Spanking one shots

David and Henry

Show: once upon a time
Watch: Disney+
This is my own little world where they all live together and Neal is alive living with Rumple and Belle.

David's PoV

Emma storms in the apartment, holding Henry by his ear.

"You're grounded to say the least." She barks at him and he rolls his eyes.

I look at Snow and she shakes her head, telling me not to get in the middle of it.

"I'll just go to my Mom's." He shrugs and as he turns to leave, Emma grabs his bicep and slaps his backside.

"Get upstairs to your room, now." She orders and he slaps her.

I take a second to process that my grandson just slapped my daughter with an open palm across the face, hard enough to leave a red mark forming almost instantly.

Emma stands in shock as I jump up and grab my 14 year old grandson's bicep.

"Now you're in trouble with me, young man." I say darkly and Henry rolls his eyes.

"Dad I got it." Emma announces and I shake my head.

"Nope. I don't trust him alone with you right now." I tell her and as she goes to say something I turn to Henry, "Apologize. Now."

"She's being a bitch!"

"How about we all calm down?" Snow tries and I shake my head.

I prop my leg up on the coffee table and pull Henry over my raised knee.

"Emma. Hand me your belt." I order and she sighs but takes off her belt, passing it over to me.

"Let go of me!" Henry screams and I swing the belt onto his backside.

He hisses in pain as I land two more licks before pulling him down.

"Now you're going to apologize to your Mother and then you're gonna bend over the...." I look around for a moment, "The table. Snow can you move a chair?"

"Mom, Im sorry you're being a bitch." He spits and Emma grabs his arm.

She holds on tight as he struggles against her grasp but she manages to pin him over her knee and trap him.

She hooks her fingers in the waistband of his jeans but stops, "You're only saving grace is that my mothers in here."

"Let me up!" He pleads and all attitude leaves.

"Emma don't rough him up too much, I want a turn with him." I tell my daughter and she nods.

She grabs Snow's sandal from off the coffee table and holds it against his butt before raising and slamming it down.

Snow grabs my arm and leads me out the room.

"You shouldn't have stepped in." She growls and I roll my eyes.

"He hit his mother, our daughter. She was our daughter before she was ever his mom. You're telling me that if Emma would have slapped you if we were never cursed, you wouldn't haven't let me step in?"

Snow sighs and shakes her head before walking upstairs.

"Dad!" Emma calls and I walk back in the room.

Henry's openly crying and holding his backside when I walk in.

"Please don't." He pleads as he backs into Emma.

"No no, you were grown and didn't need me a moment ago. Don't come for my protection now." Emma spits and I turn my glare to her.

I walk over and rest my hand on her shoulder, leaning by her ear, "You're never too old to be spanked by your parents, Emma. I heavily suggest you apologize for that comment."