Loveless Fan Fiction ❯ spanked? ❯ spanked! ( Chapter 2 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Loveless, because if I did there wouldn't be war, all the world leaders would be watching Loveless!

Ashcat:

Thanks, I thought it was cute, if not weird or whatever. However, it was basically just a PWP… though it may become just a collection of all my spank PWP's.

Shemai:

I didn't think I would continue this, but given how many people want me to continue it, I think I will! Not with a plot though, probably with a bunch of little vignettes, since I'm working on a sequel to Delicous Punishment in which Soubi gets spanked… of course, Ritsuka and Soubi are much older.

Nice to hear from you though! I miss getting your reviews, though I know its because I haven't been posting as much. Lol, shame shame.

Rabidfan:

The thought… it makes… my eye twitch… lol, but it is amusing. And I'm sure it would be a blow to Soubi's pride, but I don't plan on Ritsuka actually spanking Soubi any time soon, age wise anyways.

Annakas:

Soubi: *hugs back* finally someone who cares!

Yes, there were several scenes that I was rather proud of in this fic. ^___^

Ladygizarme:

This was going to be it, but now I'm adding more, because people want to see it. AND because I will go down in history as the first person to write a spank fiction for LOVELESS!!! I know, I know, I deserve a medal, jk jk.

SUMMARY: Soubi has a flash back on a spanking that Seimei administered to him.

WARNINGS: excessive us of the word `spank', yaoi, lemon, sex. AU

TITLE: Humility

Soubi leaned back in Ritsuka's chair, closing his eyes and slowly calming down as he relaxed.

As he sat in the quite he started to remember an old, but extremely vivid memory between himself and Seimei.

He was pretty sure he was about 15 at the time, but he couldn't remember quite what he'd done, even as the memory played against his eyelids like an old movie.

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Seimei had his arms crossed as he glared down at the adolescent blonde in the chair.

Soubi fixed his eyes on his master's shoes, his hands folded neatly in his lap. He was still blinking, trying to adjust to the light and wake up.

“You disobeyed me, Soubi.” Seimei stated in his firm and icy tone.

The youth bit out in a calm tone, “I know, we've already established that.” Though Soubi tried to keep irritation out of his voice it bled through to an obvious extent. He couldn't blame himself for being irritated though, he was tired!

Well, he wasn't any more. He HAD been enjoying a wonderful nap until Seimei came in and interrupted it to remind him of something he was supposed to fetch from Ritsu-sensei.

It wasn't like Soubi had been planning on doing that any time soon anyways, so being woken up to be reminded of the matter was less than delightful.

Soubi was pulled out of his reflective thoughts when a harsh pain hit his cheek. With his head turned, a sharp pain started to spread over his cheek, a dull pain lying beneath and spreading further.

“You will not speak to me in such a tone and in such a manner. Is that clear?” Seimei demanded.

Soubi glared resentfully at the floor, angered, appalled, and ashamed that he had been slapped, which he took as a personal offense.

Seimei grabbed Soubi by the chin and lifted his face, glaring down, “Is that clear?”

Soubi returned the question with a scowl, glaring back at his master and biting out with a small growl, “Crystal clear.”

The dark haired youth growled and grabbed Soubi's upper arm, yanking him to his feet. “Excuse me?” Seimei demanded.

Soubi yanked his arm free and glared at the older male, “Don't touch me!” he snapped harshly, putting his palm against his cheek as if to sooth it.

Seimei grabbed the arm again, holding it fast in his firm grip, “You will not speak to me that way, Soubi. You will show me respect at all times, or else.”

“Or else you'll whip me?” Soubi asked with a sour voice.

The dark haired man was silent, contemplating which device would be best served on his unruly war craft.

He then remembered that all his supplies were with Ritsu-sensei, and Soubi was supposed to pick them up today had he not slept through this duty.

As he sorted through various options within his mind, he finally came to a conclusion.

“Soubi, you will learn your position in this relationship, through whatever means I need to grind submission into you!” Seimei stated.

The blonde turned his head and crossed his arms.

Aoyagi reached forward and grabbed him by the arm again, pulling him forward abruptly as he moved towards the bed.

Soubi eyed the bed warily, wondering if Seimei would try to `grind humility into him' by fucking him raw.

Seimei sat down on the bed suddenly, leaving Soubi standing next to his leg.

The dark haired male reached forward and methodically unfastened Soubi's belt then pants before giving a harsh tug, which brought the material down to the blonde's knees.

The young war craft furrowed his brows in confusion but did not yet understand fully what was happening.

Soubi was pulled down over his master's lap. His hips rested on one of the firm thighs beneath him and his legs hung over the other. Blonde hair fell around his face as he stared down at the wood plank floor beneath him.

Agatsuma could feel the chill of air drifting over his exposed and sensitive rear. There was a short silence that drifted through the air, though it didn't last long.

*SMACK*

Soubi's eyes widened with a small yelp and he jumped slightly as the bare hand connected with his equally bare rear.

The blonde twisted, trying to look over his shoulder. He caught sight of his ass, mounted in the perfect position to catch anything coming its way. Seimei's hand swung down again.

*SMACK*

Soubi arched with a short cry and squirmed as the hand landed hard against his butt. He tightened his grip on Seimei's clothed leg.

*SMACK*

“Master!” Soubi cried out as he was rocked forward yet again.

*SMACK*

The hand connected on the curve of his rear. Seimei mocked, “Master eh? Something seems to have jogged your memory.”

*SMACK*

Soubi twitched and cried out as the strike overlapped with an older hit, creating a sharper sting. “Master. What are you doing?” he asked, hoping Seimei would let him go.

*SMACK*

The hand landed again without fault, cracking against his rear.

Seimei answered, “I'm spanking you, Soubi. *SMACK* Because that's what happens *SMACK* to naughty boys that misbehave.”

Soubi didn't have to see his master's face to know what there was a sick grin twisted across it.

*SMACK*

“What?” Soubi asked, horrified with the situation when the hand spanked his abused rear again.

*SMACK*

Seimei began again, “I just explained it to you Soubi. *SMACK* So repeat what I told you.”

*SMACK*

Soubi lurched forward from the force of the last hit. He started trying to clear his mind so he could repeat his master's humiliating words.

*SMACK*

With a whimper he began, “Y-you're spanking …”

*SMACK*

Seimei ordered as he struck again, “Louder Soubi, I can't hear you over your spanking.”

*SMACK*

With a deep breath and suppressed cry of pain, Soubi spoke up, “You are spanking me.”

*SMACK*

The strike landed on the more voluptuous underside of the rear. Seimei prompted, “Finish repeating what I told you. *SMACK* Why am I spanking you Soubi?”

*SMACK*

The blonde twisted his hips again, as if trying to shake off the steadily growing burn of pain. He took a deep breath through the series of spanks that were landing on him as he blushed and said, “Because that's what happens to n-naughty boys who misbehave.”

*SMACK*

Soubi lowered his head slightly as he moved forward again from the force of the strike, embarrassed with himself for having said the sentence.

Seimei smirked and asked, “Why do you hang your head so low now? *SMACK* Are you embarrassed?”

The boy remained quiet, biting his lip and shaking slightly as the hand landed on his reddening ass.

*SMACK*

“Answer me when I speak to you Soubi!” Seimei ordered.

*SMACK*

Soubi cried out his answer with shame, “Yes, Master.”

Seimei chuckled and began talking, though he didn't relent in his steadily falling spanks, “You're embarrassed over words, Soubi? *SMACK* How childish. *SMACK* Don't you see the greater picture here?”

*SMACK*

Soubi took the pause as a hint that he was supposed to speak, “No, Master.”

“Well. You are a teenager, and you are being spanked. *SMACK* I think that's a much more reasonable thing to be embarrassed about. *SMACK* Laying face down over another man's lap? *SMACK* Your ass in the air, *SMACK* awaiting my hand? *SMACK* Oh yes, I'd say that's more embarrassing. Wouldn't you?”

Soubi was releasing small choked sobs as the strikes continued to land over his rear, occasionally overlapping and sending jolts of pain through him.

*SMACK*

Soubi whimpered and nodded, answering quietly, “Yes, Master.”

*SMACK*

Seimei apparently couldn't get enough of the young boy's voice, laced with pain and humiliation, “Soubi, tell me why I'm spanking you.”

*SMACK*

The boy answered again, “Because this is what happens to naughty boys that misbehave.”

*SMACK*

Soubi closed his eyes, willing away tears that stung at the back of his eyes.

Seimei corrected, “No, I want you to tell me what you did.”

*SMACK*

“I disobeyed you by taking a nap instead of following my orders.” Soubi answered, speaking slightly louder than the spanks that continued to rain down.

*SMACK*

“Wrong.” Seimei stated.

*SMACK*

“What?” Soubi winced, squirming again from the strike.

“That's wrong Soubi. *SMACK* That is not why you are being punished. *SMACK* Now, answer why you're being punished.”

Soubi considered then answered, “Because I was being disrespectful.”

“Correct. *SMACK* Now do you plan on being disrespectful again?”

*SMACK*

The blonde shook his head, “No, Master.”

*SMACK*

“Good. I don't expect such behavior to ever cross your mind again.”

*SMACK*

The solid spanks landed over Soubi's rear, marking it redder and redder with each strike. He did his best not to vocalize his pain or move, expecting Seimei to release the last of his anger then let him go.

*SMACK*

As the number of spanks increased, Soubi's anxiousness did as well, till he was squirming relentlessly, trying to avoid the hits.

“Master, please stop, it hurts.” Soubi sobbed, hoping for mercy.

“Of course it hurts, that's why it's punishment.” Seimei replied.

*SMACK*

Soubi squirmed, and out of reflex his hands shot back to cover his abused rear.

The spanking stopped for a moment as Seimei glared down at the hands in his way, his own hand still raised in the air.

“Soubi, move your hands.” The man ordered.

“Master, please.” Soubi begged, “Please stop.”

Seimei instead placed one hand over Soubi's, holding them where the boy had placed them as he spanked the boy again.

*SMACK*

Soubi cried out in anguish as the hand struck at the base of his rear where his reddened cheeks met his thighs.

*SMACK*

The strikes continued to land in quick succession on the junction of Soubi's rear and thighs, where he was much more sensitive to pain.

*SMACK*

Finally the strikes stopped, and then only the sound of Soubi's choked sobs broke the silence.

Seimei took the hands and crossed the wrists over each other, easily restraining them by holding the wrists next to each other with one hand.

The older male pressed the restrained arms against Soubi's lower back. Soubi shook his head and sobbed pathetically.

Seimei shifted slightly, moving his legs to tilt Soubi further with his ass easier to access.

*SMACK*

This spank landed harder than all the previous and Soubi gave a howl of pain, muffled by his lip, which he'd bitten into.

*SMACK*

Soubi started to kick his legs, the motion being more like a spasm of pain than an effort to break free or fight off the offending hand.

The strikes landed in quick succession, never faulting, never lingering, and always returning to exposed rear to deliver spanks as hard as the last.

Seimei watched the muscular rear as his hand landed consistently landed with a brutal `smack' that either rocked the boy forward, elicited a cry of pain, or made him kick his legs again.

He hadn't noticed the smirk that had formed on his lips as the once creamy, faultless skin turned a darker more anguished shade of red with each spank.

The dark haired master did not bother to ask himself why he was gaining such pleasure from this experience, all he knew was enjoying everything about the setting, and wished he could continue it forever.

His hand was getting somewhat raw from the constant assaults on Soubi's rear, but he didn't mind, he was sure the blonde was in much more pain than he.

Seimei's hand struck the rear again and the sound of flesh hitting flesh came as the muscular curve shifted forward, a visible equivalent of the pain that rippled out from the spanks.

Soubi, on the other side of the same hand, was enjoying the experience much less. He was managing to keep himself from crying or sniveling like a spanked child, though his situation wasn't much difference.

He instead responded to the solid spanks with mewls of pain, cries of torment, or single sobs.

The blonde opened his eyes and stared at the wooden floor beneath him, longing to rest his punished and heated rear against the cool surface as son as he was done.

With each strike he rocked forward, and the long blonde hair hanging in front of his face swayed slightly as well with soft calmness, a stark contrast with the rest of the situation.

Soubi's vision blurred for a moment, then moist warmth gathered around his eyes. Agatsuma blinked for a moment till he realized that he was crying, though not vocally, tears were indeed rising to express his pain and humiliation.

He glared at the floor with determination. He promised himself that as soon as he was released he'd sit back down in the chair with the strongest look of anger and contempt he could muster.

And if the spanking ended because Ritsuka, or Mrs. Aoyagi interrupted them, then he'd flip Seimei the bird and run like hell.

The spanking continued tenaciously, without interruption or delay. Seimei would occasionally lecture Soubi or admonish him. And ever now and again Soubi would cry out an apology, plead his case, or beg forgiveness, not that it would affect Seimei.

The spanking continued so long, Soubi actually changed his mind and decided when he was released, he would not pout, sulk, or do anything that might make Seimei start his spanking all over again.

Yes, Seimei had actually succeeded in spanking the defiance out of Soubi, yet the man still continued the unrelenting spanking.

Finally, after Soubi's rear was a deep red hue, Seimei stopped and brushed his fingers over the well-spanked ass.

Soubi whimpered and clenched his hands tightly, preparing for the spanking to continue again.

The long, nimble fingers danced over the soundly punished rear, loving the thought of how much anguish the beautiful boy was in at that moment.

The blonde lowered his head and allowed the caressing to continue, he did not move, or shift, or squirm. He remained completely still for his master's inspection. It was during this long stillness that Soubi noticed a warm pressure against his side, pressing lightly against his stomach.

It didn't take long for Soubi to place the odd touch. It was most definitely Seimei's arousal, sprung to life from the cries of pain and anguish elicited from Soubi.

At the same moment, Seimei seemed to remember his erection. He took Soubi's hips and lifted him to lay on the bed.

Soubi welcomed the cool mattress and lay his face into the pillows, clamping on his mouth and trying to keep himself from breathing for a moment, as an attempt to calm the sobs that wracked his body.

In moments, Seimei had removed his clothing and climbed on the bed, setting his belt next to Soubi's head.

He positioned himself behind the boy, ready to thrust in, but first leaning his head down to Soubi's ear, “Don't forget, Soubi. Respect me, honor me, and obey me at all times.”

Soubi released a mewl of pain but answered, “Yes, Master. I wont forget it.”

Seimei grinned, “Good, because next time I'll spank you with my belt.”

Soubi shuddered and pressed his face harder into the pillow, silently crying as Seimei entered him and proceeded to prove his dominance to Soubi.

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Soubi opened his eyes again; Ritsuka was standing in front of him, watching him quietly.

“What?” Soubi asked.

“I was just watching you.” Ritsuka shrugged, “You seemed to be pretty deep in thought so I didn't want to disturb you.”

Soubi adjusted till he sat more comfortably, “I must not have heard you come in. Why didn't you just `break my trance'?” he took one of the younger boy's hands in his own and held it, caressing a small circle of skin with his rotating thumb.

Ritsuka smiled playfully, “I wanted to make sure you were being a good boy, so I just watched.”

A more brittle silence than had been anticipated suddenly broke the conversation. Soubi watched Ritsuka, and the youth watched the man in return, both studying each other's features.

Soubi pulled Ritsuka a little closer by his hand and whispered, “Ritsuka?”

“Soubi? What are you doing?” Ritsuka asked, unsure why the atmosphere had become so stiff suddenly.

Soubi ignored his question and asked, “Can you promise me?”

“Promise you what?” Ritsuka asked, looking into Soubi's eyes.

“That you'll never… s-spank me?” Soubi asked in an inaudible voice.

Ritsuka's sensitive ears twitched, barely catching the sound. He took a moment to try to think of what Soubi's small whisper had said, finally asking, “Spank you?”

The blonde nodded silently, “Promise me? Please?”

The young boy thought it out as best as he could and finally answered, “Soubi, I will never spank you unless, however you manage it, accomplish something deserving of such punishment.” He ran a hand through the blonde locks, “But I doubt that will ever happen, so you can take that as a yes.”

Soubi smiled and kissed his master gracefully, “Thank you, Ritsuka.” The young boy smiled and gingerly kissed back.

Agh! I didn't have any pictures! … okay, so I might just add some later. And then you can enjoy them!

Okay, well… I'm sorry Soubi is rather OOC, and I phrase things so badly. None the less, if you think I did a good job, review please.

I like seeing what people have to say about my work. ^___^

And I'm up for writing another chapter for this story, if anyone has some good ideas.