Zack's POV

     Even though my body is screaming at me to sit the fuck down and go to sleep as I walk through the door, I know I'm not going to get any sleep any time soon. I open the door to our apartment and close it behind me, throwing the keys in the table as I softly make my way through the apartment.

    These past few days I've been working double shifts to make up for the days I'll be missing while on vacation with my kitten. His job at the restaurant let's him out a couple hours before me, so I know he's probably sleeping in the back. I move about the apartment quietly as I make sure everything is packed and ready to go for our trip to the beach.

     I head back into the room and grab a change of clothes from the closet, I see my kitten curled up around my pillow and my heart melts, the imagine reminding me of why I worked myself so hard this week. I walk over to the bed softly and lean down to kiss my lover on the forehead taking a quick whiff of his chilling scent before I make my way out of the room and to the guest bathroom, not wanting to wake him up by using our own.

     Through the small window over the toilet I can see that the sun is finally breaking the horizon, the time on my watch as I take it off reading six AM. I quickly peel off my work  clothes and turn on the shower, looking forward to the clean warm water soothing my muscles for a bit. I mentally thank myself for remembering to pack the pain pills this morning, knowing otherwise my back would be killing me.

     Once the steam has filled the bathroom, I step under the water and wash myself and my hair thoroughly, making sure to wash away the days worth of sweat and dirt. After my body is clean and smelling good, I hop out, patting my wet skin dry before putting on my scented lotion and throwing on the random outfit I grabbed from the closet. Happily dressed, I leave the bathroom to go throw my clothes in the hamper and return with my hygiene bag, throwing my soap, lotion and other things in there.

    Setting the bag on the toilet, I quickly brush my teeth before adding the tools for that to the bag as well. Once I'm done, I head into the living room and begin gathering some of the bags to go pack up the car. After three trips and a lot of breaks in the middle of the stairwell due to my tired body, the car is finally packed, the only thing missing is my sweet kitten.

   I make my way back into our bedroom once more and walk to the bed to begin the long long process of trying to get Thomas up and out of bed. I touch his shoulder lightly and begin to shake him but of course the only response I get is a grumble.

"Kitten, it's time to wake up." I tell him, shaking him a little harder than before and the little minx smacks my hand away. It's been a very long day, I haven't sleep since the night before and I have yet to eat, but I try and hold on to what little patience I have to wake my cranky Snow up.

I turn him back over towards me and crouch down in front of him, leaning in to kiss him softly and shake him again. "Come on, Thomas. We have to get going." I say attempting one last time but with a brat, it's never that easy.

"Fuck off." He groans and I no longer have the tolerance to deal with his reluctance to get up when I'm trying to do something nice for him. Only being a little rough, I stand up and pick Thomas off the bed before setting him on his feet, my lover almost stumbling before he catches himself. "What the..." He starts his eyes fluttering as he looks around in confusion.

Not letting him continue, I yank him towards me as I sit down on the bed and pull his shorts down by the waist of his pants before I'm pushing him over my knee, spreading my legs so that his hips and chest don't hang.

He gasps at the sudden movement but I don't hesitate as I begin rubbing his ass softly as his mind finally wake up.

"Isn't today the day I planned for us since you told me you wanted a vacation?" I ask him softly, kneading his ass to make them soft and warm to the touch and my kitten, obviously enjoying the treatment moans and squirms.

"Yes." He says breathlessly and I hum in agreement.

"And didn't I tell you we would be leaving early this morning after I got off of work?" I ask next , my irritation growing.

"Yes, sir." He squeaks and he finally begins to catch on to what he did wrong.

"I was even nice and packed up the whole car for you, and all you had to do was get in the car. And yet." I said giving him a tiny slap on his ass that makes him jump. "I stand here trying to wake you up for five minutes just for you to tell me to fuck off." I inform him and my spitfire is suddenly silent.

"Now you've always been a good little brat, if there's such a thing." I continue and I place my hand on his ass settling it there in preparation of his punishment. "But I won't tolerate blatant disrespect when I set this all up for you. So as your punishment you're going to receive five slap to your ass before you get said ass down to the car like you were supposed to ten minutes ago. Do you understand?"

"Yes, sir." He tells me and I begin. The first smack is soft and warning but the next three that follow increase in strength and decrease in time in between though I'm sure to massage his lovely pink ass after each slap. My last one comes down harder than the rest and there's a little yelp in response to it.

"Good boy." I tell him soothing his cheeks with some extra lotion we have on our night stand. Once his pretty ass is calmed, I pull his pants back over his ass and help him stand up. His cheeks are red from embarrassment but there's no tears falling from his eyes which I take as a good sign.

I put the lotion back on the table and stand up in front of him grabbing his face softly to make him look up at me when his face remains downcast. "Hey, kitten, you okay? I didn't go too far did I?" I ask suddenly afraid but he shakes his head no and answers me quietly.

"No. I'm sorry for being difficult, I know you sacrificed a lot for this and I shouldn't be ungrateful." He says and I can tell he's about to cry. I pull his face towards mine and give him a rewarding kiss.

"It's okay, Thomas. As long as you learned you lesson. You're still my good little brat. Now let's get on the road to start our vacation, yeah?" I ask him rubbing his beautiful face with my thumbs and he smiles as me shyly before nodding his head. Taking his hand in mine, I lead him out of our room and double check that everything is turned off and in the car on our way to the door.

I make sure both of us have our wallet, keys and phone before we're out the door, the apartment locked behind us as we make our way down the stairs. In no time we're buckled up and on the road, Thomas leaning the chair back behind him as he grabs my right hand and holds it to his chest to fall back to sleep. With the windows rolled down and a empty road, I enjoy the early morning as we make our way to the beach.

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"Whoa, it's beautiful." Thomas says as we pull into the driveway of the beach house three hours later.

"Yeah it is, luckily I was able to borrows a friends beach house and they didn't want anything for it." I say through a few yawns, excited about laying down. I turn off the car and both of us get out. I hand Thomas the keys to the door and give him only a few bags to carry while I grab the rest from the trunk. I lock up the car and follow my eager Lock up the stairs and through the door.

"Oh Goddess Zack it's perfect!" My kitten says as he walks through the downstairs rooms. I make my way upstairs and to the guest bedroom that Marshall, a fellow coworker of mine, told me to use. It has a en-suite bathroom just like the master, the only difference is, no extra large jacuzzi and no floor to ceiling window, both of which I could do without, happily.

I set all the bags down in front of the closet, too lazy to do anything more and flop down on the bed, eyes closed with a happy sigh. A couple minutes later, I hear Thomas come running up the stairs, probably to come tell me all about his findings and I brace myself for it. To my surprise however, when his footsteps enter the room, they immediately slow down and soften as he comes closer to me.

I hear a bit of shuffling and I melt when I feel a blanket being set over me softly. There's a kiss to my cheek and a "thank you" in my ear before the same soft footsteps are heard leaving the room, door clicking shut softly.

And I fall asleep with a smile tracing my lips and imagines in my head of how I'll thank and reward him later.

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Bam Thomas got spanked. Ares is so selfless but it was so so fine to see the real deal brat tamer in him come out. I love them so so much. And you'll love me for this beach trip.

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