Pairing; Klaus/Jeremy (M/m) hand
"Look, Uncle Kol! It's a squirrel," Henrik yelled trying to chase the small animal.
"You're too slow, Henrik," Finn mused, but then running after him anyway.
Kol and Vanessa had taken the boys out for a walk. Vanessa was still a little scared to go out, but Kol promised that he would make sure she didn't lose it.
"I can't stop hearing their hearts beating. Yours is so much slower," Vanessa commented.
"Aye, vampire hearts still beat. Just slower. A heart beat tells us many things about a human though, when they are lying it skips a beat. When they are dying, it slows. When they are excited, it speeds up," Kol said watching the boys tussle now on the ground.
"Elijah said don't get too dirty," he called.
"I think it's too late for that," Vanessa laughed.
"Aye, it's good to see them acting normal. Now, did anyone tell you that you can't compel those two?" Kol said indicating Henrik and Finn.
"No, why?" Vanessa asked, smiling at the boys now chasing each other again.
Henrik yelled, "He hit me!"
Finn laughed, "You're lying!"
"They were born witches. A vampire, even an Original, cannot compel a witch. Now, I can compel you, but you can only compel humans, not on vervain," Kol explained.
"So why can't you just compel me not to go crazy and start draining people," Vanessa asked.
"It doesn't really work like that. Compelling someone can actually be dangerous. You never really know the results and you can't "un" compel someone. So I could do that, but then you may not be able to feed and you could starve. Vanessa, I wouldn't take that chance without. It's better just to do things the hard way. Still thirsty?" Kol inquired.
"Yes, but not ravenous. I feel like it's getting better," Vanessa admitted.
"It will. But for me, there were times I'd get angry or bored and I'd go off the deep end. Run into a family in the woods and kill them all...A pack of outlaws, maybe a small village. I sometimes left survivors because I just didn't care," Kol admitted.
"I can't judge you, Kol. This hunger, it's like nothing I've ever felt. This power? It's intoxicating and almost frightening. Shall we catch up to the boys? Henrik is crying," Vanessa said vamping to them quickly.
Kol vamped with her.
"Finn, what did you do?" Kol scolded.
"It wasn't my fault! He tripped," Finn fibbed.
Vanessa was helping Henrik up from the ground.
Kol knelt down and looked at him sternly until Finn admitted,"Okay, fine. I pushed him. He called me stupid."
"Thank you for telling me the truth. What do you say?" Kol said patiently.
"Sorry," he muttered.
"Not to me!" Kol reminded him.
"Sorry, Henrik," Finn called out.
Henrik had a small cut on his knee. Kol saw Vanessa's fangs come out and was able to pull her back before she lunged at Henrik.
"It's okay. Vanessa, go back to the house. It's going to take time, luv," Kol said holding her shoulder.
With a pained look, Vanessa glanced at the bloody cut and zoomed back to the house.
"You okay, lad?" Kol said to Henrik.
"Yes, he pushed me," Henrik accused pointing at Finn.
"He said he was sorry, mate. One time, Niklaus pushed me into a lake and ran away when I was your age," Kol mused.
"So?" Finn said.
"I couldn't bloody swim! Elijah fished me out before I was half dead," Kol laughed.
The boys laughed.
"Oh, is that funny?" Kol said tickling them and chasing them until all three of them were dirty and tired.
Freya got Vanessa a blood bag when she came back to the house and a cup of tea. Vanessa went back to her basement quarters as she didn't feel ready to see Matt or other visitors yet.
"Hi boys, you hungry?" Freya said when Matt and Tyler came home.
"Hey, yeah, I could eat," Matt said as she got them something small.
Tyler hesitated, "How's Jeremy? They told us he got picked up. Then, everyone was talking about what happened."
"Elena was not happy at all," Matt added.
Freya looked pained, "Guys, he was in your room with your father sleeping. Can you give me a minute to go see if he's up?"
"Yeah, sure," Tyler said giving Matt a look.
Matt shrugged,"We warned his ass. I kind of knew something was going to happen. He was like a time bomb."
Tyler nodded,"I know. I'm probably going to be next though. Fucking beer cans."
"Tyler, language, please," Elijah said coming from the hallway into the kitchen.
Tyler gulped, not hearing the vampire before, "Sorry, Uncle Elijah. I just want you to know that I didn't drink and drive. We just had like two or three beers sitting in the truck and then went into the house. I swear."
"I believe you. However, the rule was that you were not to drink without permission, was it not?" Elijah asked.
"Yes, sir," Tyler admitted.
"One week, grounded. You can drive, but no parties, dates, or anything after school or this weekend," Elijah said lightly.
"But Caroline finally agreed to go out to dinner with me this weekend," Tyler whined.
"Tyler, I'm sorry, but you disobeyed me directly," Elijah acknowledged.
"I know, but-" Tyler started to argue.
Matt hit him on the arm, "Dude, shut up."
"Matthew, I don't like that phrase, but Tyler, you would do well to listen to your brother. Unless you want me to add on another week to your punishment," Elijah threatened.
"No, Uncle Elijah," Tyler conceded in defeat.
"Good," Elijah said patting him on the arm and starting to get supplies out for dinner.
Kol and the younger boys came rushing in.
"Matt, Tyler, wanna race us?" Henrik begged.
"Kol, you are all filthy!" Elijah commented horrified. Matt and Tyler grabbed the rest of their food and went up to the younger boys room to play video games.
"Sorry, things got a little out of hand. Henrik got a cut and Vanessa...," Kol started to explain.
Elijah exhaled, "Better it happens with us around than when she's in public and loses control. I'm glad you were there with her."
"Aye, want me to get them into the tub?" Kol asked.
"No, brother, thank you. You go take a break. Say, how are you today?" Elijah said setting down the pan he had in his hand.
Kol smiled sheepishly, "Sore. I swear to you, brother. I have learned my lesson-thrice. Never again. When Davina comes back, she will find a new man."
Elijah went over and cupped the back of his head,"I love you, Kol. I hope I never have to do that again. I'd rather take a caning myself that use that stick on you again. I mean that. We're going to be checking in on you and not because we don't trust you, but because we want to. Now go shower!"
"Love you, too, 'Lijah," Kol said vamping upstairs.
After dinner in the boys' room, Klaus asked Matt how it was going with Abby.
"I don't know. She is kind of clingy. Not kind of, like a super clinger. It gets on my nerves. I think being grounded was actually good because it got her off my case for a while," Matt admitted.
Jeremy smiled, "Man, that's not a great start to a relationship."
Matt laughed, "Yeah, I know."
To Tyler, Klaus said, "And you and the beer? Elijah grounded you for a week?"
Tyler nodded, "Caroline finally agreed to go out just with me this weekend, but I guess that is off."
Klaus thought, "Well, I called Jenna back today. Jeremy, she is concerned and would like to see you. Jenna, Alaric, and your sister are coming over for dinner on Saturday. Could you invite Caroline? Abby, if you like, Matthew."
Everyone laughed when Matt groaned.
"Jeremy, come now. Bedtime," Klaus reminded him.
"Dad! It's so early. Are you serious?" Jeremy challenged.
"I could put you to bed right here. I'm sure Matt and Tyler wouldn't mind, would you lads?" Klaus offered lightly.
"No, no. Sorry, I'm coming," Jeremy retreated grabbing his clothes and sketchbook for bed.
Tyler smirked, "It ain't nothing we haven't seen before."
Klaus kissed him on the head, "You are welcome to join him. You best thank your uncle for the grounding because that was not my idea."
Klaus gave Tyler a pointed look. Tyler flushed realizing that he could easily be joining Jeremy, if it were not for Elijah's intervention.
"Night, Dad," Matt said as Klaus kissed him goodnight.
Klaus wasn't planning on being hard on Jeremy although he had behaved abhorrently today. Really, this was the spanking he had promised Jeremy after school for his fit in the kitchen.
Klaus also wanted to make sure he was okay. He still felt badly about sending him to school upset and angry. In retrospect, he should have talked to him and then just driven him to school a tad late. Klaus realized that he had the benefits many other parents did not, no job and a household of people to watch the other kids. He did wonder how mortals did all this themselves.
"Do I really have to go to bed this early? I'm not tired," Jeremy whined.
"How about you can take a bath in my bathroom, then read or sketch for a while. I have to write a letter to an old friend. The television stays off, though. I meant it when I said no electronics," Klaus responded.
Jeremey groaned,"Okay, fine. When are you gonna...?"
"Smack you? Right before bed. It shall help you sleep soundly on your stomach. I do have a book you might like, though," Klaus said getting up and going to his shelf.
"Cool," Jeremy said, relieved that he didn't have to go right to bed at 8 pm. After the long nap, he was wide awake and wired.
"It's called The Devil's Elixir's, it kind of risque, about this monk who drinks a potion who changes him and then he has a doppelgänger, who is a prince, if I remember correctly. You know, I thought, with Elena being a Petrova doppelgänger-," Klaus explained.
"Dad, is she always going to be in danger? My sister?" Jeremy interrupted.
"Honestly, son. A doppelgänger, of her line, is very rare. Many witches would drain her for their dark magic. If the Salvatore brothers were not so keen on protecting her, I would demand she stay here," Klaus admitted.
"Thanks for being honest with me. I do worry about her. Would it help if she became a vampire?" Jeremy went on.
"If she were a vampire, it would negate her doppelgänger blood. But Jeremy, mortality is the most precious gift you have. To be able to propagate life and to die make life, yes, more precarious, but sweeter. Forever sometimes becomes a prison sentence to the immortal. I'm sorry. I'm sure that doesn't make sense," Klaus attested.
"No, it does," Jeremy replied.
"Humanity can slip away for a vampire. There were many centuries where humans were nothing but a source of food. I didn't care how many I killed, even vampires became insignificant to me. Not caring about others, even oneself, is a form of death. Now enough talk, you can go out on the balcony while I write my letter," Klaus prompted.
"Who writes letters anymore?" Jeremy laughed.
"You want that spanking now?" Klaus threatened in a mock serious voice.
"No, fine, old man," Jeremy said going out on the recliner.
Rebekah and Marcel were in the bed. They had started sleeping in her old bedroom. The one that he had kept preserved for her after all the decades he waited for her. Sometimes she woke up and it felt like 1913, or 1914, the year he went off to WWI.
"What are you thinking about, my love?" Marcel asked rubbing her arm.
"When you left for the war?" Rebekah said softly.
"I'm sorry. I just wanted to prove to y'all I was a man. That I was ready to be king. I wanted to help this country, but god, if I had known about those trenches...," Marcel recalled bitterly.
"I'm sorry I brought it up, Marcel. It's just we've been through hard times before. We'll get through this," Rebekah promised.
"Klaus wants us back...like yesterday," Marcel stated.
"I know," Rebekah said in almost a whisper.
"I can't go back without her. I can't pretend everything is okay. I can't even see Kol. You know half the time I want to kick his ass, but I don't think I could handle his grief on top of ours," Marcel declared with a bitter smile.
"Maybe we should just go away," Rebekah hinted.
Marcel raised him up on one arm and looked at her, "What do you mean?"
"I mean, we leave. Marcel, you know that sooner or later, my brothers will come themselves or send someone to drag us back," Rebekah uttered.
"I know, but what if we leave and Davina awakens and we are not here?" Marcel ventured.
"Oh Marcel, you're right. I really don't know what we can do. This waiting is the worst part," Rebekah said, too wring out for tears.
"We'll think of something. We always do," Marcel said.
Jeremy was starting to get into the weird book when Klaus called him in. He noticed that Klaus had a quill and ink bottle on his desk and paper that looked like a scroll.
"Were you writing in blood?" Jeremy questioned.
"Ah, yes, it's a vampire thing. Kind of like a signature. Never mind that now, go take your bath. It's getting late," Klaus directed.
Jeremy wanted to argue that it wasn't but his slightly aching butt prevented him from getting too cheeky. He bathed, brushed his teeth, and dressed in the bathroom. Jeremy's neck flushed with shame when he remembered cursing at Matt this morning. He was surprised he wasn't getting his mouth soaped out, especially since he swore in front of the younger boys.
Jeremy wore this striped button down pajama set Elijah had bought him. It was nothing he'd ever wear normally, but the front was longer. He noticed it was monogrammed with his initials on the front pocket.
"Ah, Elijah will be pleased you are wearing those. Now, let's put down the bottoms, hmm," Klaus said easily. Klaus sat on the his bed while he tended to administer most of the spankings in here. Jeremy figured there was probably a paddle or hairbrush in that nightstand, in arm's reach.
"Dad...," Jeremy groaned.
"You know I need to see. Come on, the longer you wait, the longer I'm going to swat your behind," Klaus chided.
Jeremy turned and slipped down his briefs and cotton p.j. bottoms right below his behind.
"Perfectly fine. Does it still smart?" Klaus asked patting him gently.
"Just slightly," Jeremy admitted.
"Now remember, this is the spanking you earned for misbehaving at breakfast. Over," Klaus said bending Jeremy over his left knee while he was sitting on the bed.
Klaus rested his left hand on Jeremy's lower back, and his right hand was on Jeremy's white backside. Jeremy's feet were on the floor. Klaus lowered his pants to his knees.
"Ready?" Klaus said raising his right hand.
"I guess," Jeremy squeaked. Smack. Smack.
Klaus swatted him on his right cheek. then left cheek. He went back and forth until each cheek began to look a little pink and Jeremy made a little grunt of pain.
crack. crack. crack. crack.
Klaus lowered his swats for a time, getting more of reaction out of the boy. Then, laid some harder spanked across both cheeks in the exact same spot. Klaus paused rubbing his hand over the warm behind gently.
"What could you have done differently today?" Klaus asked.
"Done my homework on time," Jeremy said.
Smack! Smack!
"And?"
"Been honest the first time you asked me," he went on.
Pop! Pop! Pop! Pop!
"And?"
"Not given you attitude when you tried to talk to me," Jeremy said starting to cry a little remembering.
"And?"
"Talked it out with Tyler and Matt when they tried to help me," Jeremy wailed. He was wiggling and starting to stomp his feet more.
Spank!
"Why didn't you?" Klaus said.
Spank!
"I didn't want to cry in front of them. You had just yelled at me and spanked me and I was really upset," Jeremy admitted.
Spank! Spank! Spank! Spank!
Klaus looked at the pink beside in front of him. He figured he had enough.
"Jeremy, you're their brother. It's okay to cry in front of them," Klaus said, standing Jeremy up. He wiped his face as he rubbed his own backside.
Jeremy winced and let out a little cry when Klaus tugged his pants back up. Klaus then sit him down on his lap.
"I've cried in front of my brothers many times," Klaus admitted.
"Really?" Jeremy asked surprised.
"Yes, it's okay. Do you think less of them when they get upset in front of you?" Klaus asked gently.
"No, of course, not," Jeremy replied.
"Jeremy, they don't think any less of you when you do, okay?" Klaus said holding him closely.
"Sorry, I don't know why I acted like that today," Jeremy added.
"I know. I am sorry that I sent you to school so upset," Klaus said brushing back his hair.
"Dad, you tried to make up. I was mad and wouldn't let you. I was trying to hold it all in," Jeremy admitted as Klaus held him on his lap.
"I know. We've all tried it. It never goes well. Emotions can be tough to control, even after 1000 years. Now it is bedtime. You know you're not sleeping in tomorrow on your suspension day," Klaus reminded him. Klaus had promised to paddle him each suspension day before he sat to do his school work. He figured the light cutting board across his jeans wouldn't hurt much or at all, but might be a good incentive to behave. If Jeremy got an attitude, the pants could come down and that board might smart a good deal more.
Jeremy was put down back on his feet and got in the bed on the other side on his stomach.
"I know. I'm not going to argue. No extra paddle swats for me. I'm too sore," Jeremy groaned.
"Remember that tomorrow," Klaus smiled,"you can also help Henrik and Finn with their work. A little bonding won't hurt anyone."
"Sounds terrific," Jeremy said sarcastically.
Klaus smiled and said, "I can't wait. Love you. Go to sleep."
"Me, too, Dad."