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Chapter 30/50 - Cinnamon
Title: Puppy Love 30/50 - Cinnamon
Pairings: Spike/Xander
Appropriate Ratings: NC17 overall, this chapter... NC17
Warnings: m/m, a little blood nothing too horrible.
Short Summary: Puppy gets a treat.
Beta: LJ User purpledodah and LJ User Laazikaat
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A.N.1 This is in response to the prompt table given to me by LJ User hawk_soaring. Thanks bunches again! Visit my LJ to see it!
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Xander lounged on Spike’s bed, idly playing with his ankle chain. It rattled and slipped sinuously with a slithering sound against the silk strewn bed. He sighed in boredom and pondered taking a shower, then quickly dashed that idea; Spike would have been displeased, he much preferred supervising, if not active participation.
He looked around the room and leaned against the headboard. He drew his knees close to his chest, resting his head on them as his thoughts drifted in a cloud of utter boredom. He was bored! At first he’d been easily distracted. Colouring books, his little box of treasures that Spike had gifted him with, along with the new comics Spike sometimes brought, he’d had a lot to do, but he’d done it all so many times before! He felt petulant and sulky, alone and so bored.
The remote let him flip through the few channels Spike permitted him to watch when not supervised. He yawned at the boring cartoons he’d seen in reruns so many times before he could recite the lines by memory. He sniffed and rubbed his nose, an odd scent wafting his way. An odd familiar scent
He shifted on the bed, crawling closer to the door, the bed soft and luxurious beneath his knees. He sniffed again, eyes slowly widening. He’d wondered if this was a taste he would ever be permitted again and it smelt like Spike just may be giving him a treat. The door opened and a heavy waft of spiced air entered the room. Xander’s mouth watered.
“Master, are those Cinnabon’s? They smell so good Master.” He crawled off the bed and crawled sensually across the floor to Spike’s feet, kneeling back with his thighs spread wide apart.
Spike laughed down at Xander, at how eagerly he waited at his feet, nose twitching. He closed and locked the door behind him, pocketing the key, and walked over to the bed. Xander crawled along beside him at a perfect heel, sniffing and looking up at him. “And if they are?”
Xander sniffed noisily, and licked his lips. He nudged and nuzzled Spike’s legs as the vampire sat down, kissing his feet softly, respectfully. “Please Master…”
“Please what puppy? Tell your Master what you want…” Spike plunked the box down on his desk and leaned back in his chair, looking down his body at Xander who groveled at his feet.
“Please Master, may I have a bite? It’s been so long since I last had anything sweet and cinnamony, I promise, only a small bite, I won’t devour the whole thing… please Master?” Xander begged in a soft voice, trying not to whine. Spike chuckled and stroked his lengthening brown waves.
Love his hair long, want it longer, want it to go past his shoulders, perfect length then. He fisted his hand gently in the brown waves and tilted Xander’s face up towards his. “Think you’ve earned it then puppy?”
Xander looked up at him wide eyed, and swallowed thickly, thinking frantically about what he could possibly say that would let him have a morsel. “I-I think that you should decide that Master, I’m not one to judge worthiness.” He looked down at the floor between his spread thighs, trying hard not to tremble. He felt those eyes on him, those cold blue eyes, looking him over, trying to decide what to do with him. He showed every bit of submission he could.
“Alright then…” Spike ripped off a bit of a Cinnabon and pushed the gooey, icing dripping pastry into Xander’s mouth. He bit his lower lip as Xander cleaned his fingers so attentively, so worshipfully. He pulled his digits free to see Xander’s bliss filled face as he chewed and swallowed the mouth full. He smiled and ripped off another piece, eating it himself before he ripped off another for Xander, the sticky gooey frosting covering his fingers took a while to cleanse.
Spike looked down at his pet with half lidded eyes, watching him suckle and lick and clean his fingers in a very worshipful way. He relished it, feeling his cock bloom inside his pants, and seeing such a willing and eager pet at his feet only made him harder. He stuck his fingers as deep as he could down Xander’s throat, noting he didn’t gag at all when his throat was pressed down upon. Too bad Spike’s cock always pressed against the roof of Xander’s mouth, making him gag each time.
Xander chewed happily at the Cinnabon and looked up at him almost beatifically while he savored the taste. He swallowed and smiled again up at Spike. He kissed Spike’s still outstretched fingers and murmured softly “Thank you Master.”
The boy had been beautifully obedient this last little while, perfectly submissive and accepting of his fate, he’d even stopped actively hating Spike and that was always a plus. Spike brushed Xander’s hair away from his eyes, then pinched the boy’s chin between thumb and forefinger, lifting his head upwards.
Spike held him at a high kneel and cupped the back of Xander’s head. He leaned forward, watching Xander close his eyes in anticipation, and he wasn’t denied. Spike kissed the human deeply, his tongue searching and probing, claiming and caressing his mouth.
Xander moaned and melted against Spike’s legs, his hands clenching and unclenching helplessly at his sides, wanting to touch him, wanting to feel him but without permission it was denied him. He kissed Spike back, his tongue almost timid, but gentle, teasing against Spike’s expert tongue. He whimpered at the back of his throat, aching to feel Spike against him, his cock hard and leaking against Spike’s leg.
Spike breathed deeply, the fizzy pheromone enhanced air cloying against his face. He sniffed heavily at the pure –want- pouring off the boy. He moved quickly, tossing the boy into the middle of the bed while he shed his pants and pounced on top of him.Dru was right, he’s what I wanted, what I needed. Haven’t thought about her in… a really long time. That’s the boy’s doing, his talent, his place, his path, and he’s beneath me now wanting more.
Spike hungrily kissed him again, this time in game face, fangs nicking and slicing lightly at the human's lips. Spike moaned at the taste and quickly unplugged the boy’s ass and slid inside in one smooth stroke. Xander squealed in surprise but accepted him, pressed up against him, wanted him even more. Xander had his legs hooked up over Spike’s shoulders, giving him access to his depths. Xander moaned and arched against him, moving his hips in motion with Spike’s thrusts.
Both of them groaned against the other, Spike’s lips abandoning Xander’s to kiss along the boy’s skin, licking repeatedly along the boy's throat, fangs just a hairsbreadth below the skin and the boy convulsed, and whined beneath him. Spike chuckled and bit Xander on the side of the neck, hot blood flooding the vampire’s mouth. Spike came at the taste and Xander screamed “MASTER!!” as he toppled over the edge right after him.
They collapsed onto the bed, both of them panting in lust and hunger, even though they’d just been sated. Spike’s hand clawed at Xander, pulling the human close, burying his face in the newly marked neck. He breathed in the scent of the blood of his boy and shivered slightly, swallowing saliva.
He’s everything she promised, and I’m starting to lose myself in the boy, every day falling deeper. Maybe it’s time I pulled back a little… maybe it’s time this tamed “Master” came back with a roar.
Pairings: Spike/Xander
Appropriate Ratings: NC17 overall, this chapter... NC17
Warnings: m/m, a little blood nothing too horrible.
Short Summary: Puppy gets a treat.
Beta: LJ User purpledodah and LJ User Laazikaat
X-posted to: -Complete list on my LJ-
A.N.1 This is in response to the prompt table given to me by LJ User hawk_soaring. Thanks bunches again! Visit my LJ to see it!
Xander lounged on Spike’s bed, idly playing with his ankle chain. It rattled and slipped sinuously with a slithering sound against the silk strewn bed. He sighed in boredom and pondered taking a shower, then quickly dashed that idea; Spike would have been displeased, he much preferred supervising, if not active participation.
He looked around the room and leaned against the headboard. He drew his knees close to his chest, resting his head on them as his thoughts drifted in a cloud of utter boredom. He was bored! At first he’d been easily distracted. Colouring books, his little box of treasures that Spike had gifted him with, along with the new comics Spike sometimes brought, he’d had a lot to do, but he’d done it all so many times before! He felt petulant and sulky, alone and so bored.
The remote let him flip through the few channels Spike permitted him to watch when not supervised. He yawned at the boring cartoons he’d seen in reruns so many times before he could recite the lines by memory. He sniffed and rubbed his nose, an odd scent wafting his way. An odd familiar scent
He shifted on the bed, crawling closer to the door, the bed soft and luxurious beneath his knees. He sniffed again, eyes slowly widening. He’d wondered if this was a taste he would ever be permitted again and it smelt like Spike just may be giving him a treat. The door opened and a heavy waft of spiced air entered the room. Xander’s mouth watered.
“Master, are those Cinnabon’s? They smell so good Master.” He crawled off the bed and crawled sensually across the floor to Spike’s feet, kneeling back with his thighs spread wide apart.
Spike laughed down at Xander, at how eagerly he waited at his feet, nose twitching. He closed and locked the door behind him, pocketing the key, and walked over to the bed. Xander crawled along beside him at a perfect heel, sniffing and looking up at him. “And if they are?”
Xander sniffed noisily, and licked his lips. He nudged and nuzzled Spike’s legs as the vampire sat down, kissing his feet softly, respectfully. “Please Master…”
“Please what puppy? Tell your Master what you want…” Spike plunked the box down on his desk and leaned back in his chair, looking down his body at Xander who groveled at his feet.
“Please Master, may I have a bite? It’s been so long since I last had anything sweet and cinnamony, I promise, only a small bite, I won’t devour the whole thing… please Master?” Xander begged in a soft voice, trying not to whine. Spike chuckled and stroked his lengthening brown waves.
Love his hair long, want it longer, want it to go past his shoulders, perfect length then. He fisted his hand gently in the brown waves and tilted Xander’s face up towards his. “Think you’ve earned it then puppy?”
Xander looked up at him wide eyed, and swallowed thickly, thinking frantically about what he could possibly say that would let him have a morsel. “I-I think that you should decide that Master, I’m not one to judge worthiness.” He looked down at the floor between his spread thighs, trying hard not to tremble. He felt those eyes on him, those cold blue eyes, looking him over, trying to decide what to do with him. He showed every bit of submission he could.
“Alright then…” Spike ripped off a bit of a Cinnabon and pushed the gooey, icing dripping pastry into Xander’s mouth. He bit his lower lip as Xander cleaned his fingers so attentively, so worshipfully. He pulled his digits free to see Xander’s bliss filled face as he chewed and swallowed the mouth full. He smiled and ripped off another piece, eating it himself before he ripped off another for Xander, the sticky gooey frosting covering his fingers took a while to cleanse.
Spike looked down at his pet with half lidded eyes, watching him suckle and lick and clean his fingers in a very worshipful way. He relished it, feeling his cock bloom inside his pants, and seeing such a willing and eager pet at his feet only made him harder. He stuck his fingers as deep as he could down Xander’s throat, noting he didn’t gag at all when his throat was pressed down upon. Too bad Spike’s cock always pressed against the roof of Xander’s mouth, making him gag each time.
Xander chewed happily at the Cinnabon and looked up at him almost beatifically while he savored the taste. He swallowed and smiled again up at Spike. He kissed Spike’s still outstretched fingers and murmured softly “Thank you Master.”
The boy had been beautifully obedient this last little while, perfectly submissive and accepting of his fate, he’d even stopped actively hating Spike and that was always a plus. Spike brushed Xander’s hair away from his eyes, then pinched the boy’s chin between thumb and forefinger, lifting his head upwards.
Spike held him at a high kneel and cupped the back of Xander’s head. He leaned forward, watching Xander close his eyes in anticipation, and he wasn’t denied. Spike kissed the human deeply, his tongue searching and probing, claiming and caressing his mouth.
Xander moaned and melted against Spike’s legs, his hands clenching and unclenching helplessly at his sides, wanting to touch him, wanting to feel him but without permission it was denied him. He kissed Spike back, his tongue almost timid, but gentle, teasing against Spike’s expert tongue. He whimpered at the back of his throat, aching to feel Spike against him, his cock hard and leaking against Spike’s leg.
Spike breathed deeply, the fizzy pheromone enhanced air cloying against his face. He sniffed heavily at the pure –want- pouring off the boy. He moved quickly, tossing the boy into the middle of the bed while he shed his pants and pounced on top of him.Dru was right, he’s what I wanted, what I needed. Haven’t thought about her in… a really long time. That’s the boy’s doing, his talent, his place, his path, and he’s beneath me now wanting more.
Spike hungrily kissed him again, this time in game face, fangs nicking and slicing lightly at the human's lips. Spike moaned at the taste and quickly unplugged the boy’s ass and slid inside in one smooth stroke. Xander squealed in surprise but accepted him, pressed up against him, wanted him even more. Xander had his legs hooked up over Spike’s shoulders, giving him access to his depths. Xander moaned and arched against him, moving his hips in motion with Spike’s thrusts.
Both of them groaned against the other, Spike’s lips abandoning Xander’s to kiss along the boy’s skin, licking repeatedly along the boy's throat, fangs just a hairsbreadth below the skin and the boy convulsed, and whined beneath him. Spike chuckled and bit Xander on the side of the neck, hot blood flooding the vampire’s mouth. Spike came at the taste and Xander screamed “MASTER!!” as he toppled over the edge right after him.
They collapsed onto the bed, both of them panting in lust and hunger, even though they’d just been sated. Spike’s hand clawed at Xander, pulling the human close, burying his face in the newly marked neck. He breathed in the scent of the blood of his boy and shivered slightly, swallowing saliva.
He’s everything she promised, and I’m starting to lose myself in the boy, every day falling deeper. Maybe it’s time I pulled back a little… maybe it’s time this tamed “Master” came back with a roar.