AN: I'm not sure what happened here. Kurt sort of took over. You all will see. Enjoy.

Chapter 83

Opening the door, Blaine saw Kurt was still kneeling on the bed. He looked up as Blaine walked in and Blaine saw his eyes were rimmed with tears. Steeling himself, he walked over and gently wrapped the ice around Kurt's arm and tied it in place using a couple ties. Kurt gave him a quiet thanks and waited for Blaine to say something.

Blaine went over to his desk and grabbed his chair, swinging it to be facing the bed. Sitting down, he gestured for Kurt to come over. He watched as Kurt shakily got off the bed and walked over, grabbing his arm gently and pulling him over his lap.

"What am I spanking you for?" Blaine asked, trying to mask how upset he was. He lightly rubbed Kurt's butt, feeling the cheeks clenching under his hand.

Kurt replied, a little shocked at how quickly this was happening. "I disobeyed you and went outside."

Blaine nodded even though Kurt couldn't see it and gave him a light pat on his butt, causing Kurt to jump. "That's part of it, yeah. Why did you go outside?"

Kurt shrugged as best he could in the position he was in. "I don't know. Blaine, can't we talk about this face-to-face?" He asked nervously, tensing his butt as he felt Blaine's hand move.

Blaine sighed. "No. See, you seem to be having issues with telling me mistruths to my face. That's what this spanking is really for. I didn't want you to go outside last night because it was snowing and you promised both your dad and me that you wouldn't. And the second you get the chance, you go against your word and go outside, getting hurt in the process." As he spoke, Blaine left his hand still on Kurt's butt.

Kurt interrupted. "You couldn't have known I'd get hurt. It wasn't snowing that badly and you shouldn't get to dictate what I do." He said angrily.

"You're right. It wasn't snowing as badly as the weather reports had said it would be. It was supposed to be really bad last night and it wasn't. But you still broke your promise. You knew you were doing something wrong which is why you tried to hide it. Why else would you pretend to just be seeing Tina outside the window instead of rushing in to get her help?" Blaine questioned, pulling Kurt tighter against him as he squirmed a bit.

Kurt turned red as he was reminded of how he had left Tina outside and lied to get out of trouble. "Fine. I knew you didn't want me outside but you weren't being fair. I should be able to go out if I want." He huffed.

Blaine responded. "Had you made some attempt to ask if you could go out last night, I would have been fine with it. Like I said, the weather report wasn't accurate and you would have been fine. My problem is you sneaking around, lying to me."

Kurt took in a deep breath and let it out slowly, trying to contain his anger, knowing that yelling at Blaine would cause him more problems. When he felt calmer, he spoke. "Okay. I agree I should have asked you if I could go out. I made a mistake. But do you have to spank me? Can't I just stand in the corner?" He whined.

Blaine looked down at Kurt regretfully, trying to strengthen his resolve. "No. You did something that you thought I would consider dangerous, that you had promised me and your dad you wouldn't do, that you lied to me about. Quite frankly Kurt, you're lucky I'm not going to use the brush."

Kurt glared at the carpet, not having anything to say to counter those accusations. Blaine let out a small sigh, feeling his heart fill with pain at what he was about to do. Lifting his hand, Blaine hardened his hand and brought it down in a smack on Kurt's cheek. Aiming for the same spot, Blaine landed two more quick swats before crossing to the other side of Kurt's cheeks and pinkening them.

He listened to the harsh breaths Kurt was letting out with each smack, biting his lip when he heard Kurt let out a small whimper when his hand moved down to color his sit spot. Wanting to make the spanking go by quickly for both of them, he tightened his arm around Kurt and held him close as he let loose with a flurry of quick, stingy swats on the lower half of Kurt's cheeks.

Kurt's legs kicked at the painful sensation, his sit spot quickly reddening at the treatment. Blaine continued swatting, his hand now hitting a lot lighter as the bright red color of his boyfriend's cheeks made it harder to spank him. Still, he continued, listening for a sign that he was getting through to Kurt. Other than the original whimper at his first hit, Kurt hadn't made a single noise.

Blaine continued spanking Kurt, barely patting him now but able to tell that it would feel like more to Kurt considering the dark shade of his butt. Finally, Blaine had to stop, not able to bring himself to do more even though Kurt still didn't seem repentant.

He rested his warm hand on Kurt's boiling cheeks, lightly rubbing them. "All done babe."

Kurt stiffened at the words and stood up, facing away from Blaine. "Can you go please?" He said, his voice filled with tears.

Blaine's heart broke when Kurt moved away from him and he watched as Kurt's shoulders shuddered as he surpressed his tears. "Kurt, I-" He began.

"Go Blaine." Kurt said angrily, wiping at the tears that had been falling down his cheeks for the past few minutes. Blaine stood up and gave Kurt's back a sad look before he left the room. When

the door shut, Kurt wrapped his arms around himself and let out a sob, biting his fist to contain the noise. He moved over to the bed and curled in a ball there, shaking with sobs as he thought about how he was treating Blaine and how much he didn't want to be alone but how he couldn't bring himself to call Blaine back.

Blaine headed downstairs and went into the kitchen on autopilot, pulling out hot chocolate mix

and starting milk on the stove. He poured two cups of hot chocolate and brought them into the living room, sitting on the couch and bringing his knees to his chin, wondering if he had done something wrong.

AN: So yeah. This happened and I had no idea why and then I started writing the next chapter and Kurt started talking and it made sense. My characters are starting to creep me out with how much they take over my story. Yeah. Review please.