Puppy Love 25/50 - Eggs
Title: Puppy Love 25/50 - Eggs
Pairings: Spike/Xander
Appropriate Ratings: NC17 overall, this chapter... NC-17
Warnings: Toys, boy on boy sex, the usual. If there's something I missed, let me know.
Disclaimers: Not my characters. I make no money off this, I'm just playing. I promise to give them a bath and thorough cleaning when I’m done! Joss Whedon is my lord and Master. All hail Joss Whedon.
Short Summary: Puppy gets a present.
Word Count: 1075 (as per Open Office, god I hate that thing)
Beta: Tamakin and Laazikaat
X-posted to: perverted_pages, bloodclaim, BTVS_lightsout, BTVS_slash, btvsatsdotcom, darker_spike, spike_fics, sxandviolence, spanderslash, darker_vault, sickchicks, spike_xander, xander_slash, i_need_a_parrot, all_fics_btvs, nekid_spike
Archived Outside LJ At: adultfanfiction.net and The Spander Files
A.N.1 This is in response to the prompt table given to me by hawk_soaring. Thanks bunches again!
*** A.N.2 I am in a search for a content beta. The only thing I'm looking for is someone to help make the content more believable and workable and what not, spelling help would be an added bonus. I need someone who can guarantee me a turn around time. Please, if there's anyone who likes my work, let me know, you'll get a free first look at where the fic is going!***
I've been nominated at the forbidden awards! Woo who! Some of you will vote for me, right?
Comments keep my muse well fed. Please please please feed her?
He squirmed on the linen sheets, clenching and unclenching fistfuls of sweaty fabric in a feverish rhythm. Slowly he calmed, lying still and whimpering in anticipation. He’d already been told he wouldn’t be permitted his release until Spike was good and ready, but he couldn’t help the constant murmur that spilled from his lips; a constant stream of begging, pleading, crying to cum. The evil, sadistic vampire just kept on saying “No” in an almost calm voice that simply drove him mad.
Early on in the night, Spike had mentioned that Xander was to receive a gift and he’d be given the choice of asking for it now and getting it used on him immediately, or be given it later and have it used then. The mouth skipped asking the brain what it thought and just asked, begged, pleaded to be given the gift early, and so Spike had happily obliged. Now Xander wished he’d shown a little more restraint, because this was just torture.
Spike eased down on the controls and stroked Xander’s cheek with the back of his hand, drinking in every nuance of his expression of agonized bliss that seemed permanently etched into his human. He drank in every bead of sweat, every grimace and gasp, every sweet moan and every single one of those pleading, begging words, and couldn’t help but draw it out even longer.
Xander was tied to the bed; his thighs held together and pulled hard against his chest while his arms were stretched tightly above and away from him on the pillowless bed. It madehim feel bare and unprotected from Spike’s merciless onslaught. His breath was coming in rapid pants, while his body shivered and shuddered as the objects inside him slowed down to a halt.
“There’s my boy, so pretty when he suffers for me. Such a whore, it turns him on like nothing’s ever turned him on before, my boy, my pretty little bitch.” Spike tugged on the cords of the vibrating eggs deep inside his pet, watching him gasp and squirm. “And still you give to me, such a good little boy. You really did earn your pressie didn’t you?”
Xander nodded jerkily and mutely in response, lost in a sea of bliss. He never knew vibrator eggs nestled against his prostate would feel this intensely good. Spike’s habit of drawing along another vibrating egg at odd intervals Xander’s cock and balls with the intensity going up and down and up and down made the boy gasp, fires igniting inside. Xander was having a fun time trying remembering to breathe.
He sobbed, “Yes Master,” remembering that Spike preferred he be vocal rather than mute. He panted heavily, rolling his head from side to side. “Please, please Master, let me cum, please Master? Please?” Xander begged, sobbing openly.
“Not yet puppy, not quite done with you yet. So pretty when you suffer for me, squirm and beg for me. I love it when you plead.” Spike stroked a heaving, sweat-slicked side with his finger tip before licking it clean with closed eyes. “Taste so good pet, all of you…” He licked up Xander’s firm and twitching shaft before sucking and nibbling the head.
“MASTER! I can’t… please, I…I don’t want to break the rules, but I can’t hold back any longer, please please please.” Xander sobbed openly as Spike slowly swallowed him down before ever so slowly moving back up.
Quickly, without warning, Spike placed a cock ring firmly around the base of Xander’s cock. “Thank you for telling me pet, I’ll help you keep the rules, aren’t I so nice?” Spike whispered into Xander’s ear. He heard the boy sniffle, trying to get himself under control, soft moaning sounds spilling from his lips in a mindless torrent.
“Yes Master, thank you. I’ll try to be good, please, it’s just too much, feels too good. Please Master, what can I do to have you let me cum sooner? Please Master, there must be something,” Xander said feverishly, trembling with need and anticipation.
“Bargaining, eh pet? You know you’re mine, anything you could give me I could take without asking anyways, and you’d best see to it I was pleased or your backside would suffer for it. You’ve got nothing left to bargain with whelp, you’re all mine now. Every bit of your delectable body and mind are mine, now and as far into forever as you’ll ever see.” He stroked his fingers down Xander’s bound arms and the taut, shivering muscles of his abdomen and thighs, leaving Xander a quivering mess.
“M-Master…” Xander almost whined, tossing his head from side to side, gulping in heaving gasps of air.
Spike smiled down at him and turned the vibrator on high once more, getting a keening wail as a response and smiled wider. He loved the power he held over the boy and how he got him to do it all willingly. He loved the reactions he drew from his pet, loved every noise and every grimace of pain and pleasure. Mine, he thought to himself.
One by one Spike pulled the still vibrating eggs out of Xander, happy he’d sheathed them in condoms before this whole exercise. Saves on cleaning up, he thought to himself before positioning himself at Xander’s trembling hole. “They loved you last night, you know. All I got was words of encouragement from Sebassis and his demon lot. They lusted after you, longed to steal you away and have their dirty way with you, but I kept you. I kept you because I’m strong, because they respect that strength. You helped me get that respect pet. You’ve been such a good boy to me.”
Spike slid easily home, gasping in surprise when Xander flexed and shifted with a muted grunt so Spike slid in even deeper. He felt muscles fluttering around him, sheathing him in their warm embrace and groaned softly. “Such a good boy,” and Spike began to slowly and relentlessly fuck him into the mattress.
Xander lost track of time, the ache in his shoulders and hips from his bindings couldn’t overcome the pure bliss Spike was hammering into him.
Previous Chapter: Chapter 24 - Santa
Next Chapter: Chapter 26 - Hung
All parts found this prompt chart or in my memories.
Pairings: Spike/Xander
Appropriate Ratings: NC17 overall, this chapter... NC-17
Warnings: Toys, boy on boy sex, the usual. If there's something I missed, let me know.
Disclaimers: Not my characters. I make no money off this, I'm just playing. I promise to give them a bath and thorough cleaning when I’m done! Joss Whedon is my lord and Master. All hail Joss Whedon.
Short Summary: Puppy gets a present.
Word Count: 1075 (as per Open Office, god I hate that thing)
Beta: Tamakin and Laazikaat
X-posted to: perverted_pages, bloodclaim, BTVS_lightsout, BTVS_slash, btvsatsdotcom, darker_spike, spike_fics, sxandviolence, spanderslash, darker_vault, sickchicks, spike_xander, xander_slash, i_need_a_parrot, all_fics_btvs, nekid_spike
Archived Outside LJ At: adultfanfiction.net and The Spander Files
A.N.1 This is in response to the prompt table given to me by hawk_soaring. Thanks bunches again!
*** A.N.2 I am in a search for a content beta. The only thing I'm looking for is someone to help make the content more believable and workable and what not, spelling help would be an added bonus. I need someone who can guarantee me a turn around time. Please, if there's anyone who likes my work, let me know, you'll get a free first look at where the fic is going!***
I've been nominated at the forbidden awards! Woo who! Some of you will vote for me, right?
Comments keep my muse well fed. Please please please feed her?
He squirmed on the linen sheets, clenching and unclenching fistfuls of sweaty fabric in a feverish rhythm. Slowly he calmed, lying still and whimpering in anticipation. He’d already been told he wouldn’t be permitted his release until Spike was good and ready, but he couldn’t help the constant murmur that spilled from his lips; a constant stream of begging, pleading, crying to cum. The evil, sadistic vampire just kept on saying “No” in an almost calm voice that simply drove him mad.
Early on in the night, Spike had mentioned that Xander was to receive a gift and he’d be given the choice of asking for it now and getting it used on him immediately, or be given it later and have it used then. The mouth skipped asking the brain what it thought and just asked, begged, pleaded to be given the gift early, and so Spike had happily obliged. Now Xander wished he’d shown a little more restraint, because this was just torture.
Spike eased down on the controls and stroked Xander’s cheek with the back of his hand, drinking in every nuance of his expression of agonized bliss that seemed permanently etched into his human. He drank in every bead of sweat, every grimace and gasp, every sweet moan and every single one of those pleading, begging words, and couldn’t help but draw it out even longer.
Xander was tied to the bed; his thighs held together and pulled hard against his chest while his arms were stretched tightly above and away from him on the pillowless bed. It madehim feel bare and unprotected from Spike’s merciless onslaught. His breath was coming in rapid pants, while his body shivered and shuddered as the objects inside him slowed down to a halt.
“There’s my boy, so pretty when he suffers for me. Such a whore, it turns him on like nothing’s ever turned him on before, my boy, my pretty little bitch.” Spike tugged on the cords of the vibrating eggs deep inside his pet, watching him gasp and squirm. “And still you give to me, such a good little boy. You really did earn your pressie didn’t you?”
Xander nodded jerkily and mutely in response, lost in a sea of bliss. He never knew vibrator eggs nestled against his prostate would feel this intensely good. Spike’s habit of drawing along another vibrating egg at odd intervals Xander’s cock and balls with the intensity going up and down and up and down made the boy gasp, fires igniting inside. Xander was having a fun time trying remembering to breathe.
He sobbed, “Yes Master,” remembering that Spike preferred he be vocal rather than mute. He panted heavily, rolling his head from side to side. “Please, please Master, let me cum, please Master? Please?” Xander begged, sobbing openly.
“Not yet puppy, not quite done with you yet. So pretty when you suffer for me, squirm and beg for me. I love it when you plead.” Spike stroked a heaving, sweat-slicked side with his finger tip before licking it clean with closed eyes. “Taste so good pet, all of you…” He licked up Xander’s firm and twitching shaft before sucking and nibbling the head.
“MASTER! I can’t… please, I…I don’t want to break the rules, but I can’t hold back any longer, please please please.” Xander sobbed openly as Spike slowly swallowed him down before ever so slowly moving back up.
Quickly, without warning, Spike placed a cock ring firmly around the base of Xander’s cock. “Thank you for telling me pet, I’ll help you keep the rules, aren’t I so nice?” Spike whispered into Xander’s ear. He heard the boy sniffle, trying to get himself under control, soft moaning sounds spilling from his lips in a mindless torrent.
“Yes Master, thank you. I’ll try to be good, please, it’s just too much, feels too good. Please Master, what can I do to have you let me cum sooner? Please Master, there must be something,” Xander said feverishly, trembling with need and anticipation.
“Bargaining, eh pet? You know you’re mine, anything you could give me I could take without asking anyways, and you’d best see to it I was pleased or your backside would suffer for it. You’ve got nothing left to bargain with whelp, you’re all mine now. Every bit of your delectable body and mind are mine, now and as far into forever as you’ll ever see.” He stroked his fingers down Xander’s bound arms and the taut, shivering muscles of his abdomen and thighs, leaving Xander a quivering mess.
“M-Master…” Xander almost whined, tossing his head from side to side, gulping in heaving gasps of air.
Spike smiled down at him and turned the vibrator on high once more, getting a keening wail as a response and smiled wider. He loved the power he held over the boy and how he got him to do it all willingly. He loved the reactions he drew from his pet, loved every noise and every grimace of pain and pleasure. Mine, he thought to himself.
One by one Spike pulled the still vibrating eggs out of Xander, happy he’d sheathed them in condoms before this whole exercise. Saves on cleaning up, he thought to himself before positioning himself at Xander’s trembling hole. “They loved you last night, you know. All I got was words of encouragement from Sebassis and his demon lot. They lusted after you, longed to steal you away and have their dirty way with you, but I kept you. I kept you because I’m strong, because they respect that strength. You helped me get that respect pet. You’ve been such a good boy to me.”
Spike slid easily home, gasping in surprise when Xander flexed and shifted with a muted grunt so Spike slid in even deeper. He felt muscles fluttering around him, sheathing him in their warm embrace and groaned softly. “Such a good boy,” and Spike began to slowly and relentlessly fuck him into the mattress.
Xander lost track of time, the ache in his shoulders and hips from his bindings couldn’t overcome the pure bliss Spike was hammering into him.
Previous Chapter: Chapter 24 - Santa
Next Chapter: Chapter 26 - Hung
All parts found this prompt chart or in my memories.