Pairing: Klaus/Tyler-Jeremy (M/mm) paddle

Friday night

Marcel came in Davina's room while she was brushing her teeth in the attached bathroom. Rebekah came out.

"Kol didn't seem to know anything about it. Oh Marcel, she must have gone through my things. She had on that ridiculous corset thing I bought, that I never wore...," Rebekah whispered.

"What? Are you serious? What was she thinking?" Marcel growled back. He was almost disappointed that he couldn't blame Kol. He would have liked to have someone to blame, to pound, to scream at. He couldn't do that to Davina, though he thought she still have a few things to answer for.

"I don't know. She's in love. I spent 52 years in a box for you," Rebekah smiled kissing him.

Davina came back in and teared up when she saw Marcel.

"D., you okay, sweetheart?" Marcel said holding out his arms.

Davina came over and let him hug her.

"Let's get you in bed," Rebekah said.

Davina winced but first got in on her back and flipped to her side.

Freya's salve did work wonders, but she still felt a residual sting.

"Shh, shut your eyes. We don't have to talk about anything, tomorrow will come soon enough," Marcel said quietly, sitting on the side of her bed. Rebekah tiptoed out leaving them alone.

Saturday morning

Tyler dreamt of running with a wolf pack. But in the dream, he had a mate and two little wolf pups. They ran, nipped each other, fed. He knew the full moon was coming up. He hadn't talked to his dad about if they were going to turn again. But now, he was wondering if he had gotten Caroline pregnant. In the haze of the love spell, he remembered her saying something about condoms, but then it was too late.

God, what if turned Car into a werewolf? And a mother.

Really, this was all Davina's fault. Plus, that video that she busted Jer and Matt watching was his and he had gotten Jeremy the weed. He was so dead.

Elijah got up early the next morning to make breakfast. Everyone else was still sleeping. He had picked up on the events of the night before but had gone to bed with Vanessa right after they got home after talking to Niklaus. His mind went to sex, drugs, and pornography that seemed to explode the one night the adults went out. Navigating these teen years were so different. It used to be that people would work, marry, go to war at 15, 16, or 17. Now, people were considered children until what? 25-30? So many new pressures and influences, he feared for when Henrik and Finn were older. It was hard to protect them when the dangers were everywhere.

Elijah had promised to used his belt on the boys if they did drugs again. Perhaps Niklaus would deal with this, though. He knew he hadn't liked the idea of it ever, it may have been too harsh. Or maybe it reminded him of Mikael's whip from long ago. They had both agreed that perhaps some therapy would not be a bad idea. Jeremy was not a stupid kid, yet it seemed that this was a cry for help or attention. He would get both.

Freya woke up next and started to help him. She filled him in on Davina.

"I"m really proud of Kol. God, do you think that spell would have worked on him, though?" Elijah wondered.

"She's a Harvest girl, brother. She is powerful. It could have turned out differently. I think Marcel's going to try to drive that point home on her behind today," Freya said stirring batter for her muffins.

"It's funny to me to see him being the disciplinarian now after so many years of me taking him to task. Always so stubborn, so clever. Freya, I wish you had been wish us the years we were in New Orleans. They were a happy, lively time. A more innocent time, but yet, we were incomplete as a family. Sometimes here, I do not know what to do," Elijah said slicing strawberries.

"What do you mean, Elijah? You always seem to know the right thing to do," Freya inquired.

Elijah lowered his voice, "Jeremy was smoking marijuana again last night, Matt and Jeremy were view some awful pornographic video after I've talked to them about that several times. I threatened Jeremy that I thrash him if he brought drugs in this house again...,"

Tyler padded down in his bare feet. He had on gray sweat pants and was putting on a white t-shirt before coming into the kitchen.

"Thank you for dressing for breakfast, nephew," Elijah smiled.

"You're welcome," Tyler grimaced.

"What's wrong, honey? Is it what happened last night? I told you, that really wasn't your fault," Freya said wiping off her hands on a tea towel.

"I didn't sleep too well. It's not just that. I guess I had nightmares. But that video and the dope was my fault. I wanted to tell Dad last night but...," Tyler drifted off.

"What, Tyler?" Elijah prompted evenly.

"I didn't know that Matt and Jer got caught. Then, they told me not to say anything. But Uncle Elijah, I don't want them to get in trouble for stuff that was my fault," Tyler said in a quieter tone. Freya excused herself to go see if the younger boys were up.

"Tyler, I can almost understand the X-rated video due to curiosity. But the drugs? I thought we dealt with all that," Elijah said putting down his knife on the cutting board. He came over and said down by Tyler on the kitchen island.

Tyler looked down, "There's a part of me that sometimes just likes to see what I can get away with. I don't think of the consequences or who it's going to hurt. I'm just a terrible person."

Elijah gently cupped his face, "Hey, I don't want to hear you talking like that. We all love you very much. I am proud of you for taking responsibility for your actions, even when you know you will get punished. The young man who first came here, would not have done that. You put yourself on the line for your friends and family. That's not what a terrible person does."

"Thanks for saying that," Tyler responded.

"Now, help me cut some of this fruit up. We were planning to take Finn and Henrik out today to see that movie they wanted to see and maybe to the Grill after. I was going to see if you older boys wanted to come," Elijah said patting his hand.

"Thanks, but I'd rather just talk to Dad and just it over with," Tyler grimaced.

"Tyler, you know we brought this up before, but would you be willing to talk to someone? A professional? About what you were telling me about?" Elijah asked gently, giving him a paring knife and a bowl of fruit to cut.

"You mean a shrink? No way," Tyler scoffed.

"Alright, it's just a suggestion. I think I hear your father. Just tell him what you told me," Elijah said.

Klaus greeted his brother with a smile and kissed Tyler on the head as what his habit.

"Hey Dad," Tyler flushed.

"Tyler, it's okay," Elijah encouraged. Elijah went up to see to the younger boys and try to rouse the older ones for breakfast.

Tyler told Klaus exactly what he had told Elijah. Klaus was disappointed.

"Oh Tyler, I am glad that you told me, truly. I think one solid week without electronic will do for the filthy video. For the drugs, you and Jeremy and I are going to have a longer chat," Klaus warned.

"Will this chat end up with us having red asses and crying like little girls?" Tyler quipped.

"In a word, yes. But I think you knew that," Klaus said putting him into a loose head lock.

"And one week? Is that phones and video games? Dad, that's a lot. No movies?" Tyler argued.

"I have a good mind to pull that t.v. out of your room altogether. I know it's a lot and I don't like punishing you at all. But why you would have that wretched video at all is beyond me. This constant pushing of the limits has got to stop," Klaus said firmly.

Tyler nodded. At first it didn't seem like a big deal but no electronics was torture for him, he lost his phone, computer, video games, tv, and music. He wasn't a big reader, but at least he had sports and working out to fall back on.

"Finish cutting whatever you are doing for Elijah. I'll take your phone now and I'm going to go talk to Matt and Jeremy now. We'll talk after breakfast. Almost everyone is going out today anyway, okay? I love you, Tyler. I'm not going to let you act up just because you are bored and wanted a thrill," Klaus said.

Tyler wondered why he did the stupid things he did. At the time they seemed like good ideas. He didn't even mention to his dad the unprotected sex he had been having with Caroline.

Klaus came in when Matt was finishing getting dressed. Jeremy was still sleeping.

"Hey Dad, I'm not sure I like that look," Matt admitted.

"You probably won't like what I have to say," Klaus retorted.

"About the video and last night?" Matt asked.

"Matthew, what if Finn and Henrik would have seen what Davina saw, hmm? You boys watching it is bad enough, but they are easily disturbed by even cartoon movies," Klaus offered.

"Oh god, I never thought of it. Dad, I'm sorry about it," Matt said glumly.

"Tyler said it was his," Klaus threw out.

Matt nodded.

"All three of you are on no electronics for one week: no phones, tv., games, nothing," Klaus revealed.

Matt responded, "Okay." He handed Klaus his phone and headed downstairs.

"Jeremy, son, are you hearing this?" Klaus said calling the half-asleep boy.

"Yeah, Dad," Jeremy said turning over again.

"No, up. Breakfast is almost ready," Klaus said going over to his bunk.

"Please, Dad, let me sleep. I can't face this day," Jeremy whined.

"I wasn't going to light up your butt until after breakfast but I guess I can get a head start," Klaus said flipping Jeremy on his stomach and smacking his backside lightly.

"Stop! Please!" Jeremy laughed.

Klaus tickled him for a minute, before he finally said he would get up.

"So no electronic and a spanking after breakfast?" Jeremy asked.

"Plus, you will go see this new therapist,"Klaus maintained.

"Ughhh," Jeremy groaned.

"Up, I mean it," Klaus growled, smacking Jeremy again when he make no move to get up.

"Fine!" Jeremy cried and rolled out of bed.

After the events of the night before, Marcel and Rebekah decided to let Davina sleep through breakfast. On the way down, Marcel ran into Kol.

"Hey, man," Marcel said slowing.

"How's she doing?" Kol asked quickly.

"D.? I think she's learning a pretty good lesson about how not to use her magic. I'm going to have a little talk with her today, but you know you will be fine," Marcel shared.

Kol's face was strained, "Marcel, I feel like this is my fault. Maybe I misled her..."

"Kol, I actually wanted to apologize because I blamed you and it seems like you did the right thing. I guess it would have been easier for me to be pissed at you, than her. But man, thanks for being strong. I, we, really appreciate it," Marcel avowed.

"Of course, mate. Can I talk to her today, though? Just a few minutes?" Kol begged.

"Yeah, maybe this afternoon. She's still sleeping," Marcel said, satisfied that he had said what he needed to say.

"Thanks," Kol said as they continued downstairs.

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Elijah, Vanessa, Freya, the younger boys, and Matt were out for the day.

Klaus went to his room and put the boys' mobile phones in a drawer that he kept locked. Klaus really did hate cutting off their electronics, but the boys could always call other family members from home phone. The boys did tend to go outside more, but they also were more difficult to deal with when they weren't permitted to watch tv or kill things in their games. They also argued more and were bored and restless, so who really got tortured here more? Klaus' thoughts were broken by a soft knock.

"Come in," Klaus called, pulling out the key to his locked drawer.

"Just us, reporting for, well, you know," Jeremy stammered.

"Yes, I am aware of what you two are reporting here for," Klaus said giving them a stern look.

"Let's sit so I can lecture you until you are begging me to thrash you and end the tongue lashing," Klaus quipped indicating the couch area.

Tyler gulped and Jeremy just looked depressed.

"First of all, you are lucky that you didn't get arrested, Tyler. How would that look for your mother? The son of Mayor Lockwood buying drug? Did you consider that?" Klaus prodded.

Tyler hadn't.

"No, I never thought about it," Tyler admitted.

"Boys, what I am trying to get through to you is that your actions don't always just affect you. Jeremy, your sister, how would she feel? Jenna? Alaric? You know they worry," Klaus went on.

"Dad, I already said I'd go to therapy. I don't know what else I can say," Jeremy said impatiently.

"Well, you have said that you were sorry and wouldn't do it again and yet here we are. Okay, I think my hand against your backsides may do more good than this. Who's first?" Klaus asked.

"I guess I'll go since I bought the weed, this time," Tyler offered.

"Jeremy, you can take off your trousers and go stand in the corner. Tyler. over by the bed please," Klaus said with authority.

Jeremy took off his shorts and laid them over the chair. By this point, he knew arguing was pointless. He had a t-shirt on, but was still ashamed that he would have to stand in the corner with his briefs covered butt showing. If he whined about it, he would be standing there with a bare red butt, so he figured he was getting a little smarter.

Klaus put the key to his drawer on his dresser and opened the drawer as Tyler stood there awkwardly waiting to be soundly spanked.

Klaus took out a 1/2 thick rectanglar paddle with holes drilled in it. Tyler's eyes widened.

"Oh yes, this was a gift from Alaric, an old school paddle. Another relic he found in the school historical storage. Not used since 1989 apparently at Mystic Falls High School, but we shall remedy this today while we take care of your misbehaviors," Klaus said hefting the paddle.

"Gee, remind us to thank Alaric for the gift, for the old school paddle...I really like the holes," Tyler grumbled.

"Sweatpants off," Klaus said.

Tyler also wisely kept his mouth shut and took off his pants, unable to stop eyeing that paddle. Holes! Really. A part of him wanted to go over and slug Jeremy for getting caught and also Davina for...Ugh, he was a jerk. It wasn't her fault.

"Tyler, come on, don't dally. Over my lap," Klaus said taking his arm.

Tyler got over Klaus' knee and just hoped this would be over quickly.

Klaus rested his hand over Tyler's white briefs. Tyler folded his arms under his head and steeled himself.

"Okay, let's get this taken care of, shall we?" Klaus said.

Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!

Klaus swatted Tyler's backside across both cheeks hard. The sensation was shocking and for a moment Tyler couldn't breath. He tried to move off Klaus's lap, but his left arm just tightened as the next swift volley of cracks descended.

Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!

"Dad! P-please," he gasped, tapping his feet against the bed. Anything to alleviate the sting. He couldn't take it.

Klaus walloped him firmly for another twenty spanks or so and then gave him a break. Tears were dripping down his face from the sudden shock and pain of it all. Tyler cried into his elbow as his backside felt like it was being set ablaze.

Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!

"Son, breath. I want to make sure that you do not even look at drugs again, no less buy them for your brother," Klaus said patting his behind and then whisking his underpants down to his knees.

"S-Sorry, Dad, no more," Tyler moaned, starting to sob louder as he felt his behind stripped bare.

Klaus saw that Tyler's backside was getting red. He leaned over and grabbed the healing salve. He quickly applied it. He gently rubbed into the sore rear end in front of him. Klaus knew the holes on the paddle were sanded to not cut or injure, but the salve couldn't hurt.

"A little more to go," Klaus reassured him bringing his hand down lighter and slower.

"I am very proud of you for admitting everything, and after this spanking and a few whacks with the paddle. All is forgiven," Klaus said softly.

Smack...Smack...Smack...Smack...Smack...

For Tyler, the slower spanks still burned fiercely and he could not keep still. Klaus lowered his hand and tightened his hold on Tyler's waist. Fearing what this meant, Tyler sucked in his breath and tensed. Klaus swatted down on the area where Tyler's backside and thighs met until the area was pink. Klaus stopped and gave him a minute to calm down and breath evenly.

"Tyler, I want you to change places with Jeremy. Then, I'm going to give you both five good swats with the paddle and we're all done. No rubbing," Klaus said, helping him up. Tyler's face needed wiped. Klaus used a tissue to wipe it. Tyler tried to protest his modesty in the face, Klaus turned him a second to check his bright red backside.

"Sweetheart, I did spank you harder because remember you will heal faster with your werewolf healing. But I want you to remember the stinging you feel now the next time you are tempted to do something for the thrill," Klaus said giving him a hardy swat.

"Ouch!" Tyler yelped, his hands moving back as he stomped his feet. Klaus marched him physically over to the corner with a few more smacks to his thighs until he placed his hands on his head.

"Jeremy, bed, please," Klaus said, moving Tyler closer to the corner.

Klaus followed the small procedure with Jeremy and spanked him over his briefs hard. He didn't use as much force as he would not heal as fast. Klaus then took down his underpants and administered the rest of the warm up on his bare behind. Jeremy wailed and cried until his backside was red and his thighs were pink. Klaus also gave him a coating of salve.

Klaus picked up the hefty paddle and asked both boys to go to the couch. He bend them both over the back so that their hands rested on the seats.

"Daddy, p-please, it already hurts. We're s-sorry," Tyler wailed.

Klaus felt like his buttocks were already healing faster than he imagined.

Klaus randomly swatted him ten times as Tyler stomped and cried, but stayed in position.

"I'm glad you are sorry. Now, hush, it's almost over," Klaus reassured them.

Jeremy whimpered, "Dad, Dadddd, we won't do it again. Come on."

Klaus smacked his behind four times.

"One more word out of either of you and I'm going to paddle you again tonight before bed. Now settle down," Klaus threatened.

He lined the paddle up against Jeremy's lower cheeks. The footlong blade covered Jeremy's whole backside. Klaus snapped it down.

Pop! Jeremy's head raised up and he let out a wail. Klaus pushed him down with his left hand. Klaus could see white marks where the holes were.

Pop!

"Arggh" Jeremy cried, he pounded his fists a little on the cushions.

Pop!

Pop!

"Owwwwwww," Jeremy wailed stomping. Jeremy felt like a thousand hornet's stung him at the same time.

Pop!

"All done, sweetheart," Klaus said checking his bare behind. It looked red and blotchy, he could see no bruises were forming.

"Tyler, five. Still," Klaus ordered.

Pop! Tyler's also raised up his head and hissed.

Pop!

Pop! Tyler put down his head and wept saying incoherent words.

Pop! Klaus was swatting him harder, leaving a red mark where it had impacted.

Pop! Klaus brought the paddle down sharply and Tyler gasped and lay limply over the couch. Klaus could see small circular marks and bruises, he knew they would fade from his healing. He ran his fingers over them and shut his eyes.

"Finished, boys. Stay there a moment," Klaus said. He wanted to burn this paddle in his fireplace, but he knew he needed to encourage them to behave. This was after all, the second offense. They could have faced a week of every other night with the strap, as they were threatened. Klaus had considered other punishments, but the last time they were grounded, it seemed like a joke to him. Unless he put them in the dungeons down below, restricting them to the house was not that bad.

Klaus glanced at the clock, it was barely noon, but he felt tired. He turned down his large bed under the goose feather down comforter. He got two linen cloths and wet them slightly. The boys had both kicked off or lost their underwear at some point.

Klaus went off to the couch.

"Okay, luvs, you can get up," Klaus almost whispered.

Before he could even wipe away their tears or smooth their hair back, Klaus embraced both of them. With one boy under each arm, he steered them over to the bed. He knew he wore them both out as neither complained. Klaus got in and arranged his boys around him on their sides. He covered them all up and wiped their faces with the cloth.

"I love you. I know that hurt, but I think you both shall live," Klaus smiled.

"It did. Jer, sorry about all this, but if you tell anyone about this...I'll kill you," Tyler promised.

Klaus went to tap his thigh over the comforter.

"What? Embarrassed to tell the blokes at school that your father loves you so much?" Klaus asked archly.

"No, but I am embarrassed that I have a red ass and no pants on now and I'm in bed with two guys," Tyler joked.

"Ty, you know me, who am I gonna tell? Bonnie? I think she's in some trouble with Freya, to tell you the truth," Jeremy shared.

"Really? Boys, let's let witch business, stay witch business...But I would never want to vex your Aunt Freya, or your Aunt Rebekah, for that matter," Klaus confessed.

"Dad, I hope that Davina gets a taste of the old school nightmare paddle. I mean, it's not really fair what she did," Tyler groused.

"Tyler, as far as I know she will be punished for her misdeed, but I'm not not with that rather nasty paddle. I know you may be angry because she burst in and got the two of you reported, but I think in a sense she prevented more trouble," Klaus said carefully.

"What do you mean, Dad?" Jeremy said.

"Well, if Davina hadn't have caught you how many more times would you have smoked or down other things you shouldn't have done?" Klaus postulated.

"I guess I shouldn't be mad, but I am," Tyler admitted.

"Tyler, she ought to apologize, but even if she doesn't, sometimes we have to forgive our family. My siblings have forgiven me for things that I cannot even ever forgive myself for. Now, enough, you two rest unless you need me to warm up your backsides some more," Klaus said lightly.

"No, Dad, we'll sleep. We can't do anything else anyway," Tyler complained.

"That can easily become two weeks without electronics," Klaus threatened.

Tyler groaned and flipped over on his stomach.

"Dad, you can't do that," Tyler snarled.

Klaus couldn't help but flip up the blanket smack him one more time on his bare backside. Tyler squealed in mock pain, but he was almost completely healed.

Jeremy scowled as his rear end felt achy and sore. Klaus caught his eye and bit into his wrist.

"Just a few drops to even you out with Tyler's healing," Klaus said.

Jeremy drank a small amount of blood and instantly felt himself heal. Klaus flipped up the blanket on his side whacked him.

"Now go to sleep," Klaus said as they all laughed.