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castalie liked me. Then she asked for a MX ficlet and not just a MX ficlet but a spanking one!
But it's done, so I hope you like it sis, you evil creature! At least I can cross spanking off my List'O Kink that I'm going to write ;)
Jesse’s computer terminal crackles a little and the monitor goes dark. Sighing he leans back in his chair, then twists it around slowly.
“One day you’ll do that and blow every computer in Sanctuary, and don’t think I’ll fix them for you.”
“Never going to happen.” Brennan is standing in the doorway, playing with tiny sparks that jump from hand to hand. Jesse shakes his head, he wishes he has some of Brennan’s confidence, who knows he won’t trip any terminals but Jesse's, but it’s getting old now.
“You know if you wanted to talk to me you could just open your mouth instead of sending your own cracked up version of a heads-up, I do have ears.” He stops when Brennan just looks at him, like he’s the prey and Brennan the hunter, eyes fixed on Jesse’s face.
Mouth dry, Jesse swallows, gripping the arms of his chair as Brennan comes closer. The atmosphere in the room is changing, becoming heady and thick and Jesse feels like he’s swimming in it as time seems to slow. Brennan reaches for him, strong hands on Jesse’s arms, making his skin buzz with residual energy and Jesse’s lost, allowing himself to be swept away.
“I thought you were coming to bed?” Brennan crouches, looking up at Jesse. “I told you what would happen next time you blew me off for the computer.”
Jesse swallows again, looking everywhere but Brennan. He knows what Brennan plans to do and shivers at the thought, desire making every nerve ending seem more sensitive to the slightest touch. He tries to speak, to make a token protest but can’t force the words out of his dry throat, so just keeps looking at the floor, desperately hoping Brennan will see how ready he is, how much he wants this.
“Cat got your tongue?” Brennan slides a gentle finger across Jesse’s lips and tips his head up so he can he see Jesse’s face. “I said I’d do this again, and I will. But first, you okay with this?” It’s impossible to speak, so Jesse nods his head and Brennan smiles tenderly before jumping to his feet.
It happens so fast Jesse’s not sure what way is up for a moment. A sensation of movement as Brennan pulls Jesse from his chair and flips them so Brennan’s on the chair with Jesse lying over his knee. The chair arms dig into Jesse’s sides and he feels exposed and vulnerable before Brennan starts to stroke his back, long firm strokes that turn Jesse to jelly, anticipating what’ll happen next.
“Hips up.” Brennan commands and Jesse scrambles for leverage on the floor, lifting himself up giving Brennan room to pull down his pants and boxers. Cold air hits Jesse’s ass and he shivers, hands making involuntary fists as Brennan gently rubs his bare skin.
“I told you what would happen if you chose the computers over me again. You agreed to it, Jesse, so it’s time to take your punishment.
The first slap is unexpected and Jesse jumps, the sharp sting everything to him a moment before calming to a dull heat. The second is a start of a slow burn that travels through Jesse’s body, claiming every inch of him, leaving him panting and gasping for breath. The third turns the slow burn to a fiery heat, Brennan’s holding nothing back and Jesse gasps at the pain, revelling in its fierce hold. The forth smack spreads within seconds, pain turning to pleasure that’s felt in every inch of Jesse’s body. The fifth is almost too much, and Jesse arches under Brennan’s hand, mouth wide as he sucks in air.
Then it’s over, and Jesse lies limp as Brennan stays still, knowing even the gentlest touch would be too much.
castalie liked me. Then she asked for a MX ficlet and not just a MX ficlet but a spanking one!But it's done, so I hope you like it sis, you evil creature! At least I can cross spanking off my List'O Kink that I'm going to write ;)
Jesse’s computer terminal crackles a little and the monitor goes dark. Sighing he leans back in his chair, then twists it around slowly.
“One day you’ll do that and blow every computer in Sanctuary, and don’t think I’ll fix them for you.”
“Never going to happen.” Brennan is standing in the doorway, playing with tiny sparks that jump from hand to hand. Jesse shakes his head, he wishes he has some of Brennan’s confidence, who knows he won’t trip any terminals but Jesse's, but it’s getting old now.
“You know if you wanted to talk to me you could just open your mouth instead of sending your own cracked up version of a heads-up, I do have ears.” He stops when Brennan just looks at him, like he’s the prey and Brennan the hunter, eyes fixed on Jesse’s face.
Mouth dry, Jesse swallows, gripping the arms of his chair as Brennan comes closer. The atmosphere in the room is changing, becoming heady and thick and Jesse feels like he’s swimming in it as time seems to slow. Brennan reaches for him, strong hands on Jesse’s arms, making his skin buzz with residual energy and Jesse’s lost, allowing himself to be swept away.
“I thought you were coming to bed?” Brennan crouches, looking up at Jesse. “I told you what would happen next time you blew me off for the computer.”
Jesse swallows again, looking everywhere but Brennan. He knows what Brennan plans to do and shivers at the thought, desire making every nerve ending seem more sensitive to the slightest touch. He tries to speak, to make a token protest but can’t force the words out of his dry throat, so just keeps looking at the floor, desperately hoping Brennan will see how ready he is, how much he wants this.
“Cat got your tongue?” Brennan slides a gentle finger across Jesse’s lips and tips his head up so he can he see Jesse’s face. “I said I’d do this again, and I will. But first, you okay with this?” It’s impossible to speak, so Jesse nods his head and Brennan smiles tenderly before jumping to his feet.
It happens so fast Jesse’s not sure what way is up for a moment. A sensation of movement as Brennan pulls Jesse from his chair and flips them so Brennan’s on the chair with Jesse lying over his knee. The chair arms dig into Jesse’s sides and he feels exposed and vulnerable before Brennan starts to stroke his back, long firm strokes that turn Jesse to jelly, anticipating what’ll happen next.
“Hips up.” Brennan commands and Jesse scrambles for leverage on the floor, lifting himself up giving Brennan room to pull down his pants and boxers. Cold air hits Jesse’s ass and he shivers, hands making involuntary fists as Brennan gently rubs his bare skin.
“I told you what would happen if you chose the computers over me again. You agreed to it, Jesse, so it’s time to take your punishment.
The first slap is unexpected and Jesse jumps, the sharp sting everything to him a moment before calming to a dull heat. The second is a start of a slow burn that travels through Jesse’s body, claiming every inch of him, leaving him panting and gasping for breath. The third turns the slow burn to a fiery heat, Brennan’s holding nothing back and Jesse gasps at the pain, revelling in its fierce hold. The forth smack spreads within seconds, pain turning to pleasure that’s felt in every inch of Jesse’s body. The fifth is almost too much, and Jesse arches under Brennan’s hand, mouth wide as he sucks in air.
Then it’s over, and Jesse lies limp as Brennan stays still, knowing even the gentlest touch would be too much.
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