Ryden 30 Day Smut Challange (On Hold)

8- Spanking

I hate myself for liking this -noodle

Ryan knew the look on Brendon's face, that smile he gave Jon while they were at the bar. He was flirting, again.

He walked over when Brendon placed his hand on Jon's arm. "Bren, whatca' doing?"

The younger boy had the nerve to look over at Ryan and smirk, then turn back to his conversation with Jon. Muttering something that sounded like thank you.

Slightly confused now Ryan grabbed his boyfriend's arm and pulled him out of the bar. Now Brendon was slightly nervous. Even if he had wanted this it still made fear jump around in him when Ryan was mad at him. It was more of a excited kind of fear but it still made Brendon's knee bounce up and down after Ryan sat in the driver's seat.

The only sign that Ryan wasn't mad enough to hurt Brendon was that the older placed a hand on his knee to still him. Not mad enough to hurt him but mad enough to punish him.

The entire ride home Brendon was on edge, waiting for Ryan to start yelling but it never happened. His teeth didn't unclench and the angry look didn't fade from his face but he didn't yell.

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Once the car pulled into Ryan's driveway the older boy got out, the door slamming behind him. Brendon didn't dare move until Ryan opened his door and grabbed his wrist, almost pulling him out before he got his seat belt off.

The front door slammed behind them and faster than Ryan could finish taking his shoes off, he was rushing up to the bedroom in a angry stomp. Maybe Brendon finally pushed to far and Ryan really was mad enough to hurt him. Finishing slipping his shoes off Brendon obediently followed Ryan, despite being terrified now.

Brendon's heart pounded as he turned the corner into Ryan's bedroom to see the older boy sitting on the bed.

"Ry--"

"I don't wanna hear it. Come here."

Brendon slowly walked over to Ryan, "Ryan, I--"

"Sh, just come here." Ryan said, pointing in front of himself where he wanted Brendon to stand. Ryan was quiet for a moment, "Why did you thank Jon before we left?"

"I didn't--"

"Brendon." He said as a warning, giving the younger a threatening look.

"I told him." He said as of Ryan should know what he meant, as he brought his hands up to hide his face in embarrassment.

"Told him what?" His voice was soft, but Brendon heard the knowing tone hidden in his sudden kindness.

"I- I told him what I wanted you to do to me... that I needed help getting it cause--" Brendon stopped talking right away.

"Cause what Brendon?"

"I was too embarrassed to ask."

"Ask for what?"

"Nothing."

"No.. really, what?" Ryan asked, reaching out to touch Brendon's hip.

"A punishment." Brendon muttered so quietly into his hands, that if he had been any farther Ryan wouldn't have heard him.

"What kind of punishment Bren?" Ryan asked, removing Brendon's hand's from his face but failing as Brendon fought against him.

"You know."

"I want to be sure." And yeah, Ryan knew.

"Spanking." This time it was so quiet and hard to understand, Brendon barely even opened his mouth.