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Steve Rogers was very very confused.
He had been taken from his cell and strapped onto some weird machine that had turned him into a kid. Along with the rest of his teammates who had been incarcerated with him. It was the first time he had been able to see them since they were taken.
He hadn't been able to talk to them though. He had been blindfolded right after and carted to here. Wherever here was.
"You can take your blindfold off now."
That was...but it can't be.
Steve quickly took the blindfold off and looked up at Tony, it was the first he'd seen him since his incarceration. It felt weird that he had to look up at him because he barely reached his waist.
"Tony, what the fuck is going on?" He didn't usually curse but he felt like the situation was calling for it.
Tony was looking at him sternly, which used to be the other way around but the whole accords thing had shifted their dynamic enough that it wasn't unexpected. The words that followed on the other hand.
"As you used to say, language. Can't believe you got here ten minutes ago and I already have to spank you."
What?
There it was again. Ross too had told him that he was going to get spanked. But that was ridiculous, his punishment couldn't be being turned into a child and being spanked. They didn't spank kids anymore these days. And they didn't even spank criminals back in his days, spankings were too childish for crime.
He laughed nervously, "very funny, Tony."
Tony's stern expression didn't change. "I'm not joking, Steve. Didn't Ross tell you what is your punishment?"
"I thought he was joking."
"Why would you think that?"
"Because," Steve drew the word out, "it's stupid. I'm not a child and it's stupid to turn me into one and then spank me."
"I think it makes perfect sense, you refuse to be held responsible for your actions and follow rules like a child so you get treated like one. You will relive your childhood and be brought up into a law abiding citizen."
Perhaps Tony didn't mean it that way but the indirect insult towards his parents, the implication that they didn't raise him right made Steve see red.
"Fuck you, fuck Ross and fuck this bullshit. I'm not doing this," he yelled and turned to leave.
Where he was going? He had no idea and it didn't matter because the next moment he was picked up by strong hands.
Steve squeaked as Tony picked him up. "Let me go!"
Tony paid no mind to him as he carried him to the couch and set him ass up over his lap.
Steve yelped as he felt a hard slap on his bottom. Tony was really doing this. He couldn't believe it.
He didn't makes another sound as Tony followed it with a second, third, continuous slaps. He wasn't going to cry, he wasn't actually six anymore and Tony wasn't his Pa. He also wasn't going to struggle, he knew Tony was far stronger than him and he didn't want to seem like a petulant child. Tony was in the wrong here and he was going to suffer whatever the madman unleashed on him with dignity. And once this bullshit over, he is gonna buy the apartment they used to rent with Bucky and forget all this. It was fine, this was better than torture.
But his resolve broke as the spanking went on, soon it felt like his ass was on fire and Tony had been spanking him forever.
It started with sniffling which turned to loud sobs as he kicked his feet and struggled to be let go which quietened into soft cries muffled into Tony's pants as he buried his face there.
"There, it's over," came Tony's voice making him realize the fact.
Tony pushed him off to his feet and Steve buried his face into his tiny hands and continued to sob.
Tony came to stand in front of him and Steve looked up through his fingers expectantly, his Pa always hugged him after a spanking.
Tony put a hand on his shoulder and guided him to the corner and turned his face towards it.
"I want you to stand in the corner for 20 minutes now. If you leave, you'll be spanked again."
Well, it has been already established that Tony Stark wasn't his Pa.
Steve still stood in the corner, not really wanting to repeat the punishment.