Future Amends

Cyn: And the final chapter.. hope you liked it. Please do let me know!! :)

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“Lemme go!”o sio sighed again, no point waiting. The first swat landed right in the center of the young boy’s jeans clad butt.
“Ow! What are you doing??”
“Spanking you, if it isn’t still obvious. Let me make myself clear.”
Leo followed up with couple more hard swats at the same spot on the crest of Chris’ bottom. The boy struggled to get up but Leo had gripped him securely by the middle and had one of Chris’ legs clamped down with one of his own.
Chris was in complete shock. This couldn’t be happening!

He had no powers to get away and Leo was much too strong to overcome. The slaps continued to rain down on his butt over and over until the seat of his jeans got hot. Chris yelled and cursed and kicked with every swat although they weren’t so painful to begin with. He threw one hand back to avoid the blows but Leo only grasped it in the small of his back and continued the spanking.

“Ow, Leo please! Please stop!”
“This is necessary Chris. This is so you never forget that you are my son and I your father.”
Chris refused to give up his defiance so soon.
“You cant do this!”
“You asked for it kiddo.”
Smack. Smack. Smack and Chris continued to howl with every blow. This was getting painful pretty fast and he still was reeling with disbelief at the fact that he was actually being spanked!
“I didn’t ask to be… to be…”
Leo gripped both of Chris’ legs under his for better leverage.

“You asked me to stop you from putting yourself at risk.”
The words rang painfully true and Chris couldn’t hold the tears anymore. He bit his lips to at least swallow his sobs.
“But I *do* care son. I care so much, I’m going to make sure you never ever do something so stupid again!”
“Ah! How could you? You were never there! You never saw…”

Chris seemed to have lost all sense of the past and future. In fact all he could think of were the moments he’d felt abandoned by his *Elder* father. Wyatt was such a unique being, every little action of his was closely monitored by every one around him. No one cared about little Chris – oh he’ll be fine. He’s no hero of the light. He’s no danger to the world. He cant help in the battles, he doesn’t pose a risk. He can be safely left at the babysitter’s and forgotten.
Chris wasn’t giving in, even though his memories were overwhelming him.
“Stop! Stop it damn you!”
“Language Chris.”
“Go to hell.”

Leo stopped. And he inhaled loudly. Chris let his taut body go limp and waited to be let go. He wouldn’t admit to it, but the strength of Leo’s form beneath him was comforting him somehow. Which was weird considering he was still so angry.
“Let me up now.”
Leo sighed again. “I cant.”
Chris struggled. “What the fuck do you mean you cant?”
Silence followed.
“Leo! Please!”
And then Chris felt Leo’s hand slip under his middle… and unbutton his jeans!
“No! No!”
Leo quickly pulled the boy’s jeans down and his boxers alongwith it. Chris struggled so vehemently Leo almost lost his grip.
“No please! Leo don’t!”
“I’m sorry kid. You need to learn how much I love you.”
And Leo spanked the exposed bottom doubly hard. Chris yelped.

Smack. Smack. And again. Leo began to talk, his words interspersed with smacks to accentuate the point even further.
“I love you Chris.”
“I love you too much to see you throw yourself in danger for nothing.”
“Nothing in this world matters to me more than you and Wyatt. Asking me to compare my love for you and my love for your brother would be like asking what’s important to me more – my heart or my soul!”

The cheeks were crimson red now, and they ached like hell. Random spanks continued and there was no way to predict where Leo was going to hit next. The spot right at the curve of his ass hurt the most and Chris knew he wasn’t going to sit comfortably a long time unless Leo healed him.
Chris was red-faced with humiliation, knowing he was completely helpless. Both his hands were in Leo’s grip now and he’d kicked until his jeans flew across the room. But what hurt most the intensity of the words being spoken so softly and yet firmly to him. Then he was sobbing.

“Leo… da-dad… p-please.”
Silently Leo was relieved. He wanted to stop. But he couldn’t go easy on this son of his ever again. Its not what the boy needed.
“Please daddy… n-no more.”
He didn’t curb the loud cries anymore. Vaguely he thought he could be heard downstairs since the door was open. But it didn’t matter. All that mattered now was… was for his dad to forgive him.
“I’m sorry… so s-sorry daddy…”
Leo paused. “Sorry for what Chris?”
Chris sobbed. “For… for breaking my promise to mom.”
Leo used his right hand which was smarting itself to gently caress the young boy’s trembling back.
“Good, that’s a good boy. And?”
“For… for putting m-myself in d-danger!”
“That’s right baby. You’re doing very good. What else?”
“For… for cursing.”
Leo smiled and firmly patted the sore butt twice. Chris jumped still.
“Don’t you tell an angel to go to hell again!”
And smack again.
“Yes, yes sir!”
Leo rested his hand on the cheeks.
“Anything else baby boy?”
Chris cried in earnest. “I-I don’t know.”

Leo let go of the boy’s hands and legs. Chris was about to slide down the floor as he cried pitifully but Leo picked him up by his sides and turned him over. Chris had his eyes closed and refused to open them. He hid his face with his crossed arms and clenched fists.

“Shh… its over. Its all over.”
Leo pulled up the boxers, making Chris groan with pain. Then he placed him upright in his lap and cradled the young boy to himself. He pushed the brunette head to his chest and embraced him with every emotion in his father’s heart.
“I’m s-sorry.”
“Shh its okay, everything is forgiven. Its okay baby boy. Its okay.”
Chris felt himself being rocked soothingly and he dug his head deeper into Leo’s chest. His hands clutched at the flannel desperately, like the man would disappear if he let go. And he didn’t want his father to leave him ever again.

“Don’t ever do anything dangerous just to get my attention okay? I will always watch over you son. No matter what.”
A heart once heavy with guilt and pain, suddenly felt so much lighter and at peace. Leo smoothed the unruly hair out of Chris’ face. He wiped away the tear tracks and the running nose going slightly red with a corner of his shirt. He tenderly kissed his son’s forehead, glad to be able to do so at last.
“Look at me son…”
Chris hesitated, fearing the revulsion and disappointment he expected to see in his father’s eyes. He found none.
“I love you so much.”
And the boy found his voice, weak as it was.
“I love you too dad.”

Leo rocked Chris until he was almost asleep. Then he put him in bed on his stomach, covering him with blankets. He bent to kiss his son again and when he was about to rise, Chris muttered softly.
“I’m not a kid you know…”
The boy couldn’t still believe he’d actually been put over his father’s knee like a child and had his little butt spanked. He couldn’t believe how much it was stinging and rubbed his ass without consciousness in his drowsiness.

Leo chuckled, ruffling his hair gently. He was about to leave the room to go because Piper had been calling to find out how her son was doing. And also to tell him the vanquishing potion was ready and that they planned to go after the dragon that had hurt their son. But Leo changed his mind and instead pulled up a chair beside the bed. The Charmed ones could take care of the dragon and his minions, of that the pacifist had no doubt whatsoever. But this was a start to Chris’ new life, his new future that wouldn’t be filled with fear or desolation ever again.
And Leo was going to make sure Chris didn’t have to wake up to it alone.

Leo smiled like the angel he was.
“You’re *my* kid. And you always will be… sweet dreams Chris.”

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