The Pet

The Pet: Branded

Pairing: A/S/X

Warnings: Rape, violence, all-around bad stuff

Spoilers: No chip for Spike and an unsouled Angelus...kinda AU-ish?

Disclaimer: Mine! They're mine I tell you! *gets dragged away by mental wardens*

Notes: Why did I write this? Cause it bit me in the ass and wouldn't go away until I did what it said. (Also cuz it scared Aoni)

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Xander found himself waking to the feeling of every horror known to man with arms and legs spread wide, no slack evident to allow him to stretch his sore muscles. He thought the torture alone was enough for the twisted vampires but now they had strung him to four identical bedposts on white sheets in an empty black room, mocking him…terrifying him. He fought the urge to scream for help even though he knew it would be useless, probably only draw attention to him that he had no want in having. As if on cue a block of light appeared as a door was opened, spilling forth meager light that shone directly on Xander’s chained, beaten, and tired body.

“He’s awake.” He knew that voice more than he ever would have liked in the times Buffy was hanging on his arm. It was that voice that warned them all at some point, even gave advice to their Scooby Gang as he was slowly introduced into their tight ring of friends. Xander never liked the owner of the seemingly somber tone and he was damned if he didn’t hate Angelus even more.

Another silhouette joined the soulless brunette; a flare of light from a cigarette created a short spring of light to Spike’s face. “Time to play then, innit?” Shivers of fear skittered every where on Xander’s body at the slide of words from the blonde’s lips, as though the sentence was able to kill alone. The cold sweat that began when the door was first open only felt colder now, like ice dripping across his raw skin both soothing and fear-inspiring.

Everything seemed to happen in a blur of the vampiric speed the two creatures possessed, as Xander’s mortal eyes couldn’t keep up with the zipping movements. What he did see were flutters of clothing dropping to the ground creeping ever closer to his mattress prison and again came the urge to scream for help that would never come if only to release the building insanity within. When Xander finally did cry out it was at the moment he had a blonde vampire perched on his chest and an equally dead body pressing between his parted legs.

Angelus leaned down and bit painfully into Xander's side, just under the rib cage as he thrust swiftly into the warm body with no presence or care in mind to even prepare the opening. Pale hands pressed on the boy's hips hard enough to leave bruises on the mortal skin, even his nails left half crescent moons behind as holding back his strength wasn’t a rule to this game. The newly un-souled demon was only faintly disappointed with not being able to hear Xander's tortured cry but the prospect was heightened as that very voice was warped by a blonde vampire's cock sheathed within the brunette’s hot mouth.

The British childe held himself over Xander's upper body with a knee resting on either side of the boy’s head, pale fingers gripping the dark locks of hair to keep control of the thrashing while he rocked in and out of the slippery cavern. Spike gave a deep moan of pleasure from the vibrations of silenced screams that prickling all over his already over stimulated member and twisted his fingers sharply in sable tresses all the more. He was surrounded by wet fire and he could only think about pushing in de, bu, burn his skin with the heat of the terrified human's body.

"Do it again, Sire!" Spike hissed between clenched teeth before pushing forward until the head of his cock hit the back of Xander's throat. A content rumble sounding from him as blue eyes melted into gold, over taken by the scent of violent sex and blood.

Not one to disappoint, the blood stained lips descended again to Xander's bared body, the deadly canines slicing easily along the top of the boy's thigh to leave a long line of slowly dripping red. Barely waiting long Angelus made a twin slice right next to the previous, leaving crimson stripes along Xander's skin.

The younger vampire released the grip of the brunette's hair in favor of hunching himself forward, hands bracing on the headboard of the bed for leverage. He felt orgasm drawing closer with each of Xander's muffled yells and screams that only served to tease him ever more. Spike couldn't hold out much longer from the delicious enclosure and so he began to fuck Xander's mouth with abandon, groaning loudly from the pain induced pleasure when the boy bared his teeth, the bluntness raking over Spike's skin on every thrust.

The blonde slowed his quick pace upon feeling a cool hand brush along his exposed rear, turning his head to snarl at Angelus to stop the offending caress, not once stopping the sweet glide in and out of Xander's mouth. "You don't..touch me...anymore." The threat would have been more serious if it wasn't for the unneeded breaths he was taking, over whelmed by mortal heat.

A sneer appeared on the dark vampire's red-tinged mouth but he did let his hand drop to rest back on the Slayerette's body, digging his nails into the already battered flesh. Angelus now had some temper to run on and planned to take it out on the super girl's lackey, making each snap of his hips stronger so as to spear Xander upon his cock.

The vampires were once again lost with the sporadic motions of their bodies, taking all emotion out on the restrained Xander who could only lay there and take it. Wrists bleeding from the struggles against manacles, mouth tired and sore from the onslaught of Spike's cock, lower body howling in all sorts of pain caused by Angelus, and yet the worst feeling was the tears burning in his eyes.

Xander was brought out of his tortured haze by the sensation of Angelus burying himself deep within the human before roaring his completion, coating Xander's insides with his dead semen. Spike was still hard and encased in the brunette's mouth, the vampiric face taunt with the strain of holding off orgasm, to prolong the feeling of the moment.

All it took was a beaten moan from Xander and Spike's mouth dropped open in mute scream as he emptied his own dead come deep in the boy's throat. The blonde didn't pull out even as he was softening, instead panting heavily and gazing down at the broken mortal, making sure Xander swallowed everything given to him. Satisfied after a few constrictions about the slowly awakening shaft, Spike hauled himself away from the lax body, strolling casually to where Angelus stood.

Spike offered a lazy smile to his Sire who only kept a blank look upon the broad face; eyes focused on the now passed out human. The scene alone was enough for the Irish vampire to become aroused once again, Xander laying unconscious about blood-stained sheets with legs spread open by the chains at the corner bed posts. The boy was the very picture of vampire erotica. "So?"

Angelus glanced at the smug vampire beside him only briefly before turning, heading to the doors with no intention of making himself decent or even considering hiding the awaken erection. It was so that Angelus was leaving the restless vampire behind with only a whisper of a word: "Chosen."

The blonde's smile grew wicked. He had his Sire's permission to keep Xander as his own personal pet... Where to begin?

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Iktia: "How did Xander get into this, and what is Spike going to do? Or Angelus? And Chosen? What the hell is going on!?" Very good questions, review and I may just answer them.