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Chapter 6: She's going to cane me

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Summary: Lucifer nearly botches up an operation lead by the Gang and Narcotics Devision by going in early despite being told to wait. Chloe is not pleased that he risked his life and that of the agents.

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"Please Dan. You have to help me," Lucifer begged but the detective was having none of it.

"I really don't," Dan said crossing his arms angrily. "You botched this one up all by yourself and Chloe is right to punish you for it. Don't drag me into this. I can't help you."

"Can't you just say, that you told me to do it? Please, just this once. She's going to cane me when she finds out. Please." Lucifer wasn't above begging by this point. He knew there was a slim chance that he would get caught going against the detective's orders, but he had certainly not anticipated this outcome. Why was Dan being so difficult today? The worst that could happen to him was being yelled at, while his own precious bum was in the line of being reddened and blistered profoundly, again.

"You want me to take the fall for you?" Lucifer glared at him. "Sorry, bad wording. But you think I wouldn't face any consequences? The narcotics division explicitly asked us to wait for 24 hours to get their men out and yes, I know the time was nearly up, but if one single agent is in any way compromised because of you I will spank you myself."

Lucifer took a step back surprised. Daniel had never actually spanked him except for a warning smack here and there.

"Please don't tell her." Lucifer begged again but the angry steps hitting the pavement behind him told him about the uselessness of that plea. She already knew and she was coming for him.

The detective stopped next to him but he didn't even dare looking at her direction.

"We got the last one out just as Lucifer stormed the factory from the other side," she informed Dan fuming. "Could you please take him home before the Lieutenant of GND finds out and we have another murder scene on our hands?"

She waited just long enough for Dan to nod before storming back without further acknowledging Lucifer's presence. He wanted to call after her to apologise but he just felt numb. The detective was too angry to even look at him. What if he finally crossed the line where she gave up on him?

"Well, come on, bud." Dan's grip on his arm shook him out of his musings and he followed his second favourite detective to his squad car.

"Seat belt."

Lucifer hated the seat belt and he hated that Dan always made him buckle up. And he hated seeing Chloe so angry and having to wait for punishment he disliked just as much.

The ride home was tense. Lucifer was brooding over the upcoming punishment and Dan was letting him stew in silence.

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"Can we get ice cream?" Lucifer asked out of the blue when they neared the parlour on their way home. Both Dan and Chloe had taken him there occasionally and he loved it there. But today he might not get so lucky.

"I don't see any ice cream in your near future, pal," Dan declined and he was right, Lucifer thought. Being naughty didn't get you any treats.

"Can I have one last scoop before I never get to have any again, please?"

Dan rolled his eyes at the overly dramatic but stopped anyway. Lucifer was unbuckled joyfully surprised before the car had stopped fully but Dan grabbed his shoulder before he could leave the car and pulled him back sharply.

"No. You stay in the car. I get the ice cream. Pick a flavour," Dan said walking around to Lucifer's window.

"What do you want?"

"Violet Marshmallow. - Please. Thank you," he added when Dan lifted his eyebrow expectantly.

"You stay in the car," Dan yelled back over his shoulder as he walked into the ice cream parlour. Lucifer sighed but stayed put and waited for his cup.

After having to wait in line Dan had half expected to find Lucifer outside of the car smoking when he returned and was prepared to dump his ice cream in the trash without any hesitation, but his little miscreant had actually listened for once and had stayed in the car. He handed the single cup over and put a family sized package on the back seat.

"Seat belt!"

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They arrived home shortly after. Lucifer had finished his tiny cup half way there and was fiddling with the spoon as Dan pulled into the drive way.

"Do you want a late lunch now or an early supper after your nap?" Dan asked as he opened the door.

"I don't need a nap and I'm not hungry. I just had ice cream," Lucifer said in a huff.

"That's not a meal and you only had a slice of toast for breakfast because you nearly slept in after partying all night."

"Still not hungry," Lucifer grumbled along with his stomach and plopped on the couch flipping through the channels.

Dan sighed as Mr-I-speak-every-language settled for one of these inane, hours long Bollywood flicks and Indian singing blared through the sitting room. He prepared a turkey sandwich along with some sliced apple and placed it along with a cup of grape juice on the table in front of Lucifer.

When he returned half an hour later freshly showered and ready to tackle the evening he found Lucifer fast asleep on the couch, Bollywood still droning on in the background and plate and cup empty.

He threw a blanked over Lucifer's long legs and searched for the remote, tuning down the volume and switching to a documentary. Chloe would take at least another two hours to get home. Time enough to relax before he would have to get started on dinner.

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"What are you cooking?" Lucifer asked warily from the couch as he woke up and saw Dan in the kitchen.

"Quesadilla." Dan continued to cut the tomatoes as Lucifer came over.

"What? No."

"Hey!" Dan protested as Lucifer took the knife from his hands forcefully and looked over his work so far in distaste.

"Chloe doesn't even like Quesadilla that much. You should have made spaghetti with shrimps or maybe Cordon bleu not this... this dinner sandwich. Let me order..." Lucifer grabbed his phone but Dan stopped him sharply. "Lucifer, no. We're not going to waste all this food."

He took his phone away and put it on the table.

"You can either help or..."

"I'm not helping with this disaster." Lucifer grumbled.

"...or you can go stand in the corner and calm you temper." Dan continued pointing at said corner.

Lucifer dropped the knife back on the counter resigned and marched over in a huff.

"You're ruining everything." He clasped his hands behind his back and let the head knock against the wall with more force than a human could have taken. Dan just shook his head and finished his preparations. A small sniffle had him look up again after a short while and he quickly cleaned his hands and walked over. He put a hand on Lucifer's shoulder turning him around. Sad eyes were looking back at him.

"Hey come on. A little dinner won't change Chloe's mood."

"But she... she's really angry with me. She's going to cane me surely and what... what if she's mad at me forever because... because I just can't learn," he sniffed and Dan pulled him into a hug rubbing his back.

"Shh. Chloe's not going to cane you. Come on. You get a spanking and then she'll forgive you, right? Cause we love you and we don't even have a cane."

Lucifer made a non-committed sound releasing the hug. "You love me, too?"

Dan smacked his butt playfully. "Of course you dolt."

"That stung." Lucifer said rubbing his bum.

"Then you better set the table. Chloe's close already." He went back to the kitchen to put the first prepared Quesadilla into the pan.

When Chloe returned home her mood was apparently somewhat better than right after the nearly botched operation. She gave Dan a proper kiss and pulled Lucifer down for a peck on the cheek noticing his slightly teary eyes.

"I'm sorry," he said, putting his head on her shoulder and letting her pet his neckline in comfort.

"I know," she said, "We'll talk about this after dinner, all right?"

Lucifer knew that kind of talk. There wouldn't be much of a talk at all. A scolding up front from her to show him what he did wrong and quite a bit of crying and pleading from him when she made her displeasure known in a hand to bum kind of way.

Dinner was therefore a somewhat sombre affair. Lucifer sat quietly, longing for and dreading the end of it equally, while Chloe was filling Dan in to what had happened after he left.

After the little kiss on the cheek despite her anger Lucifer had accepted it as true that Chloe probably wouldn't cane him, but by Dad, he really hoped she wouldn't pick Maze's tawse as her implement of choice. There was a whole area in hell where mostly British school bullies were punished that way.

"Lucifer?" Dan said, suddenly standing next to him and pulling him back to reality as he took his empty plate.

"Huh?"

"Go get ready for bed, bud."

"But it's seven o'clock," he protested looking from one to the other. Two equally stern faces looked back at him and he sighed resigned standing up. Getting ready for bed did not mean that he was to go to bed, yet. He still had the punishment coming. One for which he had been hoping to keep the protection of his trousers instead of the thin pyjama bottoms as cover, but on the other hand he probably wouldn't be allowed any cover at all anyway, so he might as well be dressed comfortable.

He picked up his pyjamas from his room before taking a quick shower and brushing his teeth. Chloe usually wasn't very pleased when he dawdled to delay a spanking. Today was not the day to test the theory if the promise of extra swats was just an empty threat.

Dan and Chloe were sitting on the couch when he came back into the living room. They were sharing a glass of wine and making him wish for more whisky. He had emptied his pocket flask as Dan was getting him ice cream. Lucifer came to stand in front of them already looking contrite.

Chloe stood up, crossing her arms.

"Lucifer, you have been very disobedient today," she started and he flinched. Disobedient was worse than naughty. But they had in fact told him more than once about the deadline today and he had still ignored them.

"You went into the factory alone, with no back-up and without clearance that the last agent was extracted safely. We had told you to wait and as soon as we let you out of sight you did whatever you wanted, possibly risking your own and that agent's life or at least his cover. Do you have anything to say for yourself?" she scolded and he let his eyes sink to the floor, shuffling his feet. He shook his head 'no'. Telling them about a deal he had made with one of the gang members would certainly not work in his favour here.

"Right," she sighed, "go stand in the corner. Eighteen minutes."

The time that was left to the end of the deadline he guessed correctly as he walked over. He really should have waited that bit earlier. But please, please, please, don't let it be the number of the evening. Eighteen with the tawse would just hurt so much and he had already learned his lesson, really, he had. And he was sorry. And why did he keep messing things up all the time? His impulse control was worth shit.

The alarm Chloe had set on her phone went off some time later and she stood up. Dan squeezed her hand supportingly. It was solely her job to discipline their devil for any transgressions. She was the miracle. And he secretly loved it when she got all strict and stern. More than once he had received a smack to the bum as well when she was still in discipline mode, but he knew that it broke her heart a little bit every time she made Lucifer cry and she cuddled him extensively after each punishment. She needed the comfort just as much.

"Come Lucifer," she called him out of the corner and lead him upstairs to her bedroom. He followed subdued, coming to stand in front of the bed and waited for further instructions. He was already feeling sorry for himself. Chloe took her hair brush from the dresser and put it down next to her as she set down at the end of the bed.

"All right. Pants down and lean over."

He fumbled a second with the strings on his pants but managed on his own thankfully. For some reason he found it most humiliating when Chloe pulled down his trousers now to bend him over her lap. He let his upper body rest on the bed as she pulled him close with her left arm.

"Please," he tried, "you don't have to do it. I'm really sorry, please."

"What you did today was dangerous to yourself and to others." She let her hand land hard on his exposed bottom and he jumped surprised. The first slap was always a shock to his nervous system, but she usually didn't start that forceful. She gave him a second between the first few slaps before she fell into a faster rhythm.

"You do NOT disobey direct orders!" Chloe scolded as she alternated between his butt cheeks from left to right evenly spreading the slaps over the whole area.

"You risked YOUR life and that of the agents," she lectured along with the smacks and it wasn't long until he started to wriggle. But she only pulled him up tighter and delivered a volley of smacks all on top of each other right at the crease where bum met thigh. He was up on his tip-toes with nowhere to go.

"Ow, please, please... I'm sorry, please," he sobbed grabbing the bedsheets tight into his fists.

She gave the same treatment to the other side and he buried his head in the sheets to stifle his howl.

"When we tell you not to go in, there is a reason for it," she scolded again. The slaps were falling higher again but they seemed to be even harder. Or maybe his pummelled backside was just getting tender.

It already felt like a really long time for him. Maybe her hand would start to hurt soon and she would stop.

Not that it ever happened before, but he could hope. It didn't happen and the smacks kept coming. Tears were falling freely by now and his pleas were a constant litany, interrupted only by "I'm sorry, no more," and "I'll be good. I won't do it again"

He hiccuped and sobbed relieved when she suddenly stopped. Chloe gave him a moment to compose himself, pulling him closer. She rubbed his back once to get his attention.

"You will get ten with the hair brush, so take a deep breath now," she said grabbing the brush tightly.

"Oh no, no, no. Please, no," he begged pulling the bed sheet closer to cover his face more fully. She tapped his butt lightly with the brush.

"We're nearly done, Lucifer." She waited until he had taken a shaky breath to deliver the first smack. He jumped and howled and was just a picture of misery until he could bring himself to settle back down to receive the next smack. Chloe gave him the time, making sure he felt every single one of the last ten slaps. He had ceased his pleading but was sobbing constantly now, wailing every time the brush hit his reddened posterior. But that's what endangering your life got you.

Finally the last smack fell and Chloe dropped the brush beside her.

Lucifer was still holding on to his bed sheets his back rigid under her arm.

"Shh, it's all right. All done now," she said calmly, gently patting his lower back before rubbing back and forth. "Punishment is over."

He was still sobbing inconsolable until she started stroking his hair. "Oh dear. You took that so well." He hiccuped and lifted his head from the mound of crushed sheets beneath him. Chloe gave him a soft smile and he slid back down to his knees between her legs, pulling her into a close embrace and burying his face in her belly. Chloe pulled him just as close as she kept stroking his hair lovingly.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," he mumbled and she lifted his head, wiping a tear away with her thumb.

"Shh, it's all forgiven. I was so scared for you." He looked down, letting his head rest against her again. His breathing became just a bit calmer under her soft petting.

"All right, come on up. Time for a real cuddle." She helped him to stand and he tied his pyjama bottoms back up loosely as she pulled the sheets aside to let him climb into her bed. He laid down on his stomach and she removed her shoes to climb in right next to him. Throwing the sheets back over his legs, she laid down on a propped up pillow and let him snuggle close. He put his head back on her stomach right away and embraced her middle like a big teddy bear. Chloe went back to stroking his hair and neck, letting him calm further down.

He was still sniffing and quietly crying into her shirt.

"I'm sorry for scaring you," he whispered.

"It's all right, shh, I know. All good now." She grabbed a tissue from the bedside table when the sniffing didn't stop and held it to his nose. "Blow."

He looked at her for a second, decided that arguing was not worth it and blew. Breathing after that was much easier and he snuggled back down content. Chloe chuckled softly. Her devil was just a big baby sometimes. When he looked up at her enquiring she smiled at him and caressed his cheek, making him close his eyes again. She started humming softly. Chloe was no singer like him but he had told her, that he always enjoyed listening to her. Snuggling in further he was calm and nearly asleep four short songs later.

Chloe kept petting his hair watching him fall asleep after some time. She looked up as Dan popped his head through the door and grinned at the duo.

"He pinned you down again? Need rescue?" Dan whispered, grinning at his wife. She patted the covers next to her and he climbed onto the bed, careful not to jostle it too much and gave her a kiss.

"He's going to wake up without one of us holding him close but I need to pee in the next ten minutes the way he's lying on me," she whispered.

"So we're not going to get downstairs again, are we?" he asked and she looked down lovingly on to the sleeping devil in her lap. Dan didn't need more confirmation.

"I'll turn off the lights and the TV real quick and then we switch pillow duty to get you to the bathroom. Can you hold that long?"

Chloe nodded and he gave her a peck on the cheek before rushing down. A quick check that the door was locked securely and he was up again.

"You can change into pyjamas first. That way we don't have to move him twice," Chloe whispered. Dan quickly changed and got under the covers. He crawled right next to them laying on his side and lifted Lucifer's arm over his shoulder. He looked at Chloe and she nodded 'ready'. One well practised, synchronised rotation and Lucifer was lying mostly on Dan and still on his stomach. He grunted still asleep and latched back on to the new warm body. They waited a moment for him to settle again before Chloe moved out from under his other arm and rushed to the bathroom.

She came out to watch her two men as she brushed her teeth and Dan grinned at her as he absent-mindedly rubbed Lucifer's back.

Finishing up in the bathroom she climbed back into bed and Lucifer's hand found her instantly pulling on her nightgown until she was close as well.

She gave him a kiss on the forehead and Dan a kiss on the lips and snuggled down to sleep.

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Lucifer was woken up some hours later quite sudden as Dan turned around and kicked his knee in his sleep. Taking a moment to orient himself he realised, that he was playing little spoon to Chloe, who had draped one arm over his middle, while Dan took the other half of the bed in his spread-eagled starfish position.

Trying to get some sort of time frame he stretched to get a glimpse of Daniel's alarm clock. Chloe shushed and rocked him twice before falling back into deeper sleep. It was nearly midnight, hours before the detectives had to get up and he longed for a drink.

He moved a bit, pulling his pillow from under his head and exchanged himself for it from Chloe's grasp. He froze for a moment but neither detective woke up, so he shimmied out through the middle. If he couldn't have whisky he wanted at least some more of that grape juice.

His first destination was the bathroom where he went straight to his stock of arnica cream. He applied it carefully and then waited the self allotted five minutes with his naked bum out to let it be absorbed before he retied his pyjama bottoms. After his extended nap his punished bum was about halfway back to pristine condition, another couple of hours here and only the memory would remain.

Careful not to make a noise he snuck into the kitchen and got the juice from the fridge. After his second glass he felt more alert. The night was still young, no time to skimp on a party at Lux. Grinning excited he went back up into his room to get a suit and was ready to leave less than fifteen minutes later.

A quick note about his whereabouts on the fridge and he was off.

Or so he thought if not for the deep voice coming from the stairs telling him to, "Freeze."

He turned around slowly finding Dan at the bottom of the stairs with his arms crossed and a tired frown on his face.

"I'm going out to Lux. I'll be back in the morning," Lucifer whispered just loud enough for Dan to hear but not to wake Chloe.

"Hell no, you won't. There can't be a party every night," Dan told him off and Lucifer's shoulders slummed. His magnanimity seemed to have run out with the ice cream earlier. It was probably not that great an idea to push Dan any further toward the end of his tether. He hesitated. Going to Lux was still tempting.

"Don't even think about it. March off to bed."

Definitely better not to push it tonight. Lucifer obeyed resigned, moving around Dan awkwardly as to not give him any opportunity for a warning smack. He hurried up the stairs as quietly as he could.

Dan shook his head amused. He had no intention to smack that already punished bottom. He switched off the light and followed Lucifer back upstairs.

Chloe opened one eye with a questioning "Hmm?" as Dan climbed back into bed.

"He's back in his bed," Dan whispered and Chloe turned around pulling the blanket tighter.

"He better," she grumbled slightly amused and closed her eyes again. Dan pulled her into his arms and she relaxed on his shoulder.

Lucifer bemoaned slightly having left Chloe's embrace as he climbed into his own cold bed and tried to get comfortable laying on his stomach. Tonight he had to sleep alone, but tomorrow he was going to be the best devil ever and be allowed to go to Lux and have awesome sex with whomever he would choose. He fell asleep with that thought in mind and a grin on his face.

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Notes: Thanks to everyone who has come this far. Please leave a review. Thank you.

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