Bettel said it as a tease. He was sure with the light tone in his voice Altare would see it as a joke. He was not prepared for the smile flashed at him. Altare looked gently amused lips curled in a way that gave him the appearance of a cat, it was his eyes, colder than a glacier, that gave away his true feelings. 

Not a note of irritation or annoyance was in his voice when he told Bettel to go to HR for his punishment. The jester went without protest chilled by the look on his leader's face. 

"Haa? Uh come in I guess."

Bemused Bettel opened the door blinking at Axel who squinted back in return. "What's up need something?"

"Um Altare told me to come here to be corrected?" 

"Corrected?” Axel’s face scrunched up further with confusion. “Ah~ what'dja do to piss him off?"

"I called him a joke." Bettel shrugged with an awkward grin. 

"Is that all??" Axel huffed rolled to his feet. "Ya didn’t cus him out too? Talk about an overreaction." Axel sighed stretching. “A'ight take it off.” 

Bettel blinked owlishly. “Ta-take it off?? Take what off?”  

“Your coat. Haori? Whatever that is you’re wearing.” Axel waved a hand at him. Bettel grimaced but unfastened his coat letting it slide down his arms feeling apprehension building in his chest. It really didn’t help that once his coat was bundled in his arms Axel whistled, “Uoh zettai ryouiki.” He looked pleasantly surprised staring unabashedly at his thighs. The urge to do an about-face and rush out the room was strong. “Okay! To the bed! Go go.” Axel waved him towards it. Bettel turned and shuffled to it mind suddenly kicking into overdrive.

Was he about to be spanked? Did Altare seriously send him to Axel to be spanked?? It was the only thing looping in his thoughts when he reached the edge of Axel’s bed. So distracted he barely heard Axel rumbling around behind him muttering curses in English and Japanese as he searched for something. A belt? Maybe a paddle? Or a ruler . . . Bettel jumped as his coat was plucked from his hands and tossed onto a nearby dresser. Axel grabbed his arms pulling them behind his back. He heard the rattle of a chain and felt the cold bite of it digging into his arms before he was pushed forward on the bed face smashed in the blanket ass up on his knees. 

Bettel immediately began trying to wiggle away. Only to be caught and dragged back Axel tutting in response. “Ah ah ah no running away.” 

Bettel groaned stilling. “What are you gonna do?” Maybe he could convince Axel to not go too hard with the smacks. 

“I’m gonna knot your ass!” Axel chirped.

Bettel’s brain stalled at the words disbelief wiping all thoughts out of his head. Axel palmed his ass squeezing humming, “Your dumpy not as thick as Magni though.” 

Bettel sputtered, unsure if the words were protest to the imminent knotting or the fact his ass was called flat. He swiftly picked protesting the knotting when Axel’s hands slid under his body to the front of his shorts. 

“Wait wait! What do you mean knotting?! I thought you weren’t a dog!”

“I’m not a dog!” Axel huffed back. His hands were still moving finding the button for his shorts undoing them. “But~ I do have a BIG dick and HUGE balls so like I come BUCKETS and it’s kinda like knotting I guess.” 

“Wait hold on! Can’t you punish me some other way?! Like like SPANKING?”

“Nah Leader-san says that don’t work anymore cause you can just get a pain potion from Magni to feel better.” His shorts were open and being pulled down along with his underwear. The cool air washing over his exposed backside had Bettel tensing. 

“Then then can’t you just pretend you-”

“Nah Mister Altare will come and check.” 

“He’ll check-!” Bettel wheezed horrified over the sound of something being popped open. He squeaked as cold fluid poured between the crack of his ass and Axel’s calloused fingers brushed and rubbed at his hole.

“Wait wait-” He whimpered squirming trying to arch away from the touch, but Axel had one hand on his hip holding him in place as one of his fingers pressed in sinking into his body.

“Ya gotta relax or this’ll hurt like a bitch.” Bettel flushed breath hitching. He tried letting the stiffness in his body go but the feeling of Axel’s finger diving deeping inside had him tensing all over again. Axel sighed above him and tipped more lube over his ass. The minutes melted away passing in what felt like a slow crawl. Bettel’s mind hazed over, soft mewls issuing from his mouth, stuck on the sensation of Axel’s rough fingers rubbing at his walls pressing and stroking his prostate making his body twitch. 

“That should be good enough.” The fingers left his insides. Bettel dimly heard rustling of Axel’s clothes before he was leaning over him, a hot long rod sliding against his skin to his hole pushing in. 

Bettel went rigid. Axel felt as big as he boasted being. He was being speared open, even with how much Axel prepared it felt like he was still being split in half. 

“Shit stop getting so tight I can’t move.” Axel groaned his hips restlessly moving in shallow thrusts trying to sink into Bettel’s body. Bettel wished he had the breath to complain but all he could do was gasp broken little sounds the deeper Axel reached until he bottomed out. Axel moaned into the back of his neck sounding just as wrecked as Bettel felt. The drag back was just as torturous Bettel shook whining tears springing to his eyes. Axel growled against his skin before he snapped his hips forward wrenching a cry out his throat. 

Each thrust rocked his body, if not for the grip on his hips keeping him still he’d be sliding across the bed. Axel mouthed at his neck sharp teeth nicking at his flesh. The flashes of pain mixed with pleasure made his eyes roll and dick leak onto the blanket below. Bettel tingled all over, quivering flushed, feeling overly sensitive. His mind blank only centered on the cock ravaging his insides. Bettel’s voice rose so loud he could barely hear Axel grunts even with him near his ear. 

Axel’s hand crept up to his stomach pressing in. Bettel choked on a high keen, he was vividly aware of how deep Axel was inside him, grinding against his walls. He writhed needy noises spilling from lips, drooling. Axel rocked into him faster moans pitching up to whines. He was flushed to his body not an inch of space between them, the pace of his thrusts stuttering. The sudden wave of heat filling Bettel made his head white out. When he came to Axel had his ass in hand once more lazily thrusting his softening cock in and out like he was trying to make sure his jizz stayed within.

Bettel briefly faded away again. 

He woke a second time to a light touch to his forehead brushing locks of hair aside. Altare leaned over him peering at his face. He went out of sight for a moment. Bettel felt fingers spreading his hole open, letting a flood of fluid drip out, then Altare was back.

“What do you say~?”

“I-I'd like to formally apologize for my comments.” He slurred voice hoarse. 

Altare smiled the expression sweet. He brushed Bettel’s hair again, Bettel belatedly realized it was fingers that were just at his hole.  

“Apology accepted.”