

"Yes, that was part of the deal. Feeling any better today?" Klaus asked puttering around the room.

"Aye, I do. Vanessa seems to hate me less. Matt is still angry, but resigned that I turned his teacher. I don't love that Freya is now on the list to give me a clobbering, but I know why you are all doing this," Kol admitted.

"I didn't think of that, but I suppose Elijah and I are on that list, too. So you might get a good show if we push our eldest sister too far," Klaus joked. He really didn't think Freya would ever try to thrash him, but according to family rules, she could.

"I would like to see that, but that bloody liniment is the balm of the very devil himself, Nik. She put vervain in it the first night before she took her spoon to me. I haven't felt pain like that, maybe ever," Kol confessed hotly.

"I'm sorry, little brother, but if it helps you learn your lesson. It stays. We can't have you killing and maiming here in Mystic Falls. You know that. Come now, you look tired again. Did you not sleep well last night?" Klaus asked.

Kol shook his head, "I dreamt about Davina all night, being in a dark place. Then, tortured by the ancestors."

"Kol, you don't have to wait until you get a hiding to come sleep in here. I mean that, when you are like that, come sleep in here," Klaus said softly.

Kol nodded. He hadn't wanted to be alone last night. No one knew but he and Davina had shared a bed at night. They hadn't done anything except hold each other, but now he couldn't sleep alone.

Klaus just wanted to go to bed now, but he knew he had to complete his task. His brother was not okay. He had to purge this guilt and sorrow out of him, in the Mikaelson family way. He grabbed some towels and a wet washcloth, like Freya had suggested. Klaus headed over to his bed and sat, getting out the liniment.

Kol groaned and dragged his feet coming over.

"I can put it on myself," Kol objected.

"I know you can, but you are not going to," Klaus said pulling Kol toward him.

Kol reflectively clutched the waistband of his sleep pants as Klaus went to tug them down.

"You know better," Klaus said smacking him on the thigh.

"Sorry," Kol muttered moving his hands so his brother could push his pants and underwear to his knees.

For a second, Kol's hands went to cover his face in shame. He couldn't do this again, couldn't take the pain and mortification. The indignity of getting another spanking was horrific, most of all, because he felt he deserved it. His pride couldn't say he was being wronged or slighted, not this time.

Klaus saw his face, the turmoil and despair in his eyes.

"Hey, tell me what's going on. I know it's been a while, but brother, it will be over quickly. Talk to me," Klaus said, pulling him down to sit on his lap.

Kol squirmed a moment in discomfit, and then spat, "It's harder knowing I deserve worse than a thrashing. For killing, lying, turning...I can't even say to myself that I don't deserve this ten fold."

"You will be soundly punished, then it is over. And getting a thrashing is worse and hard to take for a moment, then you are forgiven. You've been daggered, shunned, shouted at, banished, and ignored. All those punishments have done is made you feel unloved and alone. You are not. I adore you. I wish that I would have always been able to tell you that. It was easy for me to show affection to Marcel and even Rebekah, but with you, I was afraid you would reject me," Klaus said holding him and whispering in his ear.

"I was angry and jealous much of the time. A waste of immortality. I swear, brother, I will be the person Davina needs me to be. No more lies or hiding my true needs. I do sometimes feel alone and...sad. I will come to you, I swear it," Kol pledged.

"If you don't, you know where you will find yourself," Klaus laughed flipping him over his lap.

"Hey! Ah, that stuff is bloody cold," Kol whined as Klaus started the liniment. Smack! Klaus swatted Kol's thigh.

"Watch your language. You can get a bar of soap in your mouth tonight," Klaus warned smoothing the substance all over Kol's exposed backside and thighs.

"Sorry, sorry! Please don't," Kol exclaimed. Klaus tossed him a pillow to put under his head.

Klaus arranged him a little by moving back on the bed so both Kol's upper body and legs were on the bed. He wiped his hands on the towel, realizing that they wouldn't heal either coated in that substance.

Klaus rested his hand a moment on Kol's backside patting it slightly.

"Okay, little boy, you are going to learn what happens when you sneak out for a midnight snack without permission," Klaus said raising his hand and bringing it down crispy on Kol's right cheek.

Whack!

Kol bit his lip to not cry out.

Whack! Kol felt another hard smack on his left cheek.

Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Klaus laid down a series of spanks across the center of his backside. Kol again had to brace himself.

Whack! Whack! Whack! Whack!

The pain caused him to gasp and start to push himself up.

"No, no, no! What happens when you get out of position?" Klaus warned.

"Ah, owww, ouch. I get another spanking. But Klaus with the liniment, it hurts too much," Kol whined.

"You know when one of the boys gets a smacked bottom, this is what they feel. I haven't had to spank any of them in a while, maybe this is why this is an effective deterrent? Now, stay still," Klaus encouraged giving Kol an extra hard smack on the thigh.

"Owwwwww! Brother, b-brother," Kol wailed. He was gripping on the pillow and starting to wiggle his backside out of the way. Klaus held him in place with his left hand on Kol's lower back.

Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!

Klaus swatted the area below Kol's backside as he thrashed out his legs. The pain was fierce.

Klaus paused a moment. His hand was sore and aching. He had meant to grab the paddleball paddle but it was down in the kitchen junk drawer. He didn't mean to make Kol fetch it, but he needed something.

"Oh, I think I have just the thing," Klaus muttered. He reached into his bedside table and pulled out the helping hand paddle that Tyler's mother had given him. He only spanked Tyler with it once, then forgetting about it. It was shaped as a hand and Klaus had to admit it was silly, but effective.

Klaus put it on the bed in front of Kol.

"What the hell is that?" Kol groused.

Klaus spanked his other thigh hard.

"That is a wooden paddle for your bottom. Aptly named the 'helping hand.' Little brother, you did not exaggerate. My hand is very sore after applying that slow healing salve. Be glad I'm not going to use that heavier paddle on your misbehaving rear," Klaus added.

"Arghh, okay, okay. I am glad. But that thing looks ridiculous," Kol gasped as Klaus randomly smacked his bottom all over. Klaus was now just trying to apply an even layer of smacks, not using much of his strength.

"Would you rather I fetch Elijah's stick? Hmm, you just button your lip unless you want to get another sound licking before breakfast tomorrow, mister. Complaining doing your punishment? Very naughty," Klaus lectured, still swatting him lightly as Kol struggled not to kick.

"S-sorry, b-brother," Kol stammered, close to tears, but trying not to break down so easily.

"I know. Okay, I think you are warmed up enough for the paddle. My hand certainly is worn out," Klaus shared.

Klaus reached to pick up the instrument and patted Kol's bare behind with it. His whole rear and the top of his thighs were not all pink, but getting there. The liniment was causing the burning and sting to linger unbearably. Kol knew it was just going to get worse. He bit his lip to avoid whining.

"Okay, are you ready for your paddling, young man?" Klaus asked now patting a little more firmly with the paddle in the target area.

"No! I can't," Kol blurted as the first swat popped down hard across both cheeks. His legs kicked out and he tried to push himself up. It hurt more than he anticipated, especially on his sore behind.

Pop!

"That's one, Kol. Two more and you are getting another paddling tomorrow. Now behave," Klaus said firmly swatting him again.

Pop!

Kol again couldn't stay in place and jerked. He was trying to get off of Klaus' lap. Klaus' left arm held him.

"That's two. You are really going to have a sore behind tomorrow unless you settle down," Klaus threatened.

Crack! Crack!

Klaus targeted Kol's sit spots firmly. Kol threw his hand back and almost got it swatted.

"That's three! I've had it. Give me your hands," Klaus ordered. He pinned Kol's hands and began to paddle him sounded as he thrashed.

Klaus heard Kol finally break down and start crying. Pop! Pop! Pop! Pop!

Klaus knew he was mostly using his wrist to snap the paddle down and not spanking him as hard as he could be. Kol was kicking and thrashing enough that he was having trouble holding him down.

Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!

"Take a minute. I'm going to let this paddling sink in. When you can, tell me why you are being punished," Klaus said smoothing the paddle over his hot, red cheeks.

Kol was sniffling and trying to get control of himself.

"I killed three people," Kol cried.

Pop! Klaus brought the paddle down hard on both cheeks.

"Ouch! P-please, Nik. Sorry, four with V-Vanessa. I l-lied about it. I freaked when Davina was taken and kidnapped Vanessa. I'm sorry. I w-won't try to hide things," Kol promised.

"No more hiding. You are restricted to the house unless one of us is with you. You stay on a regular schedule of eating, drinking, and sleeping. If you can't sleep, come in here with me. When you miss Davina, you can call Rebekah or talk to one of us. No more hiding it," Klaus said. Kol's backside was red and swollen. He wanted to drive the lesson home.

"Okay, I'm going to let go of your hands. Keep them away from your bottom. These are going to hurt, but after you are forgiven for everything. We don't have to talk about it again unless you want to. You know, I am proud of you for accepting responsibility. I know this has been hard, but now it's over," Klaus said softly.

Pop! Pop! Pop! POP! POP! POP! POP!POP!POP!POP!

Klaus ended the spanking with ten more pops that were firm, but not overly hard. He tossed the paddle on his night stand.

Kol was now sobbing into the pillow and lay still. His backside was shining and glowing. Klaus didn't even want to try to touch it.

"All done, little brother. No more spanking tonight," Klaus whispered.

Kol wept, "Tomorrow? I'm getting paddled again?"

"You know better than to misbehave during your spanking," Klaus said rubbing his back softly.

"Sorry, Nik. I-it throbs so bad. I couldn't stay still," Kol confessed.

"I know. I'm going to put you in bed. No whining. You are going right to sleep," Klaus ordered. He opened the other side of the bed and gently tucked his brother in on his stomach. He was afraid to even lay a sheet over him. Klaus cleaned up a little. He finally got the wet cloth and tried to removed some of the liniment and apply the healing salve.

Kol whined and wiggled as it stung badly. Klaus finally just slathered on the healing salve and Kol finally fell asleep.

In the morning, Kol woke up with his bare bottom smarting, but covered up with the sheet. Klaus was sleeping beside him.

Kol went to the bathroom and looked to see the condition he was in. He was a little pink, but not overly so. Kol pulled on his briefs and winced as the band rubbed against his raw mounds.

Walking back into the room, he noticed a tray of blood for both of them. Elijah must have come in left it and covered him up. He was embarrassed, but also touched.

"You okay," Klaus smiled from the bed.

"No, it smarts something awful. Elijah must have left us blood," Kol commented taking a mug.

"Drink up because I'm going to paddle your sore bottom and then we're going down to breakfast. The boys need to be up soon," Klaus mentioned looking at the clock.

"Nik, please...This is my fourth spanking in one week," Kol whined.

"Yes, unless you want to make it five. Come here," Klaus threatened.

Kol stomped over, now in his briefs and t-shirt.

Klaus picked up the helping hand paddle and grabbed Kol. He bent him over slightly and popped him soundly on the rear. Klaus was restraining him with his left arm.

"Owww!" He threw his hands back across his bottom.

"That didn't count," Klaus said slipping Kol's briefs just below his bottom.

Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!

Klaus walloped him hard as Kol stomped and tried to alleviate the sting on his already throughly paddled bottom.

"Bloody hell! That hurts," Kol wailed.

"What did I say about cursing?" Klaus chided.

He paddled him again two a little lower as Kol's bottom was glowing.

"Ouch! I'm s-sorry," Kol wailed.

"In the corner, right now," Klaus ordered.

"Nik! Haven't I been p-puni-," Kol started.

Klaus grabbed his arm and paddled his hot backside four more times, the hard swats raising Kol to his toes and having him start sobbing.

"Corner, hands on head. Pants down," Klaus repeated sternly.

Kol had one hand on his rear and another wiping tears away.

"Kol, I'm going to put you over my knee and give you another paddling if you don't start behaving. Hands on head, pants down," Klaus said in an even voice.

Kol sobbed but pulled down his underwear, faced the corner, and put his hands on his head.

Klaus wasn't sure if he was being too strict, but something told him that Kol was testing him. His healing should be back to normal right now. He needed to know his family meant what they said when they promised to be there for him, rain or shine.

After about five minutes, where Klaus got dressed for the day, he called Kol out of the corner.

"Come here, please," Klaus said pulling Kol in front of him as he sat back on the bed. Klaus took out a handkerchief and wiped his face.

"Tell me how you are feeling now," Klaus demanded softly.

"I was angry, ashamed, but now I feel sorry," Kol admitted contritely.

"We won't abandon you. No matter what you do. You can burn down another hospital and I promise, you will be punished, but we'll be here for here. Kol, sweetheart, don't do that again," Klaus said laughing a little.

Kol smiled through his tears, "I won't. I swear. I love you, Nik. Thank you for standing beside me."

Klaus stood and hugged him.

"I love you, too, little brother. Are you ready to behave and go downstairs? I'm sure Vanessa is looking forward to seeing you and how you fared today," Klaus smiled.

Kol groaned, "She figured it out, didn't she?"

Klaus smirked, "Vanessa is no dummy. She said you acted like you sat on a stove when you sat beside her on the couch. Don't worry, I'm sure you can still deny it."

Kol shook his head, "No, I turned her. I guess she deserved to know I got my bum smacked a good four times this week."

"The rule was is you behaved, you wouldn't get it from all three of us. But did you behave last night?" Klaus asked.

"No, Nik, please," Kol said covering his behind with both hands.

"Kol, I mean it. Are you going to be okay? About everything?" Klaus said.

Kol nodded, "Really, Nik. I swear it on Davina's life. I'm okay. If you don't mind me saying. I think you might want to crack down on the boys. They have been getting a bit sassy this week. Back chat, swearing, and..."

"What?" Klaus pressed.

"I found some empty beer cans in the trunk when I went to get my jacket yesterday," Kol admitted.

"Tyler," Klaus said.

"I think," Kol said.

"Okay, brother. No more, but you know you are on a short leash. Any disobedience and..." Klaus started.

"Liliment, knee, paddle, I get it. I swear, brother. You need not worry about me," Kol assured him.

"Baby brother, we will always worry about you," Klaus said putting his arm around him. "Let's go to breakfast."