Puppy Love
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BtVS AU/AR › Slash - Male/Male › Spike(William)/Xander
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
54
Views:
41,652
Reviews:
119
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0
Currently Reading:
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Chapter 43/50 - Red
Appropriate Ratings: NC17 overall, this chapter... hard R
Warnings: Blood and a little blood play
Short Summary: Puppy gets marked.
Word Count: 520 (as per Word Count)
Beta: LJ User purpledodah and LJ User Laazikaat
Concrit: always welcome in comments, e-mail or MSN, whichever.
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!
Comments keep my muse well fed. Please feed her? It'll help me write anything else. I'm totally stone walled.
Xander didn’t even flinch any more. Spike would bring the scalpel blade to his skin, and cut, and he didn’t even flinch. They were light cuts, only deep enough to draw a little blood, which the vampire licked up, he still didn’t want the boy to scar. Spike carved and looked down at his creation occasionally lapping up the blood, smiling softly as Xander gazed at him with lust hazed eyes.
Not that long ago, the idea of this would have had him screaming, and he would have shrieked if anyone ever did it to him, now he just melted against the bed and watched Spike carve into his arm. He never questioned him, never asked what was being cut into his skin, latex covered hand holding his arm in place, the other latex covered hand carved into him and was stained red at the finger tips.
Finally Spike was done and doused the entire thing with rubbing alcohol, making Xander cry out in surprised pain, Spike’s grip held him firm and immobile. Xander grunted and grit his teeth until the waves of pain passed. He moaned again, panting, when it was finally over, conscious of Spike wiping up the blood with some gauze, cleaning his wound.
“May I see it Master, please? In the mirror?” Xander suddenly asked, looking up at him, his eyes still glazed with lust.
Spike smirked, and nodded, “Yeah, go take a look”
Xander languidly rolled over to where the mirror was hanging from the wall, the curtain drawn already. Spike packed up everything but some gauze and tape, dropping the scalpel in a sharps container he was eager to fill, now that Xander was at the point that blood play was accepted easily.
Xander looked at his shoulder and smiled, laughed really. It was an ornate S wrapped around a rail road spike with an S at the top like on his brand. What else would Spike carve into his slave? More proof of ownership of course.
Spike moved over and covered it with a non-stick gauze and taped it down, covering it until it healed enough that it stopped bleeding. He smiled at Xander and stroked his finger down the boy’s face, brushing the long hair out of his eyes. “Like it pet?”
“Love it, thank you Master,” Xander murmured and looked at Spike with a hunger in his eyes and got up, moving to pin Spike down. “Now you’ve hurt me, don’t you usually fuck me?”
Spike laughed and rolled them over so he was on top and kissed his lips tenderly, softly. “Yeah, I do. That a hint puppy, that you’re needy?”
Xander rolled his eyes and lurched up to kiss and cling to Spike. “Yes Master, I’m needy, I’m wanton, I’m desperate, I crave you, need you, plead for you. Please Master, please! Fuck me already!”
Spike laughed and wrapped his hand around Xander’s throbbing member, stroking it casually. “That a fact then? So this is torture for you, is it?” He chuckled darkly.
“YES! Gods yes! Just fuck me already!”
Spike smiled and leaned down for a hungry kiss.
Warnings: Blood and a little blood play
Short Summary: Puppy gets marked.
Word Count: 520 (as per Word Count)
Beta: LJ User purpledodah and LJ User Laazikaat
Concrit: always welcome in comments, e-mail or MSN, whichever.
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!
Xander didn’t even flinch any more. Spike would bring the scalpel blade to his skin, and cut, and he didn’t even flinch. They were light cuts, only deep enough to draw a little blood, which the vampire licked up, he still didn’t want the boy to scar. Spike carved and looked down at his creation occasionally lapping up the blood, smiling softly as Xander gazed at him with lust hazed eyes.
Not that long ago, the idea of this would have had him screaming, and he would have shrieked if anyone ever did it to him, now he just melted against the bed and watched Spike carve into his arm. He never questioned him, never asked what was being cut into his skin, latex covered hand holding his arm in place, the other latex covered hand carved into him and was stained red at the finger tips.
Finally Spike was done and doused the entire thing with rubbing alcohol, making Xander cry out in surprised pain, Spike’s grip held him firm and immobile. Xander grunted and grit his teeth until the waves of pain passed. He moaned again, panting, when it was finally over, conscious of Spike wiping up the blood with some gauze, cleaning his wound.
“May I see it Master, please? In the mirror?” Xander suddenly asked, looking up at him, his eyes still glazed with lust.
Spike smirked, and nodded, “Yeah, go take a look”
Xander languidly rolled over to where the mirror was hanging from the wall, the curtain drawn already. Spike packed up everything but some gauze and tape, dropping the scalpel in a sharps container he was eager to fill, now that Xander was at the point that blood play was accepted easily.
Xander looked at his shoulder and smiled, laughed really. It was an ornate S wrapped around a rail road spike with an S at the top like on his brand. What else would Spike carve into his slave? More proof of ownership of course.
Spike moved over and covered it with a non-stick gauze and taped it down, covering it until it healed enough that it stopped bleeding. He smiled at Xander and stroked his finger down the boy’s face, brushing the long hair out of his eyes. “Like it pet?”
“Love it, thank you Master,” Xander murmured and looked at Spike with a hunger in his eyes and got up, moving to pin Spike down. “Now you’ve hurt me, don’t you usually fuck me?”
Spike laughed and rolled them over so he was on top and kissed his lips tenderly, softly. “Yeah, I do. That a hint puppy, that you’re needy?”
Xander rolled his eyes and lurched up to kiss and cling to Spike. “Yes Master, I’m needy, I’m wanton, I’m desperate, I crave you, need you, plead for you. Please Master, please! Fuck me already!”
Spike laughed and wrapped his hand around Xander’s throbbing member, stroking it casually. “That a fact then? So this is torture for you, is it?” He chuckled darkly.
“YES! Gods yes! Just fuck me already!”
Spike smiled and leaned down for a hungry kiss.