Defying the Devil

Spike stayed awake for hours watching Xander sleep in his arms. He was deep in thought about what he was going to do next. The situation with the wheelchair and not being able to stand was the main problem. But he could feel himself becoming stronger every day. In a few weeks he figured he might actually be able to move his legs. Walking would be the easiest of his goals.

Taking the fledge however, was going to be difficult. Angelus was possessive. Maybe even more so than him. If Angelus really did want the young vampire, chances were his sire would stop at nothing to have him. But if it hadn't been for his disability he would have already been gone with Dru and the fledge, and Angelus would be a pile of dust at his feet.

But there was an upside -- when he was able to finally walk it would surprise the hell out of his sire. He could imagine the look of surprise on Angelus' face right before he shoved something hard and wooden through his heart. That would definitely show the bastard.

He tensed when he heard the door open. Someone walked up from behind and soft delicate hands wrapped around his neck and squeezed slightly. A childlike giggle sent shivers down his spine and he felt a nose pressed against his scalp.

"Hello my Spiky! Has the moon been nice to you today?"

"Dru!" he let out a steady breath.

"Oh," she giggled. " My boys been naughty. He's got himself a new pet. Naughty, naughty, Spike." She removed her hands from his neck and twirled in circles around the wheelchair. "Spike's been naughty," she laughed and swayed her hips back and forth. "Taking what's not yours. Bad Spike!"

The blond vampire grabbed her wrist and stopped her movement.

"Dru, luv, what are you doing here? S'not going to be dawn for a few hours. Shouldn't you be out hunt'in pet?" He removed his hand from her wrist and returned it to the sleeping fledge, Xander.

"I came to see the show," she giggled. "Daddy's going to put on a show and the flowers are going to watch. There's going to be treats and daddy's going to use the little one, blood will flow. Tasty honey it is. I can taste it Spike. Tasty honey blood from the little one." She swayed her hips and shut her eyes. A trance like state took over her body and she licked her lips in delight. "Blood, blood, everywhere. Wraps around me, in my hair."

"Dru -- pet, what's daddy going to do?" Spike spoke softly. The fledge stirred in his arms and he knew that the young vampire was waking. He panicked for a second, seeing Dru was going to startle Xander. He made shushing noises and massaged the young vampire’s back trying to make it comfortable enough so that Xander would go back to sleep.

Druscilla opened her eyes and leaned over the fledge’s body. "Oh, the little one's waking! Spike, I don't like him. He lied to me with his pretty blue light, it sucked me in it did. But it was a lie. The little one's been bad and he needs to be punished." She clenched her teeth and growled into Xander's ear, waking the vampire.

"Sire!" Xander moaned and opened his eyes groggy with sleep. He caught his sire's gaze and sighed. "What's going on?"

"Go back to sleep pet. S' nothing." Spike placed his hand on the young vampires head and dragged him towards his chest. Xander was dazed and still in need of more rest so he hadn't noticed Druscilla.

But the vampiress was intent on making her presence known.

"Daddy's coming for you little one. Best be getting up to greet 'im." Xander removed his head from Spike's chest and turned to stare at Druscilla, his true sire. His eyes widened and he whimpered softly.

"Dru, leave now!" Spike tried to sound calm but Druscilla was going to excite Xander, and that's the last thing he needed. He hadn't started the process of claiming the fledge, and if Xander was still holding on to hope that his real sire would take him back then he wouldn't allow himself to be claimed by another.

"But Spike," Druscilla moaned. "The shows about to start and I don't want to miss it." She placed her hands on Xander's shoulders and whispered into the fledgling’s ear. "You won't want to be missing it either kitten. Daddy's gonna make a show, and screams will echo through the night." Xander moaned softly and rubbed his cheek against Druscilla's hand.

"Please Sire!" he moaned.

It took all of Spike's will power not to yell at Druscilla. She was messing everything up. Xander could not become dependent on her now, and he damn well wasn't going to be holding on to hope that she would take him back either.

He loved his Dru, but he meant it when he said she was too looney to be a proper sire. It would screw Xander up more then her rejecting him.

"Dru I'm serious now... Get the hell out of my room!" he growled through clenched teeth.

"Was our room you know... Guess my Spike doesn't want me anymore," she whispered in Xander's ear. The fledge breathed out a steady 'Please', but she didn't listen. "Was our room. Now Spike doesn't want to hold me. But you want me to stay, don't you kitten?"

"You damn well know why we don't share a room anymore Dru!" Spike snapped.

Druscilla removed her hands from Xander's shoulders, leaving the fledge whimpering against Spike's chest. Soon the fledge's whimpering became heavy panting and he buried his face in the crook of the blond's shoulder. Druscilla looked at the fledge with disinterest and frowned.

"Oh, the little one hurts. Serves 'im right it does."

Spike flinched when Druscilla's hand cupped his cheek, he was still angry. "My boy, I take care of you. Don't be cross with me. Didn't mean to make my Spike mad." The vampiress kissed Spike's forehead and walked toward the door.

"The show will start very soon. I believe I'll get ready, grab Miss Edith and make her dance with me," she giggled and left the room.

Relief washed over him and the blond took one last look at the door before turning his attention back to his new childe.

"Xander – pet. You alright?" Spike rubbed Xander's back gently. But the fledge could not be consoled and he continued to pant against him.

Spike brought his hand up to his mouth and morphed into his demon guise. His fangs pierced his wrist and he offered the wound to the vampire in his lap.

"Drink pet. It'll help calm you." Xander hesitated, his body shaking – he refused to take the offered blood.

"I said drink pet." The fledge still refused the offered blood and stared at the presented wrist. "What the hell is wrong this time? Why aren't you drinking?" Spike snarled.

"I-I-I'm not allowed to drink unless Master Angelus gives me permission," Xander quickly replied and continued to stare at Spike's wrist, his body still shaking against the elder vampires.

"This is just bloody marvelous," Spike sighed. "Angelus ain't here pet. I told you I'd take care of you didn't I? Take you in as my own." Xander didn't answer.

"You're breaking a rule pet." Spike raised his hand and smacked the fledge’s backside hard. "Answer now!"

"Yes... Sire. You said you would. I'm sorry. I guess... I guess my sire... My other sire; excited me," the fledge said shakily.

"That's alright pet. Now drink." Spike gently kissed Xander's temple and pressed his wrist to the fledge’s mouth. It took a few moments but Xander took the offered blood and sucked on the wound. Eventually his body calmed against Spike's and the elder vampire took his wrist away; allowing Xander to rest soundly against him.

"Now I know Dru excites you pet. It's only natural, she is your sire. But I have a new rule. From now on you are no longer to speak to Dru. If she touches you I want you to try your best to relax, it's OK if you get physically excited, s' natural like I said. But NO, and I mean NO talking to 'er. Got it?"

Xander hesitated for a moment, and with a sigh he responded.

"Sire, I don't know if I'm strong enough. I still..." he stopped. Tears filled his eyes and fell down his cheek unto Spike’s shoulder. "I'm sorry Sire. I do want you as my Sire. I do. But I still want her to want me."

"Well that's fine pet. I can't really hold that against you if you still want her. Doesn't mean I have to like it though. Now I want you to do something for me pet."

"What do you wish of me Sire?"

Xander relaxed against the blond and prepared himself for anything the elder vampire might command him to do. When there was no immediate answer he looked up into Spike's eyes and noticed the blond smiling at him. Before he could register what was going on Spike's lips descended on his own and the blond's tongue thrust out against his lips, demanding entry.

Xander moaned when his sire's tongue thrust harshly inside his mouth, but he allowed its entry. He wrapped his arms around Spike's head and pulled the elder vampire closer to him, urging his sire to dominate him. The tongue explored every inch of his mouth and Xander pulled back slightly and attempted to catch an unneeded breath; but was unable when Spike's hand came to the back of his head and forced him back into the kiss.

Xander couldn't fight off the excitement he felt at being dominated by his sire. His cock became erect and he rubbed himself against Spike's clothed stomach. The pleasure he felt became too much and he bit Spike's tongue, causing a small amount of blood to pour into his mouth.

Xander wanted more. He needed it. He thrust his tongue back with equal force and more of his sire's blood filled his mouth. The blood didn't have the same effect on him as it had earlier. Whereas the blood calmed him before, now it excited him and sent a fiery passion through him that made him want Spike, his sire, his master, more than anything he could have ever imagined. He rubbed his erection forcefully against Spike's stomach, trying to give the blond the hint that he wanted to be touched.

Xander felt his head being drawn back and moaned when the kiss was broken.

"OK pet. New game. Go to the bed and get on your hands and knees."

Xander looked at his sire questioningly and turned his head to scan the room. Directly behind him was a large bed, probably the one his sire had shared with his other sire. It confused him a little to refer to them both as Sire, but that's what they were, both of them. He pushed that thought to the back of his mind and obeyed the orders he was given.

He got up quickly and nearly toppled over when his legs buckled and almost gave out from under him. His body felt weak from lack of blood and he also needed more rest. But he didn't want to disobey. A task was given and he needed to do it.

The excitement was something he hadn't expected. But this he really wanted whatever it was. So with all the strength he had within him, he crawled to the bed.

Positioning himself on his hands and knees he faced his sire. But the blond shook his head and smiled at him.

"Turn around pet."

Obeying the order, Xander turned around and presented his ass to the blond. The position sent excitement through his entire body and his cock became unbearably hard in anticipation of what was going to happen.

Spike wheeled himself to the young vampire and smiled at the fledge’s eagerness. Xander was squirming in anticipation, spreading his legs wider to show him just how well he could obey orders.

Spike pressed his thumb over Xander's puckered hole and smiled when it contracted under his touch.

"Tell me pet, were you ever touched as a human? Anyone ever given you excitement there before me? Any male lovers pet?" The blond took his thumb away and placed it into his mouth, coating it with saliva, before bringing it back to the tiny hole and breaching the ring of muscle.

"No Sire!" Xander moaned and buried his face into the mattress. The thumb worked its way partially into his rectum and went in halfway before pulling out and going back in again. Xander knew he wasn't going to be able to last much longer. The pleasure of his sire's touch was just too much.

Then the thumb was taken away and for a moment nothing happened. Xander felt two moist digits at his hole and they were rammed into him harshly, pushing inside, stretching him, and going deeper and harder with every thrust. He moaned into mattress loudly and arched his back in delight as he thrust back against the fingers. All he needed was touch, his erection needed to be touched, and then he could cum.

A third finger was added and made a scissoring motion in the fledge’s hole. Spike jabbed his fingers hard into the stretched anus and three digits were buried into his childe's rectum up to his knuckles. The thrusts stopped and he held Xander's waist, forcing the fledge to be still.

"Now you see pet this is what it's going to be like. I've fed you my blood and it won't take long until you want me, my touch. Everything I am you'll want. It's all consuming. That need will take over and you'll be just as excited for me as you were for Dru. That's the bond we'll share pet. And it's a good thing you want it," he laughed. "Cause I sure as bloody hell am gonna take it."

"Please Sire... Please take me!" Xander moaned loudly trying to thrust back against Spike's fingers. But his hip was held tight by the blond, he was unable to push back and find that pleasure he so desperately wanted.

"I wish I could take you pet. But I can't right now."

Xander whimpered softly and earned himself a hard slap on his ass.

Spiked sighed. "You get your feelings hurt too easy pet. The reason I can't take you like you want, and like I want, is that I'm in a goddamn bloody wheelchair." He snarled. "But don't worry pet, I'll take you and claim you once I'm out of this damn thing. For now though, I want you to give me preview. Show me how much you want me to fill you."

The blond's hand was removed from Xander's hip and the message was clear. Xander thrust back into the fingers before pulling forward quickly and moving back hard.

Spike watched wide-eyed as his childe fucked himself on the three digits. Anger swelled up inside him and he wished he could take Xander, claim him properly. But for now he decided to relax and enjoy himself. This was a good show.

"So fucking gorgeous pet. That's it, a little harder. Show me you want it. That's damn good, your beautiful ass swallowing my fingers. You want it bad don't you luv?"

"Yes!" Xander screamed and thrust back with punishing force, finding that spot which his sire had found earlier. His erection became unbearably hard and he moaned loudly, pushing back hard on the fingers, wanting them deeper and to keep hitting that spot.

"Please! Please touch me Sire!"

Spike decided not to let Xander suffer any longer. In one quick move he grabbed hold of the fledge’s erection and stroked it fast and hard.

With the pressure of three fingers continuously hitting his prostate, and now the sweet touch of his sire's hand on his cock, Xander exploded. His dead seed spilled upon the bed and it was too much for him to handle. He collapsed like a ton of steel, unconscious from the pleasure. Spike removed his fingers from Xander’s hole and smiled, “You did good pet.”

The blond's eyes traveled up and down the naked form of his new childe. Excitement built up inside and he couldn't wait to be out of the damned wheelchair. He decided the first thing he was going to do was claim his fledge properly. Xander was going to be his perfect childe.

His. Forever. And no one would stand in his way.

"SPIKE! DRUSCILLA!"

"Oh balls."

TBC