Pairing: Hayley/Elijah (F/M) hand, wooden spoon
Klaus/Elijah (M/M) hand
Prompt for Elenalovly: Have a wonderful birthday! All the best:) -EM
CANAL PLACE
333 CANAL STREET
NEW ORLEANS, LA 70130
Hayley was excited. Elijah had finally proposed and they had a wedding to plan. She never thought that she would have a traditional wedding with the white dress and all, but now it was happening. Father K. was going to do the ceremony and the wedding would be at St. Annes, of course.
Hayley and Hope wanted to do a little shopping even though the ceremony was months off. They decided to drag Klaus and Elijah with them to carry the bags.
Ever since he had proposed, Elijah had been acting a little odd. He had been bickering with Klaus and annoying Freya. Hayley thought he was overworking and that he needed to get out of the house.
"Mom, do you want to head to Banana Republic? There is a pair of pants I want to check out," Hope said as her father and uncle seemed to be arguing about something behind them.
"Sure, hon. Guys, we're heading to Banana Republic. Want to come?" Hayley said flashing her green eyes at both of them. She had warned Elijah to be on his best behavior, but he already seemed to be acting up. She was annoyed.
Klaus frowned, "We might need new suits for the service. Do you mind if we go to Brooks Brothers a moment?"
"Brooks Brothers? I wear $11,000 Italian suits. I am not shopping at Brooks Brothers," Elijah scoffed haughtily.
"That's why we need to save money. We will meet you guys at Brooks Brothers in 15 minutes. Do not leave there," Hayley instructed.
Elijah made a face, but did not talk back to his future bride. Hayley had been giving him warning looks the last few days and he did not want to push the alpha wolf of the Crescents to violence. Hayley and Hope started towards their store and Klaus snickered.
"You best watch your arse. You anger Hayley, mate, and you are in for it. Now stop being a snob and let's take a look at the clothes here," Klaus said taking his brother's arm.
Elijah had been feeling out of sorts lately, irritated and fussy...Well, more fussy than usual. He did not mean to be difficult, but he was having trouble controlling himself. He let Klaus lead him into the elegant store and they looked around. Klaus tried on shoes. Elijah looked at ties for a long time, but didn't see any that he had to have.
"Ah, I actually like this jacket," Elijah muttered in shock. Klaus was surprised. It was a leather jacket, more the type Klaus himself favored.
"It's not really your style, Brother. But try it on," Klaus encouraged.
Hayley and Hope came in empty handed. Klaus asked Hope, "Did you find anything you liked, Sweetheart?"
"Nah, Dad. Nothing much. How about you?" Hope smiled.
"Your uncle likes that jacket!" Klaus laughed.
"Is that funny, Niklaus? I am glad you think so," Elijah growled. "I like this one better." Elijah pulled a light brown Shearling coat off the hanger.
Hayley grinned, "That's nice. But, um, we're in New Orleans...Do you really need a winter coat?"
Elijah found his size and tried it on. He looked in the mirror. The salesman came over.
"That's our finest coat. You have good taste, sir. Natural shearling and horn buttons...it has side pockets and one interior pocket," Dale, as his tag said, described.
"How much is it?" Klaus asked.
"Ah, this one is $2400," Dale responded double checking the tag. "Just between us, it will be on sale in a few days if you want to wait."
"No need," Elijah responded. "I'll take it."
"Elijah!" Hayley said through gritted teeth. "Dale, can you give us a minute?"
"Hayley!" Elijah mocked in the same tone.
"Don't you mock me. We agreed we'd save for the wedding. Plus, you don't even need a coat and he said it would go on sale. Think a minute!" Hayley begged.
Elijah took off the coat and threw it prompted on the ground. "Fuck it then! I guess I'm not allowed to buy a Goddamn coat by myself anymore." Dale, the salesman, looked at Elijah in shock from behind the sales counter. Hayley's face reddened and she glanced to see if Hope was watching this from the bench she was sitting by the shoes texting her friends.
"You pick that up right now, mister!" Hayley demanded hotly.
"No!" Elijah sassed. "You can't make me either."
Klaus was horrified, he had never seen his older brother behave like this.
"Elijah Mikaelson," Klaus growled as he put his arms around him and pinched his forearm hard, "Pick that up. If you continue to behave like a child, you are going to get treated like one."
Several customers were milling about the store and stopped to watch the scene. One older gentleman was shaking his head in disgust.
"Elijah, you pick it up. I am going to count to three," Haylee admonished. That got Hope's attention because when her mother got to three with her, it meant she was getting a spanking. No ifs, ands, or buts. "One."
Elijah smirked, "Hayley, I am not your daughter!"
"Two," Hayley said calmly.
Elijah laughed nervously, "I don't have to do anything I do want to."
"Three," Haylee finished. She glanced at Klaus for support. He nodded and grabbed Elijah's arm to make him pick up the coat, still on the floor. Elijah struggled and still refused. As Klaus had him bent over, Hayley went over and yanked up Elijah's suit coat to expose his slacks. Smack! Smack! Smack!
Hayley spanked Elijah hard enough to stagger him forward. His eyes widened at the sting and he quickly grabbed the coat and picked it up with one hand. With his right hand, he protected his behind.
Klaus instructed, "Now, hang it back up." Elijah obeyed.
The old man watching laughed heartily and said to his wife, "That fella just got his pants paddled by his lady there!"
The white haired woman nodded in approval, "Let that be a lesson to you to behave yourself, Harold. Now, mind your business." She hurried him along with a pat on his own rear. Elijah realized that everyone in the store had witnessed his impromptu spanking and began to cry.
"Hayley, I was gonna pick it up. You didn't have to hit me in front of everyone!" Elijah whimpered. Hayley yanked back his arm again, and landed two hard swats to Elijah's upper thighs. Elijah tried to dance away. Whack! Whack!
"Fine, if you misbehave again then I will take you to the ladies' room for a spanking on your bare bum. Do you understand me?" Hayley warned. Elijah sniffed and nodded. Hope's eyes were as wide as saucers. She came up and leaned against her father, who put his arm around her.
"Uncle Elijah, Mom doesn't play. She's spanked me in public like three times, right, Mom?" Hope prompted.
"Yes, I did, honey. But you since learned that when mama tells you to behave you do it, or you get a sore butt, right?" Hayley inquired sternly.
"Yes, ma'am," Hope answered respectfully. Her behind tingled thinking about the last time her mother applied her brush to Hope butt at the mall. She got spanked for arguing and talking back when they were school shopping. Hayley did not care if there were spectators in the restroom.
Klaus offered, "I promised to buy Hope that ring for her birthday. We shall meet you over at Tiffany's when you are done here, eh?"
"We'll be there in a moment," Hayley promised. "Elijah, do you understand how close you are to getting spanked right here and now? Answer me verbally."
Hayley gave Elijah a hard look to see if he understand. He nodded, "Fine."
"Elijah, if I have to march you into the bathroom here for a spanking, when we get home, I am going to spank you with your mother's old wooden spoon! It's good for more than beating eggs. Remember you told me that story how she paddled you after you fell in the river? Well, I am going to wet your behind and sting your seat just like she did!" Hayley threatened.
Elijah sniveled, "I should have never told you that story. My bottom was so sore I had to eat standing up for two days."
"Come on, babe. Let's have a nice time. We'll come back in a few days if you still really want the coat. I just want us to save as much as we can for the wedding," Hayley said tenderly as she kissed his tear-filled face.
Elijah wiped away his remaining tears with his embroidered handkerchief and took her arm. They walked to Tiffany's in a comfortable silence. When they got there, Hope was trying on rings. Elijah came up behind her.
"Sorry that you had to see that, Hope. Ah, that's a pretty ring," Elijah said. Something about the ring beckon him. He took it and put it on his ring finger. Hayley and Klaus called to Hope. Elijah saw the sales clerk coming over. He compelled her, "You do not see this little ring on my finger. It is mine."
A moment later, Klaus was beside Elijah, "What the hell are you doing? This is Tiffany's! They have camera and surveillance. Were you trying to steal that ring?"
Elijah stared at it, "I want it. It's so...pretty. It is mine."
Klaus took Elijah's hand and yanked the ring off. Klaus caught the sales girl's eyes and indicated the ring. He dragged his brother to a corner of the store and bent him over the counter for a quick spanking. Like Hayley, Klaus lifted up Elijah's suit coat and swatted his slacks firmly. Whack! Whack! Whack! Whack! Whack! Klaus held Elijah down as he struggled to pop up. Whack! Whack! Whack!
"Stop! I am sorry, Brother.*Whack* I do not know what is *Whack* wrong with me. I...Ouch!' Elijah howled.
The loud spanking brought Elijah to Hayley's attention. She moaned, "Not again!" Hayley stalked over to Klaus and demanded to know what Elijah did not.
"He tried to steal a ring!" Klaus said whacking his brother's stretched out behind again. Crack! Crack!
"Let me up! I am sorry," Elijah wailed hysterically.
"I am taking him to the ladies' room for that spanking. I've paddled Hope in the one in Sax Fifth Avenue's before. There is a couch in there I can use," Hayley explained.
Hope glumly said, "Yup, every smack echoes in there like crazy. Just hope no old ladies watch and give advice on how to spank like they did with me...Huh, Mom?"
"Yeah, hon. Listen, I am not getting through to your uncle. How about you join us in the bathroom and do a little anti-healing spell on his bottom. He needs to feel it or his behavior is clearly not going to change," Hayley suggested.
"Um, yes. I could do the one Aunt Freya showed me. It's a quick one. Let's go," Hope said.
Klaus shot out, "I'll be at PJ's Coffee. I could use an espresso."
"I'll meet you there after, Daddy. Order me an iced coffee, please," Hope asked.
"Sweetheart, I'm not sure you should be drinking coffee," Klaus mused.
Hayley had gripped Elijah's arm, "Klaus, order her the damn coffee. We have bigger issues right now. Elijah, you cooperate unless you want me to pull down your pants right in the middle of the mall."
Elijah's snivelling reached a peak and Hayley just started to drag him. He was strong, but she was angrier and had the upper hand.
A few ladies snickered when they saw the couple head for the ladies' room. Many naughty children had been marching in there for a firm scolding or swats over the years, but no one could remember a grown man before.
Elijah panicked and balked seeing the entrance to the woman's bathroom. Hayley was having none of it. She grabbed his ear lobe and yanked him through the door without mercy as she scolded him for shoplifting and being a terrible example for Hope. Hayley sat on the plush velvet couch in the lounge area of the restroom. Hope waited until the bathroom was empty and then quickly did the anti-healing spell. She called Freya on her cellphone for clarification about one of the incantations. After Hayley grabbed the phone and asked Freya to dig out Ester's big wooden spoon and put it on Elijah and Hayley's bed. Elijah sobbed, but Hayley just stood him in front of her and started to unbuckle his belt.
"Hope, hon, go have fun with your dad. Thank you. Your uncle and I won't be long," Hayley promised. "Why don't you just meet us in the car in 20 minutes?" Hayley suggested.
"Yes, mom. Be good, Uncle E.," Hope quipped cringing. She had been in this position a few months ago and knew he was in for a good one.
"Aunt Freya also said to do a quiet spell so no security guards show up." Hope did that before she left.
Hayley finished undoing Elijah's pants and briefs and pulled them down to his knees. Elijah protested and tried to stop her, but Hayley turned him to the side and swatted him hard twice. Spank! Spank!
"Do that again and you will get the hairbrush! Now, over my lap, boys who throw tantrums in public get lickings in public on their bare behinds," Hayley lectured. Elijah tried to dance away from Hayley with tears streaming down his face.
"No! I didn't mean it. Hayley, what if someone walks in?" Elijah questioned frantically.
"Then, I'll tell them how badly you need a trip over my lap. You brought this upon yourself," Hayley informed him as she grabbed him and leaned Elijah's upper body over the couch and her left thigh. His legs were on the floor.
Hayley took a breath and began spanking fast and hard. Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!Elijah shrieked and jerked out of position, but Hayley just pulled him back over her lap and continued the punishment unabated. Elijah hollered for mercy and threw his hands back to cover his burning mounds, but Hayley just clamped down on his hands and held them behind his back. Elijah's behind had never felt so hot or sore. With his healing turned off, every smack felt like it was molten lava. He screamed until he grew hoarse.
Two young woman walked in with heavy shopping bags and stopped wide eyed. Hayley smiled apologetically.
"He was misbehaving and was asking for a hard hand on his butt. Do you think it's red enough?"
Hayley wondered. Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!
The blond giggled and said, "It's only a little pink. Keep going." Her friend said, "I really got to go" and used the restroom, but the blond stayed and watched.
Elijah heard the voices and tried to get up, but Hayley had a hold of Elijah's hands and he could not move. Hayley spanked for another minute until his bottom was red and sore. She shook out her hand and talked to the blond lady.
"You won't remember this after you leave," Hayley compelled her. She also compelled the friend on their way out.
Elijah was crying too hard to talk. Hayley stood him up and pulled up his briefs and then dress pants over his sore cheeks. Elijah whined and went to rub, but Hayley grabbed his hands. She marched Elijah to the bathroom and washed his face and dried it off carefully. He looked pitiful, but Hayley knew she still had to follow up with his upcoming punishment at home.
"Come on, let's get to the car," Hayley said firm.
Elijah pouted and tried to wiggle out of her grip. Hayley just dragged him up the arm out to the SUV. Hope and Klaus were already waiting. Hayley put Elijah in the backseat next to Hope and buckled him in. He frowned and did not want to sit on his sore bottom, but Hayley showed him the brush in a silent warning. He stopped resisting and let her put him in the car.
At the Compound, Elijah looked fearful as Hayley came around to get him. He jerked back and she ended up grabbing him by his short brown hair to get him into the house.
"Let's go. Stop stalling," Hayley hissed as she marched her typically elegant fiancé into the large French Quarter mansion.
Freya was there and just opened her mouth at the scene. Klaus and Hope were behind the couple. Klaus whispered that he would explain later.
Freya called, "The spoon is on the bed!"
Hayley thanked her, "You are the best."
Elijah tried to pry Hayley's hands off his hand but she steered him to the corner of their bedroom. Elijah realized he was being punished in the corner and stomped, "I am not a child!"
Hayley snapped, "Then, stop acting like it. Now, face the corner. I am going to go get a spray bottle. This will be the last time you act up in public, young man. You said when your mother spanked you on your wet behind, it stung enough to get through to you...We will see."
"No, Hayley...I am sorry. My behind stings so much already. I cannot take more. Can't it wait until later. Let it cool off a little," Elijah cajoled.
"Every time you fuss is another minute over my knee," Hayley warned. She went to get some towels, a spray bottle, and the spoon that Freya had left on the bed. The large flat surface of the "spoon" part was actually larger than Hayley recalled. It would do nicely. Hayley got out a set of pajamas for Elijah since after his paddling, she planned to put him directly in bed.
Hayley pulled out her make up table chair and sat after putting her supplied on the table.
"Elijah, it's time for you to get punished. Hurry and take off everything except your underpants and socks," Hayley demanded. She put one towel over her lap in preparation.
Elijah was afraid to defy her further. He stripped and stood in front of her in his white briefs. Hayley had him come closer and checked his buttocks for any swollen areas or bruising.
"It looks like you can take another whacking. Get over my lap. Hands on the floor and feet on the floor," Hayley instructed.
"Hayley, come on, you made your point! Don't do this. I will never steal or misbehave in public again if you stop now," Elijah pleaded. Pop! Hayley smacked his cotton clad behind hard.
"Damn right you won't. You just earned another minute of spanking. Keep going," Hayley challenged.
Elijah cried, "I am sorry." Tears began to drip down onto the floor and onto his splayed hands.
He felt a wet sensation. Elijah tried to turn and look, but Hayley spanked him again. Whack!
Hayley damped the seat of Elijah's briefs with the water bottle. "Let's see how this feels on wet pants. I cannot believe the man I love and respect was acting like a spoiled little brat tonight." Splat! Splat! Hayley brought the flat of her palm down on Elijah's wet briefs and heard him suck in air at the sharp sting. Some water sprayed out but Hayley continued.
"Bingo! I think with the slow healing and wet pants, you are going to learn a good lesson," Hayley looked at the clock. She began spanking the lower and fuller part of Elijah's behind for the next minute. She was swatting slower and more moderately than she had at the mall, but Elijah was wiggling and grunting in pain in no time. Elijah sniffed and tried to shift his hips, but there was no where he could move to with Hayley's left arm locked over his back.
Hayley sprayed another layer of water over his cotton briefs and picked up the spoon. It was hefty.
"I am going to paddle you with the spoon now. I want you to think about how you are going to avoid more spankings in the future. Your attitude lately has been lacking. I love you and I can't wait to marry you, but I will not hesitate to help you behave, if you need it," Hayley promised.
She lined the spoon up and then lifted it. Crack! Crack!
Over the wet pants, it sting and burned. Hayley swatted down ten times on each cheek. She used her wrist and let the weight of the spoon work for itself. Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap!
"You must have been very well-behaved back in the day," Hayley mused. Elijah sobbed.
"Almost done. Lift so I can take down these wet pants. I want to make sure your bottom isn't worn out yet," Hayley said gently. Elijah weakly raised up and Hayley slipped down the underpants. Elijah's lower cheeks were a solid red. She sprayed the area with water again and decided to finish with a litany of spanks. tap. Tap. tap. Tap. tap. Tap. The smacks on his wet rear were louder and sharper.
Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!
She tapped the spoon lightly and began to swat as lightly as she could on Elijah's untouched thighs and sit spots until they were a slight pink.
Spank! Spank! Spank! Spank!
When Elijah lay silent, spent, and exhausted, Hayley put down the spoon. She took a dry towel and patted his dull red rump with it.
"Come on, let's get your pjs on," Hayley said softly. She helped him up and removed his wet underwear and slipped his cotton sleep pants on. Then, she helped him put on his shirt and buttoned it.
Hayley grabbed his hand and walked him to the bed. She opened the covered and let him slip in on his stomach. She leaned over and kissed him.
"Babe, I am sorry I was so hard on you. But I never want to see you acting up like that again. It's just not you. Are you upset with me?" Hayley asked hoarsely. She could tell Elijah was distant. He would not look her in the eye.
"I'm just embarrassed. Can I have some time alone?" Elijah asked softly.
Hayley sighed, "Of course. You know I love you, that's why I did this."
"Yes, I love you, too. I'm just very sore," Elijah sniffed.
"Get some sleep," Hayley said kissing him again.
"I will," Elijah said heavily.
Hayley cleaned up and returned the chair. She grabbed the spoon and went to return it to Freya.
Elijah drifted off and felt a presence beside him. He turned.
"Hope? Honey, what are you doing?" Elijah yawned.
"I wanted to make sure you were okay. The last time Mom spanked me at the mall, I got paddled when we got home...a lot harder," Hope admitted. "She warned me, but I thought the paddle was just a threat until it wasn't."
"I am not surprised. Your mother is not one to make empty threats. But thank you. I am okay," Elijah said quietly.
"Are you really? After I got it, I was kind of mad and then my butt ached, then felt hot, and then itched. I felt like I was too old to keep getting spankings when no other kids my age still do. But I guess no one else has parents that are hybrids," Hope smiled.
"That is true. I was share that the um, seat of my pants is pretty darn sore," Elijah chuckled.
"Uncle Elijah, if I told you something, um, would you tell my parents?" Hope asked skittishly.
"It depended if it puts you in danger," Elijah said turning to the side.
"Remember when you said you wished you could feel like a kid again? Um, I tried to do a spell to make that happen for you, but I think I messed it up. I am sorry," Hope revealed in a rush.
"What? You mean, that's why I had those fits? A spell gone wrong? Oh, Hope," Elijah said ruefully.
"If you tell, I will get spanked too. Aunt Freya warned me if I messed with her grimoire spells that she would bust my behind with the spoon every night for a week," Hope whined.
Elijah put his hand on her face, 'It's over and done with. Let's just keep this between use then. That spoon is like stripes of fire. I wouldn't want that for you. I can see how upset you are."
"Thank you," Hope whispered. Elijah scooted over and he put an arm around her and then cuddled together.
For dinner than night, Hayley put a cushion on Elijah's chair. He sat carefully and winked at Hope. He was his normal well-behaved self and apologized sincerely to everyone for his behavior. Although his behind was sore for an entire week, he did not mention Hope's spell or that coat ever again. Everyone else chalked up his bizarre behavior on pre-wedding jitters. Only Elijah and Hope knew the truth.