[FrankFly]

The Wesker brothers sat next to each other on the puffy black sofa, although for Leon, the older of the two at 17, the regularly comfy couch was quite difficult to sit on. The older boy's blue jeans and underpants were both in a heap around his ankles, and his bare, red bottom was being uncomfortably pressed against the cushion on which he sat. Looming over them stood the tall, imposing figure of there father, his arms crossed and his tone stern and intimidating.

“For this, young man, you will be losing almost all of your privileges around this house!” Mr. Wesker informed the elder of the two sons. He was referring to a party that had been thrown within the walls of his house, an event that Leo had hosted.

“Come on, dad...” Leon sniffed, looking up at his father. “Y-you already spanked me for it... Isn't that enough?” Indeed, Leon's backside was painted a soft, red color, accented with many hand prints of a darker red shade.

“No, it is not! You've betrayed my trust, and now I can't even rely on you to behave when your mother and I are gone! And that's where you come in, Aaron,” the father's attention turned towards the younger boy. “From here on out, you are going to be in charge of the household when I am gone, since Leo cannot be trusted to do so. Do you understand?”

Leon just sniffed at the unfairness of it all. Wasn't a punishment as cruel and embarrassing as a spanking enough?