Puppy Love

Appropriate Ratings: NC17 overall, this chapter... PG13
Warnings: naked boys
Disclaimers: Not my characters. I make no money off this, I'm just playing. I promise to give them a bath and thorough cleaning when I’m done! Joss Whedon is my lord and Master. All hail Joss Whedon.
Short Summary: Puppy learns some things.
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!

I've been nommed at the RWSA!!!!

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They were lounging in bed, Xander was laying on his back with his head on Spike’s tummy, the vampire running his fingers through his human’s hair, his free hand tracing whorls on the boys stomach. They were both off in their own little worlds, replete after having sex like bunnies for a few hours, and he’d even been allowed to cum! Xander felt like a cat that had been given cream. After all the abuses he’d suffered at the vampire’s hand, he still craved to be treated well and sweetly, even if the pain was slowly morphing to pleasure.

He’d been startled at first, when he’d realized that this was what was bothering him, but when he’d finally brought it up with Spike, the vampire had only nodded and pet his head, “You’ll crave it, yearn for it, ache for it, because you’re a natural bottom, a masochist born, even if you won’t admit it to yourself, you’ll eventually have no choice pet. Pain will always bring you pleasure, of some sort or another.” He stroked his hand along his pet’s cheek, he’d cupped it, feeling the boy nuzzle and sigh at the contact.

“Yes Master, I’ll try, I promise I will, it’s just… nothing here is the same as it was back home, I’m scared of screwing up and letting you down Master, and I couldn’t figure out what I’d done to piss you off before, I was so confused Master, I still am. I’ve never been owned before, never mind by a vampire, and… I don’t want to be punished again, I don’t think I could survive it Master, I was so… very much at the end of my rope. If you hadn’t… hadn’t changed how you were treating me I was going to… try to end it somehow. I was so lost Master, everything I did was displeasing, every word out of my mouth was unwelcome, I just… I couldn’t do that again Master, please.” He was crying now, slow silent tears which he tried to sniff away.

Spike sat up suddenly and dragged Xander into his lap as he pushed back so Spike was leaning against the head board, Xander between his legs. He kissed the side of his pet’s head and wondered what to say, the truth would be hard, but the boy had been so honest with him until now, it only seemed fair… but to admit to a weakness, even to someone who could do nothing about it went against every instinct he had. He coughed to himself, and kept petting Xander’s hair, holding the boy close.

“Wasn’t you that did something bad, was me dealing with some things. Didn’t mean to hurt you, not really, not that way, but I just needed… I just needed to deal with my issues before I could be a good Master to you. Aren’t I better now, aren’t I treating you as you deserve, as a treasured pet instead of a toy to be passed around and used till you die? You’re mine, won’t ever forget that, won’t, can’t.” He ran his fingers over his gelled head, giving a big sigh.

“Was my issues, yeah? Not yours, you were and have been a good pet for a Master Vampire to have, it was me. I can’t promise it will never happen again, sometimes the demon just won’t shut up, but I promise to try to never do that again, is that good enough for you? Doesn’t mean I won’t in play or what have you, but I promise not to do it seriously unless you’ve earned it.” Spike spoke softly, kissing the top of Xander’s head.

Xander smiled and snuggled against the vampire even more, even with the past little while of pain for no reason it was still better than home, being a vampire’s chew toy and Barbie and everything else he treated his pet as was infinitely better than being at home, and the promise just made everything that much easier to live with. “Thank you Master,” he whispered, resting his head on the shorter vampire’s shoulder and kissing his throat. Why he thought he could trust the vampire was anyone’s guess but it probably had to do with the fact that Spike had yet to lie to him, and treated him well when he wasn’t in a “Kick-the-Xander” mood. He just felt relaxed.

“Rented a movie, yeah?” Spike said to Xander. “Everything’s set up in the DVD player, just need to turn it on and hit play.” He held out the universal remote to Xander and he stared at it dumbfounded. Why would Spike give him that kind of control? Usually the vampire was a remote hog.

Xander hit power then play, and was delighted to see it was the old Disney version of Robin Hood, one of his favorite movies. He bounced a bit in Spike’s lap excited, then he heard the vampire groan. “You don’t sit still, you won’t get to watch the movie, will be too busy screaming out my name, now be a good boy and wait to be ravished at the end of the movie,” he chuckled.

They sat in companionable silence, Spike’s hands stroking his hair, his back, his ass, never stopping touching, and Xander just melted into it. He’d never realized what a tactile person he was until he’d hooked up with the vampire… if you can call being kidnapped, drugged, tortured and sold a hook up.

It was alright, he’d take whatever he could.

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