Becoming Apart of Them

2

The air was thick with tension and I couldn't figure out why.
"Layne, make sure you check in with your parents to let them know you're alright." Peyton said breaking the awkward silence as he glanced at me through the rear view mirror.
"They won't care." I said before I could stop myself.

Shit.

Peyton raised a questioning eyebrow but didn't say anything.

I watched in awe as we pulled into the driveway of a private condo and Peyton parked.
I quietly got my backpack and opened the car door following them inside.

"You can wait in here love." Peyton hummed.
I turned around to see the spot he was suggesting but instead I saw him gripping the back of Lukas's neck who looked as if he would die of embarrassment.

I looked to where Peyton was pointing and saw it was the living room. I nodded quickly and followed his gesture and took a seat on the couch.

"Now as for you." He growled in Lukas's ear-
"Kitchen. NOW." He let go of Lukas who waisted no time hanging his backpack up and going into the kitchen.

Peyton closed the two doors that lead to the kitchen as he started in on Lukas.
"First you leave and you've done nothing I've asked of you. THEN you bring company home knowing today is our day." Peyton spat at Lukas.
"I- I texted you daddy! I swear! You told me no matter what school comes first! I'm trying to do that! I never wanted to go in the first place!" Lukas whined back.

Daddy...?

"YOU KNEW." Peyton yelled.
I flinched as Peyton continued -
"You know what. Strip."

"Da- Daddy wait no.. he's out there! He'll hear me and everyone at school is going to know!" Lukas pleaded.

"Know what? That your boyfriend disciplines you? Good."

Boyfriend? Discipline?

"Bend over the counter." I heard Peyton instruct.
I felt my body start to get hot with anticipation, I stood up and quietly walked towards the second door which wasn't closed all the way.

A crack is all I need.

My hands flew over my mouth to hide the gasp I was holding in at the sight in-front of me.
Peyton had Lukas Naked, bent over the kitchen counter with his legs spread.

"Fucking count."

I couldn't take my eyes off the scene infront of me.
I watched as Peyton went and grabbed what looked like a wooden spoon and rubbed it on Lukas's ass before he pulled it away and hit him.
"Ah! O-one" Lukas half moaned half whispered out.
I watched as the spoon came down nine more times.
"TEN! Daddy! Fuck!" Lukas was full blown crying and moaning at the pain.

I couldn't tell if he hated it or if he was turned on.

"That's it baby boy... that's it. Shh." I watched as Peyton pulled Lukas into his arms rubbing his back, calming him down.

I quickly went back to my seat, pulled my phone out and plugged my headphones in. I felt bad for witnessing such an affectionate private moment, not to mention I was hard as a rock.

I pretended I didn't hear the door open or them walk up until they were infront of me.

"You two are more than welcomed to go up to the study, or the room. Use anything in the house you need. I'll be next door okay?" He said more to Lukas than me.
Lukas nodded, his face and shoulders were red as hell.

Mine would be too if I had gotten paddled by my insanely hot boyfriend for not telling him my plans ahead of time.

His hair was completely down, I watched in awe as Peyton quickly pulled it back up into the messy yet somehow still perfect bun it was in before.

"Behave. Or else." Peyton said eyeing us both, when he looked at me he had a knowing look on his face.

He knows I saw..

Lukas threw himself into Peyton and hugged him,  I watched as Peyton returned the hug and gave him a few kisses before he walked out the door.

"W-we um. Can go upstairs."

I nodded and grabbed my backpack as Lukas did the same and followed him upstairs.

I wonder how it felt...