It was five in the morning as Connor inserted a key into the Battle-Borns family home. With a small click he unlocked the door and he stepped into the house. ''Lars.'' He said as he called out for the child from the ground floor, the boy was probably sleeping. He had a simple errand. Lar's father had injured himself while training and was being healed at the temple of Kynareth, he had been there for a few days and would stay there for a couple more. In the meantime he had asked Connor who had just arrived from Rorikstead to help Lars bring him some books to keep him occupied.

Connor frowned as he walked up the stairs of the home. ''Lars? Wake up boy.'' He said as he walked to the boys room only to find it empty. ''What the? Where is that boy?'' Connor asked himself. ''Damn he must be doing something stupid...'' Connor muttered as he walked down the stairs and out the house to search for his little friend. The sun had just began to rise too. Connor walked with a hurry as he checked the Gray-manes Ox to see if he was messing with it to only not find him.

''Damn. Oh hell...'' Connor muttered as he raised his hand, a mystical magic coming forth to show him a trail where to find the boy. He followed the trail up to Dragonsreach. He walked around the side of the large building only for the trail to end. Connor frowned and lowered his hand. ''Where could he be-'' Connor was interrupted as he heard a yelp and a fearful cry as someONE! Began to fall from the tall roof.

Connor quickly stepped back and held out his arms and with a quick eye and step caught, you guessed it, Lars! ''Oof!'' The two said only for different reasons. Connor shook his head to see Lars in his arms, the boy had scrunched up his face as he prepared for impact. Connor looked up as he saw an egg tumble down from the TOP of the building only to splatter on the ground near them. Connor looked back down at the boy. ''Lars! What in the world were you doing!'' Connor shouted angrily.

Lars fearfully opened his eyes to see one of his best friends Connor! The man that had helped him by stopping Braith from bullying him! When he was scolded he winced. ''Hello Connor...um...'' Lars licked his lip as he tried to think what to say. He ended up only grinning nervously and looking sheepish. ''Um just-Huh hey! Ouch!'' Lars yelped out as he was heaved over the man's shoulder and his backside swatted. ''W-what are you doing!?'' He asked as he was carried away from Dragonsreach and no doubt to his home. He blushed as Guards chuckled and laughed as he was carried like a naughty boy.

''I'm taking you home to whip your arse is what Im doing! What were you thinking climbing to the top of Dragonsreach boy! You fell and nearly died if I hadn't have caught ya!'' Connor gave the squirming boy another swat to his backside.

"Ow! No please sir! Don't whip me im sorry!'' Lars pleaded as he kicked his legs and pounded on the man's back as he tried to get himself down. He didnt want to get a whooping!

Connor took it in stride, keeping the boy over his shoulder easily. ''No boy your sorry you messed up and got caught that's what!'' Connor said as they reached the boys house. He opened then closed the door. Now inside he reached up to the boys backside and tugged down his brown pants and loincloth until they were free from him and was dropped on the ground. Now they boy was barred from the waist down.

Lars cried out in protest at that and when he was barred! He was blushing heavily as he kicked and squirmed. ''No sir please! Im really sorry I really am!''

Connor simply grabbed the strap from the wall and walked to the dining table and held Lars chest down on it so his legs were dangling off and his bare butt was put to 'the block'. ''You will be soon boy.'' Connor said before he pulled back the heavy strap and lashed it forward. The hard leather cracking hard over both of Lars small buttcheeks. As he pulled back a red blush was already covering the boys bottom.

Lars squirmed and then cried out as the first hard lick with the strap hit his defensive bottom. He began to cry at the first stroke.

Connor pulled his arm back and snapped the leather down again and again onto Lars backside, painting it bright red.

Lars began to bawl and sob as his backside was hot over and over again. His cheeks were on fire and stung like a werewolfs jaw and clamped down on it!

Connor lowered his strikes to the boys sit spots and thighs. Truning them red as well. He only finshed when Lars butt was dark red and swollen and so was his sitspots and thighs.

''Dont you ever risk your life like that understand. Now come here Lars...'' With that Connor stopped and sat down and let the boy latch his arms around his neck. He hugged him back as he rubbed the boys stinging butt.

''Im sorry Connor im sorry! Please dont be mad.'' Lars babbled out as he bawled into the mans shoulder. He felt very guilty now.

''Shh im not mad, just very scared.'' Connor said softly as he shushed the boy.

Lars cried more at that. ''I-im sorry. I promise I wont ever do that ever again. Im sorry Connor.'' Lars said as he pressed his face into the man's shoulder and shook his head.

''Its fine boy...its fine.'' Connor sat with Lars like that for a long time.