Live The Question
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sevendeadlyfunPairings: Various (Spike/Xander this chapter)
Rating: NC-17 overall (NC-17 this chapter)
Warnings: m/m sexual activity, slight non-con, language
A/N: This was a difficult chapter to write. Not from a story perspective, but from a personal one. I have a difficult time "slashing" Xander as a human, and so if this seems forced, that's why. Con/crit always welcome, as usual!
Rating: NC-17 overall (NC-17 this chapter)
Warnings: m/m sexual activity, slight non-con, language
A/N: This was a difficult chapter to write. Not from a story perspective, but from a personal one. I have a difficult time "slashing" Xander as a human, and so if this seems forced, that's why. Con/crit always welcome, as usual!
Spike practically dragged Xander into his bedroom, still fuming over Angel's dismissal. He growled under his breath, gold bleeding into his blue eyes. Time to show the ponce just who I am, Spike thought.
“Sweet little pet,” Spike purred, pulling Xander into his arms. Fear and arousal poured off the stockier man's body in waves, the combined scents sending shots of lust straight to Spike's groin. He smiled menacingly and licked a line up Xander's exposed neck.
“Sp-Spike?” Xander quavered, his own desire shimmering inside him.
“Don't worry, Xanpet. Gonna do this right, make you scream for me,” Spike assured the younger man.
Spike pulled his shirt off, pushing Xander down on the bed. The brunette landed with a thump on the mattress, and he watched open-mouthed as Spike finished stripping. The lean muscular body, pale and striking in the gloom, rippled as Spike stalked over towards Xander.
“Too many clothes, luv,” Spike pronounced thickly, his cock bouncing with his steps. Xander didn't reply, his gaze fixed on the rampant erection standing out from Spike's body. The tip, shiny wet with pre-cum, seemed to entrance Xander, and Spike smirked as the other man licked his lips.
“Wanna taste me, Xan? Want my prick between those pretty lips,” Spike teased, hand fisting around his shaft.
Xander remained silent, but Spike heard the boy's heart speed up at his words. He could practically taste the desire in the room and it made him feel powerful. William the Bloody is back, he crowed to himself.
Spike stood between Xander's legs and wiped his cock around his lover's face, smearing the clear liquid over features gone slack with lust. Xander's tongue flickered in and out, trying to catch the drops of pre-cum as they spattered and rolled down his face.
“That's my lovely little pet,” Spike murmured, watching Xander lap at his cock. He thrust quickly between the thick pink lips, reveling in the moist heat that surrounded him. “Yeah, like that....oh bloody hell, such a sweet boy...”
Xander gasped around the thickness that filled his mouth. Despite what he'd told Spike, he had no experience in being fucked. He'd always been the top, mostly because he'd wanted to save this part of himself for Spike. He'd known Spike was dead, but native Sunnydalers never trusted death. It just wasn't very permanent. So this was the first dick he'd ever had in his mouth, and hell yeah this was hot, but not what he'd expected.
He figured Spike would be a bit nicer, maybe there'd be some kissing and touching. But, Xander supposed that demons were just different in bed. So he worked his mouth around Spike's dick, tongue sliding around the fat head and wiggling into the seeping slit. Spike's fingers suddenly pulled his hair, and Xander squawked as he was removed from his prize.
“Naughty little boy, “ Spike panted. “Wouldn't want this to end. That would spoil all the fun I've got planned. Need to get you naked, Xan. Want to feel your skin.”
Xander grinned. That was more like it. Skin on skin, hands and mouths touching, sounded a lot better than just lying back and taking it. He shucked his clothes off quickly and moved towards Spike, arms open.
Xander gasped as Spike finger's dug into his soft flesh. The blonde's grasp was brutally painful as he manhandled Xander into bed. The little pricks of pain thundered along Xander's nerves, filling him with hot and cold flashes of lust. His dick began to quiver, the pain and the lust mixing inside him. Xander shook his head, trying to figure out why it hurt and felt good at the same time. Pain had never played a role in love life before, so why would he like it now?
The little gasps and sighs coming from the brunette inflamed Spike. He pushed the boy face down onto the bed, human teeth nipping down Xander's spinal column. He took tiny bites, sometimes only reddening the skin and other times actually piercing the flesh, drawing tiny beads of blood. The rich scent and sweet taste of Xander's blood intoxicated the blonde vampire, lingering on his tongue.
Xander started to panic when he smelled the heavy copper scent of his own blood. This wasn't what he wanted, and he began to struggle underneath Spike. Too bad his prick didn't agree. Even as Xander struggled, he pulled roughly on his own erection, moaning and gasping for Spike to fuck him.
What a perfect little pet, Spike thought. Bleeding and filled with fear, but still begging for a good rogering. Spike decided to up the ante, and rained a few hard smacks down on Xander's firm, trembling cheeks.
Xander reared up slightly, the sting of the spanking taking him by surprise. Spike shoved him back down again, and smacked harder. The boy's arse pinked up nicely, Spike observed and he continued to spank those beautiful pink cheeks until they were hot and red.
A tear trickled down Xander's face as he writhed and moaned. His body hurt, the tiny cuts on his back and newly formed bruises on his ass leaving him an all-over mass of pain. But his desire overwhelmed the pain and he humped the bed in frustration.
“Sp-Spike, p-please!” he howled. “N-n-need you, p-please!”
“That's it, luv, “ Spike crooned. “Show me your pretty pussy, let me see what you've got on offer. Want to be my little bitch, Xan? Want me to split you open, give you what you've been begging for? Can smell your tears, luv. Lovely smell, that. Makes me want you more.”
Xander shook his head, and Spike growled. Pulling the boy up on his knees, Spike snatched up a half-empty tube of lubrication sitting on the nightstand. Squeezing a glob onto his hand, he shoved two fingers deep inside Xander, stretching the tight muscles and feeling them clench around his fingers. With that, he pushed his cock in, yelling in triumph.
“ 'S good, Xan...” Spike grunted, pistoning his hips. “Love your sweet little arse, pet. “
Xander shook, the burn in his ass fading as Spike's cock bumped his prostate. His hand took up the rhythm of Spike's hips, and he stripped his cock violently. The pain made his head fuzzy, the pleasure made his body weak and he began to cry out for Spike.
“Spike, need to cum, please, make me cum, want to cum for you, please SPIKE!”
“Yeah, I got you, luv,” Spike panted. “Want to fill your sweet little arse with my spunk. Gonna make you overflow, Xan. Make you mine, my bitch, my boy, FUCK!”
Spike trembled with the force of his orgasm, emptying himself into Xander. It seemed to last forever and for a moment, he was sure he could hear his long vanished pulse pounding in his ears. Xander joined him, spilling buckets of semen onto the sheets.
Xander mewled weakly, collapsing face first on the mattress. Spike pulled out, careful now that the heat of his rage and lust had vanished. He could smell the blood, taste the fear, and this time it made him sick.
Promised him, Spike berated himself. Told him I didn't want to hurt him. One bad day and I'm worthless.
Spike lay down next to Xander, cuddling the shaking sobbing man close. Xander, confused and sated, accepted Spike's embrace. The two of them huddled together, needing the comfort that touch brought.
Xander began to hiccup, his sobs dying down. He opened his bloodshot eyes to see Spike, face filled with self-loathing and concern, staring at him.
“D-do you hate me,” Xander asked. “Is t-this your revenge, for what I did?”
“Oh no, Xander,” Spike answered brokenly. “No, luv. It's me, I'm wrong. 'M a bad man, pet. Shouldn't be allowed to touch you at all. I got mad, and I took it out on you. Won't ask you to forgive me, 'cause I don't deserve it. Just...let me try to make it right for you?”
Xander considered this, and nodded slightly. Spike tried to smile and failed. An uneasy silence permeated the bedroom, one that neither man felt brave enough to shatter.
“Sweet little pet,” Spike purred, pulling Xander into his arms. Fear and arousal poured off the stockier man's body in waves, the combined scents sending shots of lust straight to Spike's groin. He smiled menacingly and licked a line up Xander's exposed neck.
“Sp-Spike?” Xander quavered, his own desire shimmering inside him.
“Don't worry, Xanpet. Gonna do this right, make you scream for me,” Spike assured the younger man.
Spike pulled his shirt off, pushing Xander down on the bed. The brunette landed with a thump on the mattress, and he watched open-mouthed as Spike finished stripping. The lean muscular body, pale and striking in the gloom, rippled as Spike stalked over towards Xander.
“Too many clothes, luv,” Spike pronounced thickly, his cock bouncing with his steps. Xander didn't reply, his gaze fixed on the rampant erection standing out from Spike's body. The tip, shiny wet with pre-cum, seemed to entrance Xander, and Spike smirked as the other man licked his lips.
“Wanna taste me, Xan? Want my prick between those pretty lips,” Spike teased, hand fisting around his shaft.
Xander remained silent, but Spike heard the boy's heart speed up at his words. He could practically taste the desire in the room and it made him feel powerful. William the Bloody is back, he crowed to himself.
Spike stood between Xander's legs and wiped his cock around his lover's face, smearing the clear liquid over features gone slack with lust. Xander's tongue flickered in and out, trying to catch the drops of pre-cum as they spattered and rolled down his face.
“That's my lovely little pet,” Spike murmured, watching Xander lap at his cock. He thrust quickly between the thick pink lips, reveling in the moist heat that surrounded him. “Yeah, like that....oh bloody hell, such a sweet boy...”
Xander gasped around the thickness that filled his mouth. Despite what he'd told Spike, he had no experience in being fucked. He'd always been the top, mostly because he'd wanted to save this part of himself for Spike. He'd known Spike was dead, but native Sunnydalers never trusted death. It just wasn't very permanent. So this was the first dick he'd ever had in his mouth, and hell yeah this was hot, but not what he'd expected.
He figured Spike would be a bit nicer, maybe there'd be some kissing and touching. But, Xander supposed that demons were just different in bed. So he worked his mouth around Spike's dick, tongue sliding around the fat head and wiggling into the seeping slit. Spike's fingers suddenly pulled his hair, and Xander squawked as he was removed from his prize.
“Naughty little boy, “ Spike panted. “Wouldn't want this to end. That would spoil all the fun I've got planned. Need to get you naked, Xan. Want to feel your skin.”
Xander grinned. That was more like it. Skin on skin, hands and mouths touching, sounded a lot better than just lying back and taking it. He shucked his clothes off quickly and moved towards Spike, arms open.
Xander gasped as Spike finger's dug into his soft flesh. The blonde's grasp was brutally painful as he manhandled Xander into bed. The little pricks of pain thundered along Xander's nerves, filling him with hot and cold flashes of lust. His dick began to quiver, the pain and the lust mixing inside him. Xander shook his head, trying to figure out why it hurt and felt good at the same time. Pain had never played a role in love life before, so why would he like it now?
The little gasps and sighs coming from the brunette inflamed Spike. He pushed the boy face down onto the bed, human teeth nipping down Xander's spinal column. He took tiny bites, sometimes only reddening the skin and other times actually piercing the flesh, drawing tiny beads of blood. The rich scent and sweet taste of Xander's blood intoxicated the blonde vampire, lingering on his tongue.
Xander started to panic when he smelled the heavy copper scent of his own blood. This wasn't what he wanted, and he began to struggle underneath Spike. Too bad his prick didn't agree. Even as Xander struggled, he pulled roughly on his own erection, moaning and gasping for Spike to fuck him.
What a perfect little pet, Spike thought. Bleeding and filled with fear, but still begging for a good rogering. Spike decided to up the ante, and rained a few hard smacks down on Xander's firm, trembling cheeks.
Xander reared up slightly, the sting of the spanking taking him by surprise. Spike shoved him back down again, and smacked harder. The boy's arse pinked up nicely, Spike observed and he continued to spank those beautiful pink cheeks until they were hot and red.
A tear trickled down Xander's face as he writhed and moaned. His body hurt, the tiny cuts on his back and newly formed bruises on his ass leaving him an all-over mass of pain. But his desire overwhelmed the pain and he humped the bed in frustration.
“Sp-Spike, p-please!” he howled. “N-n-need you, p-please!”
“That's it, luv, “ Spike crooned. “Show me your pretty pussy, let me see what you've got on offer. Want to be my little bitch, Xan? Want me to split you open, give you what you've been begging for? Can smell your tears, luv. Lovely smell, that. Makes me want you more.”
Xander shook his head, and Spike growled. Pulling the boy up on his knees, Spike snatched up a half-empty tube of lubrication sitting on the nightstand. Squeezing a glob onto his hand, he shoved two fingers deep inside Xander, stretching the tight muscles and feeling them clench around his fingers. With that, he pushed his cock in, yelling in triumph.
“ 'S good, Xan...” Spike grunted, pistoning his hips. “Love your sweet little arse, pet. “
Xander shook, the burn in his ass fading as Spike's cock bumped his prostate. His hand took up the rhythm of Spike's hips, and he stripped his cock violently. The pain made his head fuzzy, the pleasure made his body weak and he began to cry out for Spike.
“Spike, need to cum, please, make me cum, want to cum for you, please SPIKE!”
“Yeah, I got you, luv,” Spike panted. “Want to fill your sweet little arse with my spunk. Gonna make you overflow, Xan. Make you mine, my bitch, my boy, FUCK!”
Spike trembled with the force of his orgasm, emptying himself into Xander. It seemed to last forever and for a moment, he was sure he could hear his long vanished pulse pounding in his ears. Xander joined him, spilling buckets of semen onto the sheets.
Xander mewled weakly, collapsing face first on the mattress. Spike pulled out, careful now that the heat of his rage and lust had vanished. He could smell the blood, taste the fear, and this time it made him sick.
Promised him, Spike berated himself. Told him I didn't want to hurt him. One bad day and I'm worthless.
Spike lay down next to Xander, cuddling the shaking sobbing man close. Xander, confused and sated, accepted Spike's embrace. The two of them huddled together, needing the comfort that touch brought.
Xander began to hiccup, his sobs dying down. He opened his bloodshot eyes to see Spike, face filled with self-loathing and concern, staring at him.
“D-do you hate me,” Xander asked. “Is t-this your revenge, for what I did?”
“Oh no, Xander,” Spike answered brokenly. “No, luv. It's me, I'm wrong. 'M a bad man, pet. Shouldn't be allowed to touch you at all. I got mad, and I took it out on you. Won't ask you to forgive me, 'cause I don't deserve it. Just...let me try to make it right for you?”
Xander considered this, and nodded slightly. Spike tried to smile and failed. An uneasy silence permeated the bedroom, one that neither man felt brave enough to shatter.
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on 2007-03-03 06:06 am (UTC)turned into Angel there for a bit... you better make it right.
did fine on this chapter pet.
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on 2007-03-04 02:57 am (UTC)I'm glad you think it worked well. I don't do Xander well. Makes me nervous...
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