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BtVS AU/AR › Slash - Male/Male › Spike(William)/Xander
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Adult ++
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54
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Chapter 44/50 - Quarter
Appropriate Ratings: NC17 overall, this chapter... hard R
Warnings: Blood and a little torture off screen
Short Summary: Puppy gets a choice.
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!
A.N.2
I WON at the Running With Scissors Award!!!
Runner up:
Rigor [over 10,000 words]
Shattered Shards
Runner Up:
Cookie Dough [WIP]
Truth Denied
Unsung Hero:
Doomed [Het]
The Pack, my version
WOO WHO!!! I WON!!! Thank you so much!
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Spike unlocked his ankle and attached a leash. “Follow at a heel pup.” And Xander did, his head lowered, barely able to see in front of him from under his long hair. The rooms and hallways were all softly carpeted so his knees never once complained, and he knelt back with a bowed head when Spike stopped, hands behind his lower back.
He heard a surprised gasp, a muffled surprised gasp. Confused Xander looked up through his hair at a beaten and bleeding Giles. He held utterly still, knowing this was as much a test of him as anything else. Xander couldn’t imagine just how long Giles had been in the building and he hadn’t known! Oh Giles!.
Spike walked up to the bound Giles, tied to the chair, fingers obviously broken, face a mess of bruises and cuts, blood splattered all over his wife beater under-shirt and jeans. Xander started to tremble the closer Spike got to Giles. He lifted the human’s head cruelly by the hair in a ruthless grip and said, “There! There’s your precious boy! There’s the one you wanted to save, go on, talk to him, we’ll try to keep our comments to ourselves.”
Giles looked at Spike and immediately looked at Xander again. “Xander, Xander listen to me! Everyone else was convinced you were dead, but when I heard you’d gone to Cleveland to help your cousin and never showed up, I knew something was wrong. I heard reports of one of the Slayer’s ‘minions’ belonging to Spike and I’ve been looking for you since! That club Spike took you to, I found one of the demons, he told me where to start looking. Then I found these demon hookers that said a blond vampire and his brunet playmate were ones they’d want to go to again and Xander, I followed the crumbs as I found them, I really did! The girl’s both believe you’re dead, but I knew I’d find you. It was a mite foolish to come here without the Slayer I admit, but I was running out of time with the ingredients to get here, I didn’t have a choice. Xander, please, talk to me!” Giles started slow, then built up speed, sounding confused and pained.
“What do you want me to say Giles?” Xander asked woodenly back.
“That now that I’m gone I’m sure Willow and Buffy will look for me and will find you, even if I’m dead and gone, you have hope dear child, to get out of this! He won’t hold you forever, not with the Slayer after him. You’ll be free! Just hold onto that, hold on tight, no matter what!”
“Free?” Xander looked up, confused at Giles. “You mean, go back to live with the people who abandoned me, who beat me for no reason, who treated me like shit, you want me back in that?”
“I’ll take you as my ward, your parents will easily sign over, it’s not like they bloody well care, useless obnoxious pratts that they are. You don’t have to go back to them.”
“Right, because Spike is going to let you just take me out of here. You’ll be dead, how will I be your ‘ward’ then? You dead kinda negates that option.”
Spike walked back to Xander’s side and pet his hair and murmured. “You promised to never lie to me puppy, do you want what he has to offer? That kind of life, that kind of normalcy, that kind of… existence?”
Xander looked up at him, surprised at even being asked that. He thought about it for a minute, biting back his first instinctive outburst, but it turned out to be what he really felt. The more he thought about it, the more he wanted one, the less he wanted the other one. He looked Giles directly in the eye and said, “You’re too late Giles. That Xander died a long, long time ago. I belong to Spike now, this is my home, I won’t go back to that hell again! I’m loved here, alright, like a pet, but it’s more than I ever got from any of you! He takes care of me, makes sure I eat right, makes sure I have things to do, and brings me pleasures you’d just blush at hearing about. I’m home Giles. I’m never leaving here, Buffy and Willow will be coming here for no reason, I won’t go with them either. I’m sorry Giles, you’re just too late.” Xander even looked away and leaned against Spike, staring at the floor, the carved S and railroad spike clear on his arm for Giles to see.
Spike smirked and ran his hand through Xander’s hair, then nudged him so he knelt straight up and walked over to Giles, picking up the sword that was held out to him on a cushion by a minion who was standing nearby, that’s when Xander noticed the semicircle of vampires around Giles. He flinched, and tried to think of a way to save his friend’s life; even if he was too late he didn’t deserve to die!
Spike held the older man by the back of the neck when Xander finally screamed, “Quarter!”
“What’s that pet?” Spike asked him, amused the boy even knew what that meant, flipping the sword in his hand.
“I’m asking for quarter for Giles, I’ll take whatever punishment you think I’ve earned by asking this, please Master, please! I don’t want him to die, please Master! Think of it this way, if he dies, Buffy and Willow will follow him, then you’ll have a Slayer to deal with, why not just send him home so he can give them my message, that I’d rather be with you as a pet, than as a nothing with them, just the damned donut boy… wait, you said Buffy? I thought she was dead! I thought she died fighting to close Acathla!” Xander looked at Giles wide eyed, back straight and at attention, eager to hear this news.
“No! She came back! She had to kill Angel after he got his soul to close the gate and ran away to get away from her painful memories, but she’s back! She’s back and she’s alive and she’ll be here, soon, to take you home, please Xander, please don’t lose hope,” Giles said breathlessly, his pain making his breaths short and sharp, maybe a rib was broken.
“So I didn’t kill her… huh. I spent all this time thinking I killed her, suddenly I feel a lot better. But please Master, please let Giles go someplace safe where he can easily get home from? Please Master? I’ll pay whatever price you set Master! Just think of Buffy and Willow here all of a sudden, with no warning, they’d manage it, especially with Giles missing, please Master, please!” Xander looked up at Spike, careful to look below his eyes.
“I’m in a generous mood tonight,” Spike drawled. “And I’m grateful to you for those books you kept so well hidden, taught the pup everything he needed to be my perfect slave.” He looked over at Xander. “Tell you what, I’ll even get the minions to drop him off in front of his door, but that’s twelve lashes you’ve earned pet, and they will not be pleasant ones you can float away on either. These are going to hurt you very much.” Spike spoke slowly and clearly, making sure the whelp knew what he was getting into.
“Yes Master, I accept the payment that must be given, please show Giles quarter Master, please!” Xander pleaded to Spike, still obediently in position.
“Alright then, Curly, Mo,” he indicated two minions. “On his doorstep mind, and not a drop of his blood drunk, if he has bite marks on him that I have not placed myself, I will learn about it and I will be seriously displeased,” Spike told the minions. They ran over and just picked up Giles while he was still tied to the chair. Xander relaxed, Buffy would find him, someone would, he’d be okay.
“Good bye Giles, tell the girls not to look for me, he’s done a binding anyways, he’s claimed me, I’d be back here quicker than they can blink. Just… I’m fine, I’m happy, I’m living an odd life but it’s the life I want to live. I’ve decided Giles, this life makes me feel whole in a way I’ve never felt before, makes me feel, feel important to him on some level. This is the life for me, and I’d fight just to get it back, just don’t let them come for me, I don’t want them to die. Spike has a lot more minions than these and they all live here, they would just come here to die. Don’t think Spike is stupid, he’s already thought about it, and the collar would probably shock me till I’m crispy, being so far away, just…. Don’t come after me, please don’t. I’m happy for the first time ever, please don’t come after me. A-and tell Buffy I’m sorry I lied to her.” Xander told Giles as the minions carried him out.
Giles left without another word, listening to Xander’s babble as he was carried out and not making a single retort, dumbfounded. Spike was looking at Xander with an odd expression on his face, and came over, ignoring the minions as they carried out Giles, dismissing the rest with a wave of his hand.
“Did you mean that pet? What you said, you said to him so you coulda been lying, did you mean that? Not just to save Giles’s life, I agree with your Willow Slayer eventuality so that was a done deal, did you mean that? Tell me, I won’t… I won’t hurt you if you were just lying, I promise I won’t.” Spike was looking Xander in the eye, kneeling on one knee in front of him, holding his chin so their eyes met.
“I…I… yes, yes I meant it Master,” he whispered, trembling slightly, shocked when Spike reached in and kissed him softly, tenderly on the lips.
“That’s… thank you pet, I’m glad I’ve made this better for you, happy that you’d rather be here than there,” Spike whispered to Xander, tucking the brunet’s head against his shoulder.
“Think you can do twelve then pet?” Spike asked softly, smirking as he picked up Xander’s leash again, leading him from the room.
“I know I sure as heck will try Master.” Xander smiled up at his Master, and then lowered his head for the crawl back to the room, again thankful for the soft plush carpeting.
Once they were back in his Master’s room, Xander knelt so Spike could take off the leash, and Spike patted the bed and beckoned Xander over. “Come here pet, you’ve earned the bed tonight.”
Xander smiled and crawled over, getting onto “his” side of the bed, barely registering he wasn’t chained to the bed anymore. Things had changed between them, irrevocably, thanks to the visit from Giles. He turned and curled up against Spike, with a soft voice, Xander quavered “Will I last those twelve Master?”
“Said you had to, so you will, because it’s what you earned, what you got in exchange for the old man’s life. You’ll do it because I want you to.” Spike spoke confidently, stroking Xander’s back.
Xander shivered against him and nodded, “Yes Master.” He curled up against his Master and thought to himself,I really do, don’t I? I didn’t lie to Master, I was honest… I really do love this life better than anything I ever had at home. He hoped fervently that Buffy and Willow never found them.
Warnings: Blood and a little torture off screen
Short Summary: Puppy gets a choice.
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!
A.N.2
I WON at the Running With Scissors Award!!!
Runner up:
Rigor [over 10,000 words]
Shattered Shards
Runner Up:
Cookie Dough [WIP]
Truth Denied
Unsung Hero:
Doomed [Het]
The Pack, my version
WOO WHO!!! I WON!!! Thank you so much!
Spike unlocked his ankle and attached a leash. “Follow at a heel pup.” And Xander did, his head lowered, barely able to see in front of him from under his long hair. The rooms and hallways were all softly carpeted so his knees never once complained, and he knelt back with a bowed head when Spike stopped, hands behind his lower back.
He heard a surprised gasp, a muffled surprised gasp. Confused Xander looked up through his hair at a beaten and bleeding Giles. He held utterly still, knowing this was as much a test of him as anything else. Xander couldn’t imagine just how long Giles had been in the building and he hadn’t known! Oh Giles!.
Spike walked up to the bound Giles, tied to the chair, fingers obviously broken, face a mess of bruises and cuts, blood splattered all over his wife beater under-shirt and jeans. Xander started to tremble the closer Spike got to Giles. He lifted the human’s head cruelly by the hair in a ruthless grip and said, “There! There’s your precious boy! There’s the one you wanted to save, go on, talk to him, we’ll try to keep our comments to ourselves.”
Giles looked at Spike and immediately looked at Xander again. “Xander, Xander listen to me! Everyone else was convinced you were dead, but when I heard you’d gone to Cleveland to help your cousin and never showed up, I knew something was wrong. I heard reports of one of the Slayer’s ‘minions’ belonging to Spike and I’ve been looking for you since! That club Spike took you to, I found one of the demons, he told me where to start looking. Then I found these demon hookers that said a blond vampire and his brunet playmate were ones they’d want to go to again and Xander, I followed the crumbs as I found them, I really did! The girl’s both believe you’re dead, but I knew I’d find you. It was a mite foolish to come here without the Slayer I admit, but I was running out of time with the ingredients to get here, I didn’t have a choice. Xander, please, talk to me!” Giles started slow, then built up speed, sounding confused and pained.
“What do you want me to say Giles?” Xander asked woodenly back.
“That now that I’m gone I’m sure Willow and Buffy will look for me and will find you, even if I’m dead and gone, you have hope dear child, to get out of this! He won’t hold you forever, not with the Slayer after him. You’ll be free! Just hold onto that, hold on tight, no matter what!”
“Free?” Xander looked up, confused at Giles. “You mean, go back to live with the people who abandoned me, who beat me for no reason, who treated me like shit, you want me back in that?”
“I’ll take you as my ward, your parents will easily sign over, it’s not like they bloody well care, useless obnoxious pratts that they are. You don’t have to go back to them.”
“Right, because Spike is going to let you just take me out of here. You’ll be dead, how will I be your ‘ward’ then? You dead kinda negates that option.”
Spike walked back to Xander’s side and pet his hair and murmured. “You promised to never lie to me puppy, do you want what he has to offer? That kind of life, that kind of normalcy, that kind of… existence?”
Xander looked up at him, surprised at even being asked that. He thought about it for a minute, biting back his first instinctive outburst, but it turned out to be what he really felt. The more he thought about it, the more he wanted one, the less he wanted the other one. He looked Giles directly in the eye and said, “You’re too late Giles. That Xander died a long, long time ago. I belong to Spike now, this is my home, I won’t go back to that hell again! I’m loved here, alright, like a pet, but it’s more than I ever got from any of you! He takes care of me, makes sure I eat right, makes sure I have things to do, and brings me pleasures you’d just blush at hearing about. I’m home Giles. I’m never leaving here, Buffy and Willow will be coming here for no reason, I won’t go with them either. I’m sorry Giles, you’re just too late.” Xander even looked away and leaned against Spike, staring at the floor, the carved S and railroad spike clear on his arm for Giles to see.
Spike smirked and ran his hand through Xander’s hair, then nudged him so he knelt straight up and walked over to Giles, picking up the sword that was held out to him on a cushion by a minion who was standing nearby, that’s when Xander noticed the semicircle of vampires around Giles. He flinched, and tried to think of a way to save his friend’s life; even if he was too late he didn’t deserve to die!
Spike held the older man by the back of the neck when Xander finally screamed, “Quarter!”
“What’s that pet?” Spike asked him, amused the boy even knew what that meant, flipping the sword in his hand.
“I’m asking for quarter for Giles, I’ll take whatever punishment you think I’ve earned by asking this, please Master, please! I don’t want him to die, please Master! Think of it this way, if he dies, Buffy and Willow will follow him, then you’ll have a Slayer to deal with, why not just send him home so he can give them my message, that I’d rather be with you as a pet, than as a nothing with them, just the damned donut boy… wait, you said Buffy? I thought she was dead! I thought she died fighting to close Acathla!” Xander looked at Giles wide eyed, back straight and at attention, eager to hear this news.
“No! She came back! She had to kill Angel after he got his soul to close the gate and ran away to get away from her painful memories, but she’s back! She’s back and she’s alive and she’ll be here, soon, to take you home, please Xander, please don’t lose hope,” Giles said breathlessly, his pain making his breaths short and sharp, maybe a rib was broken.
“So I didn’t kill her… huh. I spent all this time thinking I killed her, suddenly I feel a lot better. But please Master, please let Giles go someplace safe where he can easily get home from? Please Master? I’ll pay whatever price you set Master! Just think of Buffy and Willow here all of a sudden, with no warning, they’d manage it, especially with Giles missing, please Master, please!” Xander looked up at Spike, careful to look below his eyes.
“I’m in a generous mood tonight,” Spike drawled. “And I’m grateful to you for those books you kept so well hidden, taught the pup everything he needed to be my perfect slave.” He looked over at Xander. “Tell you what, I’ll even get the minions to drop him off in front of his door, but that’s twelve lashes you’ve earned pet, and they will not be pleasant ones you can float away on either. These are going to hurt you very much.” Spike spoke slowly and clearly, making sure the whelp knew what he was getting into.
“Yes Master, I accept the payment that must be given, please show Giles quarter Master, please!” Xander pleaded to Spike, still obediently in position.
“Alright then, Curly, Mo,” he indicated two minions. “On his doorstep mind, and not a drop of his blood drunk, if he has bite marks on him that I have not placed myself, I will learn about it and I will be seriously displeased,” Spike told the minions. They ran over and just picked up Giles while he was still tied to the chair. Xander relaxed, Buffy would find him, someone would, he’d be okay.
“Good bye Giles, tell the girls not to look for me, he’s done a binding anyways, he’s claimed me, I’d be back here quicker than they can blink. Just… I’m fine, I’m happy, I’m living an odd life but it’s the life I want to live. I’ve decided Giles, this life makes me feel whole in a way I’ve never felt before, makes me feel, feel important to him on some level. This is the life for me, and I’d fight just to get it back, just don’t let them come for me, I don’t want them to die. Spike has a lot more minions than these and they all live here, they would just come here to die. Don’t think Spike is stupid, he’s already thought about it, and the collar would probably shock me till I’m crispy, being so far away, just…. Don’t come after me, please don’t. I’m happy for the first time ever, please don’t come after me. A-and tell Buffy I’m sorry I lied to her.” Xander told Giles as the minions carried him out.
Giles left without another word, listening to Xander’s babble as he was carried out and not making a single retort, dumbfounded. Spike was looking at Xander with an odd expression on his face, and came over, ignoring the minions as they carried out Giles, dismissing the rest with a wave of his hand.
“Did you mean that pet? What you said, you said to him so you coulda been lying, did you mean that? Not just to save Giles’s life, I agree with your Willow Slayer eventuality so that was a done deal, did you mean that? Tell me, I won’t… I won’t hurt you if you were just lying, I promise I won’t.” Spike was looking Xander in the eye, kneeling on one knee in front of him, holding his chin so their eyes met.
“I…I… yes, yes I meant it Master,” he whispered, trembling slightly, shocked when Spike reached in and kissed him softly, tenderly on the lips.
“That’s… thank you pet, I’m glad I’ve made this better for you, happy that you’d rather be here than there,” Spike whispered to Xander, tucking the brunet’s head against his shoulder.
“Think you can do twelve then pet?” Spike asked softly, smirking as he picked up Xander’s leash again, leading him from the room.
“I know I sure as heck will try Master.” Xander smiled up at his Master, and then lowered his head for the crawl back to the room, again thankful for the soft plush carpeting.
Once they were back in his Master’s room, Xander knelt so Spike could take off the leash, and Spike patted the bed and beckoned Xander over. “Come here pet, you’ve earned the bed tonight.”
Xander smiled and crawled over, getting onto “his” side of the bed, barely registering he wasn’t chained to the bed anymore. Things had changed between them, irrevocably, thanks to the visit from Giles. He turned and curled up against Spike, with a soft voice, Xander quavered “Will I last those twelve Master?”
“Said you had to, so you will, because it’s what you earned, what you got in exchange for the old man’s life. You’ll do it because I want you to.” Spike spoke confidently, stroking Xander’s back.
Xander shivered against him and nodded, “Yes Master.” He curled up against his Master and thought to himself,I really do, don’t I? I didn’t lie to Master, I was honest… I really do love this life better than anything I ever had at home. He hoped fervently that Buffy and Willow never found them.