October 29, 2014

Wednesday Briefs: "Yes, sir."

Welcome to Wednesday Briefs, where authors post free fiction of 1000 words or less each week. This is a special flash because I used the characters of Hunter and Adrian from “Hunter's Hunt”. This is the picture prompt that inspired me:



Yes, sir”

Over the course of the last year, Hunter and Adrian had established their relationship and become almost inseparable. Adrian's brothers still teased him about it, while they also kept a close eye out for their baby brother. No one knew about the way they ticked, and that was fine with both of them. How they loved, or how they were with each other was private, period.
Hunter rubbed himself dry after his shower, inspecting himself. Same guy with the heavily muscled chest and arms, except his belly seemed to be rapidly softening. Chucking the towel aside, he stepped out of the bathroom, clouded in thick, moist tendrils and nothing else.
Adrian was standing in a corner, his hands laced on top of his head, jeans down to his knees. He fidgeted on the spot, huffed a little—most likely to attract Hunter's attention—and said, “You—”
Quiet.” Hunter didn't raise his voice. He never had to, not with Adrian.
In the beginning he'd believed Adrian got off on spankings. A few months into their relationship, he realized Adrian sometimes wanted to be spanked to get rid of tension and stress. Nowadays, he knew he had a brat on his hands. Not one of those screaming and bitching ones, but a quiet one who could talk himself into a state and act out. Whenever Adrian hit rock bottom, he took his bike and drove around, in the surrounding forests or on forlorn side roads. Of course, he only rode his bike in the dark, without using a light, and numerous times Hunter had found him with bruises, scratches, and what-not.
Taking a deep breath and unclenching his hands, he stomped toward his dresser, where he yanked out a pair of briefs and sweatpants. After donning them, he ran a hand over his hair, then sat on the edge of the bed. Why couldn't Adrian just throw things, stamp his feet, or yell? His disappearing act always put the fear of God into Hunter.
“Adrian,” he said softly.
There was an audible gulp, and then Adrian turned around, slowly. He was shivering, which could be because of his partly undressed state, but probably was due to his nerves getting the better of him.
“Hunter, I—”
“No,” Hunter cut him off. “I don't want to hear another excuse. Put your hands down, get out of those jeans and over here.”
Adrian's Adam's apple bobbed quickly up and down. He sucked in his lower lip, causing his dimples to deepen even further. He cast Hunter a pleading look from his dark blue eyes, but when Hunter shook his head, he dropped his gaze and struggled out of his jeans and underwear.
What did I tell you the last time you drove your bike in the dark? Especially on a road notoriously known for drunk drivers and accidents?” Hunter took Adrian's hand when he came within reach.
“You'd make sure I wouldn't do it again,” Adrian said without hesitation.
Hunter helped him get over his lap, pushing his shirttail up to expose Adrian's quivering bottom. “I will,” he said. “I'm confiscating your bike.”
“What?” Adrian jerked up on Hunter's lap. “You can't do that!”
“What's our first house rule, Adrian?”
Adrian growled something Hunter didn't understand. It was probably for the best. He fought against a smile when he said, “Our first house rule is that I tell you what to do and you say 'Yes, sir.' It's easy, really. I certainly can't remember having told you to ride your bike in the dark on that road, or somewhere in the wilderness, and you know that. I'll make sure next time you feel like flying apart that it's less painful to come to me and talk.”
He didn't lecture further. Instead, Hunter brought his palm down on Adrian's butt with a ringing slap. Adrian yelped and lurched forward. Hunter tightened his grip on Adrian's hip, then smacked Adrian's ass, covering each inch of skin until it reddened. After the first dozen swats, Adrian's voice rose in volume, and he kicked his legs.
“Hunter! Please, I won't do it again! I'm sorry! This is enough, I get it!” Adrian wheezed out between gasps.
I decide when it's enough.”
This wasn't a play spanking; this was a punishment, one they'd agreed on months ago. Hunter intended to convince Adrian he meant what he said. He rained slaps on Adrian's bottom, concentrated for a while on Adrian's sit spot before he ventured to the lower slopes of Adrian's buttocks. Adrian's voice cracked, and a sob burst free. He flopped over Hunter's lap, crying freely, as Hunter kept slapping his hand down in a steady rhythm.
After another minute, he stopped the spanking and rubbed his hand along Adrian's spine, cataloging the various blooming bruises Adrian carried away from tonight's fall with his bike. When Adrian's sobs changed into hiccups, he helped Adrian straighten up. Only seconds later, Adrian climbed on his lap, hissing as his butt came into contact with Hunter's solid thighs.
'm sorry,” Adrian said unsteadily. “You'd think I'd catch on eventually, but....”
But you like to test the boundaries from time to time,” Hunter said in a mild tone. Adrian's wince told him he got it right. “Yes, I know you're not that keen on riding your bike, and that it's a test.”
“My butt hurts,” Adrian said, sounding small.
Hunter wiped the tears from Adrian's face, then cupped it in his hands, and pressed a gentle kiss on his lips. “Who sets the rules in our home?”
“You do,” Adrian sighed. He leaned against Hunter, all tension drained out of him. A moment later, he added, “Sir.”
Hunter wrapped his arms tightly around Adrian's slender frame. “Ready to talk to me now?”
Adrian nodded and started to talk.


4 comments:

  1. I was sad that the previous story was finished, but I loved this little bit. Will there be more to it?

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    1. Thank you so much, Sylvie! I'm happy to hear you enjoyed "Hope" and this small ficlet too. I'm not sure if there'll be more to this story, to be honest.

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    2. I realized that but one can always hope...

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    3. I'm really happy that you liked it so much. :D

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