Proving His Worth
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Proving His Worth
Title: Proving His Worth
Author: Dayrunner
Fandom: BTVS - AU
Genre: Slash
Pairing: Dom Spike/Sub Angel
Rating: NC-17 for bondage, torture, rape, vampire blood play.
Spike was furious. Feelings of hurt, hate and anger were festering in his mind, swirling into a maelstrom of emotions that threatened the thin thread of reason he was barely hanging on to. Blood stained tears ran down his alabaster cheeks and the Master vampire didn’t care if Angel saw them or not. His new Childe had betrayed him in the worst way possible and Spike didn’t know what was keeping him from killing the fledgling outright. Angel lay naked and on his back in their huge four poster bed, his wrists and ankles bound so tightly to the posts that the ropes holding him in place were cutting into his skin. Tiny rivulets of blood were trickling from the wounds and pooled in little wet puddles on the black satin sheets beneath him. Black and blue bruises joined together with abrasions and cuts scattered over most of Angel’s body from the beating Spike had just inflicted upon him, but his Sire wasn’t finished yet. Spike circled around the bed, the riding whip he held in his hand sliced through the air with a loud whoosh each time he brought it down against Angel’s tender skin. The young vampire winched in pain every time the whip struck, but he did not cry out. He knew, deep in his heart, that he deserved every stroke, and more. He had betrayed his Sire, and he was thankful that Spike hadn’t killed him... yet. “So... What shall we do with you then, eh, pet?” Spike snarled out before another stroke of the whip hit Angel’s half filled cock. The young vampire’s body arched off the bed and he hissed loudly at the blow. He gritted his teeth and fisted his hands tighter against the ropes that were holding his limbs splayed. “Please... Sire...” Angel choked out. “Please Sire, what? Don’t beat me any more? Don’t... hate me? Don’t... kill me...?” Spike spat the words out from between clenched teeth as he paced back and forth. “Please... forgive...” Angel had no time to finish his words before Spike was on him, straddling his chest. The blond vampire unzipped his pants and pulled his swollen cock out with one hand, fisting the other in his Childe’s hair. “Maybe this’ll help you remember to keep your dick in your pants... you’re mine, get it? No one touches you but me... Me!” Spike pulled Angel’s head up hard and pressed his cock roughly against the fledgling’s lips. “Suck me, you bloody fucker...” Spike ordered harshly and pushed his dick into Angel’s mouth. There was no love in the brutal assault as Spike face fucked his only Childe. He drove in hard and fast and as deeply as he could down Angel’s throat, cumming quickly. Angel gagged and choked on the swollen flesh pounding into his mouth, his body bucking under Spike’s weight in protest. When he tasted Spike’s cum and felt it rush down the back of his throat, it took all of his self control not to vomit. “Don’t you dare!” Spike ordered as he felt Angel’s throat spasm around him. He pulled his softening shaft out abruptly and slapped Angel hard across the face before he moved off his chest. Stuffing himself back into his pants, he went over to the large leather chair by the bed and flopped ungracefully into it with a grunt. Angel panted and gasped for unneeded breath, trying to keep from vomiting. He still saw stars from Spike’s slap, and it made him all the more nauseous. He thought if he tried to concentrate on the reason for his Sire’s abuse, perhaps the replay would take his mind off how much he wanted to puke. Then again, maybe it wouldn’t... Angel knew he deserved Spike’s harsh treatment. He knew it was coming when he came home with Spike after a trip back to Sunnydale. A trip Spike didn’t want to take in the first place, but he had no choice. He felt he had to honor the Watcher’s request for help and it meant taking Angel as a fledgling vampire with him. Angel insisted he could handle being a vampire in front of his old friends as long as Spike was by his side. Little did he know what awaited him on his first trip back to his old stomping grounds since he was turned. Buffy. Angel couldn’t remember how he had been cornered at the Magic Box by Buffy. All he did remember was being given papers to take into Giles’ office while the rest of the group sorted out the details of the night’s kill for their report. Spike, Willow and Xander were comparing notes and jotting down numbers hurriedly so Spike and Angel could leave before sunrise. No one had noticed that Buffy had silently followed Angel when he had gotten up from the table, papers in hand. The door to Giles’ office was already ajar when Angel got there, and putting the papers he held in his hand on the desk was an easy lackey’s job. He was a little miffed that his input wasn’t wanted for Giles’ final report, even though he was responsible for keeping Spike from being blind sided by one of the gargoyles they had fought. The door clicked shut behind him and Angel’s nostrils flared when he caught the familiar scent. He looked over his shoulder to see her slink towards him, the smell of her sex dripping just for him. “Buffy...?” “What’s wrong big boy? Did you think I would forget about you... us... when you left to be the Big Bad’s fuck toy? Wasn’t I good enough for you when you were human?” Buffy purred as she slammed Angel against Giles’ desk. “I belong to Spike, now, Buffy. We’re history, don’t you get it?” Angel protested weakly as his former lover unzipped his pants and pulled out his dick. She fell to her knees in front of him and took his half hard shaft into her mouth, sucking and licking it to life. Angel fisted his hands into her hair with every intention of pulling her off of him, but her hot mouth on his cool skin made him dumb and deaf to anything but the sensations she was pulling from his cock. Angel came quickly and Buffy swallowed him eagerly. Making sure to milk the very last drops out of the beautiful vampire, she released his softened flesh with a slurp and stood up. The slayer pulled the fledgling’s head down and kissed him hard on the lips so he could taste her essence mixed with his. Angel could only moan. Spike’s head jerked up from the report he was reading when he felt Angel’s orgasm through their blood link. He knew instantly he was not going to like what was to be found in Giles’ office as he stormed off to find his Childe. “What the bloody hell do you think you’re doing to my boy, Slayer?” Spike growled at Buffy before he roughly pulled her away from Angel by the arm and slapped her face hard. Her head spun from the blow and she went flying across the room, landing against a bookcase, then sliding, unconscious, to the floor. “Put your cock back where it belongs, you slut,” Spike growled at Angel before he, too, was the recipient of one of Spike’s backhanded blows to his face. Angel didn’t fall but his head did spin and a small trickle of blood found it’s way down his chin. “Master... Sire... I can explain...” Angel’s voice shook and tears welled up in his eyes as he tended to his dick and fumbled with his pants. Spike grabbed Angel’s hair and pulled his head down roughly to him as his demon came to the fore and his fangs extended. He tore the fabric of the shirt at Angel’s throat to lay bare his claim mark and he bit down hard on the scar. Angel whimpered in fear as his Sire’s anger washed over him through their blood link while Spike’s demon fought for control over draining his wayward Childe dry. It took all of Spike’s self control not to kill Angel right then and there. He trembled with rage when he pulled away from the young vampire’s throat and slapped him hard across the face once again in frustration. “Mine!” Spike roared before he took his Childe’s arm and pulled him out of Giles’ office, past the stunned Scoobies, and out into the night. ~~~ 000 ~~~ Spike was exhausted, both mentally and physically. Not only was he dealing with his own volatile emotions now, his Childe’s were flooding his mind over the blood link as well. “Bloody hell,” he mumbled to himself. He had never intended to be a vengeful Master, but his fledgling vampire had to learn the hard way what it was to be his Childe. Spike let Angel’s thoughts play in his head and he sighed heavily. His boy was trying to make sense out of his encounter with Buffy. While he found no answers or solace from his musing, Spike had the answer he was looking for. Buffy. It was all the Slayer’s fault. Angel was still too unskilled as a vampire, still too... human... to fend her off. “Oh Childe,” Spike groaned as he got up and went over to the bed. Spike stood there silently and let his eyes travel down Angel’s still form, memorizing the marks he had left on his beautiful boy with the whip. Some of the wounds were starting to heal already, while others were still oozing small amounts of blood. He sat down next to his Childe and leaned over to press a light kiss on his lips. Angel didn’t stir and Spike felt a tinge of guilt, knowing his boy now feared him. Spike quickly untied the ropes holding Angel’s wrists over his head and tenderly lowered his arms down onto the bed. “Angel, luv... Look at me, Childe...” Spike said softly. Angel took an unneeded breath and turned his head to look blankly at his Sire. “I‘m sorry pet, but it was the only way... you must learn. As much as I love you, need you, there will be times when I have to do this... punish you,” Spike said sadly as he touched the wound on Angel’s wrist. “You’re mine now. Body and soul... only mine... forever.” “I know, Sire... yours... only yours,” Angel whispered low in his most submissive voice. “I’m sorry, Master. Can you ever forgive me?” “I already have,” Spike replied softly with tears in his eyes. “I already have...” ~End~