The Prince of Mystic Falls

3. Gametime

Pairing: Klaus/Jeremy-moderate, paddle, mouth-soaping, corner, bedtime spanking

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The next week passed in a blur for Jeremy. He and Klaus began to paint together every day. They had lunch on the deck, served by Nicole. Jeremy met the other servants, there was a butler and a gardener. There was also a man who did maintenance named Raul. Supplies had to be shipped into the little island. Jeremy thought that if he had any chance of escaping, it would have to be on that boat.

In the evenings, Klaus was teaching Jeremy to play chess. He would also share his love of books with Jeremy. Jeremy liked the horror stories and finished several in one sitting. Klaus promised to get a letter to Elena, if he wrote one. Jeremy started to write a hundred times, but couldn't finish the letter.

"Klaus, have you ever done sculpture?" Jeremy asked him one afternoon. Raul offered to teach him how to weld if they got the supplies. Jeremy had sketched out a couple of designs for large pieces.

"When I was a boy, I stole my father's knife to carve little figures for my siblings. Wolves, bears, deer, things like that," Klaus mused.

"Did you father catch you?" Jeremy asked fascinated. He had never had to steal a thing. His parents had provided for his every want.

"No, but he assumed I stole it anyway. I got a terrible beating for that one. My sister had to thrown herself in front of me to stop him from killing me," Klaus said lost for a moment in the painful memory.

"I'm sorry to bring up stuff like that," Jeremy said regretting asking more about the story.

"No, it was worth it. Father never found the knife. He knew I had taken it, but he could never prove it. It drove him mad," Klaus shared.

"Why did he hate you?" Jeremy ventured. The story really didn't make sense to him.

"I never knew. Truly. I am not sure he even knew," Klaus shared.

"Will you teach me how to whittle like that? I mean, sometime?" Jeremy asked.

"Of course. Now, let's clean our brushes, it's almost time for dinner," Klaus said happily.

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Another thing Jeremy was learning was how to fish. One day, after they had catch a few off of the deck. Jeremy actually realized the mansion was on the bay. Nicole asked him to clean the catches. Jeremy said he would and then went to shower and forgot.

"Mr. Jeremy, I asked you to clean the fish and then you left them and never did it!" Nicole exclaimed later that night.

"Oh, Nicole, I meant to do it. I just forgot," Jeremy said with attitude.

"Well, the fish were spoiled in the heat. Next time, do not forget, eh?" Nicole scolded.

"Jesus Christ. Big fuckin' deal. Forget it. You're the maid here, not me!" Jeremy sputtered under his breath.

Nicole froze and turned to glare at him.

"What? Are you going to tell my 'dad' that I got smart with you again? Go ahead," Jeremy smirked.

Klaus had warned him to treat the staff with respect. Jeremy's parents had always wanted he and Elena to focus on their studies. They had no chores or responsibilities around the house.

Nicole nodded and said, "Yes, Mr. Jeremy, I will tell him then, if that is your orders."

Jeremy went down to the game room to play darts and some pinball. He felt a twinge of guilt every now and then about Nicole. She had been nothing but good to him since he got here. His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of someone coming down the stairs.