Requested by: Mary

-Parental Spanking-

*****Sorry if I skipped a few requests, I'll get to them soon. I couldn't think of any ideas*****

Rowena knew Crowley hated her for leaving her as young as he was, hundreds of years ago. He wished she could have changed that moment she had left, and possibly took him with her.

She did hate him when he was young, but he was still hers to care for, and she could only do it for so long.

When they both met as Rowena was imprisoned, she felt guilty, yet proud that her son had lived on, even if he was all alone.

When she was staring into her sons eyes, him yelling at her for leaving her, she wanted to show how much she loved him. She didn't know how to, with the cuffs on and all.

Now, they were finally alone, and she didn't have the cuffs on. The guards weren't there, and Crowley was silent. It was finally her chance.

When Fergus/Crowley had made a mistake when

he was younger, she would show how much she cared and loved him by spanking him. It had only been done a few times, and it seemed like Crowley needed just that.

She didn't even think that it would be weird cause he is the King Of Hell and such. Or that he was clearly much older than he used to be.

Rowena tried not to think about that as she spoke up, "Fergus you know I do love you, right?"

"Crowley," Crowley said with his stuck-up attitude. Rowena inwardly cringed but still used her gentle voice.

"Remember what happened when you had that same attitude with me when you we're younger?" She took a step forward and watched Crowley twitch in his chair.

Crowley gave her a sharp glare, "Yes, but it will never happen again. I'm the King Of Hell, and older now, remember that?"

"Oh honey you're never too old for anything. After all, I don't think the King of Hell can die." Rowena smiled.

She began walking faster and faster, until she had his wrist in her hand. She made him stand up as she sat in the chair, forcing him over her lap.

"This must be the only way I can help you understand that I love, and care for you." Rowena said, then Crowley burst out yelling.

"I can kill you right now, let me go!" Crowley spat out profanities at his own mother. She felt hurt but continued.

She smacked his rear, and giggled. It wasn't at all similar to when he was younger.

Rowena felt a tinge of love as she continued smacking the seat of his pants. She knew he could kill her easily, but he wasn't doing so. He still cared for her as much as she cared for him.

Crowley cringed at the old feeling, and the fact he felt kind of self conscious of being so large against her mother's lap.

"Okay, okay, I get that you love me, let me go now!" Crowley cried out, his face was red from embarrassment.

"Oh honey, I'm not sure I believe you." Rowena kept on smacking, but with a little more force.

After a few more minutes, Crowley finally broke, "Mom, please just stop!"

Rowena finally paused and patted his sons abused bum. She knew he loved her, she just wanted to make sure he knew she loved him.

"Don't worry Fergus, I still love you. Stand up." Crowley stood and wiped a few tears away, and looked the other direction. He couldn't look his mother in the eyes, it was too embarrassing.

The King Of Hell had just been walloped by his own mother. How embarrassing.