Klaus/Davina + Kol, hand (moderate)

Mischief
Kol & Elijah, 2015

The mischief in Kol's eyes faded when Elijah entered the room holding a slim paddle. It was the one he used when he thought Kol needed an attitude adjustment. He'd overheard his siblings talking and had taken comfort in the fact Elijah was against spanking Kol while he was sick.

So much for that.

"You going to put me in my place?" Kol asked weakly.

Elijah held up the paddle. "This is just insurance." He walked across the room and sat down on the bed next to Kol. "I suggest you talk so I don't have to use it."

Kol shrugged and eyed the paddle. It was fairly effective in the short term. Not really applicable for this. It would hurt, though. Elijah's spankings always did.

Elijah sighed.

Kol rolled over on his front and grabbed a handful of bedding. Instead of being bared and struck, Elijah set a hand on his forehead.

"You're still burning up."

"Meds will kick in soon," Kol muttered. "Just get it over with."

Elijah set the paddle on the nightstand next to the bell. Then he ran his fingers through Kol's hair. "There are far better ways to get the attention you crave."

Instead of answering, Kol buried his face in his pillow.

"I'll make you a deal," Elijah said and Kol turned to look at him. "The paddle stays next to the bell to help you remember not to take advantage of your siblings."

Kol nodded and bit down a grin when Elijah pressed a kiss on his forehead.

Candle
Klaus/Kol+Davina, 2015

"Did it work?" Davina asked.

Kol was sitting in the middle of a circle of lit candles. muttered a few words and snapped his fingers. The flames vanished.

Standing up, he beckoned her over and she threw her arms around him. He leaned down in order to kiss her but was pulled away from her with sudden speed.

And was face to face with a very angry looking Niklaus. He grabbed Kol by the arms. "What. Did. You. Do?"

Kol tried to free himself, but Klaus' grip was absolute. "Let me go!"

Klaus reached down and began to unbutton Kol's jeans.

Alarmed, Kol said, "What are you doing?"

"Giving you some incentive to obey me," Klaus said.

Before Klaus could yank down his pants and spank him in front of his girl, Kol relented, "We just did a little ritual to get me my magic back."

"Just the two of you?" Klaus asked. His voice was so cold that Kol shivered. "And where did you get the means to do something that should be near impossible?"

Kol tried to think of an answer that wouldn't get him into more trouble. There wasn't one.

"What we do with our magic is none of your business," Davina said with narrowed eyes.

"Everything to do with Kol," Klaus yanked said Kol closer, "is my business. Because he is my little brother."

"Nik," Kol said, "this is a good thing - "

Klaus suddenly shoved him away. Kol stumbled back, swallowing. He stared at his brother with wary, frightened eyes.

"I don't care to hear your excuses!" Klaus said, storming over to where Davina was and grabbing her. "Don't even bother with your witchy business, sweetheart, we both know you're too tired from the ritual to stand up to me."

Davina clenched her jaw and looked about ready to try boil his brain anyway. She rose her hand, but when she saw Kol shake his head frantically, she dropped her arm.

"That's a good girl," Klaus said and smacked her backside hard enough to make her jump and shout in surprised pain. She rubbed her bottom and glared at him as he took a few steps back with a pleased grin on his face. "Grab your ankles, both of you."

"You can't spank us!" Davina said.

"I can," Klaus said, "and I'm going to." He moved over to Kol and shoved him close to Davina. "The only question up in the air right now is how much mercy I plan to grant you two. And the answer to that entirely depends on how much you both cooperate."

"Davina," Kol said, pleaded, "it'll be much worse if we fight him."

"It will," Klaus promised.

Davina glared at Kol, but swiftly softened at what she saw on his face. Klaus was angry, but he could easily become angrier. Kol knew from experience when it was best to submit, and right now, anything less than total submission would end in unnecessary suffering.

Slowly, Davina bent over and grabbed her ankles. Kol hurried to follow her. Then, Klaus was next to Kol and scooting him over so that he and Davina were about a foot apart from one another. Kol couldn't help but squirm a little as Klaus bared him. The air was much cooler than he expected.

"I'm going to kill you one day," Davina snapped as Klaus lifted up her skirt and pulled down her panties.

Klaus responded by whacking her five times. The sound of palm on flesh echoed throughout the basement. Davina yelped each time Klaus hit her, making Kol's heart clench. He wished it was him who was being spanked!

Kol got his wish a second later. Klaus smacked Kol onto his toes, the blows coming down so fast he didn't have time to get back on solid ground.

"This is just a warm up," Klaus said as he walked back over to Davina.

"Warms ups aren't supposed to hurt this much," Kol muttered.

Klaus laughed and Kol watched him pull his arm back from the corner of his eyes. "I assure you, you will long for these gentle blows when the time comes for your true punishment."

Davina yelped and danced on her feet as Klaus laid down five more blows on her vulnerable behind. "Don't be so dramatic," Klaus said and Kol wanted to punch his hypocritical face, "you're healing quite nicely." He spanked her again. "We'll have to take care of that." Four more times, in rapid succession, he smacked her.

"Did you know she'd become half vampire before you did your little ritual?" Klaus asked as he took his place behind Kol. Kol couldn't suppress his shudder as Klaus pulled his arm back.

"Yes," Kol admitted and yelled a little - okay, a lot - when Klaus lit him up with one crisp blow after another. It didn't matter that he healed right afterwards, the pain was so intense.

"You two have a lot to answer for," Klaus said mildly before he made Davina scream again with the force of his punishing blows. Kol counted. His hand connected with her behind fifteen times before he gave her a reprieve.

It was no reprieve for Kol, who clenched the fabric of his jeans and rocked on his feet while it was his turn to endure the rapid-fire smacks from Klaus' strong hand. Fifteen little fires heated his backside. Brief, but very memorable.

Klaus hooked his arms around Davina's middle, lifted her off the ground, and began to swat her with a firm, determined look on his face. Davina shrieked and flailed, but she was like a fish out of water: completely useless. She had no choice but to accept a sound spanking from her hated enemy. She cried as she received countless blows on her completely naked buttocks.

"That's a fine start," Klaus said, satisfied with his handiwork as he put her down on her feet.

Davina wiped away the tears. She's ripped her panties during the final brutal round of her warm up spanking. "I hate you," she said. Her voice was hoarse from disuse.

Klaus chuckled.

As he was being picked up, Kol kicked off his jeans and boxers so he wouldn't end up tearing his clothing too. It was the right move because Klaus really laid into Kol. He hit so quickly that Kol couldn't process any healing, he could only feel the pain building as he was spanked over and over. He wiggled around shamelessly and cried freely as it was his turn for his naked buttocks to get its final warm up.

Kol wiped away his snot and tears before putting his clothes back on. Klaus looked pleased with himself and it made being near him unbearable, but Kol was too chastised to do anything about it.