Shit, you thought Larry was bad?

Punishments and Realizations (8)

((Hello there. Ah, general Kenobi. Lmaoo anyway... this chp isn't fully done but I thought I'd still post what I have. Also, just letting you know, I'm like constantly editing and adding shit to chapters I've already posted, I don't know if it tells you when I do... but yeah.

I'm extremely unorganized and all over, so I apologize, but we know it can't get much better with me. As much as I like the idea of making this a real book, it's highly unlikely. As I'm sure you can tell, I kind of just get an idea for a chapter and write it, not so much the in between shit to make them connect, make sense? Probably not. Whatever. Byeee.

((Maybe /definitely\ need to fix this up a little. So it flows smoother ya feel me? Do you feel him, sir? Oh my god enough with the WWE references. Anyway, yeah, pls work on this.))

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What started as a small disagreement, somehow got turned into a full-blown screaming match. Things were taken out of context, and it got blown way out of proportion.

In the middle of a family dinner, Edward and Harry were having a minor disagreement; nothing unusual, but out of the blue they just started yelling at each other. It started over something so insignificant that neither of them can really recall what it was anymore — their argument having strayed well past the initial cause. It was in front of their mum, and even Gemma, too — who had just spent nearly an entire day driving back home to visit for a couple of weeks. Probably the worst time and place for them to have an explosive fight. It all escalated very quickly; playful banter to yelling and screaming, then so far as standing and getting in each other's faces. Which ultimately lead to Harry shockingly slapping Edward right across the face.

The room went awfully quiet after that; both Gemma and Anne bringing their attention to the brothers. Which then leads to now:

Harry is now standing staring at his own hand like it's possessed, unable to move; shocked by his own actions. He fucked up, and he knows he's fucked up.

Edward adjusts his jaw a little and looks at Harry with a raised eyebrow and an unreadable look on his face. Harry may be a gentle little baby, but he sure as fuck knows how to hit. He then, without saying a word, calmly sits back down and starts eating again like the fight never happened.

Gemma and Anne are utterly shocked and growing more confused by the second at the twins continuing, confusing interaction. They each thought about intervening; to help diffuse the situation but figured it best to stay out of it — unless of course, it were to keep escalating. It's not like the boys would have listened to either of them anyway, if they had said something. When those two are in the middle of a fight, there is no separating them. Nobody is more used to these two fighting than Anne and Gemma. They'll just ignore everyone around them and continue on until they resolve it themselves.

"40." Edward states coldly, his eyes not even on Harry anymore, which makes it all the more terrifying somehow. Harry's head whips over from his hand to his brother so fast he almost gets whiplash.

"W-What! No! I-" Harry starts, but gets interrupted.

"No?" He chuckles darkly, "50."

"W-Wait! Edward please! I d-didn't-"

Edward abruptly slams his utensils down with a loud bang, and his cold stare finally snaps back up to his boyfriend. "Harry, so help me god, if you speak one more word or try to argue with me again, you really won't like what's coming to you. Now sit back down."

Harry recognizes Edward's tone immediately and chokes back a whine. That is the tone of voice he uses only when he is in full dominant mode — when Harry is getting punished or they are deep into playing; it's his daddy voice. Chills run down the submissive boy's spine. He shuts up immediately and complies. As he sits down — unable to help himself — he slips into full submissive mode; head hung low with his gaze cast down and his hands placed face up in his lap under the table. His head is already getting a little hazy. He can't help it, honestly — Edward's voice has crazy effects on him.