I just wanted to spank Kol okay. And yes I'm fiddling with the world building to make things easier for spankers and more painful on spankees.

Kol was in luck - Finn was sitting by the lake and didn't appear busy. He'd figured out a new vampire trick. It was close enough to magic, that it gave him a rush. And it was the only part of their existence that Finn didn't hate.

"Brother!" Kol said, excited. Finn looked up from where he'd been sitting, legs crossed. His eldest brother loved to meditate these days. Kol hated it, it was too boring. They had few things in common, but they both loved magic. "Look!"

Finn looked curious. "What is it, Kol?"

Kol closed his eyes and focused. A few seconds later, he was able to conjure up smoke from his hands. "Elijah will be pleased, we can use this to help us escape." In theory, anyway. Kol still needed to learn how to control it.

As he was trying to get the smoke to bend to his will, Finn grabbed his chin. Kol was startled, he hadn't noticed that his brother had stood up. He quickly grew nervous at what he saw in Finn's eyes. "Kol. How did you learn this?"

"How I always figure out magic," Kol said, "trial and error."

"What inspired and empowered you?" Kol swallowed. "Did you gorge on blood?"

"I need the extra blood to - ouch!" As Kol attempted to explain to Finn, once again, how vampirism worked, Finn grabbed his elbow and turned him to the side in order to discipline with his hand on Kol's butt.. "I was careful this time, I promise!"

Finn paused. "Did you kill them?" Kol's silence was proof of his guilt. Finn laid a few heavy swats on the top of Kol's thighs. "How are you ever going to learn to feed without murdering if you keep indulging in the evil of our curse?"

Kol was dancing around, trying to avoid Finn's wrath. He was able to dodge most of his searing smacks, but Finn was angry. That made him stronger than Kol, who could not wiggle away from his grasp no matter how much he tried. But no supernatural power in the world could make Finn any good at spanking. He never bothered to take his younger siblings in hand before they transitioned. Finn was a novice spanker and Kol ruthlessly exploited that. Kol, under Elijah's hawkish eyes, was anything but a novice at getting spanked. Over the years, he'd picked up on many tricks as he tried to avoid a smacked bottom and he had no issue using his greater experience to avoid learning his lesson.

"Hold still," Finn demanded. He started to put more power behind his blows. The few times they landed where he aimed made Kol gasp. "Humans are not your playthings, Kol." Finn fingers left welts on the crease of Kol's left buttock. No one could see the blood red lines marking Kol's pale bottom, but Kol knew what a rising welt born from a thrashing felt like.

"That hurt," Kol complained.

"It's supposed to." Finn got him again, lacing Kol's thighs with the burn of his anger. "You need to learn not to slaughter innocent people for your own gain." When tears began to spring up in Kol's eyes, Finn stilled his hand. "Stay here."

Kol reached behind to rub. It stung, but he expected a much more thorough spanking for selfish homicide. For reasons beyond Kol's comprehension, Finn still valued human life. His stomach dropped as Finn snapped a branch off a nearby hickory tree.

He took a step back as Finn strode over to him. His big brother was stripping the branch into a switch as the distance between them closed. Kol knew better than to rush away, but he took steps backward. His hands were still firmly glued to his behind, but it was more to protect it from the switch than to rub away the pain.

"Come here," Finn snapped, "you know this punishment is more than just."

"No," Kol said firmly. Okay, he whined like a teenager. "I won't do it again, I promise."

Finn actually laughed. "Of course you will."

His proclamation hurt more than all the thrashing in the world. The tears in Kol's eyes had nothing to do with the settling sting of his spanked rear end. "If you think that, why bother?"

"Elijah believes you can be saved," Finn said, rolling his eyes. Kol stared at the ground. "I'm not so sure." He rushed over and grabbed his arm again. "Perhaps I can at least cleanse your sins."

Kol hated feeling guilty. It sapped his strength. He wasn't strong enough to escape Finn's hold, but he still put up a fight. He didn't let his brother lower his trousers and dodged the swats Finn tried to dole out in revenge.

Finn, as always, gave up. "If you refuse to submit to me," he pinched Kol's ear an dragged him down the lakeside, to their cabin, "Elijah can handle you."

Elijah had been spanking children since before Kol was born. He never missed when he aimed to smack Kol's bottom. Normally, Kol would apologize for defying Finn and accept his poor attempt at correction. He'd even promise to stay still for Finn and he'd keep that promise. Anything to escape Elijah's wrath.

But Finn's loathing seeped into Kol's heart like the most venomous of poisons. There was nothing he wanted less than to be guided by Finn's hand in moments like this.

Still, the walk home was way too quick. Finn opened the door and shoved Kol inside. Rebekah and Eljiah were sitting at the table while Niklaus was chopping something at the counter. The three of them had clearly been enjoying each other's company. Kol's arrival and Finn's switch soured the cheer in the room.

Finn was still pinching Kol's ears as he dragged Kol over to Elijah. He dropped the switch on the table. "He spilled innocent blood again. He refuses to submit to me despite his previous agreement to the terms of our household."

"I suppose you don't have the patience to enforce our rules," Elijah said.

To his credit, Finn flinched. But he didn't actually bother to adjust his attitude like he so frequently demanded of his younger siblings. "Perhaps that's true. But that doesn't change the fact he needs the bite of this switch and you're better equipped than I to met that need."

The entire cabin was silent for a moment. Kol stared at his feet. Rebekah and Niklaus were probably mad at him for ruining their good day. "Very well," Elijah said, after a moment. A chair's leg scratched against the floor. "Come stand before me, Kol."

Kol often disobeyed. But not that tone and not that command.

Elijah set his hand on Kol's hip. He picked up the switch and frowned deeply. He turned to Finn. "This is wider than your thumb."

Finn didn't look the least bit sorry about breaking the terms of their household. "He deserves it for the lives he stole for selfish gain."

Kol shot a glare at him. "This isn't just for me. The things I'm learning will help us all." He nodded at Niklaus. "The smoke I'm developing will help protect us from Father."

"Do not lie on top of your other sins," Finn said, "or I shall cut a second switch."

Before Kol could defend himself, Elijah did. "Finn, leave us."

"Elijah - "

Elijah held up his hand. Finn's protests died in his mouth. "Kol is our baby brother. If you ever doubt his devotion to us again, I will thrash you where you stand. And I won't need a switch to make you burn, brother." Finn's eyes widened. "Are we clear?"

"Yes," Finn said. After a moment under Elijah's glare, he added, "sir."

Kol didn't bother to hide his smirk, even though Elijah responded to his cheek with a hard smack on the curve of his ass. Four years older or not, Finn, like all their siblings, bended to Elijah.

After the door slammed shut, Elijah said, "We'll need a moment alone. Niklaus, I'll handle dinner. Please don't draw attention to yourselves, you two."

"Go easy on him, Elijah," Nik said as walked over to the door, "you know how hard it is for us to control the blood lust."

"I know how to handle Kol, brother," Elijah said in a way that made Kol squirm.

Bekah kissed Elijah on the cheek before she sprinted after Nik. Neither Kol nor Elijah said anything until they could no longer hear their siblings.

Elijah's hand was still on Kol's hip. He hooked his finger under Kol's trousers. Soon they were piled around Kol's feet. Elijah studied Finn's work. "Looks like he only caught you a few times."

"But they were hard," Kol pointed to the dozens of bright red welts shaped like Finn's fingers up and down his backside, mostly concentrated on his sit spots. "So we can skip the first part."

"Nice try," Elijah said, "but you aren't nearly warm enough." He took hold of Kol's elbow and urged him to bend at the waist. He pinkened Kol's ivory skin with the palm of his hand. Kol squirmed around, as he always did, but Elijah had no probem hitting his mark. He didn't swing his hand back high, content to let his twisting wrist to deliver most of the sting.

The trousers pooled around Kol's ankles made him feel very small. Elijah had been spanking Kol like this for as long as he could remember. As Elijah's steady hand warmed Kol's cool skin with smack after smack, Kol unconsciously bit his thumb.

Elijah noticed. Of course he did. Kol felt his face heat up in shame. He hadn't done that since he was a toddler. But he couldn't seem to move his hand. He needed the comfort as Elijah's heavy hand drilled into his poor bottom. Kol feared Elijah would admonish him for such childish behavior, but instead he paused his onslaught and rested his hand on the small of Kol's back. "You haven't done that in years."

Kol tried to drop his hand, but Elijah took hold Kol's wrist. Kol was taller, but Elijah was bigger in every other way. He could easily wrap his hand fully around Kol's wrist and keep him still. He did so. Kol didn't try and hide his tears.

"Don't feel shame," Elijah said. Kol relaxed his teeth but kept his thumb in his mouth. "We may not know much about vampirism yet, but we do know it's tied to our emotions and memories." Kol let Elijah pull him down into hug. "It's so often to our detriment that it's important we honor the times when it's not."

Kol pressed his face in Elijah's shoulder. He didn't suck his thumb as he did as a toddler, but he also didn't remove it.

"We need to finish up," Elijah said after a few to few minutes passed. "Fret not, I we can return to this when I'm finished with your lesson."

Normally that would be Kol's cue to say 'yes, sir,' but, this time, he only nodded. Elijah didn't correct him. Then he bent Kol back over. This time, he cupped his hand as he spanked. The smacks were very loud in Kol ear. It wasn't just because of his enhanced hearing.

It was for a child, how Elijah used his hand. But Kol was no child, so the smacking hand brought sizzling heat that Kol hated so much. He'd stopped trying to wiggle away from his big brother's punishing hand, which was something he definitely didn't do as a toddler. But, right now, he needed his big brother. He needed this. So he submitted.

Elijah paused. It was his cue to lecture. Instead, he said, "I'm going to start spanking you quite a bit harder, but only if you can handle it."

Kol knew Elijah would keep the pace as it currently was if Kol lied. He removed his thumb from his mouth. "Do you have to?"

"It would serve you well," Elijah said, "I'm asking you to trust me."

Kol pouted and bit his thumb again. But he nodded. He always trusted Elijah. His accidently kicked his trousers as Elijah guided him to lie face down on his lap. Elijah started to spank him again, keeping his hand cupped. It was so loud. Kol decided he hated it and kicked his legs. Elijah paid no mind to his fruitless squirming. He had a bottom that needed to be much redder and hotter. Whenever Kol's legs got in the way, he gently moved them back down before returning to smack his baby brother's behind. The blows came swift and hard, and he steadily brought Kol's poor bottom to a boil.

It hurt so much. When Elijah started to take care of his sit spots, Kol sucked his thumb and sobbed. Why did his big brother have to spend so much time paddling the part of his bottom that he had to sit on? Elijah's cupped hand cut into the round and plump flesh that children were born with for their parents to smack when they were naughty. Kol was convinced that the only reason his under curve was so sensitive was so that it hurt to sit after Elijah gave him a good spanking. He was sure that he was going to have to sleep on his tummy for the rest of his life as Elijah smacked his plump cheeks down over and over.

"Are you ready to start minding me?" Elijah asked. Kol nodded. He hoped Elijah would stop spanking him. Instead, Elijah reached over and grabbed the switch. "When Finn asks if I took this to you, I will not lie." For a terrible moment, Kol thought Elijah was going to switch him. Like this, Kol would break. He sucked his thumb desperately and sobbed pitifully.

Elijah tapped his cheeks and then his thighs with the switch. It barely grazed Kol's red bottom. He looked up at Elijah, who was smiling down at him. His noble brother broke the switch in half and tossed it in the cooking fire.

"We're all done now," Elijah said gently. He gathered Kol in his arms, making sure that Kol's throbbing bottom rested between his parted thighs. Later, he'd have to pull his trousers over his sore skin and sit on his throbbing bottom. Right now was time for comfort and forgiveness. He was unashamed of his nakedness and didn't bother to care where his penis rested while he was held.

"I'm really sorry, 'Lijah," Kol said. He hadn't called them that since he learned how to pronounce the e in his name. He set his head on Elijah's chest and enjoyed how good it felt to be held.

Elijah kissed his forehead. "I'm very proud of you."

"Are you going to lecture me now?" Kol asked. He sulked at the thought. He hated being scolded and he hated it more when he had to listen to how naughty he'd been when he was nursing a freshly spanked bum.

"Maybe later," Elijah said, stroking Kol's arm. Slow and steady, Elijah's hand soothed him. Much better application of his palm, if you asked Kol. As he closed his eyes, his thumb slipped out of his mouth. He was sleepy and Elijah's heartbeat lulled him into a deep slumber.