Alibi
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-Buffy the Vampire Slayer › Slash - Male/Male › Spike(William)/Xander
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
3,776
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer (BtVS), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Alibi
He’s beginning to lose feeling in three fingers of his left hand; he lost all feeling in the right ‘bout five minutes ago. Arms stretched out just past the point of uncomfortable, lashed tightly to two legs of a table at Willie’s Alibi Room. Fully dressed in Big Bad regalia, pants around his ankles – which are lashed to the other two table legs, - he’s currently being ass-skewered by some scabby minion, working on the second of a Gorab’s three cocks with his mouth. His eyes, however, are somewhere else.
He’s had six in his ass, four in his mouth (Five, if you count the Gorab’s first cock, hanging flaccidly and slowly leaking onto his forehead, stringy yellow cum soaking into his left eyebrow.), and there’s a line out the door. He wriggles his toes, fascinated by the squenching sensation. His eyes smile. Apparently, the pinkish trail originating in his ass has navigated its way down his legs and into his Doc’s. He’ll *squish* all the way home (if he can walk, that is).
He’s bleeding from too many places to count, throat and ass raw to the point of numbness, but he’s had worse; twenty years with Angelus was more than adequate preparation for this. No, the pain’s more soothing than anything; less than he deserves after…her…but his eyes, his eyes are trained on someone else.
On to cock number three, and a Fyral rips into his ass with its massive prick, but his eyes are only for his Xander.
His Xander, aching-dicked and white knuckled, will not lose the blonde’s gaze; eyes steadfast from the moment Xander snapped the first manacle closed to the moment the last pulls out spent. His cock is beyond the point of pain and sends white flashing shocks throughout his body, but he won’t come. He’ll never come unless it’s his Xander.
So he waits, eyes unwavering, because he knows that his Xander will take him home, clean him up, then love him too much. It’s the love that causes the hurt, you see: The pain - the rape - is his balm.
And afterwards, his Xander will hold him, kiss him and love him, and it’s too much. Too, too much, until they have to make another trip to the Alibi Room.
He’s had six in his ass, four in his mouth (Five, if you count the Gorab’s first cock, hanging flaccidly and slowly leaking onto his forehead, stringy yellow cum soaking into his left eyebrow.), and there’s a line out the door. He wriggles his toes, fascinated by the squenching sensation. His eyes smile. Apparently, the pinkish trail originating in his ass has navigated its way down his legs and into his Doc’s. He’ll *squish* all the way home (if he can walk, that is).
He’s bleeding from too many places to count, throat and ass raw to the point of numbness, but he’s had worse; twenty years with Angelus was more than adequate preparation for this. No, the pain’s more soothing than anything; less than he deserves after…her…but his eyes, his eyes are trained on someone else.
On to cock number three, and a Fyral rips into his ass with its massive prick, but his eyes are only for his Xander.
His Xander, aching-dicked and white knuckled, will not lose the blonde’s gaze; eyes steadfast from the moment Xander snapped the first manacle closed to the moment the last pulls out spent. His cock is beyond the point of pain and sends white flashing shocks throughout his body, but he won’t come. He’ll never come unless it’s his Xander.
So he waits, eyes unwavering, because he knows that his Xander will take him home, clean him up, then love him too much. It’s the love that causes the hurt, you see: The pain - the rape - is his balm.
And afterwards, his Xander will hold him, kiss him and love him, and it’s too much. Too, too much, until they have to make another trip to the Alibi Room.