You Bet Your Sweet Ass We Need To Talk (Estaban) - Frederico's Haven

He smiled.

"For you, Rosita? Of course. I have no doubt you could use a good paddling."

She couldn't help but smirk.

"Oh, darling brother, I do invite you to try."

he laughed.

"Careful sister. You might be surprised. Best to keep your nose and and your words haughty. The problem with invitations are that they may be taken.

She laughed again.

"I honestly question whether you have the balls to try. I'm fairly certain that right now, you're more angry with me than you wish to admit."

He came around the edge of the kitchen and started to head toward her. His movements were so smooth, each one so well made.

"Oh sister, I never said I wasn't irritated with you. I simply said you needed someone to bend you over their knee and paddle your rear till you couldn't sit, like the little brat of a girl you are."

She gave him another smirk.

"Why, darling brother, I doubt it will have the desired effect that you intend. You know, or should know, that Frederico teaches such things to be ... enhancements. Truly, you will only encourage me."

He smiled at her.

"Oh, I fully know what father teaches it as. That doesnt mean you are not a brat, or do not need a little discipline, no matter how much you might actually enjoy it. And I get the feeling you have never really needed encouragement."

She giggled, obviously a delighted sound.

"I haven't, no. But like I said, I do believe that what you are proposing will have exactly the opposite effect that you hope for. But if you wish, you are free to do as you please. Father would never forgive me if I denied you what you wanted."

Cue big, innocent smile.

Never believe a toreador with a big innocent smile. Never.

"Oh good.. I want you to drop any idea of revenge or payback... and then I can get on with spanking you properly."

Look at his own mirroring innocent smile.

She batted her eyelashes in a rather adorable fashion.

"I'm afraid I can't do that, darling brother. Even Father agrees that it was not right."

He raised his eyebrows.

"You really asked fathers advice on this? And he said yes?"

She smiled sweetly.

"Of course I did. Did you think that I would actually be able to force him to stay elsewhere without his consent? Come now, darling, I'm good and I'm fabulous, but I'm not quite that good."

He smiled back.

"You and I both know all you would have to say is father, we made arrangements for you to stay with Ra'idah while brother and I get to know each other better and he would be delighted. It isn't hard to get father to do what you want as long as it entertains him sufficiently. And that is a far sight different than, father, I am punishing Estaban for taking you away from me."

He thought and then frowned.

"Or maybe it isnt."

She giggled again, obviously delighted. Because this was a new game.

"Feel free to ask him, brother. I'm sure he will be most open with you."

Estaban smiled.

"Maybe I will. Or you could just tell me. I might even believe you."

She giggled again.

"He agrees that his actions have been unforgivable, that he as well as you and your lady should be punished. Being Toreador as I am, and as he has taught me to be, he was quite delighted with the little arrangement that I spoke with him of, as it is not much of a punishment, the offer of so much fun and pleasure that all involved could gain."

She leaned over the counter, propping her chin on her hand as she literally presented her rump to him.

"If that means you believe that you must strike me, feel free to do so, darling brother."

He rolled his eyes.

"So nice of him to think we need to be punished. Personally I think he just likes the idea. And I am so not surprised he likes the idea of being alone with Ra'idah as his punishment. You know father too well. entirely too well. And of course you want to please him.. and it pleases you."

He looks at her presenting herself to him, just offering and he walks past her, yawning.

"Suddenly I have lost interest in you. Booring. I will see you in three days."

he walked toward the door, stretching and looking as good as he knew how. Damn himself for not being a little better looking.

"So tiring..bye sister. Have a good evening."

It caused her to giggle again. Clearly unworried that he didn't touch her. Him touching her wasn't the point. She had already gotten what she needed from him.

"Oh, sweet dreams, darling brother. Shall I pass along your love to Father?"

He got to the door and turned, leaning against the doorway a little.

"But of course, Father always has my love. Sleep deeply dear sister."

She blew him a kiss, gave him a wink and a grin, and waited for him to leave.

Which was pretty fast.