The Birthday Present

Can't respond to reviews so just want to say thanks to kblood for taking the time. :) I get what you're thinking!!



Chapter Four

Lindsey woke up curled around the rigid body of his vampire. If he’d wanted further proof that the feelings he had for his toy were a little more than they ought to be, then he’d got it now. Hell, Spike was still in stand-by, so it’s not like he had cuddled him back.


“I’m a freak,” groaned Lindsey, rubbing a hand across his face.


He rolled away from Spike, and then peered at the vampire. His eyes were closed. They could be open or closed during stand-by. Did this mean that he was asleep? Did remote control vampires sleep? God, he was so perfect; just looking at him made him hard. Lindsey put a hand to his groin, fingers wrapping around his erection.


“I’m a freak,” he repeated, knowing that there was only one way that he wanted to start the day.


He reached for the remote control unit that he’d left on the bedside table, and activated Spike. Lindsey lay watching the vampire as he came out of stand-by. Spike’s eyes opened, and he blinked several times before his eyes focussed on Lindsey. To his disappointment, the vampire didn’t look at him with desire – though why should he now that the drugs had worn off – but rather, with suspicion; wariness. Lindsey sighed.


“Morning, Spike. Sit up on the edge of the bed.”


Spike immediately obeyed him. His eyes had noticed the boy’s erection and so knew what he was going to be having for breakfast.


Lindsey slid off the bed, stroking Spike’s back as he did so, and walked to the box of accessories. Spike was surprised at how gentle the touch had been. Even with the increased sensitivity that the silicon coating brought, the feeling had been pleasant and not painful. Spike stiffened as the plug began to vibrate.


Here we go again.


The relentless stimulation of the sensor soon had Spike’s erection matching his owner’s. He closed his eyes for a moment, only to open them again as he felt the tap on his face to make him open his mouth. Soon, the gag was fastened in place and Lindsey was shoving his cock in to the inviting mouth of his vampire. Spike set to work with sucking and teasing with his tongue, and was soon rewarded with his breakfast of fresh human semen. He swallowed it down and kept working with his tongue until the boy finally withdrew his softening cock.


Lindsey ruffled his vampire’s hair affectionately as he unfastened the gag. He leaned down and kissed the cool lips. With no drugs in his system Spike didn’t respond. He wasn’t programmed to kiss unless the chip was over-ridden by the drugs, or a specific command given. Lindsey let his hand rub down Spike’s chest until he met the tip of his cock. He knelt in front of the vampire, stroking his erection.


“Do you like that, Spike?” he asked quietly.


Christ, what do you think? It’s a great feeling; knowing that you can do what you want, and until you press that sodding button it’s just going to build and build and then fucking hurt before you let me come. How wou…


Spike’s bitter diatribe was halted, he trembled with shock, when Lindsey bowed his head in to Spike’s lap and licked the tip of Spike’s engorged cock.


Jesus! What’s the boy playing at?


Spike couldn’t help but rotate his hips forward towards Lindsey’s eager mouth. Without taking his mouth from Spike’s erection, Lindsey reached out and switched off the plug. He played with Spike’s cock for a few minutes more and then rocked back on his heels and looked Spike in the eye.


“Now tell me that you didn’t enjoy that?” said Lindsey grinning at Spike.


Spike blinked and held the boy’s gaze.


Was different. And yeah, it wasn’t horrible. Spike’s mind reeled. Why would his owner do that?


Lindsey held Spike’s eye, taking heart at the astonishment that he’d seen in Spike’s eyes. He knew that the vampire had feelings, no matter what all the technology said. He pushed the button to enable Spike to ejaculate, and held his cock in his fist as he came. His hand was soon covered with the vampire’s cold fluid and he put it to Spike’s face for him to lick it clean. Unfortunately for Spike, Lindsey misread the fact that he closed his eyes when faced with his own seed, thinking that it was pleasure, not disgust, that prompted him to shut them. The manual stated in several sections that the vampire would be fulfilled if allowed to clean up.


“Let’s have a shower, eh?” said Lindsey once Spike’s nimble tongue had lapped up all of the semen.


He told Spike to follow him and together they got in to the shower cubicle. Lindsey carefully washed Spike all over, using the special soap that he’d got in the ‘Welcome Pack’ that was sent with Spike; normal soap would damage the protective coating over time. When Spike was clean, Lindsey told him to stand on the mat outside of the cubicle whilst he washed himself. After towelling himself dry, he dried Spike. Smiling as the vampire’s hair fell in soft curls. Lindsay thought that it must have been styled with some gel or spray before he was delivered.


“I suppose it does make you look a bit effeminate,” commented Lindsey idly pushing his fingers through Spike’s hair. “What with the cheek-bones and gorgeous eyes and all.”


I’m not a bleeding poofter. Not my fault I got me mum’s bone structure is it?


“I don’t like big and butch,” continued Lindsey. “You’re perfect.” He sighed. Why couldn’t he have met a real person, a man, that stirred his feelings like this little vampire did? “We better find you some clothes.”


000000000


Lindsey left Spike on stand-by when he went down to join his parents for breakfast. Spike was now wearing a rather ill fitting pair of blue jeans and a plaid button down shirt. He was pleased that Lindsey had told him to sit down before putting him on stand-by. The techs had made it so that the vampires couldn’t move when in the partial shut down mode, any more than they could when turned off completely; but that didn’t mean that standing rigid for hours didn’t leave the vampire’s muscles sore once re-activated. It was a test they never thought worthy of doing.


With his eyesight reduced by half, Spike usually closed his eyes when in this mode. He couldn’t even move his eyes when like this and staring straight ahead soon got pretty boring. He could sleep in stand-by but seldom did. He needed hardly any sleep to be able to function as required. He was pretty sure that it was something in the regular feed. Like making his mind go fuzzier, when he was fed he never wanted to sleep afterwards. His muted hearing could pick up the music from the radio that Lindsey had left on. Still country music.


And now he’d dressed me like bleeding Dolly Parton’s date. God, if he makes me line dance – I swear I’ll take the sodding chip firing over doing it.


Spike wasn’t sure how long it was before the boy returned, eager as puppy to play with his toy. Lindsey re-activated him and ordered him to stand up. Spike obeyed and Lindsey pulled a tape measure out of the rear pocket of his own jeans and began to take Spike’s measurements. If had he looked on the side of the Welcome Pack box he would have seen that Spike’s vital statistics were already there.


“Going to get you some clothes of your own.” Lindsey ran his hand over Spike’s buttocks. “Need this nice ass in something that shows it off better.”


Please, God, not spandex. Spike shuddered at the thought.


“I wonder what you’d pick if you could?” All the vampire movies that he’d seen had them dressed in whatever was contemporary at the time. But did real vampires wear clothes at all? “If you were a wild one, would you just be naked?”


What do you mean ‘a wild one’? Think they bleeding breed us in captivity or something? Spike trembled with anger. They have no sodding idea what happens to us before they buy their shiny new toy. I’d sodding bite you in a flash if I fucking still could. His knees buckled slightly as he was hit with a medium strength blast from the chip. No thoughts of biting owners were allowed.


Lindsey put a hand on Spike’s arm. “Are you all right? What was that for?” He stared into the vampire’s eyes but for once the expression in them was unreadable. “Maybe I should shut you down when I go shopping?”


Spike didn’t care. Sometimes, it was better not to know that you existed at all.


Lindsay pressed the remote and Spike folded himself in to the shut-down position, eyes closing as the blast from the chip hit him just before everything disappeared.


00000000000


McDonald went in to his son’s bedroom when Lindsay had been gone for an hour. He wanted to take another look at the vampire. He was disappointed when he saw it hunched down, arms wrapped around its legs, head on its knees. He noticed the remote control unit on the desk near where the creature was squatting. He didn’t know how to use the controls properly but couldn’t resist turning the vampire on.


Spike’s eyes flew open and he stood up. The sensor near his prostate gave a signal and Spike’s cock hardened as was normal at start-up. Spike trembled as he saw that it wasn’t Lindsey, but his father that had activated him, and he hated himself for it.


“Ooh, you like the look of me don’t you?” sneered McDonald, still under the false impression that the trembling signified desire.


He reached out and clutched the obvious bulge at the front of Spike’s loose fitting jeans. Spike forced himself to stop trembling. Where was Lindsey? Spike had no idea how long he’d been shut down for, but he wished that the kid would walk in the door right now.


“Spike look at me.”


Up to this point, Spike had averted his eyes. He brought them up to meet McDonald’s. He couldn’t help but tremble again when he saw the look in the man’s eyes. He knew then, that at some point this man would have him at his mercy and things would not be good. He began to pant as the large hand of McDonald gripped tighter.


“Shame that I don’t know how to deal with this. I’ll read up on you when Lindsey’s back at college.” He laughed quietly as he saw the fear flick across Spike’s eyes. “Oh, yes. We’ll have some fun then.” He slapped Spike hard across his face, causing the vampire’s head to jerk to the right. He laughed again and then pressed the shut-down button.


Spike immediately folded in to position, the wince he gave as he squashed his cock against his legs was rewarded with an extra bolt of pain from the chip.


0000000000


It was evening before Lindsey came back in to his room and turned Spike on. He’d gone shopping and then had a leisurely Sunday lunch with his parents. He’d dozed off on the couch afterwards, and then some friends of his parents came by, and he was trapped downstairs. Something made all the more unpleasant, by the constant flirting that he suffered from their daughter. Sure, she was pretty enough but he just wasn’t wired that way. He caught his father’s eye at one point and grinned at the amused expression on his face. His dad knew that his orientation was firmly geared towards men, but he hadn’t completely come out yet. His mom seemed to think it was a phase and one of the reasons that she’d agreed to the purchase of Spike, was that it might help ‘get it out of his system’. Lindsey wondered what she’d think if she knew that Lindsey had fallen for the little vampire? He could hardly believe it himself. He felt his cock twitch as he thought of Spike waiting for him upstairs. Okay, so he didn’t have any choice in it, but he was still up there wasn’t he?


As soon as he got in the room he reached for the controller and activated Spike, who immediately stood up. The boy wasn’t in Spike’s view and he panted a little as he tried to catch the scent of McDonald, not knowing who had pressed the button.


“Hey, Spike,” said Lindsey.


Thank God.


Spike steadied his breathing and stared at him when Lindsey stood in front of him. The boy took his left hand in his right.


“I missed you. Sorry I was away so long. I got stuck downstairs and…” Lindsey babbled on about how he’d spent his day as he undressed Spike.


Spike tensed as his fingers touched his throbbing cock and to his relief, Lindsey pulled his jeans down and pressed the release button. Spike closed his eyes as he came, hard. He opened them, fully expecting to be faced with yet another ‘meal’ but instead saw Lindsey wiping his hand clean on a towel. Spike stepped out of his jeans when Lindsey ordered him to and then sat on the bed.


“Do you want to see what I’ve bought you?”


Spike blinked. He really wasn’t sure what his owner would think was suitable attire for a vampire. In the lab, he hadn’t worn clothes once he had started to be worked on. It made it easier for the techs to stick on all the little sensors, they used to measure responses. The only ‘clothes’ that he’d worn in there were the various bindings that they used on his genitals. Spike never could decide whether that was done for research or purely to satisfy the tech’s kinks.


“What do you think?” asked Lindsey waving a pair of black jeans in front of Spike.


Um…yeah…they’re okay. Spike was relieved to see the Levis in Lindsey’s hands. He wasn’t quite sure why the kid kept talking, because he couldn’t answer him but he liked it. It made him feel a little more like a person and less like the ‘thing’ that he’d been reduced to.


Lindsey then held a t-shirt up for him to see. It was a black wife-beater and looked like it’d fit pretty snug. “I went for the bad-boy look. I figured since you’re so pretty – ”


Pretty? Bloke’d rather hear handsome, you soft git.


“– I thought you’d probably want to try to look tough.”


No sodding ‘try’ about it. I am the Big Bad…okay…not now… I fucking was once though.


Lindsey put the clothes on the bed, turned around and rustled in another bag until he found what he was looking for.


“I got you this, too.”


Spike looked at what he was holding and his un-beating heart sank as he saw the collar. No matter how sweet this kid was, there was no getting away from the fact that he owned Spike and could do with him what he will.


“See how soft it is.” Lindsey twisted the black calf-skin collar in his hands. “It’s lined in velvet. That’s got to be nicer against your skin, right? Don’t I get a kiss for getting you all this stuff?” said Lindsey with a smile.


Spike just stared at him. Lindsey ordered him to his feet and then ordered him to kiss him. With no drugs in his system to fool him in to what he was doing, Spike moved a little too slowly towards Lindsey’s lips and got a warning from the chip.


Oh, bleeding hell. Where are the drugs when you need them?


As a free vampire, Spike had done more than his fair share of killing of both sexes, but he only ever did anything sexually with females. Well…apart from that one time with Angel, but we’d been trapped there a long time and…A stronger blast from the chip brought Spike’s attention away from his thoughts, which cleared more the closer to a feed that he got and back to the expectant owner standing in front of him.


Total crippling pain or snogging the owner?


In the end it wasn’t a difficult decision. Spike closed his eyes and placed his lips on to Lindsey’s and kissed him. This close up, even Spike’s damaged sense of smell could pick up the nervousness in his owner, hidden behind the pungent aroma of his lust. Spike thought that he’d better do the job properly and probed with his tongue to get admittance to Lindsey’s mouth. When Lindsay tried to do the same to him, it was all that he could do not to bite the sodding thing off. He’d had enough things stuck down his throat without adding tongue to the list. Lindsey pulled away gasping for breath. He gazed in wonder at Spike, only to see his eyes looking at him blankly; not matching the love in his own.


“Sit down,” Lindsey snapped, annoyed at himself for getting so carried away. He should know better. He didn’t wait to see Spike obey - after all it wasn’t as if he could ignore him - and went on to the bathroom.


Spike sat on the bed and worried about what he’d done wrong. He thought that he’d done a decent job with the kiss. Spike understood what Lindsey was up to when the boy returned carrying a bag of the additive that he’d used last night.


Christ, he wants me to love him back. Can’t he see that what he’s going to do is the sodding opposite of love?”


Lindsey, none too gently pulled the cap off the feeding tube, then guilty stroked Spike’s hair as the little vampire did his funny swallowing thing. By the time that Lindsey was naked, the drugs had hit Spike and he was reaching out to touch Lindsey.


“Oh, God, Spike,” mumbled Lindsey, pushing Spike down on the bed.


With the drugs ruling Spike’s brain, there was no need for Lindsey to order Spike’s every move. He wrapped his arms around Lindsey and pulled him in close, mashing their lips together. This time, when Lindsey tentatively explored his mouth, Spike was more than happy to acquiesce. He urged Lindsey to take him, never once thinking that it could be the other way around. Lindsey pulled the plug from Spike’s arse and fucked him hard. Spike’s expression, apart from that in his eyes couldn’t alter, but his body language gave Lindsey what he needed to know. The little vampire wanted him; needed him. Lindsey was prepared this time, for Spike to suddenly go into stand-by and though he felt a pang in his heart when his lover was stilled; he quickly re-activated him and told him to hold him and caress him as if he loved him. Lindsey wasn’t sure if it would work and Spike’s eyes were unreadable but the vampire pulled Lindsey in to an embrace and soon the boy was asleep.


Spike held the boy for the whole night. He had no option. When Lindsey had rolled away from him in his sleep, a shock from the chip had Spike sliding over the bed after him. The chip seemed to be happy as long as he was touching his owner. It felt strange to have a command with so broad a brief. Spike discovered that he could stroke his hands along the boy’s body without being punished, so he amused himself by moving his hands in loops along his back. If he could have used his fingers, he would have traced a line down the spine with one. Spike found listening to Lindsey’s heart beat and his steady breathing comforting. For that night at least, he felt safe.