Pairing: Klaus/Jeremy (M/m) hand/paddle (2x)
Freya usually didn't wake the younger boys up until the older ones went off to school. However, today they were already up and ready for breakfast with the older boys. Elijah was already in his study making phone calls and talking to the family lawyer about something.
"Everyone is up early today," Freya said coming downstairs.
She had been trying to make them healthier breakfasts, so they didn't just eat prepackaged junk. Since awakening, this time for good, Freya had been learning to cook. Elijah helped but his recipes were pretty complicated and she found the kids liked simpler things.
"Sit down, guys. Who wants eggs?" Freya called from the kitchen. They sometimes just sat at the kitchen island, but today she had them sit in a breakfast nook that they hardly used. The table only seated six.
Matt and Tyler said they would have some. Henrik and Finn still only ate cereal and some fruit.
"Matt, can you pour their milk for them? Jeremy, hon, what do you want?" Freya asked breaking eggs quickly into a bowl.
"Nothing, I'm not hungry," Jeremy said glumly. He was scribbling something in his notebook.
"Oh, did someone forget to do his homework again?" Tyler asked as Matt laughed.
"Shut up," Jeremy muttered.
"We're not allowed to say that," Finn corrected.
"I'm sorry, shut up, you asshole," Jeremy said louder.
Klaus and Kol were just entering the kitchen. Kol glanced at Klaus as to say 'See, I told you so.' He had just warned Klaus that the boys were getting rowdy and out of sorts. Kol kissed Freya good morning and went to see if Vanessa was up.
"Jeremy! That is quite enough. Apologize right now," Klaus demanded in a sharp voice they rarely heard him use.
Jeremy's face colored and his neck and ears heated, "Sorry."
"Okay, then. What does everyone have planned for today?" Klaus said ruffling Henrik's hair.
"We're going into town today with Freya," Finn said.
"Yeah," Henrik followed.
"That's nice. Tyler, come home straight after school today with Matt and Jeremy. We need to discuss something," Klaus said remembering the beer cans.
Tyler cringed and mouthed "beer cans?" and Klaus just nodded. He wasn't overly concerned as long as he wasn't driving, but he knew Elijah had grilled the boy before he went to that party.
"Jeremy, what are you writing?" Klaus said, not really thinking much of it.
"Nothing," Jeremy scoffed.
Matt laughed, "Um, Dad, I think someone forget to do some of his homework last night...again."
"What do you mean again? Jeremy?" Klaus said passing plates from Freya to Matt and Tyler.
"Jeremy, answer me, please," Klaus said firmly. Jeremy just tossed down his pencil and stared at the table glumly.
"Why? I forgot to finish this lab for chem. Not a big deal," Jeremy rebutted.
"I'll be the judge of that. For someone already on restriction, perhaps you need to lose your electronics also. I seem to recall you quite busy with them last night," Klaus pointed out.
"Come on, that's not fair! I'm sick of getting treated like a freakin' baby around here," Jeremy said getting up and grabbing his stuff.
"Then, stop acting like a baby, man! Henrik is more mature than you," Matt chided. Tyler snorted.
"Fuck you, Matt," Jeremy spat out.
Klaus stepped over and grabbed his upper arm.
"Sister, may we chat in your bedroom?" Klaus said dragging Jeremy with him. Jeremy dropped his stuff in the struggle and his backpack dumped all over the floor.
"By all means, be my guest. They need to leave in about five minutes," Freya reminded him.
Klaus steered Jeremy in the bedroom and shut the door. He looked down at him until Jeremy turned his glare away.
"Anything you want to say?" Klaus said firmly.
"Sorry," Jeremy said, sounding anything but.
"About?" Klaus prompted.
"I don't know," Jeremy said his voice rough with anger.
"How about I help you remember?" Klaus turned him to the side and smacked him hard across his jeans. Crack!
"Oww! Jesus, get off me!" Jeremy yelled and tried to get his arm loose.
Klaus had reached his limit. He sat on the chair by the wall and leaned Jeremy over his left leg. Klaus held him down with his left arm and started spanking him firmly as Jeremy struggled and tried to cover his backside. Spank! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! Spank!
After five strong swats, Klaus pulled him in front of him.
"Stop it! That is just a preview of what you are getting when you get home. Now, go wash your face and get your things. I don't want you to make Matt and Tyler late. Go!" Klaus yelled, giving Jeremy another smack to get him going.
Jeremy messily splashed his face with water and rubbed his stinging backside. Even through his jeans and briefs, Klaus' seven swats had hurt.
"You will apologize to Matt and everyone out there for your behavior right now. Or instead of me paddling you in your room after school, they can all stand them and watch you get spanked right there in the kitchen," Klaus threatened.
Jeremy was crying and trying to brush away the tears.
"Stop crying and march," Klaus said smacking him again.
"Oww, Dad, p-please," Jeremy whined. Klaus wanted nothing more but to stop and comfort him, but this behavior had to stop.
"Go on, if you make them late, you are really going to regret it," Klaus said with his hand on Jeremy's neck.
Freya had repacked the book bag. She also put an apple, granola bar, and drink in a bag for Jeremy since he didn't eat.
"Jeremy has something to say," Klaus said still pushing Jeremy forward.
"Matt, I'm sorry. Sorry, everyone," Jeremy croaked out trying not to cry anymore than he already was.
"It's okay, man. Sorry I made fun of you," Matt replied.
"Tyler, Matt, can you go to the truck. He'll be in shortly," Klaus said, kissing them both and shooing them to the truck.
Kol came back up after talking to Vanessa. He was surprised to see Jeremy crying, instead of Tyler.
"Jeremy, you get all the work that you have been missing. I'm going to be contacting your teaches to see that you are keeping up with your work. I love you, but I will not put up with this behavior," Klaus said going to hug Jeremy. Jeremy turned away in anger.
"Can I go? We're going to be late," Jeremy blustered.
"Go ahead, son," Klaus granted.
Jeremy slammed the garage door and stalked to the car. He didn't want to cry more in front of Tyler and Matt. They were older and he often felt like the runt of the litter with them anyway. He got his headphones on and figured he'd just blast his music the short ride to Mystic Fall High School.
"Come on, man. Don't be all pissy. You're going to get more pissed and just get yourself in more trouble," Tyler warned pulling out.
"Seriously, he's right. Just let it go," Matt agreed.
Jermey nodded, "I know. I just don't want to talk about." Jeremy couldn't believe that Klaus had yelled at him. That hurt more than the swats almost.
"Okay, man," Tyler said looking at Matt, as Jeremy put on his headphones and glared out of the window.
"Shit, I wouldn't have said anything if I knew Jer was going to flip like that," Matt said looking back at Jeremy.
"Yeah, I mean it was kind of funny, until it wasn't. I think Henrik and Finn were ready to piss themselves when Dad dragged him out of there," Tyler said quietly.
"I know I almost did," Matt admitted.
Freya held up her hands, "I don't know what happened. Jeremy had an outburst."
Kol groaned, "Of course he did."
"They are teenagers. You should have some compassion as you've been one for 1000 years," Freya teased.
"Boys, go get dressed. I'll be up in a minute to see if you need help," Kol smiled.
"We don't need help, Uncle Kol," Henrik smiled.
Kol smiled at Freya. They had started calling him "uncle" Kol, like the older boys did. Oddly, they didn't call Elijah or Klaus that. They sometimes called Freya 'mama', especially at night when they were tired. It broke her heart at times, but like Kol she didn't correct them. She had grown up without her mother, Henrik hadn't grown up at all, and Finn had been his mother's shadow. Three different scenarios, yet here they are were together now.
"How are you, brother? How's Vanessa?" Freya asked cleaning up.
"I think I shall live. Probably never to sit again, due to your liniment. No, I'm not complaining. Vanessa thinks it pretty amusing, that our family is bonkers and I still get smacked," Kol flushed.
"I didn't say anything to her. How did she know?" Freya asked loading the dishwasher.
"She watched me try to sit after Elijah took his stick to me. I guess I wasn't as suave as I thought," Kol muttered.
"Oh my naughty little brother, you best behave yourself. You see that Nikalus has his hands full with these boys," Freya went on.
"Aye, I'm going to go see if they can figure out their shoes today," Kol reported heading up to check on Henrik and Finn.
Both boys were sitting in front of the tv watching cartoons.
"Lads, you were told to get dressed!" Kol exclaimed.
"But we wanted to watch this!" Finn sassed back.
"Do you want to lose your telly? Because that is what is going to happen if it is a distraction. Now let's see who can get dressed first," Kol said shutting off the television set.
-****
"Where the bloody hell have you been?" Klaus grumbled to Elijah, who was on hold on the phone.
He covered the receiver and asked, "What happened?"
"I trounced Kol again this morning, then Jeremy threw a tantrum at breakfast and I took him in Freya's room and smacked him. I promised him another spanking after school. He's furious. Oh, he's also been skipping his school work. Then, Kol told me he found beer cans in the truck after Tyler's little party the other night," Klaus said sitting down on the other side of the desk and holding his head in his hands.
"Yes, I'm still waiting," Elijah said into the phone.
"What are you doing?" Klaus finally asked.
"Just trying to free up some money from our offshore accounts. We've been going through funds quickly," Elijah whispered.
Elijah got through to the bank and arranged the transfer.
"Brother, I know you love the boys and this family more than anything, but I think we're going to have to cut back. With the housing market crash a year or two ago, we've been unable to recoup some loses. I'm not saying that you have to get a day job, but maybe let's not spend like we usually do?" Elijah cautioned.
"You're right, brother. I'm sorry for causing you this stress. I know I've been a little out of order with funds. That ends. I'm also going to need to follow up a little more with day to day concerns. I should be checking Jeremy's school work, I supposed," Klaus said.
"No, he's old enough to be responsible for his own school work. And Tyler, I talked to him about alcohol at that party and he swore he wouldn't drink. I know you told them they could drink under our supervision, but he wasn't here. Do you want me to handle him?" Elijah asked.
"Yes, please. I don't think I can thrash two boys tonight," Klaus admitted pressing his eyes shut.
"Oh, I was thinking a week at home with his also grounded brothers would be a good reminder not to lie," Elijah suggested.
"I thought you didn't believe in restricting them?" Klaus mused.
"Well, we can't just beat their behinds for every mistake, can we? 'Culpae poenae par esto.' Right?" Elijah pontificated.
"Yes, let the punishment fit the crime. But only if you are sure, we aren't being too lenient. I know I spoiled Marcellus, by sparing the rod at times. He still disobeys me at every turn. I begged them to come home, but he is refusing until the Harvest witch rises again," Klaus proclaimed.
"Oh Niklaus, I'm sorry. Just give them some time," Elijah finished.
The phone rang.
Elijah answered, "Yes, hello. Oh, Alaric. Please hold, he's right here."
Klaus grabbed the phone, "Thank you, Alaric. Tell him I'll be right there."
Klaus put down the phone. "It's Jeremy. He got caught vandalizing the school. Alaric thinks he caused several thousand dollars in damage."
Elijah stood, "So much for saving funds. Perhaps we will need to get jobs?"
-****
"Dad, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to-," Jeremy blurted now sitting in the passenger seat of Klaus' SUV.
"Son, I am so angry right now that I need you to stop talking. When we get home, you go right upstairs and get ready for bed," Klaus said in a low growl.
"Yes, sir," Jeremy said deferentially. A part of him wanted to ask if he was getting put to bed at 11 am, but he knew what was going to happen. He was going to get spanked and then put to bed. Jeremy's butt was tingling from the smacks he had gotten after breakfast.
Jeremy replayed the day in his mind. After getting out of the trunk, Jeremy didn't even bother trying to finish his lab. His chem parter, a girl named Jean, told him off and then finished it herself. In his next art class, they were doing critiques and he didn't appreciate the advice of his fellow students on his latest drawing. He asked to go to the guidance office. While waiting, he took a black marker and drew some lewd features on all of the paintings in the room when the secretary left. He then left the office and went back to class laughing. It didn't take much of an investigation to figure out who did it. Jeremy pulled major attitude with the vice principal and wouldn't admit to anything. They called Alaric as they knew he was Jeremy's uncle. Alaric was ready to put Jeremy straight over his knee, until he admitted he did it, which they all knew anyhow. He was suspended for a week and had to pay for the damages.
"Okay, go upstairs now," Klaus said firmly.
"But it's like 11 am," Jeremy spouted. Klaus quickly started to get out of the car.
"Okay, okay, I'm going!" Jeremy said running in the house past a stunned Freya and Kol.
The tutor was in the dining room with the younger boys. Vanessa was sitting at the table drinking a mug of blood.
Klaus came in feeling like he wanted to run away.
"That bad, brother?" Freya asked going to rub his arm. Klaus nodded and told them what he did.
"Vanessa, what do you think?" Kol asked.
"I think he's just expressing anger and looking for a little attention. It's clear he didn't think this through or think about the consequences," Vanessa shared.
"So he shouldn't be punished?" Klaus asked, thinking maybe it wasn't Jeremy's fault.
"Oh, I didn't say that. I think Jeremy needs to know that he can't do things like this. He was testing the waters to see if he can get away with it. Quite frankly, I wouldn't go easy on him," Vanessa admitted a tad uncomfortably.
Klaus nodded, "Thank you for your input. I have a tendency to want to make excuses for my children and spoil them, but I think Jeremy needs a wake up call."
Klaus turned and fished the round paddle out of the junk drawer.
Kol quipped, "Aye, that should wake up his little arse all right."
Jeremy took his shower. He felt a little numb and sick. He put on a t-shirt and sweats and got in his bunk bed. It had been a while since he got a real spanking and he wasn't looking forward to this. He was hurt that his dad yelled at him and then wouldn't listen to him. And he was scared.
Klaus came into Jeremy's room a few minutes later.
Jeremy was in bed facing the wall curled up in a fetal position.
"Son, come on, it's time to talk," Klaus said calmly.
Jeremy didn't move. Klaus went over and put the paddle on the bed. He flipped Jeremy on his stomach and smacked him once on each cheek with his hand.
Jeremy whined, "Owwww." He then flipped to his back to protect his rear end.
"Dad, please, don't," Jeremy begged.
"Jeremy, come over and talk to me on the couch please," Klaus coaxed trying not to lose his temper.
Jeremy was frightened of what was coming. He finally got up and let Klaus lead him to the couch.
"I'm scared," Jeremy said in a small voice.
"Oh Jeremy, tell me what's going on?" Klaus said again putting the paddle on the coffee table.
"I just really messed up," Jeremy said.
"Yes, you did. I'm going to put you over my knee and you're getting your butt warmed up right now. Tonight at bedtime, you are going to get the spanking you had coming from this morning. You're going to pay for the damage to the artwork and apologize to the school staff. During your suspension, you will do your assignments and have no electronics, since you are already grounded," Klaus determined.
Jeremy sniffed and nodded. He didn't like it, but he guessed that was the point.
"And quite frankly, I think you deserve to get paddled everyday of your suspension right before you sit down to do your school work," Klaus lectured firmly.
"No, please, D-dad," Jeremy begged hopping up and holding his backside.
"Jeremy, have we ever left a single bruise on you or welt? Hmm, even when you got the belt that time?" Klaus asked holding his arms to the side.
Jeremy thought about the worst spankings he had gotten, none of them had left any bruises or welts or marks, besides a pink or redness that typically went away within hours.
"No, sir," Jeremy admitted.
"Look at me, I'm not doing this to hurt you. If I didn't discipline you for your antics today, how would you feel? Hmm?" Klaus asked softly.
"I guess guilty, bad, like no one cares," Jeremy confessed.
"I am going to light you up and it's going to sting, but I guarantee in the end, you're going to learn a valuable lesson. And you will know how much I love you," Klaus said with feeling hugging him tightly. This time Jeremy didn't push away.
The tears Jeremy had been fighting all day came flooding down his cheeks. Klaus wiped his tears away and let him cry for a few minutes.
"Okay, you ready? I think you probably want to get this over with before your brothers get home," Klaus smiled.
"Yes, please. But what about tonight?" Jeremy worried.
"You can stay with me, just like old times," Klaus said pushing back his hair.
Klaus grabbed the waistband of Jeremy's sweats and pulled them down to his ankles and had him step out of them. He left his briefs on and situated his son so that his upper body rested on the couch and his legs were over Klaus' lap. Klaus picked up the round wooden paddle and tapped it over Jeremy's cloth covered bottom. He popped it down hard. Pop!
Klaus continued paddling for another minute in a random pattern. He smacked the top of Jeremy's thighs and the boys breath hitched and two red marks bloomed on the area the fabric didn't cover.
"These briefs need to come down," Klaus ordered patting Jeremy's seat with the round paddle firmly.
Jeremy cried out, "No, it hurts enough on my underwear."
Klaus decided to try something new. He stood up Jeremy and walked him over to the side of the couch.
"Put your palms on the cushion. Spread your legs a little. Bend over the arm here," Klaus demanded.
He gave Jeremy a pillow to hold. He slipped down his briefs to his knees. Jeremy felt the fabric rub over his skin and then felt the cooler air and sobbed aloud.
Pop! He smacked Jeremy's behind right in the center.
Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! He gave him five more hard pops in the same spot as Jeremy bucked and tried to get up.
POP! POP! He gave him two targeted swats to the area right under the crease of this behind. Jeremy howled and tried to buck up without success. His briefs fell to the ground.
Klaus was holding down Jeremy with his arm. Jeremy's behind was looking red, but Klaus tapped him another five times, flicking his wrist more than swinging hard to make an impression.
Jeremy sobbed and begged for respite. Klaus gave him a second to catch his breath and then led him to the corner after having him step out of his underwear. Klaus knocked some dirty clothes off of the small stool setting there and ordered Jeremy to sit.
"No! I can't. It stings too much," Jeremy refused gripping his bare behind.
Klaus spanked him four times on the lower thighs with his hand until Jeremy eased his sore behind on the stool. When his backside hit the stool, he wailed and stomped his feet. Jeremy shifted and tried to find a comfortable position, but there was none. He felt like he was sitting on fire. Klaus held him there a moment, sensing the boy was going to pop up.
"Behave yourself and think about today. Remember, you are still getting a bedtime spanking and that can be with my hand, the paddle, a hairbrush, or even a stick based on your behavior now. When I let you off of this stool, I want to hear some answers for how you are going to improve and avoid a repeat of today," Klaus said firmly. He did gently grip Jeremy's shoulder for a moment.
Klaus went over and sat on the couch he had just paddled Jeremy over. He felt tears form in his own eyes. Between his brother last night and this morning and now Jeremy, he felt torn apart. He didn't like being so firm with them, especially Jeremy this morning. However, babying him seemed to increase his bad behavior. After watching Jeremy shift painfully for five minutes on the stool, Klaus called him over. Jeremy seemed to just realize his pants were missing and tried to cover up his modesty in the front that his shirt did not cover. The bottom peaking out from the back did look well-spanked.
"Come here, son," Klaus said opening his arms. Jeremy flew into them and was finally ready to talk.
"Sorry, D-dad. I will fix those paintings and tell them I am sorry. I will talk to Matt again because I was mean to him. Tyler tried to t-talk some s-sense in me and I blew him off. I know I deserved it, but I d-don't like it when you yell at me. It's worse than," Jeremy became too overwrought to continue. Klaus held him and rocked him.
"I'm sorry, sweetheart, I was frustrated and I did yell at you. I've been trying to be more patient and not smack you all every time you make a mistake. Or threaten to whack you so much. You boys are growing up and I feel like I should treat you more like young adults," Klaus admitted.
"You don't smack us all the time, but I'd rather you did then yell at me," Jeremy smiled, wiping his face.
Klaus was still holding him, "I promise that I will try my hardest not to shout at you or yell. But you are still getting spanked tonight after dinner and going right to bed."
"And during my suspension?" Jeremy asked now trying to rub his throbbing cheeks as his father rubbed his back.
"Yes, I mean it, you will be getting a little paddling each morning to remind you that you are being punished and to behave," Klaus reported.
"How little?" Jeremy asked.
"How well you can behave will determine how hard or light I apply the paddle each morning, mister. Now, you are going down for a nap. Your Uncle Elijah believes none of you get enough sleep," Klaus said carrying Jeremy over to his bunk.
Klaus arranged Jeremy on his stomach. Freya promised earlier to bring some salve up as soon as she made a new batch.
"Shut your eyes, I'll stay with you," Klaus said patting Jeremy's back. Jeremy's red backside glowed. The boy himself was cried out and exhausted.
Freya found them sleeping side by side in the bed. One fully clothed, the other sporting a now pink bottom. She carefully applied the salve and tip-toed out. They had a few hours before the other two came home. She figured she would let them sleep a little while longer.