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This was the second time Chuuya's late.
Well actually, it was the third, but the first didn’t really count because it wasn't his fault the poor dog in the alley was alone beside a trash can, shivering in the cold rain, acting all cute and shit. So you need to understand that Chuuya just had to bring it to the shelter.
And so the second time he's late. And this time, it is no different than the others. He had guests waiting for him in his expensive-ass penthouse. Two specific people, sitting on the couch, waiting for him. And they were not happy.
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"Where is he? It's been almost two hours."
Yosano Akiko asked her fellow companion, whose currently munching on some random chocolate bar they found in Chuuya's kitchen cabinet.
"He's probably out there helping a dog cross the street. It's either that or maybe it has something to do with work. Most possibly the latter, but we never know."
Edogawa Ranpo answered, continuing to munch on the chocolate bar without any care in the world.
The doctor hummed in response. This wasn’t like Chuuya at all. He always lets them know whenever he's late. Maybe he lost his phone. Maybe his phone is on silent so he couldn't hear them calling him. Or maybe—
"Yosano, get off your mind and stop worrying. Seems like we'll just have to teach our dear Chuchu a lesson once he gets back."
In an instant, Yosano's frown morphed into a grin, "Indeed we shall."
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As if on cue, the sound of the code on the door being accessed came through. Not long after, light footsteps were heard.
"Sorry for being late, Boss gave me some last-minute papers I had to work on and my phone fuckin’ died just as I was about to contact you guys." The ginger-haired man walked in, while complaining about his extra work.
He took off his treasured hat and hung his coat on the rack. He continued to plop beside Yosano while snuggling his head on the crook of her neck, also letting out a big yawn.
Yosano smiled and stroked his hair, "It's alright, you must be tired huh, sweetheart?" Chuuya nodded, snuggling deeper with his eyes closed, curling his body into a ball.
Ranpo walked over from the lounge chair across the couch. He sat beside Chuuya and gave a hidden smirk to Yosano.
"But you can't rest just yet Chuu."
Chuuya sighed and kicked his legs, "Why not? We always cuddle whenever I come home. Look, I’m really sorry for being late. What do you want? Lollipops? Alright I’ll send some to you tomorrow."
The green-eyed detective chuckled and took Chuuya's chin between his fingers, turning him from Yosano's neck towards his face instead, "Tempting, but that won’t do. You see, you worried us so much, you even had Yosano tearing up.” That was a lie, Ranpo was just exaggerating.
"But, I–"
"And for making us worry, a lesson shall be taught to you, Sunshine." Yosano grinned mischievously.
Chuuya bit his bottom lip. He just wanted to cuddles and sleep. What the fuck. Though, maybe he did owe it to them for making them worry. And besides, the punishment couldn’t be that bad. Ranpo would most certainly ask for a bunch of sweets, Yosano would probably want him to take her for a shopping spree. Yeah, that’s not bad.
"A-Alright, what is it?"
Ranpo smiled until his eyes were squinting before he pulled on Chuuya's legs. Chuuya yelped,
"Hey!"
Ranpo was quick to bend him over Yosano's lap and hold him while he's struggling.
"W-What are you doing?" Chuuya stuttered while continuing to struggle a little. Yosano flashed him a grin, "This is your lesson, baby boy."
Chuuya tilted his head in confusion, until he felt someone pulled down his pants down along with his boxer. He began to squirm,
"H-Hey–"
"Hush, it's alright, calm down." Yosano stroked his hair softly.
"But–"
Ranpo walked across so he and Chuuya were facing each other and quickly assured him, "We won't do anything too harsh. Just a few hits to the bum and we're all good."
Chuuya eventually stopped struggling and sighed. What a pain.
"Sure, whatever, fuck you both dumb piece of shits."
Both Ranpo and Yosano smiled, "Good boy."
Yosano rubbed the soft skin of Chuuya's buttcheeks, "Tell us if you can't take hits anymore, 'kay?"
Chuuya gave a weak nod.
A harsh slap echoed through the walls of the penthouse. Chuuya flinched and whimpered quietly. "Is that alright?" Chuuya gave another weak nod before another slap echoed.
The ninth blow was delivered and Chuuya started giving little kicks and let out small pants.
"Shh, it's okay, you're doing great, ginger-boy." Assured Ranpo while giving soft kisses on Chuuya's forehead and temple.
On the final blow, which was the fifthteenth, Yosano rubbed Chuuya's pink bottom while the man squirmed slightly. "You did a good job baby, now it's his turn."
"B-But–"
Ranpo and Yosano gave him a look, to which he immediately deflated and layed limply, still across Yosano's lap.
Tch. Sadistic assholes.
Ranpo sat on the couch and grabbed Chuuya's slender waist as he maneuvered the redhead onto his lap, so Chuuya would be straddling him. He gently put Chuuya's head on his shoulder and stroked his hair. Yosano stood up and walked behind the couch, kneeling so she could face Chuuya. She cupped his cheeks, "Are you good?"
Chuuya hummed and nodded weakly.
Ranpo massaged Chuuya's round globes for a while, and spanked as harshly as Yosano did.
Chuuya shut his eyes close, tears started to form on his waterline due to how sensitive his bottom was.
But he can take it, he's a goddamn mafia executive for lord's sake.
Towards the final slaps, Chuuya's legs begin to tremble.
"W-Wait, slow down. I-It stings." He panted.
Yosano caressed his hair and gave his forehead her affection, kissing it softly, "It's alright, you're doing such a good job, so good for us. Just a few more."
As Ranpo finished exactly fifteenth slaps, he caressed Chuuya's buttcheeks in a soft manner. He pulled the petite mafia back so he could see his face. Chuuya's face was flushed, his lightly-freckled cheeks dusted with a soft shade of pink, his hazy azure eyes brimming with tears, his bottom lip slightly jutted out, forming a cute pout.
Ranpo chuckled, "All good, pretty boy?"
Chuuya punched his shoulder weakly and hid his face between Ranpo's neck and shoulder. Yosano chuckled, kissing Chuuya's nape and walked away, off to grab Chuuya his sleepwear.
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And finally, Chuuya got what he wanted, cuddles and sleep.