Alberich couldn't help himself from laughing a bit at Nikias' exclamation that he was no to defile him. The way this angel spoke was so amusing to him. He didn't seem to be capable of swearing or saying anything obscene, even when in this situation.
"What am I doing?" He replied, clearly taunting Nikias' rather obvious question. His hand moved downwards and landed another swat onto the exposed pale skin, this time a little firmer and on the opposite cheek. Then another, on the first one he'd slapped. A little firmer still. He was trying to gage how much the angel could take. He didn't want to push him to his limit, but he did want to stop him from struggling while he took him to his house, and a firm spanking might just make him pliant for at least the length of the journey.
"I suppose someone living in the luxury of Heaven wouldn't have any reason to be spanked," he teased, another swat landing. "But I have you now, and if you don't start to do as I say, then I promise that you will soon be very accustomed to it."
There were other ways he could make Nikias obey him, he thought, but as he had decided, he didn't want to damage his prize. He had went to the trouble of getting him, and he wanted to show him off in pristine condition. Making his bottom a little red was hardly spoiling it.
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