the corruptor

Nicholas Chen slammed into his apartment and kicked the door shut behind him. It would be another day before his partner, both romantic and professional, would be able to come home. He had been injured, not badly, but enough that the doctors wanted to keep him overnight for observation. The gunshot to the arm was a lucky break considering the dangerous situation Danny had put himself in.

Nick was struggling with a mixture of concern and anger. He had spent the last six hours at the hospital and was forced to go home by a surly night nurse. Wallace knew better than going off alone like he had, especially into a known gang-owned territory. Nick threw his coat onto the kitchen table and drew a beer form the fridge. He plopped onto the couch and drained the can in one gulp, crushing the aluminum container in his fist. He certainly didn’t need this heartache, Danny would have a cast on for the next three months, his ligament had been torn and the bone had been cracked. Worst of all, he hadn’t even accomplished what he’d set out to do.

He called the hospital one last time to check on him and received a rude and abrupt answer from the desk clerk. “Bitch.” He said, slamming the phone down onto the receiver, wasn’t he allowed to be concerned about his lover? He decided to sleep on the couch, not wanting to occupy their bed alone. He knew Danny was alright, at most it was simply a wake-up call for the stubborn young man. For Nick as well. He had to lay down the law, if he didn’t, Danny might not be so lucky next time.

The alarm in the bedroom went off, Nick was in such a light sleep that it woke him up all the way from the living room. He rolled off the couch and onto the floor, pushing himself up on his arms and shaking his head awake. Yesterday evening’s events flooded his head like an electric current and he woke himself up in a flash.

He hopped to his feet and headed towards the shower. Shedding his cloths and stuffing them into the hamper. His head was pounding and he forgot to put the coffee on. He’d get a cup on the way to the hospital. He dove under the water and ran his fingers through his black hair. He grabbed his toothbrush off the sink in the cramped apartment bathroom and rubbed it across his teeth. He just wanted to get to Danny and bring him home.

He stepped out, grabbing his robe and putting it on to dry his hair. By the time he was done, his body was dry as well. He pulled on fresh clothes and found his wallee gre grabbed his coat off the table and headed out the door briskly. He bought a coffee, a plum and a peach on the way. When he reached the fourth floor of the hospital, the nurses gave him exasperated looks of annoyance. He smiled at them sweetly, not seeing any point in perpetuating their dislike of him.

He ducked into Danny’s room with a big smile on his face. Danny was sitting on the bed, fully dressed and ready to go.

“Bout fucking time.” He spat.

Nick gave him a sour look of combined shock and hurt. “It’s seven in the morning! How much earlier could I be?”

“I didn’t need to stay here all night.” Danny announced, as if he had not heard Nick’s comment at all. “Just because I’m a cop! I mean, if anything, I should get out of here early! And could these fucking nurses be a bit more RUDE?!” He leaned forward and shouted the last part past Nick and out the door so the nurses could here.

“Don’t be rude yourself.” Nick said stiffly, this was embarrassing.

“Whatever.” Danny said. His arm was in a stiff cast, bent at an angle. He hopped off the bed and slammed past Nick who was standing there looking rather stunned. He followed Danny quickly.

“You have to check out, Mr. Wallace.” A young girl behind the reception desk said politely. She was obviously a volunteer.

“You must be used to working in the natal department miss, I wasn’t born yesterday.” She blushed a crimson red and apologized, handing him a clipboaoverovered in his paperwork then turned her back and pretended to be busy. Nick also flushed in embarrassment, who did Danny think he was? He wanted to drag him out by his ear but thoubettbetter of it.

Danny signed the paperwork and then tossed it on the desk. “You can stop pretending to be busy sweetheart, I’m leaving.” He said sarcastically. The girl gasped and didn’t turn around until Danny had stormed his way to the elevator. Once inside, he began to tug at his cast, trying to rip it off.

“Don’t!” Nick said under his breath, nud him him with his elbow. The other people in the elevator had already stepped away from them. Danny rolled his eyes and lowered his hand, he’d cut it off with his knife when they got home.

Nick and Danny walked all the way home in silence, Nick sprinting just to keep up with his angry lover. When they finally reached their apartment building, Nick was panting and furious. Danny slammedinstinst the door and for some reason, seemed surprised that it was locked. Nick pushed him gentle aside and fumbled for his keys. Danny snapped his fingers to speed Nick up, the older man considered knocking his lover out.

When he opened the door, Danny stomped in and went straight to the bathroom. Nick sighed, and did some breathing exercises to calm his anger. Ten minutes later, Danny was still not out of the bathroom, Nick leaned against the door to listen and heard him mumbling angrily to himself. He knocked, “Danny what’s going on in there?”

“Nothing.” Danny spat back. “Fuck off.”

Nick tested the handle promptly and then banged on the door. “Open up Danny Wallace!” he shouted, “Right now!”

Danny didn’t answer back, just continued to mumble. “What do they make these things out of?” to himself.

Nick slammed against the door, rattling the frame until the door popped open. He was a police officer after all, it was his job. Danny was standing there startled, a knife cut into about an inch of his cast.

“What?” he asked, “This place isn’t crappy enough as it is, you gotta break the doors?”

Nick seethed. “What the fuck are you doing Danny?” He demanded, “Why are you cutting your cast off?”

“Because I don’t fucking need it.” Danny said venomously. “I was shot through the arm, not crushed by a boulder!”

Nick grabbed him by the good arm and wrenched the knife from his fist. He drug him out of the bathroom and threw him down onto the bed. “Ow.” Danny said looking angrily up at his seething mate. “What’s the big idea!?”

“What are you five!?” Nick demanded. “Do I have to watch your every move!”

“No actually!” Danny yelled, “I can do as I please, it’s called being an adult. Now if you don’t mind, I have a cast to remove and a then a beer to drink.”

“I do mind.” Nick said. “you and I are going to have a talk. Now.”

“You’re not my dad.” Danny slurred angrily.

“That’s right, I’m not!” Nick yelled. “I care about you more than that! Your dad did a pretty shitty job raising you, maybe if he’d paid a little more attention we wouldn’t be having this conversation.”

“Who died and made you King?” Danny asked, “Get out of my fucking way.” He stood up and tried to shove past Nick but ended up back on the bed and a little dizzy. “How dare you!” He shouted.

“Number one, of many.” Nick announced. “You got shot on a mission you never should have been on in the first place. You didn’t tell me about it, or anyone for that matter.”

“Jesus Christ.” Danny sighed and looked away.

Nick grabbed his chin and forced his gaze back at himself. Danny slapped his hand away but continued to glare. “Two, you didn’t have your cell phone on, or your locator badge. You know that is against the rules, both of our relationship and of our jobs! It’s pure luck we found you at all! Thank God Willy paid attention to your phone call that morning or you might be dead now!” for once Danny stayed silent. “Three! You were beyond rude in the hospital today. To me, to the nurses, bitches as they may be, and to the poor volunteer.”

“Oh please.” Danny sighed, “Give me a break!”

“I’m about to!” Nick shouted. “FOUR. You’re going against medical advice and taking your cast off. It is there for a reason. Last time I checked, you didn’t go to medical school. You are not to touch that cast again or I will make you regret it.”

“Are you done?” Danny asked insipidl
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“No, not actually.” Nick said, grabbing Danny once again by the arm. “I think you’ve deserved this, and more.” He lifted Danny up and sat himself down on the edge of the bed. Before Danny could say a word he was over his older lovers lap like a child.

“Hey!” Danny shouted. “Let me up!” He struggled furiously to free himself. Nick had the upper hand in every way and easily held Danny in place. “Don’t you even think about it!”

“I don’t have to think about it!” Nick said, “It’s plain to see that you deserve this spanking more than anyone has ever deserved a spanking before. When you act like a child, you get treated like one!” He landed the first slap as hard as he could on the squirming mans behind.

“Ow dammit!” Danny screamed. “Let me up right now or I’m leaving you forever!”

“Not until you’re fully healed and I know you’re safe!” Nick argued. “Then you can leave me if you want, for the time being, it’s clear that you need some help taking care of yourself.” He continued to spank his naughty lover with vigor.

Danny pounded his fists into Nick’s leg as hard as he could.

“Ouch!” Nick yelled. “You little brat!” He stopped spanking Danny for a minute and leaned back to undo his belt buckle. Nick pulled the belt quickly from his pant loops. He folded it over and swatted Danny’s behind with it.

“Ow! What was that!” Danny screamed, halting his assault on Nicks already bruised shin.

“It was my belt.” Nick said plainly. “If you think you can just pound on my leg like that you obviously weren’t being punished enough.” He began once again to thrash Danny with the leather strap.

Danny was calling out in pain, squeezing Nicks pant-leg rather than punching his fists into it. He soon began to talk. “I’m sorrrrry Nick!” He cried, “Please stop, I’m sorry!” He was on the verge of tears. “I know I was wrong, I wont do it again?”

“Do what?” Nick asked, “Tell me?” He continued to spank the younger man forcefully.

“I…um...went out without…you knowing.” Danny said between whacks, “And I was…rude!”

“Rude? Rude to who?” Nick coaxed. He was absolutely furious with Danny this time, he wasn’t going to go easy on the younger man.

“I…was…Jesus Christ Nick!” He had a sudden lapse in judgment. Nick landed an extra hard swat that made Danny jump. “I was…very rude…to the nurses and the…volunteer and…and…and …to you Nick. I was rude to you. I’m sorry.”

Nick nodded in approval. “What else?” He asked. Danny could handle it no more and began to sob. The chortled sound tugged at Nicks heart strings and he switched back to using his hand again. It still hurt but it seemed less brutal. Danny’s sobbing did not subside at all.

“I tried to take off my cast.” He blubbered.

“Good. Good.” Nick said lowly. “C’mon baby, there were four things.”

“Ohhh Nick, pleeeassse!” Danny wailed. “I don’t remember.”

“Think.” Nick demanded. He had to be firm.

Danny choked on his own tears. “Ohh, I left without my locator on. Or…or my cell…cell phone.”

Nick stopped spanking Danny and rubbed his back as he sobbed. He lifted him up into his arms and cooed into his ear. “It’s over now sweety, just calm.”

Danny cried into Nick’s shoulder. “I’m soooo soooorrry.”

Nick rubbed his back and hushed him. “Danny honey.” He sighed. “Do you understand why I did that just now?” Danny nodded and sniffled his nose. “Are you going to leave me?” Nick asked. Danny shook his head back and forth slowly. “Good.” Nick breathed, he held onto Danny until his tears stopped and then laid him on the bed.

“I’m sorry Nick.” Danny said again, his words catching in his throat.

“Okay now. You’re forgiven.” Nick guaranteed. “Sit tight, I’m going to go make you some tea.” He left the room.

Danny rolled onto his back, winced and rolled back onto his side. His ass was on fire. He cringed and tried not to cry again. Held nld not believe Nick had spanked him, but for some reason, he never felt so loved. His father had never beat him, no matter what he did. He never knew his mother. Nick truly cared about him, about his welfare and his happiness. He never wanted to leave Nick’s side for the rest of his life.

The older man re-entered the room with Tea, a bowl of noodles and stack of crackers. He set it down on the nightstand and turned to Danny. “Can you sit up?” he asked.

Danny nodded and cringed assat sat up on his tender seat. Nick turned to the tray but found Danny’s arms suddenly around his neck. “Thank you Nick.” He cried, “I love you. I love you for loving me.”

Nick seemed rather shocked. He struggled with the idea of spanking Danny from the moment it entered his brain. He hadn’t known it would be received so well. He fought back tears in his own eyes and then decided to let them win. “I’ll be here Danny.” He said, “whenever you need it baby.”

“Oh joy.” Danny joked. “I don’t think that will be for a long while. At least until my butt stops bleeding.”

“Yeah right.” Nick laughed, patting Danny’s rump lightly. It felt warm.

“Hey!” Danny said jokingly, “be careful!”

“I love you.” Nick cooed. He kissed Danny’s Cheek, his puffy red eyes sticking out on his face.

“Love you too.” Danny said back. Nick set him back onto the bed a bit and lifted a spoon full of noodles to the smaller man’s lips. Danny would normally object to being fed like this but it just felt right. He looked forward to the weekend of loping in bed with his lover and playing on his sympathy. Danny knew Nick was a pushover when it came to things like this, he would play it up to the hilt, starting now.

Nick eyeballed his lover as he seemed to be deep in thought. He knew how Danny operated and figured he was about to spend the whole weekend hearing about his pain. He didn’t mind though. He was happy to dote on him as long as he behaved himself. He kissed Danny on the lips, nipping at him lovingly. This was the turning of a whole new leaf in their relationship. Nick had a feeling he wouldn’t have to worry about Danny running off alone as much. Somehow he thought his little beau would behave himself from now on.