(*snickers* And thats okie. X3)

Axl sniffled as his dad picked up the brush. He almost gave a sob when he felt the cold wood being rubbed against his hot butt cheeks. He listened as his dad said that it was okay, and that they were almost done. "D-Daddy..." He whimpered, and squealed as his dad slapped the brush across his under curve. "Owwww! Pleeeeaaaseee!" He wailed.

( lol so does Khael and meanie head! )

Dean steeled himself to his son's whimpers and delivered the first smack with the brush, the man wincing and feeling like a jerk when he heard his pained cry in response to that, "I'm sorry baby..." he then broke into a fast, flurry of spanks all over Axl's bottom, thighs and under curves, not stopping until his son was sobbing.

(Your face is a meanie head.)

He heard his dad apologize for doing this to him. He understood that he deserved it, though. But he also knew that this wouldn't stop until he was crying. And at the next flurry of firm swats, it was easy for him to begin sobbing wholeheartedly, kicking his long bowlegs, wriggling his hips and crying heavily into his bed, pleading for his Daddy to stop.

( *swats you hard* )

Eventually, Dean did stop and he put the brush aside before then gently and carefully lifting his poor, sore baby into his arms, "Shhh, shhhh..." he soothed him, "Daddy's got you, Daddy's here." he held him close and rubbed his back, kissing his head all over and feeling like an ass hole.

(Owwwww!! :c)

Axl clung onto his daddy tightly as he was finally allowed up, off of his knee and into his arms. He sniffled, wrapping his arms tightly around his Daddy, hugging him. He whimpered into his shoulder, letting his dad rub his back and kissing his head. He reached a hand down and shuddered, rubbing his sore cheeks. "'m... 'm s-sorry, Daddy..." He said, voice flighty.

( Haha! XD and I finished all the characters, but gotta do bg, it won't be done tonight tho )

Dean held his baby boy close and stroked his hair gently, soothing him the best he could. "Shh baby I know y'are." he answered when he said he was sorry, and he really did know that his son was sorry. "I just don't want anything to happen to ya..." he told him and kissed his head.