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Gabriel/Lúcio – daddy Gabriel; baby boy Lúcio; spanking – Lúcio is playing against the rules and Gabriel has to punish him.

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They’re all having fun. Of course they are – it’s after a mission, they are having booze, and Lúcio is crawling from lap to lap, letting everybody that wants (and bullying those into it that don’t want to) feel up his tight little ass and reach around to cup his meager little tits beneath his top.

Gabriel is sitting in the corner, trying not to look too murderous. He smiles blandly whenever someone looks in his direction, but he feels like the anger brewing in him is radiating outwards in tangible waves. People are starting to give him a berth, so he is free to sit and stew on the sight of the others putting their hands all over his boy.

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Lúcio is smiling all bright and happy, purring a cute Daddy because he knows he’s angered him and it usually makes Gabriel give in and coo at him. This time, however, it does not work.

Lúcio’s smile vanishes around the same time that Gabriel grabs his thi wrist and yanks him across his lap.

“Daddy?” he says again, alarmed now, hands bracing against the floor, trying to push himself away and only managing to angle his ass farther up. He couldn’t look more delicious if he tried.

Gabriel can feel the vein at his forehead swelling.

“You’re a whore, aren’t you?” he growls, fingers tugging and playing with the band of his loose pants. Lúcio squirms. Gabriel thinks he has to be too smart to try and play dumb now, but just as he finishes the thought, his boy pipes up with a calculated little lilt in his voice: “What do you mean, Daddy?”

“Don’t you try and pull that shit on me,” Gabriel hisses, fingers now tugging Lúcio’s pants down to sit beneath the gently jiggling swell of his ass.

Gabriel’s belly goes molten and excited at the sight; the realization that Lúcio has been playing with the guys without any underwear on. They must have felt it, too, as they felt up this little whore.

Lúcio whines, but he does not speak up further. He knows exactly how to push Gabriel’s buttons. It is as infuriating as it is hot.

Gabriel’s hand comes down against Lúcio’s ass, the wide palm causing a resounding crack against the generous meat of the kid’s behind. Lúcio cries out, somewhat alarmed; like he hadn’t thought Gabriel would actually go through with it.

He makes as if to squirm away, but Gabriel’s free arm comes down around his hips, pinning him down like a butterfly. Making sure he can’t get away from his punishment this time.

“Daddy!” Lúcio whines after another harsh slap. His voice sounds rough – like he’s close to tears already. “Daddy please!”

Gabriel’s palm comes down against his ass again. He pauses, palm cupping the skin,  feeling how hot Lúcio’s little bottom is already. His thumb slowly drags against the sensitive curve.

“Do you know what you did wrong?” he murmurs. Lúcio doesn’t answer immediately. His voice sounds rough and thick when he finally gives a sullen “Yes.”

Gabriel snorts, his hand coming down in another harsh slap, having Lúcio cry out this time.

“And what, pray tell, did you do wrong?”

He can see the tips of Lúcio’s ears getting warm with a hot flush. The boy squirms again, but this time not to get away. He might not like the process of getting his bottom all hot and bothered, but he does very much enjoy the attention of it all.

It needs another two slaps before his boy starts singing like a little bird.

“I was being slutty in front of Daddy.”

Gabriel feels excitement frizzle through him. He should make his boy admit more often that he’s being a goddamn hussy – he’s never realized just how hot it is hearing it from him.

“And?” he rasps, voice gone an octave deeper. His hand is on Lúcio’s ass. Spreading one of the cheeks to the side, thumb pressing dry and otherwise motionless against the warm little clench of his hole.

“A-and Daddy told me not to… And… And I’m sorry,” Lúcio says breathlessly, suddenly a sweetly behaving kitten as he feels something against his delicious little hole. He carefully angles his hips up. Showing off.

Gabriel smiles. He can never be mad for too long.