Page 31 of Saving Noah

“You’re hilarious,” Zach answered dryly. “Absolutely hilarious.” He narrowed his eyes as he looked at Noah’s grinning face. “No, I was thinking of something entirely different, babe. I’ve always been a fan of corporal punishment.”

Noah’s Adam apple bobbed up and down, and he blinked slowly at Zach. Oh, and his cock twitched.

“You’re kidding me, right?” he asked. “I’m a grown-ass man, Zach. I don’t get spankings anymore.”

Zach wrapped his hand around Noah’s wrist and said, “First of all, you aren’t acting like a grown-ass man. You’re acting like a bully—you’re just bullying yourself instead of the other kids on the playground. Secondly, with a smartass mouth like yours, I suspect you never got any spankings, even when you deserved them.” He tugged Noah’s wrist, pulling him toward his lap. “Come on, babe; take your punishment like a man. Ass up, face down. Across the lap.” Zach grinned. “I wish I could say this was going to be harder for me than it is for you, but we both know it would be a lie.”

Noah tugged back, but not very hard. “You’re kidding, aren’t you? You seriously don’t think you’re going to spank me?”

Noah’s eyes twinkled with excitement and his entire body hummed with excitement. His cock had swollen to almost full arousal as they’d discussed discipline. Noah’s body told Zach he was more than a little interested in getting his ass spanked, but he needed to hear the words straight from the boy’s mouth. Games weren’t fun unless both participants wanted to play.

“I’m very serious when I say I’m going to spank you for saying things you shouldn’t say. I guess the only question left to answer is whether you want me to. Do you, Noah? Do you want to feel the fire of my hand on your ass while you’re draped over my lap like some kind of virginal sacrifice of the naughty?”

Noah sat next to him, heart rate accelerated, face flushed, and cock hard…staring. Zach stared back. After a full minute passed, Noah shrugged and said, “Well, eh,yeah, I want you to do that. Who wouldn’t want that? I mean, I guess you’ve realized I’m a bit rusty in the sex department. I’m hungry to tryeverything.” He frowned at Zach and added, “But for future reference, I would’ve enjoyed this game more if you’dmademe. This could’ve been so much more fun if you’d dragged me, kicking and screaming, over your lap.” He winked. “Just for future reference.”

“I’ll keep that in mind,” Zach answered with a wink of his own. “I would never do anything to you unless I’m certain you’re a willing participant. Just for future reference.” The moment the last word left his mouth, Zach tugged Noah’s wrist hard enough to pull him up onto his knees and then unceremoniously yanked him over his lap. While Noah was still yelping in surprise, Zach moved one of his legs and put it on top of the back of Noah’s thighs, anchoring his lover in place. He used one hand to clamp down onto the back of Noah’s neck, pushing his head to the mattress. The offering before him was a beautifully pale bubble ass wiggling in fake outrage and just begging to be spanked.

“Dammit, Zach! A little warning next time. I think you’ve done this before,” Noah said, words slightly muffled by the mattress.

The grin on Zach’s face would’ve worried Noah if he could’ve seen it. “Why are you being disciplined, Noah?” he asked.

Noah’s response of laughter stopped when Zach squeezed his right ass cheek hard enough to get his point across.

“Ouch,” Noah hissed before obediently answering, “For making rude and obnoxious remarks about my crazy…even if the comments are true.”

“That’s ten,” Zach remarked dryly, not at all surprised by Noah’s need to be a smartass. “Normally, I would have your ass stuffed with a nice thick butt plug when I spanked you, but unfortunately, we are both currently short of sex toys.” A squeeze to the left butt cheek. “That is, of course, a problem I intend to remedy very quickly.”

“Of course,” Noah agreed.

“Ten swats for ten smartass comments, Noah. Since you’re clearly unable or unwilling to remember to curb your tongue when it comes to negative remarks about yourself, I feel it necessary to give you something to help you think before speaking next time. Understood?”

Zach allowed Noah to twist his head around so he could look him in the eyes. Another wink. “Understood, Principal Meadows. I promise to be a good boy from now on.”

Zach shook his head at Noah’s answer, raised his hand in the air, and then connected with Noah's pert ass with enough force to leave a red handprint on a pale cheek.

“Ow,” Noah yelped in surprised. “That fucking hurt, Zach! Shit. Not so hard next—”

Another smack, this one harder than the first one.

“Shit! You mother fucking son of a—”

Two solid smacks against the same cheek.

Noah wiggled and tried to get away, but he couldn’t escape the iron leg holding his lower body in place. “Ouch,” he screamed when two more smacks decorated the other cheek. “I am so going to kick your ass for this. I thought we were playing.”

Three smacks, those not as hard as the first six, landed against the plumpest part of Noah’s ass. Zach admired how pretty and pink the skin looked. His baby’s cock was hard enough to cut glass, so while it might’ve hurt more than he’d anticipated, Noah still enjoyed the contact. He would hopefully remember the burn the next time he thought about calling himself crazy. To try and add a little bit of sugar to help the medicine go down, he lovingly patted Noah’s ass, leaned over, and gave each cheek a kiss, and then released him. The minute he loosened his hold, Noah scrambled off his lap and whirled around, ready to do battle.

“You’re evil, Zachary Meadows,” Noah accused. “I thought you were talking about love pats, not fucking paint my ass red bullshit. What. The. Hell.”

Zach allowed his eyes to make a lazy pass down to Noah’s cock and then back up to the icy blue glare being sent his way. “Do you feel the urge to make another crazy comment, Noah?”

“As a fucking matter of fact, I do,” he roared. “Youare crazy! That was sneaky mean, and you know it. My ass is literally on fire, you son of a bitch.”

“Awww, poor baby,” Zach said in the most sarcastic voice he could muster. “Did I hurt your pretty ass? Should I kiss it and make it all better?” Zach narrowed his eyes, attempting a mischievous look as he added, “’Cause if you want me to kiss it and make it all better, get on all fours in the middle of the bed.”

“Humph,” Noah retorted. He was on his knees in front of Zach, looking as if he wanted any reason to punch him in the face. He continued to glare for another thirty seconds before saying, “Just to clarify; when you say kiss it and make it better, are you talking about kissing my poor, aching, abused ass cheeks…or, you know, are you hinting at doing the…other?”

Zach still couldn’t believe the beauty in front of him, all fire and sass, was the same shy man who’d barely had the guts to look him in the eye when they’d shared an elevator. It was so sad to think Noah possessed this much energy, excitement, and fun bottled up inside him, but spent the last three years barely speaking to anyone. Noah opened up forhim, and it made his heart start beating again. Falling in love with Noah would be so damned easy.

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