Caught

Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Joss owns it all damn him!

Well, I never intended to write a second part to this fic, but people
asked and it sort of just came out. I left it open, though I'm not sure if
I'm going to do any other parts. Thanks for reading.

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Chapter 2 - Mine

Spike lay on his lover's bed. Xander had left for work hours ago but
had immediately offered Spike the use of his apartment while he was
gone. The vampire had demanded a lengthy kiss and grope before
he would allow the human to leave. And Xander was more than
willing to comply. In fact, since Spike had arrived unannounced
yesterday, Xander had been more than compliant about every one of
Spike's desires.

Master. The boy had called him Master. And he'd meant it.

A heady rush of power surged through Spike. It had been a long time
since he'd felt that rush. Since even before getting that bloody chip in
his head; constantly beaten by that idiot Slayer, and then having Dru
reject him for a horny Fungus Demon. It had been years since he'd
had anyone obey him, want him, as much the boy seemed to.

They'd spent most of the night shagging. He even let Xander take a
turn puttin' it to him. He remembered the feel of Xan's hard cock
pushing into him, filling him. It'd been a long time since he'd had that
feeling as well.

Spike could feel his erection twitching to life. Just thinking about the
boy got him hard. Who would've thought that the whelp could be so
hot? So wantonly sexual? The desire that Spike remembered seeing
in Xander's eyes was enough to bring him to full attention.

Leisurely Spike reached down and began to stroke himself. He
closed his eyes, picturing the boy as he'd discovered him yesterday.
Lying prone on the couch, legs spread, cock hard, touching himself
and groaning.

The fantasy Xander in Spike's mind opened his eyes and Spike was
slammed with a fist of desire. The look in Xander's eyes, the want,
need, was enough to make Spike groan.

Spike's hand pumped faster, his hips thrusting up into his own tight
fist. A growl built up in the back of his throat, sending reverberations
throughout his chest. He pictured himself forcing Xander down onto
his knees, kicking his legs open and thrusting hard into his tight hole.

"Fuck, Xan!" Spike cried, his orgasm building. He pumped harder,
faster, tighter. "Mine!" The cry was wrung from his lips as he shot his
load into the air. Droplets of cum landed on his chest and stomach.
Spike was still recovering when he heard the soft whisper.

"Yours." Xander stood in the doorway, rock hard, and completely
naked. He'd come home during lunch hoping to have an hour or so
with Spike. Having been half hard all day, he wanted to get back to
his lover as soon as possible. When he walked in to find Spike
touching himself, he'd been blown away. And when he heard Spike
call his name and declare his ownership, he'd very nearly cum all
over himself.

Xander reached down to touch himself, but immediately withdrew
when he heard Spike's harsh command. "Stop!"

"No touching what's mine, luv."

"Yes, Master." Xander answered obediently, his heart hammering in
his chest.

"You're home a bit early, Xan?" Spike made the statement a
question.

"I couldn't stay away Master. Wanted to see you." Xander answered,
his cock throbbing. God, the way Spike was looking at him, he
wouldn't have to touch himself to cum.

"Did you now?" Spike leered at him, stepping off the bed and closing
in on Xander's trembling body. He took one cool digit, slipped it in his
mouth and slicked it down before trailing it along Xander's cheek and
then down his neck until he reached Xan's muscular chest.

Xander shivered, waiting. "Please, Master." He whispered.

"Please what, boy?"

"Please..." Xander looked up at him with big chocolate pleading eyes.
"May I cum, Master?"

Spike nearly caved in right then. But instead he said, "No. I'm not
through with you yet, pet."

"Yes, Master." Xander bowed his head.

"Get on the bed." He shoved Xander forward, watching as his pet's
hard dick bounced eagerly with every step. "On all fours, luv."

Xander knelt on the bed, ass in the air, waiting. He felt a sting as
Spike's open palm came down hard on his exposed ass cheek.
Xander couldn't help letting out a small grunt of pain, but this only
seemed to amuse and arouse Spike even more. "Who do you belong
to, pet?" Spike demanded.

"You! Master, you!" Xander was quick to answer, but the blows kept
coming. His butt was turning a rosy shade of pink, the sting lasting
longer and making his skin tingle.

"Did you enjoy the show, pet? Enjoy watching me get my knackers
off?" Spike's own hand felt the slight sting with each hard slap. The
warmth of Xander's skin was seeping into his hand and traveling up
his arm making the vampire shiver.

"Yes! No!" Xander didn't know which answer Spike was looking for.
"Please, Master!"

"Well, was it a yes, or no, pet? Did you know I was thinking about
you, Xan? Thinking about opening you up, fucking you?"

Xander's whole body shuddered at the image that popped into his
head at Spike's words. Tears sprang to his eyes as Spike continued
the assault on his ass. Xander needed to cum so bad he ached. He
shook his head trying to relieve some of the pain he was feeling.

"Well, Xan?" Spike demanded. "Yes, or no?"

"Yes!!" Xander screamed, finally deciding to go with the truth. It
wasn't as if Spike couldn't see how hard he'd been. How turned on
watching Spike cum had gotten him.

And just like that the spankings stopped. Xander sobbed with relief,
and then cried out with lust when he felt Spike's tongue bathing the
reddened skin.

"Good, pet." Spike praised him in between licks. "You don't lie to me,
ever, you hear?"

"Yes, Master." Xander groaned and pressed back against Spike's
cool tongue.

Spike licked Xander's bum until it was shiny with his spit. Then he
pursed his lips and blew lightly drying the pink tinged skin. Spike's
renewed erection jumped as Xander shivered at the sensation.

He kissed Xander's ass, trailing his tongue lightly over the skin, until
he reached the cleft between Xander's cheeks. Spike spread them
gingerly; his mouth watering as he spied Xander's quivering hole.

Spike let his tongue take one long sweep over Xander's puckered
opening, feeling the muscles in Xander's butt clench at the onslaught.
Spike took his time, circling the hole with the tip of his tongue before
letting himself dip into Xander's tight tunnel.

"Spike!" Xander groaned at the name without thinking. The rimming
he was receiving short-circuiting all his remaining brain functions.
When Spike pulled away from him, he had to force himself not to
collapse into a ball and cry.

"What did you call me, boy?" Spike demanded.

"Master! I'm sorry, Master!" Xander cried out, praying for
forgiveness.

"Who do you belong to?!"

"You, Master!"

"That's right, pet. You're mine." Spike positioned himself behind the
trembling boy, his cock head brushing against Xander's slicked hole.
"Mine!" Spike roared as he plunged into Xander's body.

Spike took him hard, thrusting powerfully. Xander was shaking from
head to toe, doing everything in his power to keep from cumming, to
keep from touching himself. But Spike kept brushing against his
prostate, making Xander's dick pulse and his balls tighten.

"You want to cum, luv?" Spike whispered in Xander's ear before
biting down hard on the lobe.

"Yes! Please!" Xander begged, sure he wouldn't be able to hold off
much longer.

Spike reached over, caressing Xander's cock gently before taking his
sac in hand and pulling hard.

"Ahhh!" Xander cried out at the sting of pain, but was relieved to find
his imminent orgasm receding.

Xander felt Spike nibble kisses up and down his neck, every once in
awhile grazing his fangs against Xander's skin. Xander couldn’t do
anything but hump back on to Spike's dick, searching for more,
begging Spike to go deeper, harder.

Spike longed to sink his fangs into Xander's hot flesh. But knew that,
that would be going too far. He was already surprised that the chip
hadn't fired during the spanking. He'd even gotten carried away
enough to bite down on the boy's delectable ear. Spike had the idea
that he might be able to get away with biting Xander, as long as it was
something the boy wanted. But he didn't wto tto take the chance, at
least not now. Now, all he wanted was to cum.

Spike rammed himself into Xander, grunting his pleasure as the boy
clenched around him. "Yes, luv. Just like that!" Spike cried out as he
felt himself lose control.

This time when he reached around to grasp Xander's dick he created
a tight tunnel of friction for the boy. He jacked him hard, matching the
rhythm of his thrusts. Xander was moaning incoherently, shaking his
head, no doubt trying to stave off his orgasm. But Spike was almost
there, ready to shoot out his pleasure and he wanted Xander there
with him. Leaning forward he licked at the spot of skin just below
Xander's ear and then whispered seductively, "Now, luv, cum now."

"Yes!" Xander cried out, letting loose his release. His cum pulsed
through his cock, the pleasure was so extreme that it turned into a
kind of pain. Xander felt as Spike reached his own climax, coating his
walls with cool cum. The feeling of Spike's cock throbbing inside him
was enough to keep him cumming, even after going dry. "Ahhh!
Fuck! Fuck!" Xander screamed as the feeling became too intense
and pain lanced through his sensitive cock.

Later, Xander woke to find Spike leaning over him. "Blacked out, luv."
Spike answered his unspoken question. Xander could have sworn
he'd seen a flash of concern behind Spike's ice blue eyes before the
vampire covered his expression with one of boredom.

"Sorry, Master." Xander answered automatically.

They lay together on the bed for awhile, Xander wondering what he
was going to tell his boss since he never returned from lunch. Xander
had almost made up his mind to get up and call in to work, when
Spike reached for him and pressed their lips together.

They kissed for what seemed like forever. Xander loved the way
Spike kissed. Like he enjoyed kissing, just for the sake of kissing,
whether it was going to lead to sex or not. As if Spike put everything
he had into his kisses. It made Xander dizzy and hard at the same
time.

"Mmmm." Spike pulled away to stare into Xander's big doe eyes.
"So you liked watching did you, pet?"

Xander blushed and murmured a quiet, "Yes."

Spike was intrigued to find that Xander could still blush after all the
things they'd done and said to each other in the past twenty-four
hours. He smiled and kissed Xander again. "So do I, luv." Spike's
hands began to wander of their own volition, touching Xander in all
his most sensitive places. "We'll make sure to do a lot more of that
when we play, okay, luv?"

Xander's blush deepened, amusing Spike even further, but he
answered with a heartfelt, "Okay." Before kissing Spike again.

"Okay, what, Xan?" e dee demanded sternly.

Xander bit his lip hard, drawing blood, at his slip. "Okay, Master.
Sorry, Master."

Spike leaned down, deciding to forgive his lover the slip, and took
Xander's bloody lip into his mouth. He suckled gently before letting
him go. "Mine!" He growled softly.

"Yours."

God, Xander's blood was a heady rush through his system. Spike
wanted more. More of Xander's blood and more of Xander's body.
Maybe it was time to test his theory? Spike was itching to sink his
teeth into the boy. He couldn't remember the last time he'd wanted
someone so badly.

"Ready to play another game, luv?"

"Yes, Master." And so was Spike.