(Thank you to Raihane, who came up with this suggestion.)
Pairing Elijah/Rebekah (M/F) hand
Elijah/Kol (M/M) switch, hand
The day after Klaus and Elijah had dragged Kol and Rebekah out of their murder mansion was rough. Klaus had spanked Rebekah hard on her bare backside the night before. Elijah had paddled Kol with the feared bath brush. Since it was the middle of the night, he didn't get as bad as he normally would, but Elijah promised him a much harder paddling today. The thought of getting that brush at full impact made him shudder. Elijah did seem like himself again after confessing to Niklaus and Kol that it had been him who had caused Genevieve's death. They had forgiven him, of course.
Rebekah was irritable because Marcel was vexed at her over her behavior over the past months. Klaus and Elijah were planning to deal with faction business all day. They had to cover up all the deaths that Kol and Rebekah had caused attributing them to either natural phenomenon or some other threat. They had to do anything to throw Mikael off of their trail
During breakfast, Klaus growled, "We have a fine mess to clean up today because of you two. Those little pats on the behind that you got last night will be nothing to what you have in store for you. We expect you to stay in your rooms all day. Elijah has set some lines for you to write and they best be finished by the time we get home."
"But Nik, you already spanked me soundly last night! Please, Elijah...," Rebekah begged.
"Young lady, you best thank Niklaus, I was of a mind to give both of you a good thrashing every night this week. Now finish up and then go to your rooms. You will get no more blood today either, so you really feel your punishments tonight," Elijah said sternly. Elijah was worried that Mikael was on his way. He was also angry at his own failures these last months that allowed his siblings to stray so far afield.
"Do you two understand?" Klaus prompted.
"Yes, Brother," Kol grumped. Kol finished his breakfast. This human food tasted like dust in his mouth. He hated writing lines with a passion.
"Fine," Rebekah hissed, crossing her arms tightly.
"Do you need a spanking before we even leave this house, Sister? Because you are getting awfully close to that," Elijah warned.
"But I haven't even finished my bloody tea-," Rebekah sputtered.
Elijah vamped over and grabbed her up the arm, Rebekah fought to jerk her arm back. Elijah swatted her backside hard over her dress. Whap!
Without thinking, Rebekah pulled back her hand and slapped him hard across the face leaving a red mark. The crack of the slap was loud and everyone froze.
Klaus stood up, but Elijah calmly sat down in Rebekah's chair and pulled her over his knees. She was too shocked to resist him. As Kol, Marcel, and Klaus watched stunned, Elijah flipped up Rebekah's dress and spanked her over her drawers. She began to sob and struggle when she started to realize what had happened, but it was too late. Her legs began to scissor and kick. Rebekah balanced with one hand on the floor as the other tried to cover her backside. Elijah just pinned it to her back and continued to systematically swat her hard and fast. Elijah spanked her hard until they could her Rebekah gasping for air amidst her panicked cries.
Klaus, who had been standing there, seemingly frozen the whole time, finally stayed his arm.
"Brother, that's enough," Klaus said quietly.
Elijah came out of his daze and stopped. He stood Rebekah back up and she wiped at her face and smoothed down her hair. She glared at Elijah and then vamped away.
"I, I'm sorry. I don't know what got into me, I'll go talk to her," Elijah said shaken.
"Brother, we are already late. Marcel, we need to go. She'll be fine. I spanked her a lot harder last night," Klaus said moving toward the compound entrance.
"And Kol, I mean it, finish your lines, or I'll switch you myself this time," Klaus called.
"Elijah, are you serious?" Kol asked incredulously.
"Brother, don't make this day any harder. Just accept your punishments. You don't want the switch on top of the paddling you already have coming," Elijah warned.
Kol flushed red to have Elijah said that in front of Marcel. Marcel was glancing upstairs.
"I'll check on her," Kol reassured him.
Elijah smacked him on the behind, "No, you will go to your room and start on your lines. Unless you also need to write them on a sore bottom. Now go!"
Kol was totally humiliated. He vamped to his room.
As noted, Elijah had set his lines on his desk.
"I will respect the rules, laws, and citizens of the city of New Orleans at all times or suffer dire consequences."
500! Was he bloody serious? Kol could barely do 100. So was this a set up so Nik could take the switch to him. Bloody hell.
Kol peeked out the door to make sure they were gone and headed to Rebekah's room.
"Bex! It's me," Kol whispered.
"Go away!" she sobbed from her bed where she lay face down crying.
Kol went over and sat on the bed and awkwardly patted her back.
"Bex, you've all seen me get thrashed a lot worse than that and on my bare arse, too. I mean, you slapped Elijah, for God's sake," Kol offered.
"Kol, are you daft? I'm not crying because I got spanked. I feel bad that I hit him," Rebekah sobbed out.
"Oh, well, he's slapped me before," Kol recalled.
"Kol, I wish we never came home last night. Let's just leave again!" Rebekah cried.
"Bex, you know the whole city is on high alert because of our bloody 'crimes.' We were a bit naughty and now we have to pay. There's no out for me, but the dagger. Nik said if I don't finish my lines, he's going to switch me," Kol complained.
"What?" Rebekah said popping her head up.
Kol looked at her desk,"You, too. 500 times. The same stupid line, we best get started. I can't take the switch tonight on top of that bath brush. Plus, not getting any blood?"
"My arse already hurts. Elijah's hand is like a metal shovel, but I'm not getting a switching today," Rebekah said heavily.
"Okay, luv?" Kol said kissing her on the forehead.
"I'll be fine," Rebekah sniffed.
Kol hated to leave her, but those lines weren't going to write themselves.
Kol sat at the desk, arranged his pen and ink. He started to write. He kept writing. His hand hurt, then he counted the lines. He wrote a whole page which was only 20. He calculated and realized he would never have enough paper. He kept writing. He was getting thirsty. He wrote more. He spilled ink, he cleaned it up. He was on 83. Then, he kept writing. He ran out of ink, he got more paper. He made it to 218 and then he felt asleep. He got up and went to see if Rebekah was finished.
"Bex, what ya on?" Kol called out.
"Kol, I'm changing-" Rebekah called out.
Kol saw Marcel sitting at the desk writing her lines as Rebekah drank from his other hand.
"Really?" Kol scoffed.
"It's none of your business, Kol," Marcel said rudely.
"It's going to get my bare arse switched, so maybe it is my business," Kol stated.
"What are you talking about?" Marcel said.
"If Bex has all of her lines done and I'm on bloody 218, how is that going to look?" Kol asked.
"Not my 'bloody' problem, mate?" Marcel announced.
"Marcellus, what is your problem? Always walking around here like you bloody own the place. You're not even a Mikaelson. Sod off," Kol said in a fury.
"No one would care if you took off or were in a box for what a century? Oh I know that, because they already put you there! And probably will again," Marcel laughed.
"Boys, just stop. We're already in enough trouble," Rebekah cautioned.
"Aye, does your Papa know what you're doing or did you lie to him, Marcel? Maybe I ought to tell my big brother what his bratty little son is up to?" Kol offered.
"You wouldn't! I'm trying to help Rebekah. Hasn't she been through enough today?" Marcel thundered.
"Oh, you didn't like her getting a hiding in front of everyone and now you're going to stuck it to big bad Elijah? I'll tell him, too," Kol quipped.
Marcel threw down the pen and came at Kol.
"What are you going to do, Marcel? You can't beat me," Kol said turning to go back to his room. Marcel leaped through the air and jumped on Kol so they broke through the balcony railing and fell below to the courtyard. They crashed down on a table and the staff came down to see what had happened. Rebekah vamped down and was trying to pull them away from each other.
Klaus suddenly thundered in and growled, "What is this?
Marcel punched Kol hard in the kidney and as a reflex Kol turned to punch him back, Klaus vamped over and bit Kol on the neck.
Rebekah screamed, "All of you! Stop it. Niklaus, you bit him! Marcel, are you okay?"
Klaus' fangs retracted, "Brother, I panicked. I was afraid you were going to kill him."
"Kill your precious, Marcellus? I was defending myself! He pushed me off the balcony," Kol said holding his neck.
Elijah walked in, "What the hell happened here? Kol, your neck. Niklaus, what did you do?"
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. Let me look at it," Klaus said shaken.
"Get away from me. Haven't you done enough?" Kol stumbled up to his room.
He thought it was his room. Everything started to look blurry. He barely made it to the bed before passing out.
Court of Marseilles, 1002 A.D., France
"They say there are demons hunting at night, Matilda said one attacked her, M'lord. They shall kill us all. May God protect you and your Lord Father," Kol heard from the corridor of the castle.
Kol had to get to Matilda before that ass, the Count's son Tristan did. He had been so thirsty, it was one drink, and then he stopped. He even offered her a cup of ale, but she collapsed. He thought she was dead. The next time, he would have to make sure. He just wanted a little sip from the maid, not to cause a panic.
Kol vamped down to the kitchen where he had last seen the maid Matilda. All he saw was the fat cook eating sweetmeats, he left before he was seen.
Kol back tracked and went near the Count's quarters and there he saw Tristan interviewing Matilda. Kol stuck to the shadows, but he had a feeling that Tristan knew he was there.
Kol trudged back to their quarters in the castle.
"You best lay low if you know what is good for you," Finn said heavily.
"Aye, I would if I could stand to be as dull as you. I cannot just sit in here starving to death while good food is walking all around me, Brother," Kol whined.
Klaus interjected, "Well, you shall not be sitting at all, if Elijah catches wind of this. You are frightening the castle folk, little brother. Hunt in the forest or further away, not in the castle!"
"Nik, you know I am right. We need to feed. Why are we staying here? We said a few weeks, it's been months. Father could be near. Let us go. What is keeping us here?" Kol pressed.
"Maybe it is Nik's fancy for the Lady Aurora?" Rebekah came in twirling her skill gown.
"That gown looks ridiculous on you. How can a person work in this finery? I despite this," Finn growled.
"Oh Finn, hush. You are no fun. There was supposed to be a feast tonight but it got cancelled because there is a demon on the loose. Aye, it seems that the Lord Tristan told the new Lord Elijah that the new LORD KOL was the demon as told by some maid. So Kol, if you don't want to get a whipping here in front of us, you best try to run to the forest because Elijah should be here in say one, two, three,-" Rebekah giggled.
Klaus gave Kol a pained look, "You only have yourself to blame."
"Nik, please, don't let him. It was an accident," Kol started to back out of the room and ran right into Elijah who was now holding two freshly cut switches.
"I warned you about leaving corpses and dead bodies, baby brother. Now over the chair," Elijah said sternly.
"I cannot watch this again or listen to his screams," Finn said walking out. Rebekah followed him.
"Niklaus, hold him," Elijah demanded. Klaus pushed back his shoulder length blond hair and grabbed Kol.
"Elijah, let us just flee, please. I do not favor these nobles or trust them. That Lucien is a snake, worse than Tristan," Kol explained as Klaus walked him to the chair.
Klaus bent Kol over and held his hands on the seat of the chair as Elijah flipped up his tunic and pulled down his hose. Kol tried to moved but his pale unblemished backside was perfectly presented for Elijah to stripe.
He took the supple switch and laid it across both cheeks and then brought it down with a crack. It left a red mark. Kol braced himself not to cry out so the entire castle did not hear him getting a whipping.
"Argggg" Elijah brought the second one down harder. Klaus could barely hold his hards.
"Owww," the third one was like fire. Klaus somehow lost one of his hands and he used it to protect his behind.
"Noooo," Elijah just lashed his thighs. Kol's sobs were low.
"Elijah, it was an accident," Klaus said taking pity on their little brother. He hated to see anyone whipped.
Elijah nodded and broke the switch in half and threw them into the fire. He moved another chair and grabbed Kol and dragged him over to him. He swatted the pale white backside now with four red marks on it firmly.
"Over my lap. This used to work on you before we were monsters," Elijah said gently. He pulled Kol flat over his knees and began to smack his exposed bottom and thighs.
Kol was not sobbing anymore, but gasping each time a smack seared his senses. Soon Elijah had him drumming his feet into the floor and swearing he would never feed again.
"I am s-sorry, B-brother," Kol cried out, "Stoppp."
"No more, Kol, we have no where to go," Elijah warned.
"I will not. I swear it. Please s-stop," Kol begged.
Klaus and Elijah made eye contact, perhaps this was getting through to him?
Elijah stopped and exhaled hard. His hand hurt and he had never thought he was have to do that again. He pulled up Kol's hose and flipped down his tunic to lift him up to standing. Kol gasped at the pain. He was healing, but he hadn't had blood for several nights now.
"Now, go to your bed chamber," Elijah said sternly.
"'Lijah, I am sorry," Kol said sadly.
"He's waking up," Rebekah said, holding his hand.
"Bex, is that you?" Kol gasped.
"Brother, finally, it's been days," Elijah said smoothing his hair back on his forehead carefully.
"I was back in France when we first left for the Old World. We all were there, even Finn. Elijah, you switched me for leaving a witness. I always hated that bastard Tristan," Kol said.
"Here, drink, Brother," Elijah said giving him a glass of blood.
"Thank you. Where is Nik?" Kol asked.
"He didn't think you would want to see him," Rebekah admitted.
"He saved me from your switch Elijah. You were so angry at me and Nik saved me..." Kol swore.
"Little Brother, I am here," Klaus said cautiously.
"Nik, you saved me," Kol repeated.
"That was 900 years ago. I had forgotten about it. I couldn't hold you for a whipping. I just couldn't. I knew that Elijah's hard hand would do just just as much good," Klaus shared.
"Help me up," Kol said. He struggled to get over to the mirror. He slipped down his cotton pajama bottoms.
Rebekah gasped, "Oh for the love of god...I'm leaving."
"Kol, you weren't kidding," Elijah said astonished.
Kol's backside was a solid pink with four distinct switch marks.
"How is that possible?" Klaus asked a little freaked out.
"I have no idea, but I was back in that memory. Finn was just as dull, the castle was drafty, and that bloody switch stung. Then, you whacked me over your knee Elijah hard," Kol whined pulling up his pants.
"Kol, I am so sorry about what happened. I never should have bit you like that. Would you forgive me?" Klaus asked.
Kol smiled, "I already have, Niklaus. That's for getting me out of that switching."
"Ah, sure thing," Klaus said.
Elijah added, "You have been punished enough. Let us move on from all of this. Marcel is representing us at the faction meeting now, but he is very sorry about his part in what happened."
"Love you," Klaus said hugging him again. This time, Elijah joined.