Like a brat out of hell { Mavrickthemutt

[KingCrowley]

Eve's dull green eyes lit up a little when Castiel praised her answers. She had grown to like praise as it made her feel like she was doing something right. If she accomplished something in the lab, then she would just receive a simple nod from the assistants and head professor. Eve didn't mind her grammar being corrected as she liked to learn and she showed a keen attitude to taking new information on board. The twelve year old nodded when Cas told her that her actions would be forgiven once her punishment was over.

"Okay." she answered softly and whimpered a bit when Castiel moved her to lay across his lap. She always felt so small there. The young girl nodded when Castiel asked if she knew what she'd done was wrong, and then asked if she would repeat this. "Repeat----do again?" she asked, she couldn't remember if that was what it meant. When her caretaker nodded, she nodded too.

"Won't repeat." she promised. "Stick---to agreement. Only quarter of the bag." she said, though her voice was shaky and not at all confident. She hoped she wasn't disappointing her caretaker with her poor English.

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Crowley showed his puppy how to properly eat with a knife and fork, and rose an eyebrow when the stubborn pup told him that he'd always eaten like that. "Yes. When you were a puppy that was acceptable." he answered firmly. "Now you are a human, and dining with not only the King of Hell, but your Father and master. You will eat in an acceptable manner." Crowley had come from the 1600's and back then you couldn't be sloppy when eating, you had to always keep up appearances if you wanted to be deemed respectable. Crowley watched through eager amber eyes as the boy tried picking up the cutlery---but his brow furrowed when the mutt huffed and put them down again.

"Carson. Don't test Daddy's patience lad." Crowley warned sternly. "Use your fork to take out the beef from your stew, and then place it into your mouth." The King instructed his mutt, and he watched and waited to see if little Carson would obey. He brought the glass of wine up to his lips and took a pensive sip, never taking his eyes off of his naughty puppy.

"Carson." Crowley warned again when his puppy didn't make a move to pick up the cutlery.

[Mavrick the mutt]

“It will be ok Eve.” The man said when he heard the small child whimper as she was moved to lay across his lap. Once she was in position the man then asked if she understood why she was in trouble then continued when she gave a nod and proceeded to ask if she would repeat the naughty thing she’d done which was breaking their agreement. Castiel then nodded at her question when she asked if repeat meant ‘to do’ “that is correct, very good.” He said before she promised that she wouldn’t repeat what she’d done and instead stick to their agreement which was only a quarter of the bag a day. “Good, to much sweets could give you a tummy ache.” He said then gently patted her back to try and help calm her worries and to let her know that she wasn’t disappointing him with her English skills because she was still only learning and it was completely natural to make mistakes. Everybody does at first.

“I am going to begin your punishment now Eve, are you ready?” He asked and watched as she gave a hesitant little nod, after all nobody ever wanted to be punished. Castiel raised his large hand up and after a moment brought back down across the center of her little pants landing the first of her fifteen smacks. “I want you to understand Eve...”He said landing a second just below the first “...that I do this not because I am angry...” a third now striking her undercurves “...but because I care for you and want to ensure...” a fourth smack now on her upper thighs “...that you are healthy as well as safe.” He said as he spanked her just hard enough to where she would feel it but not hard enough to do any harm to her little bottom because he is an angle and though the child is a cambion his angle strength could still hurt her if he was not careful.

Spank after spank landed across her little upturned rear while each spank landed in a different area.

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Carson stubbornly looked away from the man when Crowley told him that eating like that had only been acceptable when he was a puppy but because that he was now human it meant that he had to eat like one. The man then told him that he was not only eating with the King but also his Father as well Master which only annoyed the stubborn pup further. Though he was pouting, Carson looked at his cutlery then began picking it up only to give an agitated huff and put them down again. He didn’t want to use the stupid utensils! He wanted to eat the way he’d always eaten wether he was human or not! “....Don’t wanna.” He mumbled unhappily as he crossed his arms just glaring at his reflection in the stainless steel bowl.

“Don’t wanna use’em, Don’t like.” He argued though kept his glare aimed at his own reflection making no moves to use the utensils despite his warning not to test his daddy’s patience, he was then told to pick up his fork and use it to get the beef out and put it in his mouth. But still, the naughty boy made no move to obey his daddy’s wishes. He could feel the man’s amber eyes watching and waiting for him to do as he’d been told but it just didn’t seem like that was going to happen at all.

The pup then gave an agitated little growl and knocked his cutlery off the table and onto the ground before crossing his arms again with a huff after his master had said his name again with as a warning to obey. “No!” He snapped before slumping down in his chair irritated

[KingCrowley]

Eve trusted by now that her caretaker would not hurt her beyond a sore bottom, though at first when he'd tried to spank her, she'd bitten him and scratched him and worked herself up so much that she ended up being sick. Castiel was patient with her though and eventually they worked through their first hiccups. Eve had been living with Castiel for about three months now, and she was coming to learn that not everyone was cold and hard like the people she'd known in the lab. Some were nice, good and gentle---like Castiel.

"Y-Yes," the young girl answered when Castiel asked if she was ready and then he brought down the first smack, which made Eve yelp and suck in a harsh breath. His spanks were hard and she always felt them, she usually ended up crying by the end of her spanking too. More and more smacks fell and Eve listened to Castiel's gentle words, knowing that she was being smacked because she had put her health at risk (to a degree) and she knew that was not allowed.

There were some ground rules established between the two of them when Castiel first took her in, and those were:

Never leave the cabin - especially during the day.
Keep all doors locked and all curtains closed.
Do not use your powers without permission.
Be obedient and respectful
Don't put your life, safety or health at risk.

"OW!" A particularly hard spank caught the girl off guard and she felt the tears pool in her green eyes, "C-Castiel---sorry!" she whimpered.

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Crowley's eyebrow shot up when Carson actually flung his cutlery off of the table and it landed on the floor with a loud clatter. The King was not happy. His brow furrowed into a deep frown and he stood up from his chair and leaned close to the boy's face, his own was the epitome of pissed. "Big mistake there lad." he hissed, his tone low and a low growl rumbled in his throat---much like a grown hell hound's would. Daddy hound was not to be messed with, and when you got that look and tone---you KNEW you were in for it.

The King reached out and roughly took a hold of Carson's collar, and pulled him up to his feet. Crowley then sat back down in his chair and quickly pulled his naughty puppy right over his lap. Crowley kept the mutt in place with a hand on his back, and the other reached down to yank Carson's jeans and underwear down, completely exposing his pale little behind.

SMACK!

"Who the bloody hell do you think you are?!" the King growled.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! His had danced from cheek to cheek, leaving a horrible painful sting in it's wake.

"BAD boy, bad, bad, bad boy!"

[Mavrick the mutt]

Castiel’d had one heck of a challenge the first time he’d tried to spank the the girl which resulted in him being bitten and scratched as she tried to get away from him, it was quite obvious that Eve had gone though some horrible things and it made Castiel angry to see a child in such a panicked state. Especially if they got worked up to the point of being sick, after that he decided not to jump right into the spanking and instead work on getting her both cleaned up and calmed down which took a bit of patience though for Eve, his patience would never run out and eventually he got her to trust that he would never hurt her (past a sore rear) or let anybody else hurt her, after that Castiel had laid down simple ground rules in order to ensure her safety at all times, even if it did mean she wasn’t allowed out past the porch unless Cas was there to watch her.

One by one the fifteen spanks rained down with gentle yet stern words following close behind as he explained to her that he’d made the rules for a reason, especially the one about her health because he didn’t want Eve getting sick even if he could use his grace to heal her.

“I know Eve, it’s ok almost done.” He said heading the girl whimper that she was sorry while the tears pooled to her eyes. She only had five spanks left and Castiel decided to spread them out across her undercurves and upper thighs landing three on the left, right, and center of her the tender sitspots then then the last two across her left and right upper thighs, then it was over. “Alright Eve, It is finished and you are forgiven.” He told her as he gently lifted her to sit on his lap as she calmed down, after all he’d never leave without making sure she’d stopped crying and had calmed down.

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Carson’s expression stayed in a fixed unhappy pout stubbornly after knocking his cutlery off the table....that is of course until he heard the man’s chair slide back and was very quietly looking face to face with his clearly very pissed off and unhappy daddy, he’d undoubtedly pushed the man’s patience past their limits this time. The pup was now completely regretting the little tantrum he’d just had, especially when he was told that what he’d just done was a big mistake which was soon followed by a low growl emitting from his masters throat like that of a full grown hound, once that happened there was no getting out trouble with daddy, not before being made a very sorry and sore little boy first that is.

Carson gave a scared little whimper as his collar was roughly grabbed before being pulled to stand up, he knew exactly where this was going and he didn’t like it one bit, but he knew better than to fight against his daddy. Especially when he was already mad at him and the pup very quickly found himself laying across his daddy’s lap being held in place as the man made quick work of baring his naughty little ass. “N-nooo, I’s sorry daddy, be good!” He whimpered while squirming a little despite it being completely pointless.

“Owie!” He yelped as the first smack landed which was followed by the man demanding to know just who the hell the pup thought he was, though he didn’t think he was supposed to answer because soon after more painful swats landed causing the lad to yelp and whimper while his daddy told him that he’d been a bad, bad boy, and he knew it was true because he didn’t listen like he knows he supposed to.

[KingCrowley]

Eventually her spanking came to an end and Eve felt the tears run down her young, freckled face. It had hurt and she knew not to do that again because she enjoyed sitting down without discomfort. The girl wiped her sore, teary eyes and then looked up into Castiel's calm blue ones as he righted her on his lap. They never cuddled but Castiel had gently wiped her tears away from time to time, and Eve liked the small act of affection, it was the only one she'd known, that and the occasional pat on the back or shoulder. She liked those too---gentle touches that made her feel safe and secure.

"C-Clean slate?" she asked, since Castiel had told her that the very first time he spanked her. She understood it meant that this was over now, and she was no longer in trouble for that incident. After a while, the girl stood and rubbed her burning behind through her shabby looking jeans---Castiel didn't have the best dress sense and he'd had to borrow some of Dean's old clothes from Bobby---which made Eve look even more like a boy. It was only really her long eyelashes and sugary sweet voice that was feminine about her---appearance wise anyway.

She'd never seen other girls---or other children. She didn't know how she was supposed to look. Eve watched as Castiel routinely laid down salt and wards against---something, she didn't know what and then he turned and told her he was going to see the Winchesters. She didn't know who the Winchesters were, but he talked about them a lot.

"Okay. Back--soon?" she questioned.

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When Crowley's limits were pushed it never ended well for anyone. Crowley had little patience and an explosive temper which was well known down in the Kingdom of Hell. He was strict and he punished for minor offenses like sneezing while he was talking, or stuttering an explanation. The King was ruthless and cruel---but he had a soft spot for his pups, especially Carson. So rather than sending him off for an hours session in the torture studio---he decided to punish him the way a Father would punish a son---with corporal punishment.

"Bit late for that." The Demon spat when Carson wailed that he would be good. Crowley had no problem punishing that which he was fond of---and punishing Carson didn't break his heart in a way that he couldn't do it, he was able to steel his feelings toward the situation and go ahead with the task at hand. Carson's naughty bottom would never receive a reprieve.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

Carson's bottom wiggled and jiggled under his punishing palm, turning from moon pale to blushing pink. For now, Crowley left his puppy's thighs unpunished, but he would certainly not enjoy that luxury for too long.

"Why is Daddy angry with you?" he asked.

[Mavrick the mutt]

Once Eve had been righted to sit on his lap Castiel gently wiped at her tears using the sleeve of his trench coat and let her take her time in calming herself before she asked if she had a clean slate. “Yes Eve, clean slate.” He promised with a small nod since that was the word often used to assure her that she was no longer in trouble for whatever she’d done and had been forgiven, after a while once she’d calmed down he watched as the child slid off his lap then rubbed her sore little bottom through a pair of Dean old shabby jeans he’d gotten from Bobby’s along with a couple shirts she could wear, some of course being a few flannels because it seemed to be all the Winchester’s owned at times. Regardless of how she looked, Cas couldn’t help but be a bit fond of the girl, especially with the way she slightly tilts her head when she doesn’t understand something. It was.....cute.

“Ok, I’m going to see the Winchester’s now. Remember to keep the doors and windows locked and don’t touch the salt lines or warding.” He said as he made the child a sandwich and poured her a cup of juice before getting ready to leave as he set it on the table. “Yes, I will be back soon. I promise, then we can read Jonah and whale. And if you need me just pray my name.” He said giving her a gentle pat on the shoulder and then he was gone leaving her on her own once again.

Maybe Cas should get Eve some toys and coloring books that way she has something to do while he’s away for so long.

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Carson hated getting spankings, he’d much rather sit in his kennel for an hour but then naughty boy had brought this punishment upon himself by not listening Crowley and throwing a fit which resulted in him smacking his silverware off the table, and to think he’d just gotten out of trouble about twenty minutes ago. Despite knowing that it was beyond pointless at this time the pup still tried to get out of his spanking by promising to be a good boy but was told it was to late for apologies now, especially since he was already being spanked which drew yelps and whimpers from the lads lips which each swat that landed causing him to squirm a bit from the stingy pain building up.

“Owie, Ow, *whimper*, Ow! Daddy!, owww!, *whine*, owwww!” The naughty boy yelped as more spanks danced across his little bit which had changed to a blushing pink now, thankfully the man had left his thighs untouched but that never lasted long for the poor boy as those were his more tender spank spots and he hated it.

“C-cause bad! D-didn’t listen t-to daddy.” He answered sounding a little miserable in his current position across the man’s lap getting his little ass tanned. “.....k-knows better than n-not listen.” He added with a whimper as he kicked his legs a little, he didn’t like it when the man was mad at him because he’d much rather be sitting in his lap than laying face down across it being punished like a naughty puppy.

[KingCrowley]

"Won't touch." Eve promised when Castiel warned her not to touch the salt lines or wardings. She didn't know what they were for but she didn't question it, she assumed it was because he was an Angel and it was something Angels did. She understood it kept her safe, but while she assumed it was from the bad men at the lab, it was actually from Demons and other Angels. This cabin protected her, if she left it's protection then she would be in immediate danger.

Eve looked at the sandwich and juice and softly smiled. "Thank you." she decided to stand and eat her sandwich because sitting would be too uncomfortable. Eve never liked it when Castiel left her alone, but she knew he would be back because he always came back. The girl laid down on her stomach on the floor and went through her book of numbers like she had been instructed.

"F-Four---" she traced the shape of the number with her finger and then used a pencil to try and copy it on her paper, it came out more squiggly than she'd like. "Not good enough." she sighed, screwing the paper up, which Castiel had told her not to do because it was all part of practice.

"I found you!"

"Haha I made it easy for you!"

Eve's head snapped up and she frowned. Voices? They sounded like----kids! The girl excitedly got to her feet and hurried to the window. Her fingers hesitated on the pull cord for a moment, remembering her guardian's rules---but then she pulled it and stared out. There were two young girls, about her age, laughing and giggling behind trees. Eve had never seen another girl before, and she was extremely curious. She went against her better judgement and hurried to the door, crossing the salt line and throwing the door open. She liked it outside, the autumn colours were so pretty in the setting sun. Eve stepped cautiously onto the porch and took a deep breath. This was the first time she'd been out alone.

Eve walked quickly off after the two giggling girls, and hid behind a tree, observing them from a distance. They were both pretty, with long flowing blonde hair and pretty dresses. Eve felt her very short hair and looked down at her shabby clothes---feeling somewhat ashamed. Feeling different. "P-Pretty." she whispered to herself. She wanted to be pretty too...

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As Castiel arrived at Bobby's place, he would find himself standing in the living room---during one of the Winchesters double spankings. Sammy was stood in the corner, red ass on display and his hands on his head. Dean was draped over the older hunter's lap and holding back tears as Bobby proceeded to wallop his backside with what looked like a strap.

"I almost lost you damn idjits!" Bobby growled. "Why are you kids so eager to throw yerselves down the pit?!" he continued strapping Dean's hide and then stopped. Neither of them had noticed Castiel appear, as he was stood against the back wall, quietly observing the scene. Bobby wiped at his damp eyes and then pulled Dean up into his arms, hugging him tight, and the younger hunter returned the hug, both of them just holding one another as Dean sobbed out his apologies.

That was when Dean noticed Castiel, "C-Cas!" he squeaked and blushed. "Damn it Cas, call first!"

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Crowley knew full well how much a spanking hurt, as he'd been smacked by his Mother growing up a few times---and he enjoyed the occasional rough spanking from whichever hussy had been available at the present time. The King's rough, calloused hand continued smacking away at the boy's naughty bare rump and then he paused to ask the puppy what he'd done to make him so mad. There was no sugar coating with Crowley around. It wasn't 'I'm disappointed' it was downright 'I'm pissed at you!' and the King wasn't against rough man handling either. He wasn't a gentle soul but he wasn't heartless either.

He wouldn't beat Carson like he'd beaten his Gavin. However he was working on building up a relationship with the kid without physical violence. Crowley had come to learn that being a Father was a privilege and not a right. Carson and Gavin would receive a Father they needed. Right now though, Carson was his primary concern as he needed a lot of guidance, whereas Gavin was livin on his own and earning his own income.

"Yes you do." The King agreed when Carson said he knew better than not to listen. "And you know better not to throw silly little tantrums like a baby." he added and then gave him the first smack across his sensitive under curves. His anger was slowly dissolving as the spanking went on and on. Poor Carson wouldn't be sitting comfortably for the rest of lunch. "Now, ask your King to punish you for your naughtiness." he ordered.

[Mavrick the mutt]

Once Castiel had made the girl lunch he put down the warding and gave her a run through of the routine he gave her every time before leaving which was to stay inside, leave the doors and windows locked, and don’t touch the salt lines or warding and of course don’t do anything dangerous but that one was sort of a given. Then he was gone leaving Eve to her own devices until he returned as he appeared in Bobby’s house where he was met with Sam standing in the corner with his hands resting on his head while his thoroughly punished red ass sat on display before looking over to where he saw Dean draped across the old hunters lap getting a spanking of his own with what the Angle assumed was a strap of some sort used for punishment. It seemed like none of the men noticed the angle standing by the back wall though they often never did until he said something or one of them jump at his sudden presence when they do finally see him.

While this was going on the Guardian has no idea what Eve was up to or that she’d already broken many rules such as breaking the salt line by opening the door (two rules broken) and going outside on her own past the porch where she was put in immediate danger (another two rules), Castiel definitely would not be happy once he comes home, though that wouldn’t be for a few hours. Because nobody had been around that cabin for who knows how long the man deemed it as the perfect place to keep Eve safe from any harm, but what he hadn’t plan on was for a couple of kids showing up randomly.

As the Angle stood there observing the punishment quietly he witnessed something that confused him slightly, when Bobby was finished spanking Dean he pulled him up into his arms and.....hugged him? Is that something that’s supposed to happen after a punishment is given? Puzzled, the angle looked at his own arms before quietly making the hugging motion as Dean sobbed out his apologies to the older hunter before finally being spotted which was when he heard his name come out in more of an embarrassed squeak rather than the started and grumpy tone the man usually used. “Yes?” He said tilting his head a little as his dropped his arms back down to his sides, then came that grumpy tone he was used to as Dean gave him the same ‘Dammit Cas call first speech’.

“Apologies Dean.” He said then turned his attention back to Bobby and tilted his head again slightly with a puzzled expression still trying to figure out the hug.

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Carson had never gotten the ‘Im disappointed in you’ speech from Crowley as it was always either ‘I’m ‘angry’, ‘furious’, or ‘pissed off at you’ followed by some form of punishment wether it be kennel time, a spanking, or both if he was deemed especially naughty by his daddy. One thing was always for sure though and it was that during his punishment Crowley made sure Carson knew what he’d done was naughty by spanking and lecturing him, and by the time it was over his pup would be a very sorry little boy for being bad making him angry.

After the first little round of spanks where over his punishment was paused, but so the King could ask the boy what he’d done to make him so angry and get a clear answer as the lad told him it was because he’d been bad and didn’t listen to him and added that he knew better then to disobey, Carson was even given warnings before hand not to disobey. The younger male then listened as Crowley pointed out that he knew better then to throw little tantrums to which he gave a nod before a sharp and stingy slap landed across his sensitive undercurves, “Owww!” He whined reaching his hand back as little tears started to feel his eyes before the man ordered him to ask his King to punish him for his naughtiness, which it self was a rather big word and probably trip the lad up a bit at first.

No matter how much he didn’t want to he knew better then to push his luck any further. “P-please....punish me f-for my....n-n-nau....n-nati.....” he started though began to get worked up and frustrated with his inability to say the word despite multiple attempts “...c-can’t say it!”
He cried before mumbling “s-st-stupid.” talking about himself since that’s what he’d heard others call him from time to time when he couldn’t do something that seemed simple

[KingCrowley]

Eve stayed crouched behind the tree, watching the two girls play. They looked happy, they looked lie they didn't have a care in the world---that they had never known the pain she had. She felt her heart ache a little bit and she blinked back tears. Is this the life she was supposed to have? Was she supposed to be pretty---was she supposed to be happy?

"Hello there young lady." A voice put a stop to Eve's train of thought and she turned around, glaring warily at the figure standing in front of her. He was dark haired, slim and wearing a suit. She could also see something silver in his pocket. When the girl didn't answer him, he smiled softly. "What are you doing out here alone?"

"Not talk to strangers." Eve answered and turned to walk away, but the man's hand grabbed her shoulder and whirled her around.

"I know what you are, you shit stain." He snarled. "You're a demon spawn." of course Eve didn't know this about herself, she was just born with powers, which was why she had been poked and prodded in the lab. The Angel then reached for his blade and pulled it free.

Eve's eyes widened. "NO!" She screamed, sending the Angel backwards, and a thin trickle of blood ran down her nose. Her powers always made that happen. Eve then turned to run back to the cabin, but she felt herself knocked down by a force. She scrambled back from the man towering over her, and on the trees she saw the shadow of----Angel wings.

"CASTIEL!!!!!!!!!!" Eve screamed. The woods shook around her and her voice traveled for miles. Castiel would be able to feel her calling out to him. The Angel glanced around and then made an advance on Eve with his blade---the girl laid on her back trembling, her eyes wide with fright.

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Dean huffed at the apology and then hurriedly tugged up his pants and underwear, which made him inwardly whimper because his skin was hot and tender. Bobby watched Sam do the same and then he turned his attention to Castiel when he seemed confused about the hug.

"What's goin' through yer head son?" he asked and listen as Castiel questioned why he had hugged Dean. Bobby frowned and then took a moment to think about what he was going to say. "Well, once the spankin's over---ya gotta show em you love em by huggin' em. Huggin' makes everyone feel better." he told the Angel and then got to his feet. "Why?"

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"Shh now." Crowley whispered, reaching down and scratching Carson gently behind the ear as he said he was stupid. "Not at all my love." he promised, his tone surprisingly gentle for a mid-spanking. "It means enough to me that you tried to say it, your language will come in time my pup." he then moved the hand scratching his ear back to his backside and he gave the middle a crisp, sharp smack---harder than the others had been.

"And if I hear you call yourself stupid again, I'll wear you out with a strap lad." Crowley promised, though there was a fondness to his tone. "You're not stupid just because you struggle, as long as you try and keep on trying---then it will come in time." Sure, Crowley called him stupid sometimes, but the boy knew it was used as more of a term of endearment than actually accusing him of having low intelligence.

"You are my boy. You have so much potential and you won't let words like that eat at you." he continued to scold before starting up the spanking again, on is upper thighs and under curves. He made sure to put a little more force behind these smacks because he was driving the punishment home.

"Have you learned your lesson my pup?"

[Mavrick the mutt]

“How come you hugged Dean after punishing him?” He asked when Bobby questioned him about what was going through head then listened as the old hunter explained that after a spanking you’re supposed to show who ever had been punished that you still love them by giving them a hug then added that a hug helps make people feel better. Castiel thought about that quietly for a few moments before his thoughts were interrupted by the man asking him why he wanted to know, but before he could answer the Angle seemed to quickly stare off at nothing as though hearing something. “.....I have to go.” He said as his blade dropped from his sleeve then vanished before any of them could question what was so urgent. He’d felt Eve call for him and she felt scared and in a state of panic.

A few seconds later the angle appeared and the sight he saw was infuriating! An angle was trying to harm and killed his vessels daughter and HIS Eve, that just simply won’t do one bit! Before the offending angle could make any further moves Castiel tackled him off the child and plummeted his blade through their chest causing a blinding light that lasted only a few seconds before vanishing. Once he’d dealt with the angle he turned his gaze towards the child with a mixture of concern and disapproval as he approached the girl and helped her to her feet. “Are you Ok, did he hurt you in anyway.” He said checking her over for any scratches like a concerned parent would do and found only minor little scratches that he healed using his grace.

“Eve Novak you know better than to leave the house and go outside if I am not here!” He suddenly scolded as his voice dropped to that of a stern tone while using Jimmys last name since she was his vessels blood.

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Carson started to calm down a little as the man temporarily put his punishment on hold and started to gently scratch him behind his ear after getting himself worked up over not being able to say the word ‘naughtiness’ after making multiple attempts then called himself stupid because of it. He then turned his head and looked back at the man with teary eyes when he told him that he wasn’t stupid and that it meant enough that he’d even made an attempt to say it at all then told him that his language would get better with time “.....o-okay.” He answered with a little sniffle as Crowley moved his hand away from behind his ear and back to his stinging little bottom where an especially hard and crisp smack was delivered to the middle of his bottom causing him to jolt a bit and cry out as tears started to drip down his face, “Ahhh! D-daaaddyyyy!” He cried as he started kicking his legs again.

“N-noo.” He cried in response when his father promised him that if he ever heard the boy call himself stupid again that he’d wear his little behind out with a strap, and that definitely something he didn’t want one bit! Carson then listened as Crowley told him that he wasn’t stupid just because he struggled as long as he kept trying that everything would come in time, the man then continued and told him that he was his boy, that he had so much potential and shouldn’t let words eat at him, “Y-yes s-sir daddy.” He whimpered before his spanking started up again though the spanks were a bit firmer now that Crowley was focusing on his undercurves and upper thighs since they were nearing the end of his punishment.

“Y-yes! B-be gooood! L-listen to daddyyyy!” He cried as tears ran down his face “I s-sorry!”