Daddy Thrax-An OJ RP (Chp 34)

Ozzy: *returns home with a soft sigh and looks to the folded piece of paper on the seat next to him* oh boy... This is gonna suck... *grumbles*

Thrax: *ears twitch at the sound of the car and he sets the book he was reading down*

Ozzy: *grabs the note and stuffs it in his pocket before getting out of the car and heading in*

Thrax: *turns as he sees Ozzy entering* Welcome home, angel.

Ozzy: Hey dad. *hands in his pockets, grips the note a little, really not wanting to give it to his father*

Thrax: *cocks his brow* No trouble today?

Ozzy: Well...

Thrax: Ozzy, what are you hiding? *gets up and begins inching towards Ozzy*

Ozzy: Nothing... *but pulls the note out of his pocket, the paper rather crinkled*

Thrax: *sees the note and snatches it out of Ozzy's grip* What's this? *smoothes out the paper and reads the note, keeping a grip on Ozzy's shoulder*

*the note reports a few old problems that rose up in Ozzy today. While it's been a long time since there's been a serious issue with him his attitude toward the chief was less than stellar and he'd gotten into a verbal altercation with his co-worker. According to the note the altercation between Ozzy and his co-worker wasn't terribly minor... he'd shoved the other officer and when brought to the chief's office he'd become rather loud and yelled at his boss*

Thrax: *turns towards Ozzy, gripping his shoulder tight* Osmosis what did you do this time?

Ozzy: It was just... a rough day... *looks at the floor*

Thrax: A rough day? a rough day? No matter what I do you always cross the line, Osmosis.

Ozzy: *winces a little and looks down* I'm sorry... *from the look on his face... he knows he's done wrong*

Thrax: *tightens his grip* Sorry? You're sorry?

Ozzy: *winces a little and says nothing more, cringing at his tone*

Thrax: Your behaviour has hardly improved at all since you've started living with me. I don't even know why I bother anymore. *drags him to the bedroom* You know what's coming, don't you?

Ozzy: Yes sir... I'm sorry.

Thrax: *glares at him* Sorry? You say sorry every time and I don't think you mean it every time you say it. *sits down and hauls Ozzy over his lap*

Ozzy: I mean it I do!

Thrax: *snorts* That I'd like to believe. *flames the tip of his finger and infects Ozzy though a little more than last time before delivering a hard swat to his bare ass.*

Ozzy: *lets out a gasp and then whimpers at the first swat, the spank hurting him more than it normally would* Oww!

Thrax: You deserve this Osmosis. *gives a few more hard swats*

Ozzy: *whimpers softly and grips the bedding* oww.. Ow I'm sorry! *clings to Thrax's leg*

Thrax: *doesn't seems to be listening as he brings a few more hard blows*

Ozzy: *starts to cry into the mattress, his bottom clenching with each painful smack*

Thrax: *brings another blow down full force*

Ozzy: *wails, clinging to his leg* Oww! I'm sorry daddy! *sobs into the bed sheets, his bottom stinging* I'm sorry!

Thrax: *sighs and delivers a final blow* That should do it. *flicks his wrist a bit*

Ozzy: *continues to cry across his lap, this having been the first time he didn't reach back to try and protect his bottom from the spanking* M'sorry daddy... M'sorry... I know I was b-bad.. *clings tightly to his pant leg with one hand*

Thrax: *lifts him up, not allowing his ass to touch his lap, and holds him close*

Ozzy: *clings tightly to his shirt and wails into his chest, sobbing and promising to be good*

Thrax: *strokes his hair and begins to slowly rock him to sooth him*

Ozzy: *clings tightly to him, his cries decreasing in volume but he continues to tremble as he buries his face in his chest and sniffles, both arms around his waist*

Thrax: Now I want you to promise that you'll watch your attitude from now on. *gently rubs his back*

Ozzy: *nods* Y-yes sir... *sniffles, still clinging on to him* I'm sorry... I dunno what was up with me today... *rubs his eyes*

Thrax: *sighs* Just be careful, alright?

Ozzy: *nods again and sniffles into his chest*

Thrax: *lays Ozzy across his lap again then reaches for some lotion, gently applying it to Ozzy's burning ass and begins to slowly rub it in*

Ozzy: *sniffles calm softly* I've really been trying to do better.

Thrax: *sighs as he continues to massage the lotion in* Ozzy you let the slightest things get to you.

Ozzy: *softly* I know... *after a moment* daddy?

Thrax: Hmmm?

Ozzy: *softly* Am I grounded?

Thrax: *pulls his trousers up* Afraid so, baby. *wags his finger* You're not leaving the house but only to go to work.

Ozzy: *nods* I understand. *rubs his eyes* *sniffs softly and hugs him, accepting this part of his punishment*

Thrax: *cuddles him, rubbing his back*

Ozzy: *nuzzles him, calming*

Thrax: *strokes his face* No more bad behaviour alright or I could put you back in diapers again.

Ozzy: *nods* Yes daddy. I understand.

Thrax: Good boy. *kisses him*

Ozzy: *gives him a kiss back* I'll apologize to the chief and all tomorrow.

Thrax: That's my boy. *gently massages his stomach*

Ozzy: *rests his head on his shoulder and hugs him, not sleepy just cuddling*

Thrax: *gently purrs*

Ozzy: *hugs* want me to help with dinner tonight?

Thrax: Of course. *nuzzles him* Chicken Ala King sound okay?

Ozzy: What's that? *tilts his head*

Thrax: *chuckles* A chicken dish in a creamy sauce with boil rice.

Ozzy: oooh. Sounds good

Thrax: *laughs and carries Ozzy to the kitchen, setting him down next to the table.* This won't take long. *begins cooking*

Ozzy: *sets the table*

Thrax: *tests the sauce* That should do it. *sorts out the food and sets it on the table*

Ozzy: *sits gingerly*

Thrax: Eat up Ozzy, there's plenty.

Ozzy: *gets some food and tries it*

Thrax: *takes few forkfuls of his own*

Ozzy: *eats* Mmm Hey that's good

Thrax: *smiles* You'd be surprised what you can cook with just a few ingredients.

Ozzy: You mean there's not much in this?

Thrax: *shrugs* White wine sauce, a couple of peppers and a few pieces of cooked chicken, that’s about it.

Ozzy: That's cool. You so fancy!

Thrax: *chuckles* I just use what I have. *takes a few more bites*

Ozzy: *chuckles and finishes dinner*

Thrax: *finishes his own and picks up the dishes to wash them.*

Ozzy: *goes for his phone and dials Marie*

Marie: *answers the phone* Hello? *her voice sounding tired*

Ozzy: Hey grams?

Marie: Oh Ozzy, how are you sweetie?

Ozzy: I'm alright... how are you holding up?

Marie: *massages her eyes* I'm holding up alright. *sits down in arm chair* So, why the sudden call?

Ozzy: well I wanted to check up on you and stuff... and I was thinking and I had a question about mom but if you're too tired it's ok

Marie: *eyes widen* No not at all. What do you wish to know?

Ozzy: Well...do you know why she'd want to take me back when she wouldn't keep any of her other kids?

Marie: *sighs* To tell you the truth sweetie, when that harpy chooses a partner she uses them until they've reached their limit. She sees you as a replacement for your first father.

Ozzy: ... so like... um... sex?

Marie: I'm afraid so. She saw them as nothing but toys even having children didn't melt her ice heart. *sighs* I just wish I had stopped her when I had the chance long ago.

Ozzy: that's... kinda whacked that she wants to do that...

Marie: *nods* She's always been out of her mind. So twisted and cold. *covers her mouth as she begins to feel sick*

Ozzy: Hey grams?

Marie: *shakes it off* Yes angel?

Ozzy: *softly* I love you.

Marie: *smiles* Love you to, little one.

Ozzy: *smiles*

Marie: Is that all you wanted to know?

Ozzy: and to check up with you

Marie: *laughs lightly* Thank you, little one.

Ozzy: How's gramps doing?

Marie: He's doing well, sweetie.

Ozzy: that's good

Marie: *chuckles*

Ozzy: Hey wanna talk to dad?

Marie & Thrax: *same time* No thanks we're fine.

Ozzy: ... You guys are spooky.

Marie: *laughs* Because we're similar Thrax and I developed a telepathic link when I was carrying him.

Ozzy: really? Cool!

Marie: *chuckles* It surprised Vic when he found out but not me.

Ozzy: That is awesome... *to Thrax* hey that is awesome!

Thrax: *smirks*

Marie: *laughs* You get use to it.

Ozzy: *chuckles*

Marie: Is there anything else you want to talk about?

Ozzy: Well that arose some new questions... do all virus parents have telepathic links with their kids?

Marie: *crosses her legs* It's actually very rare.

Ozzy: Really? Wow. So how does it happen?

Marie: *thinks* Well in early development if the child and mother create a very strong bond certain brain waves link them to each other and if developed properly the link can help the mother know what the child is feeling even from a distance.

Ozzy: Ok cool tell me if you can feel this. *goes over to Thrax and gives him a big old kiss on the cheek*

Thrax: Hey. *smirks*

Marie: *places her hand on her cheek* Gave him a big kiss right on the cheek.

Ozzy: what about this one? *kisses Thrax on top of the head, he's being silly now*

Thrax: Ozzy!

Ozzy: *giggles* whaaaat?

Thrax & Marie: Now cut that out.

Ozzy: Spooky! *chuckles* ok *sits in a chair forgetting about his bottom* ow! *stands back up and rubs it*

Marie: *concerned* Are you alright?

Ozzy: Yeah I’m ok.. I.. um... got a spanking this evening...

Marie: *places her index finger and thumb on her forehead* That explains my headache early.

Ozzy: *winces a little * I'm sorry

Marie: *sighs* Ozzy you've really have got to watch your behaviour at times.

Ozzy: Yes ma'am.

Marie: Good boy.

Ozzy: *smiles and gives Thrax a big hug* That's for both of you.

Thrax: *wraps his arms round*

Marie: *chuckles lightly*

Ozzy: *chuckles* It's like I can hug you and dad at the same time.

Marie: You sure could, angel. *purrs*

Ozzy:*smiles and cuddles Thrax *

Thrax & Marie: We love you, angel.

Ozzy: *smiles* Love you too.

Marie: Well it getting late for me. Goodnight, angel.

Ozzy: goodnight Grams. Love you

Marie: Love you too, little one. *hangs up the phone*

Thrax: *raises his brow* What was that all about?

Ozzy: I just called grams to check on her and to ask about mom...

Thrax: Ah I see though I still can't believe they know one another.

Ozzy: Yeah... Kinda fate that I should meet you and them then huh? *smiles*

Thrax: *nods, cuddling Ozzy*

Ozzy: *squeezes a little and yawns a bit*

Thrax: *smiles* I think it time you went to bed. *strokes Ozzy's hair*

Ozzy: *nods* M'kay... Can I have some more lotion?

Thrax: *nods* Of course, baby. *leads Ozzy to the bedroom, laying him on his lap and begins to slowly rob the soothing oil on his tender ass*

Ozzy: *closes his eyes a little, feeling the heat in his seat being cooled down*

Thrax: *allow the oil to sink in before pulling Ozzy's boxers up while removing his pants and lays the sleepy cell on the bed before removing his own clothes and climbs in next to him*

Ozzy: *cuddles him, his thumb popping into his mouth*

Thrax: *strokes his hair* Goodnight, my baby boy. *kisses his forehead and settles down to sleep*

*Morning*

Thrax: *opens his eyes ands looks down on his son* Little angel. *strokes Ozzy's cheek with his claw*

Ozzy: *softly* Nah... if anyone's the angel you are dad... *hugs him, sleepily* You're my guardian angel...

Thrax: *chuckles and kisses him*

Ozzy: *softly*Can I say something really really weird?

Thrax: And what is that?

Ozzy: *softly* Thanks... for caring enough to spank me.

Thrax: *laughs lightly* You're welcome, my child. *nuzzles him*

Ozzy: *smiles and cuddles close, resting his head on his chest*

Thrax: *gently purrs*

Ozzy: *drifts off to sleep, happily cuddling him*

Thrax: *softly, humming a lullaby*

Ozzy: *sucks his thumb, listening to the lullaby*