| Discipline By IsNotSane Warnings: Yaoi, discipline a.k.a. spanking, slight lemon. ________________________ Exactly what happened? That�s for you and your imagination to decide. ________________________ �Goten�� �Trunks�I didn�t mean it, I swear�� �Goten�� �I really, really didn�t mean it! Please�!� �Goten�� �It was a mistake�I�ll never do it again.� �The sooner you get here, the sooner it�ll be over. The more you stall the worse it will be,� Trunks spoke in a calm, yet slightly annoyed tone. He was sitting on the edge of the large double bed with his feet on the floor and his arms crossed. Goten, who was in front of the bedroom�s closed door, seemed very disorientated. He was fidgeting with his hands and looking at Trunks with a worried, pathetic look, his head slightly down. ��Now come over here,� Trunks motioned with his head for Goten to come to him. Goten sighed sadly, knowing he couldn�t get out of this. Delaying was just making it worse for himself. He looked down and nervously walked up to Trunks. Goten stood there, still looking down and wouldn�t meet trunks eyes. But when he finally got curious and looked, he saw Trunks looking up at him expectantly. Goten pursed his lips and frowned a little in confusion. ��Clothes?� Trunks reminded Goten, almost sarcastically. Goten bit the inside of his cheek, but obliged, stripping himself of his t-shirt under Trunks� watchful eyes. Goten pulled off his socks, then pants until he was left with just his boxers, waiting patiently in front of Trunks. Trunks, who had his usual pants and tank-top on, momentarily allowed his eyes to roam over the slim, delicate, yet muscular body of Goten. But then got back to business, uncrossing his arms and patting his lap a couple of times; his face expressionless. Goten licked his lips nervously then hesitantly moved to lie face-down on Trunks� lap. Goten was reasonably smaller than Trunks, so fit over quite nicely. His stomach was resting on Trunks� legs and he held Trunks� thigh with both his hands on either side of him, tensed up to prepare for what he knew and dreaded was coming. Trunks sighed, looking down at Goten in his lap. He knew Goten hated this, and Trunks didn�t like having to do this. But this was how he had to learn. Goten shut his eyes when he felt the sides of his boxers being grabbed and gently pulled down and off of his legs. //Sure, he�s gentle now!// Goten thought. He closed his eyes when he felt Trunks caressing his ass cheek with one hand, the other moving to hold down Goten by his back, but then suddenly got a panicking feeling when he felt the hand remove itself from his behind. WHACK! Goten let out a scream of pain as he felt a firm, flat palm land harshly on his behind. Trunks clearly saw Goten�s muscles tightly tense at the first blow; but he had to do this. Trunks quickly brought his hand up in the air, and then even more quickly brought it down very hard over Goten�s nicely rounded butt cheeks. Goten didn�t scream this time, but let out a strangled groan through clenched teeth as his eyes tightly shut and he reluctantly squeezed Trunks� thigh. Trunks lifted his hand and forcefully brought it back down to Goten�s ass quite a few more times, using all the strength he could in his normal form. Goten�s eyes were shut tightly and he was squirming in Trunks� lap, each hash blow earning a yelp, groan or cry from the smaller Demi-Saiyan. Trunks observed how Goten reacted to each blow. His face was scrunched up in pain or discomfort, and he was breathing hard; tightly holding onto Trunks� thigh. His butt cheeks were turning an angry shade of red. Trunks knew that this wasn�t going to be enough. He didn�t want to hurt Goten further, but this was the only way Goten would learn. After another blow to Goten�s tendered behind, Trunks quickly powered up to a Super-Saiyan � long purple hair rising to define gravity as it stood up and turned gold, muscles bulging and deep blue eyes becoming green � without loosing one second between blows. With his current predicament, Goten didn�t have time to register what had just happened, and the next blow came to him like a bombshell. Goten felt fire explode from his behind and run up through his spine to every inch of his body as little black dots danced in front of his eyes. Trunks saw how Goten just froze with the blow he gave him with the power of a Super-Saiyan. He didn�t move, didn�t scream, didn�t make any noise at all. Trunks figured it was from the shock of his huge and sudden change in power level. But trunks continued to raise his hand to the sky and bring it back down on Goten�s behind, noticing the instant bruising the first Super-Saiyan blow had caused. At the second hit, Goten seemed to come back to his senses, and cried out loudly. Just a few more �whacks� and Goten had turned into a sobbing wreck. Trunks tightened his grip over Goten with his other arm while Goten struggled and cried and pleaded, tears streaming down his face. �Please Trunks, Please!...I�m Sorry! I didn�t mean it! Stop! Please!� Goten sobbed as the abuse on his behind failed to come to an end. Trunks felt his chest tighten at Goten�s words, but despite his pleas, Trunks persisted, determine to make sure Goten understood that what he did was wrong. �Please Stop! Please!� Goten chocked out. He was desperately struggling, trying to escape Trunks� iron grip; his fingers digging into Trunks thigh at the pain, unaffecting Trunks in the slightest. Goten wailed at the nest blow, not knowing how much more he could take. Trunks continued his discipline blow after blow, fully aware at how much Goten was despising it. He wouldn�t normally be hitting Goten so much, or quite so forcefully, but this time was an exception. Goten had just went over board this time. He could have gotten himself killed! Trunks knew he didn�t mean it, but if Goten were to just listen, close calls like dismorning would never have happened. And Trunks wouldn�t be able to live if anything ever happened to his Goten. He loved the weaker, smaller, younger, largely-appetited Demi-Saiyan too much. Sure, Goten would probably despise Trunks for what he was doing for a while, but he�d get over it. Trunks didn�t care, at least Goten was there, with him�alive and well. He loved Goten sooooo much. Goten was trembling with sobs and continued to fight against Trunks� abuse. This was hurting way too much. And Trunks was hitting him way more harder and longer than he usually would. Had what Goten did so bad to have to endure this? All he did was get a little curious. Trunks had told him to just hang tight and stay put for a little while, but curiosity got the better of Goten once again, and he didn�t hang tight or stay put, even for a little while. It wasn�t much of a big deal; he never really did what Trunks told him to do � it was different when he asked. So why was this so painful? Goten guessed almost getting killed because of it had something to do with it this time. But he seriously didn�t mean it, and he wouldn�t do it again. But because he had to be stupid and not listen once again, he would have to suffer trough this again. And it was extremely painful. The salty tears that streamed down Goten�s face made his cheeks damp; and all his screams, cries and yelling was making his voice raspy. Another hit, another spank, another blow. Each one having a huge impact on the smaller Saiyan. They just kept coming and Goten couldn�t stop them. Besides, Trunks was stronger than him. Trunks just forced himself to ignore Goten�s pleas and kept going, non-stop. �T-Trunks, please�Stop! I�m Sorry! I�ll never do it again, I�ll listen! I promise! �Please!!� Goten cried, pleading to his dominate lover. Finally hearing what he�d been wanting to hear, Trunks decided Goten had had enough. He was quite sure Goten would listen to him now for at least a little while. Still holding Goten down with his left arm, Trunks powered down to his normal self and rested his hand on Goten�s back thighs, waiting for the hysterical younger Demi-Saiyan to calm down. Still struggling and crying, Goten didn�t feel the next blow. Trunks was just holding him down and it took a few seconds for Goten to register that he had stopped. Still slightly trembling, Goten let his body go limp over Trunks, quieting down and letting silent tears stream down his face. He was grateful Trunks had stopped. Trunks looked down at his young lover sympathetically. He removed his hands from the quivering body and reached for the bed-side drawers. He opened the top drawer and took out a small container of Vaseline. It had been placed their some time ago, ready to treat when occasions such as this came up. Trunks unscrewed the lid, laying on the bed beside him then scooped out a fair portion of the clear, cream-like substance with his fingers. He put the container on top of its lid on the bed, and then smoothed his Vaseline-full hand over Goten�s nasty red, black and blue behind. Goten hissed and tightened his grip on Trunks� thigh again, unprepared for the sudden coldness of a thick cream being spread over his burning behind, causing a mean sting which felt like little flames of fire was dancing around on his ass. Goten soon got use to the firey sensation and let his body go limp again, a few stray tears still rolling down his checks every now and then. After spreading the Vaseline over Goten�s sore behind, Trunks put the lid back on its container, carefully throwing it back into the still open top drawer. He gently grabbed Goten and lifted him so he was sitting on top of Trunks� lap, leaning the younger Saiyan against his chest and wrapping his arms around him. Goten stayed limp in Trunks� arms and Trunks kissed Goten on his forehead, slightly rocking him back and fro; comforting him and patiently waiting for his tears to stop. Goten slowly brought his arms around Trunks and hugged him back, burying his face in Trunks� hair. �I�m so sorry Trunks�� Goten whispered to his lover. His voice was shaky and raspy from his sobs. �Shhh. It�s okay. It�s okay now.� Trunks soothed, still rocking back and forth while rubbing Goten�s back reassuringly. They stayed this way for a few more seconds, both silently apologizing and forgiving eachother. Trunks stopped rocking and pulled his head and shoulders back so he could look into Goten�s face. Trunks put on a small reassuring smile, looking at Goten�s puffy eyes. �Feeling better now?� Trunks asked lightly, bringing up one hand from around Goten to wipe a wet trail some previously shedded tears left on Goten�s cheek. Goten made a small nod. Trunks smiled and hugged Goten to him. �That�s good�Goten�I�m so sorry I had to do that, but you have to listen. Dende�I was so scared I nearly lost you today. Your luck nothing happened to you. You don�t need to scare me like that again, okay? Trunks rubbed Goten�s back again, suddenly feeling extremely lucky he was able to hold Goten close to him right now. �I�m sorry, I�ll try hard from now on, I promise.� Goten whispered and Trunks sighed contently. A few seconds pass as the two hold eachother closely. �Y-You were really worried about me, that much?� Goten asked Trunks and Trunks pulled back to look into Goten�s eyes. �Much, much more than you think.� Trunks said before capturing Goten�s lips with his own. Closing his eyes, Goten relaxed and returned the loving kiss. Trunks pulled the blankets down from behind him then broke the kiss. He gently lifted Goten by his beck and back thighs - taking his abused behind into consideration � and lay him down on the middle of the large bed, kneeling beside him. Goten winced and turned himself around so he was lying on his stomach; laying his head on the side so he could look at Trunks with tired eyes, exhausted from that last episode. Trunks got off the bed and stripped, then crawled into bed and pulled the blankets over Goten and himself. He lay down on his side, facing Goten and snuggled close to him, wrapping his arms around him. Goten sighed and closed his eyes as Trunks kissed Goten on his forehead. Trunks watched Goten�s relaxed features and reached his hand out to run it through Goten�s think, raven hair. �Hmmm� Goten purred at the feeling and Trunks smiled. �I love you, chibi.� Trunks said and Goten smiled mischievously with his eyes still closed, intent to teasing Trunks, knowing that he was feeling guilty. �I couldn�t tell,� Goten mocked, �Did you have to turn Super-Saiyan? You do realize I won�t be able to sit for a week.� Trunks leaned his head forward to kiss Goten again, passionately on the lips. After they both pulled back; his eyes still closed, Goten whispered, �I love you too.� Before peacefully falling asleep. Trunks just smiled and continued running his hand through Goten�s soft hair. Maybe in the morning when Goten wasn�t hurting so much, they could have a little fun� The end. |