"Sometimes being a brother is even better than being a superhero."
– Marc Brown
Pairing: Alaric/Matt (M/m) hand, belt
Mystic Falls, Virginia, 2010
Mikaelson Mansion
Jeremy asked Tyler what Matt was all pissed off about. Tyler filled him in on the latest incident.
"He got caught cheating by Alaric? Whoa, Alaric hates cheating big time. I bet he's going to whoop his ass tomorrow," Jeremy blurted out, not seeing Matt come out of the bathroom.
"Thanks for the support, asshole," Matt retorted.
"Oh hey, sorry, man. I mean, it sucks," Jeremy replied.
"You're telling me you never did it before. Cheated, I mean," Matt said pulling on the shorts he slept in.
"Never got caught," Jeremy and Tyler both said together.
"Great! Like the first time I do something I get busted. It's not fair. You're right, Alaric was heated. His face turned red and he got all like, disappointed. I actually felt like a sliver of fear run down my spine," Matt admitted.
Jeremy blushed and said, "He only beat my ass that one time but ten whacks from him...I mean, you heard from down the hallway at my house. The time that I almost killed Damon."
"Oh, I remember, Jer. I almost bust in the room to see what he was doing to you. He let me off that night and I swore I would man up if he had to whup my ass. Now I'm regretting that because after getting my butt busted tonight, I'm going to be crying tomorrow like a baby," Matt moaned.
"Well, at least you're not getting grounded-again," Tyler said brightly.
"Yeah, I guess. Well, wish me luck," Matt said his voice rough.
Tyler felt a stab of emotion for his old friend, who had stood by him so many times, when he hadn't deserved it. Tyler stood and suddenly hugged Matt. He started to say that he would be fine, but his voice caught. Tyler said nothing but hugged Matt tighter.
Matt nodded and went to meet Elijah in his quarters. Jeremy was surprised to find himself a little teary also. Matt had always been kind to him when they were growing up and it was hard to see him distraught. Jeremy knew that he would be okay in the end and that he had screwed up, but it was still hard to not be able to help.
Tyler wiped away a stray tear and said almost to himself, "He'll be alright."
Jeremy agreed, "I know, bro."
Matt knocked on Elijah's door with trepidation. He didn't know if he could take a long lecture and talk right now.
"Come in," Matt heard and opened the door.
To Matt's surprise, Alaric and Elijah were seated in the couch area. They had drinks on the coffee table and seemed to be talking causally.
"Hey," Matt said.
"Matthew, come sit down a moment," Elijah said.
"Hey, buddy," Alaric said, giving him a sympathetic look.
"What's going on?" Matt said. He was wondering if they were both going to beat him one after the other.
"Matthew, please don't look so despondent. We're just going to talk to you first, okay?" Elijah said.
"But I thought I was in trouble for...," Matt started.
"Matt, I called Elijah back and asked if I could come by tonight. I was pretty rough on you at school. Yes, you did something wrong, but I feel like the deeper issue is academic," Alaric admitted.
"Matt, remember when you worked with the tutor this summer? You had some real learning gaps. That makes it quite a bit difficult to complete some of these assignments. Alaric has an idea," Elijah started.
"There is an after school tutoring business that might help fill in some of those gaps. I've referred a couple of students there and they had good results. I think you need to learn some study skills and maybe go to a private place to do your work. Buddy, this isn't a punishment. I know it doesn't seem like much fun, but if you want to go to college, I'm going to suggest you try it," Alaric shared.
"No, I'd like to give it a try. I really feel like crap over my grades and the cheating," Matt confessed.
"I know, Matthew. But I really think you have punished yourself more than anything Alaric or I could do," Elijah affirmed.
"Yeah, but Uncle Elijah, Dad said if we got in trouble, he was going to light us up again. If he finds out about this and that I wasn't even punished...Please, just let me get it over with now. Alaric, I swore to you when I was staying with you that if I earned another butt whupping, I wouldn't fight it. I have earned it and I won't fight it," Matt pleaded.
Elijah nodded at Alaric. They had discussed this possibility. Elijah patted Matt on the shoulder and gave it a small squeeze.
"I'll be in the boys' room when you're done," he assured him.
"Okay, Matt, I understand and I do remember your promise. We'll get this over with and then you can move on. I want you to bend over the couch arm. Yeah, put your arms on the cushion," Alaric directed him. Alaric took off his jacket and put it over a chair.
Matt did as he asked without comment. The arms of the couch were high and his backside fit perfectly for him to bend over.
"Tell me why I am having to punish you right now, Matt?" Alaric said, rolling up his sleeves.
"I didn't study enough and I tried to cheat. I'm flunking because I quit trying," Matt said. He felt odd in this position and unsure of what was going to happen.
"Yes, and that was wrong. I'm going to start with my hand," Alaric said.
"Okay," Matt replied, unsure of what to say.
Smack! Alaric brought his hand down hard on Matt's left cheek.
Smack! He followed with the right. Through the layers of his shorts and briefs, it didn't really hurt.
"Move up a little," Alaric directed. Matt felt his shorts pulled down to his ankles.
The next series of cracks were on his cotton briefs.
Smack! Smack! Smack!
Matt felt these blows sharper and flinched a little.
Alaric started smacking him below the band of his underwear on the tops of his bare thigh. Matt gasped a little as the burn he felt was sharper and stung.
"Okay, I think it's time for these to come down," Alaric said sliding his briefs down to his ankles. Matt felt his neck up to his face burn with humiliation, but he bit his lip not to react. He would have assumed that this position would be less shameful to him, but he felt more vulnerable. He wanted to get up, but he didn't dare.
Crack! Alaric's hand smacked him in the center of his cheeks and Matt jumped. That hurt! Now Alaric was peppering his behind all over with firm spanks. Matt raised his head and fought to not shuffle his feet or move his hips. He reminded himself it was just a hand spanking. He'd had worse.
After a moment of smacks covering his entire behind twice over, Matt started to shift and move more. The burn was quickly increasing and going from uncomfortable to unbearable.
"Ow," Matt heard himself gasp.
"Starting to feel it?" Alaric asked.
"Yes, sir," Matt said.
"Okay, for this next part, I want you to stay still. Think about this the next time you consider slacking off and cheating," Alaric lectured.
Matt heard the clink of metal and realized Alaric was taking off his belt. He turned to look back at him.
Alaric cracked him hard on the thigh and barked, "Face forward!"
"Ouch, sorry, I didn't know you were going to use your belt," Matt gawped.
"You stay down or after I'm done I'll put you over my knee and spank you again," Alaric reprimanded.
"Yes, sir," Matt cried out. Matt suddenly felt like he made a grave mistake and should have taken his chances with his dad when he got home.
"I'm only going to give you five licks, for the five questions on the quiz. You move or don't count and I repeat the stroke. Got it," Alaric stressed.
"Yes, sir," Matt reported. He could take five.
Alaric folded his belt in half with the buckle in his hand and lined it up against Matt's rear.
"Ready, son?" Alaric asked.
"Yes," Matt choked out.
Whap!
"One!" Matt yelled out. That one hurt like a line of fire across his already spanked behind.
Whap!
"Two! Matt choked, he wanted to cry, but was biting his lip.
Whap!
"Ouch!" That one felt harder to Matt, it must have overlapped the two previous stripes.
"That didn't count. You're getting another," Alaric scolded.
Whap!
"Three. S-Sorry," Matt sobbed, That one really hurt.
Whap! Alaric dropped down and strapped the top of Matt's thighs, he popped up and Alaric used his left arm to hold him down.
"What did I tell you? You want to go over my knee after this? Stay down and count. This will be four," Alaric insisted.
Matt was crying now. His ass really felt on fire. This was torture.
Whap!
"F-Four!"
Whap
"Fuck!" Matt sobbed out.
"Matthew, come on. One more and that's costing you extra," Alaric said a bit impatiently.
Whap! Alaric snapped the belt down across the center of Matt's backside leaving a red stripe. Matt yelped and tried to stand.
Alaric was done. He tossed down the belt.
Alaric went and sat on the couch where Matt was slumped sobbing. He grabbed him and put him over his lap.
"I warned you," Alaric said calmly.
"I am s-sorry, please 'Laric, no more," Matt begged.
Matt realized what was happening after he was dragged across Alaric's lap.
Alaric started paddling Matt's sit spots swiftly on the tender crease below his behind with the flat of his hand. This area quickly reddened as Matt kicked and thrashed his legs. Matt was crying hard and threw his hand back to protect his behind. Alaric smacked the top of his thighs one more and stopped after another minute of spanking. The boy's rear and thighs were pink and red with a few stripes where the belt had criss crossed.
"All done, Matt. It's okay, buddy. No more," Alaric said softly. He grabbed some kneenex from the box and handed them to Matt, whose face was a snotty, tearful mess. Matt pulled his arm back up to his face and tried to clean himself up.
Matt had kicked off his briefs and basketball shorts.
"I'm sorry, Alaric. I didn't m-mean to g-get up," Matt wailed.
"Buddy, it's all right. It's over. You're all forgiven. Okay, let me help you up," Alaric encouraged. Matt got up and painfully put on his briefs and shorts, wincing when he pulled them over his reddened skin.
"Matt, come here," Alaric said standing and wrapping Matt in his arms.
Matt buried his head in Alaric's shoulder and rested it there. He was all cried out. His head ached and his butt was scotched and tore up. He wondered if Freya could give him something when she got home. They were due back tonight or early tomorrow.
"That hurt," Matt smiled.
"You seemed surprised," Alaric quipped.
"I wonder if sometimes vampires don't hit as hard because we don't heal. But you are not a vampire, so...," Matt observed.
"Are you saying that I spank harder than your father and uncle?" Alaric asked incredulous.
"Yes, that's exactly what I'm saying. Jer said it, too. Your hand is like lead. They must go easy on us," Matt smiled trying to tenderly rub his aching mounds.
"Buddy, I've been where you are more times that I want to admit. You'll be okay. There is no way Klaus can say you were not punished, okay," Alaric said, putting his arm along him.
"I feel better. I do. I'll go to that tutoring. And I swear, I'd rather just fail than try to cheat again," Matt swore.
"Well, let's aim for passing, okay. I want to go see Vanessa. Let's go let everybody know you are still alive and I didn't wear you out with my belt too much," Alaric joked, putting his belt back on.
"Well, okay. It hurts when I walk. Alaric, I swear, this is last time I'm gettin' whupped. I mean it. No more," Matt vowed.
Alaric laughed and kissed him on the side of the head as they walked down the hall.
French Quarter, New Orleans, 2010
Mikaelson Compound
She was back there again. It was dark and gray. Someone was chasing her, a shadow person. She knew what they wanted, her soul. Davina ran. As long as she never stopped running, they couldn't get to her.
"Davina, D. wake up, honey. It's a dream," Marcel said, shaking her gently.
"What? Oh, Marcel, they were chasing me again," Davina said as Marcel wiped tears off her face. He embraced her as she sat up in the bed.
"I think it was the ancestors. I'm not sure. I can't remember. Oh, Marcel, it was awful. I never want to go back to that place," Davina wept into his shoulder.
"Never, D. We'll never let it happen again. I swear to you," Marcel vowed.
"What happened, Darling?" Kol said rushing in.
"Oh Kol, I had the nightmare again," Davina said turning to him. Marcel got up to leave.
"No, Marcel, stay too, please. I want both of you here," Davina begged.
Marcel shrugged and Kol nodded.
"Marcel! Nik wants you," Rebekah called from the hallway.
"Sorry, D., I'll be back," Marcel promised.
"Where is he?" Marcel asked Rebekah impatiently.
"Downstairs in his, I mean, your office," Rebekah smiled. Klaus's old study was now Marcel's office, but Klaus had been using it for business affairs like old times.
"Marcellus, this is Vincent Griffith, he is a Treme' witch. He has information that might help Davina," Klaus said.
"Hi man, I've heard a lot about you," Vincent muttered.
Marcel felt like the man was glaring at him. He had that effect on New Orleans' witches after interfering with the Harvest.
"So, ah, how can you help with Davina?" Marcel said without delay.
"I've been getting information that the Ancestors were after her for collaborating with vampires on the Other Side. And I'm sorry to say, they still might be," Vincent shared.
"Why are you trying to help us, man? I mean it's obvious you would rather stake me than try to help," Marcel accused.
"You don't mince words, do you? Well, Mr. Vampire King, you are right, I don't like you or the way you tried to take over my town. But the girl is innocent. The nine covens used to get along before...," Vincent paused.
Freya walked in, "Before your wife Eva St. Claire went on a murderous rampage kidnapping a child from each coven for the Rite of the Nine...Isn't that why you turned your back on your coven, Mr. Griffith?"
"And you are?" Vincent stepped forward.
"I'm Freya Mikaelson. A Bennett witch by coven. Davina is by family now and in my coven. I will help her anyway possible, but why should we trust the husband of a murderous psycho who used her power for evil?" Freya glowered.
"She's my ex and she's dead. My goal is to end the ancestors. They are what have caused most of the problems with the nine covens this century. They hate your family most of all. I want to lock them away so they can't hurt us anymore. Why you should trust me? You probably shouldn't. But I will tell you that you take your family now and get out of here. The witches are planning to come for Davina again. Go far and cloak Davina or shield her, New Orleans is not safe for her, especially the French Quarter," Vincent warned.
Freya pressed, "What do they want with her?"
"You know. The ancestors want her sacrificed again. This time for good. Go and if they find her again. Contact me. She is one of us, a witch, I'll help any witch who needs helping and that girl is gonna need my help. She has powerful enemies, thanks to yourselves. I would appreciate your help with locking up the ancestors. But I can wait, I've waited years, I can wait a few more months," Vincent finished.
Klaus stood, "Thank you, Mr. Griffiths. We shall leave shortly. And if what you have predicted has come to pass, we will be in touch."
Elijah was putting Henrik and Finn to bed when Alaric and Matt came in.
"He lives," Alaric said quietly. "Is Vanessa downstairs? I want to say goodbye."
"Yes, she's in the kitchen. Thank you, Alaric. Please give our regards to Jenna and Elena," Elijah said shaking his hand goodbye.
Alaric hugged Matt.
"Matt, where were you?" Henrik asked popping up from his bed.
"Alaric was ah, having a talk with me, about school," Matt smiled looking at Elijah.
"You're alright, Matthew?" Elijah asked with concern.
"Yeah, I mean, yes, I think so. I will be," Matt smiled wryly.
"Matt, football practice tomorrow?" Finn asked from bed. Matt and Tyler had been teaching the younger two some sports outside. They liked to pretend it was a real team. Elijah was hoping to get them into school soon.
"You got it, bud. Just promise you won't tackle me again," Matt joke.
"No, I'm going to tackle you," Finn laughed.
"Okay, night, guys," Matt said.
Elijah kissed them both and shut out the light, leaving a small night light on.
"Night, Dad," Finn said softly. Elijah smiled.
"So I was just coming in to tell you older boys that everyone is on their way home, actually, right now," Elijah said looking at his watch.
"That's awesome!" Matt said.
"I'm proud of you, Matt. I know that someday you will do great things," Elijah said hugging him tightly.
"Well, right now, I will be avoiding sitting for the next hour and honestly, I didn't take the belt great. Plan is to never get it again ever, but I will do that tutoring program. Thanks for the chance," Matt said.
"Of course," Elijah said, "Now go show Jeremy and Tyler you are in one piece. Your brothers were worried."
Matt paused, they were his brothers now truly.
"I know," he said softly.