Puppy Love 34/50 - Snow
Title: Puppy Love 34/50 - Snow
Pairings: Spike/Xander
Appropriate Ratings: NC17 overall, this chapter... R-ish
Warnings: blood play, piercing play, not much.
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 some pretties.
Word Count: 1189 (as per Word Count)
Beta: purpledodah and Laazikaat
Concrit: always welcome in comments, e-mail or MSN, whichever.
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 have finished writing Puppy Love, and as long as things go alright with my beta's I'll be posting about one a week until they're all done. It's been a fun and wacky time, I hope y'all enjoy where this goes and how it gets there. I have a prompt request thing going on at my journal, in case anyone wanted to give in their two cents, as it were.
Comments keep my muse well fed. Please please please feed her? Writing is ever so much easier if I know people are reading and enjoying.
Spike sulked on his bed and was thinking to himself. Well, arguing with himself was more like it
Why are you being a DAFT GIT.
I’m not a git! I’m doing what’s proper!
What? Being proper means you don’t enjoy what you own? You really have gone daft.
No, it means not letting my needs and wants control me! I’m a Master Vampire, not a fledge!
Oh that’s rich. That’s the whole bloody point of being a Master Vampire, want, take, have. You have him, you want him, now take him, make him writhe beneath you again, calling out your name. Have him worship your cock and give you pleasure, let the boy be the best slave he can be, because you know he’ll be something stunning.
You want to know what’s bloody daft?
What?
Arguing with yourself.
And with that, he stopped, still thinking about it, but no longer having a conversation in his head. He’d been right, of course, that was the reason to be a Master Vampire. Want take have, the three key words to his existence. So maybe it was time he started going back to indulging in that, in the have… it was his right, his destiny, he was a Master Vampire for the devil’s sake! The boy didn’t have any control over him, he had all the power, as the vampire, as the owner, as the Master, as the bloody well god to the bloody whelp. He’d indulge if he wanted to indulge, that’s why he bought the boy in the first place, that’s why Dru wanted them together in the first place, he really was being bloody daft.
He thought back to how he’d been treating the boy, not badly, not cruelly, but indifferently, coldly. And now all the work he’d gone through to make the boy devoted to his Master was almost thrown out the window, but Spike was going to do whatever it took to get that power over his human back. Then again, this could be treated as part of his training, letting him know he wasn’t all that important, letting the boy know he didn’t own Spike, that he didn’t get a choice over how he was treated… and maybe now he’d be more than grateful at being treated as a beloved pet. Every cloud has a silver lining, this would probably step up his training incredibly, he really should have done this on purpose in the first place.
The blanket was whipped off his cage, leaving him blinking and confused in the light of the room. Xander rubbed his eyes and got up to a kneel. He felt Spike’s gaze on his body, the hairs on the back of his neck rising.
“You’ve been a good puppy for me, haven’t you bitch? You’ve done all I ask and beg for more, as any good slave should do. I’m going to give you a couple of prezzies puppy, remember and be grateful. Oh yeah, puppy, this is going to hurt you a heck of a lot more than me,” he smirked and undid the cage, pointing to a bondage table.
Xander quickly crawled out of his cage and hopped up, sitting down comfortably on the leather clad padding as he watched what the vampire was doing. He was rolling a covered tray over beside the table. “Do I need to blindfold you or gag you now, do I? I love the pretty sounds you make and those warm brown eyes flooding with tears. So do I? Or will you be a good little bitch?”
“I-I don’t know.” Xander honestly answered . He’d started to quiver in fear. He didn’t know what was going on and all he could think of was how upset Spike had been with him for the last few weeks. The vampire had seemed so cold, so distant, on the very edge of cruel. He couldn’t imagine what in the world was planned for him, he could just think it, whatever ‘it’ was, would be excruciating pain. It’s not like Spike hadn’t given him plenty of pain already.
Xander held perfectly still when Spike whipped off the cover from the tray and swallowed thickly. The tray held needles and other items that looked like they were built for nothing but pain and one bowl of snow covered ice cubes, the freezer must not be used that often. Xander continued to shake.
“Now stay still! This is a reward for how good you’ve been these last few weeks. Will only hurt a moment, and I know you’ll love these when I’m through!” Spike smiled and traced his hands over the implements.
First he brought out an ice cube and teased the human’s nipples. He saw the nubs harden almost instantly in reaction, but he held the ice against one nipple for quite a while, until Xander began wondering what was going on and winced in pain. He held perfectly still even as Spike turned back to the tray and picked up a pair of forceps with holes through the clamp.
“You’re not allergic to shell fish, are you puppy?”
What kind of non sequitor was -that- “Not that I know of…”
“We’ll find out soon enough, won’t we?” He said ominously, and he suddenly felt something cool that left a brown stain being rubbed over his nipples. He shivered in anticipation, wondering what the vampire was up to now.
Without any warning, Spike clamped one nipple tight then pierced it through with the needle. He felt an odd clamping sensation around his nipple and whimpered softly as a needle pushed through, and whimpered while the ring jewelry was slipped then clamped down around a captured bead. It hadn’t been so bad, it had barely hurt, by the time he figured he should say “ouch” it was already over. Spike repeated the process for the second nipple, but this time Xander tensed when he knew the needle was coming, but it went as painlessly as the other one had.
Spike leaned down and licked and sucked each new hole, healing it with his saliva. He gave them a flick and heard Xander gasp. “That’s right puppy, new shinies for you, aren’t you a lucky puppy?”
Xander looked down and saw them glinting, they were just behind the nipples and he looked at them in wonder. They’d look wonderful on his tanned chest… if he was ever allowed out during the sunlight hours again that is. He smiled at how pleased Spike was as he cleaned up and used a sharps container. “Did wonderful pet, didn’t even make a sound. Well, maybe a whimper, but still you did well.”
“Thank you Master, they’re lovely.”
“Knew you’d like ‘em” Spike smiled and went back to the work on his desk, leaving Xander free to roam the room, for the first time in a long time. He wasn’t sure what to do, so he sat on the floor near the bed and flicked on the TV. He spent the rest of the night playing with his piercings and day dreaming about being on Spike’s good side again, he hadn’t realized he’d miss it so much.
Previous Chapter: Chapter 33 - Hallowe'en
Next Chapter: Chapter 35 - Club
All parts found this prompt chart or in my memories.
Pairings: Spike/Xander
Appropriate Ratings: NC17 overall, this chapter... R-ish
Warnings: blood play, piercing play, not much.
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 some pretties.
Word Count: 1189 (as per Word Count)
Beta: purpledodah and Laazikaat
Concrit: always welcome in comments, e-mail or MSN, whichever.
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 have finished writing Puppy Love, and as long as things go alright with my beta's I'll be posting about one a week until they're all done. It's been a fun and wacky time, I hope y'all enjoy where this goes and how it gets there. I have a prompt request thing going on at my journal, in case anyone wanted to give in their two cents, as it were.
Comments keep my muse well fed. Please please please feed her? Writing is ever so much easier if I know people are reading and enjoying.
Spike sulked on his bed and was thinking to himself. Well, arguing with himself was more like it
Why are you being a DAFT GIT.
I’m not a git! I’m doing what’s proper!
What? Being proper means you don’t enjoy what you own? You really have gone daft.
No, it means not letting my needs and wants control me! I’m a Master Vampire, not a fledge!
Oh that’s rich. That’s the whole bloody point of being a Master Vampire, want, take, have. You have him, you want him, now take him, make him writhe beneath you again, calling out your name. Have him worship your cock and give you pleasure, let the boy be the best slave he can be, because you know he’ll be something stunning.
You want to know what’s bloody daft?
What?
Arguing with yourself.
And with that, he stopped, still thinking about it, but no longer having a conversation in his head. He’d been right, of course, that was the reason to be a Master Vampire. Want take have, the three key words to his existence. So maybe it was time he started going back to indulging in that, in the have… it was his right, his destiny, he was a Master Vampire for the devil’s sake! The boy didn’t have any control over him, he had all the power, as the vampire, as the owner, as the Master, as the bloody well god to the bloody whelp. He’d indulge if he wanted to indulge, that’s why he bought the boy in the first place, that’s why Dru wanted them together in the first place, he really was being bloody daft.
He thought back to how he’d been treating the boy, not badly, not cruelly, but indifferently, coldly. And now all the work he’d gone through to make the boy devoted to his Master was almost thrown out the window, but Spike was going to do whatever it took to get that power over his human back. Then again, this could be treated as part of his training, letting him know he wasn’t all that important, letting the boy know he didn’t own Spike, that he didn’t get a choice over how he was treated… and maybe now he’d be more than grateful at being treated as a beloved pet. Every cloud has a silver lining, this would probably step up his training incredibly, he really should have done this on purpose in the first place.
The blanket was whipped off his cage, leaving him blinking and confused in the light of the room. Xander rubbed his eyes and got up to a kneel. He felt Spike’s gaze on his body, the hairs on the back of his neck rising.
“You’ve been a good puppy for me, haven’t you bitch? You’ve done all I ask and beg for more, as any good slave should do. I’m going to give you a couple of prezzies puppy, remember and be grateful. Oh yeah, puppy, this is going to hurt you a heck of a lot more than me,” he smirked and undid the cage, pointing to a bondage table.
Xander quickly crawled out of his cage and hopped up, sitting down comfortably on the leather clad padding as he watched what the vampire was doing. He was rolling a covered tray over beside the table. “Do I need to blindfold you or gag you now, do I? I love the pretty sounds you make and those warm brown eyes flooding with tears. So do I? Or will you be a good little bitch?”
“I-I don’t know.” Xander honestly answered . He’d started to quiver in fear. He didn’t know what was going on and all he could think of was how upset Spike had been with him for the last few weeks. The vampire had seemed so cold, so distant, on the very edge of cruel. He couldn’t imagine what in the world was planned for him, he could just think it, whatever ‘it’ was, would be excruciating pain. It’s not like Spike hadn’t given him plenty of pain already.
Xander held perfectly still when Spike whipped off the cover from the tray and swallowed thickly. The tray held needles and other items that looked like they were built for nothing but pain and one bowl of snow covered ice cubes, the freezer must not be used that often. Xander continued to shake.
“Now stay still! This is a reward for how good you’ve been these last few weeks. Will only hurt a moment, and I know you’ll love these when I’m through!” Spike smiled and traced his hands over the implements.
First he brought out an ice cube and teased the human’s nipples. He saw the nubs harden almost instantly in reaction, but he held the ice against one nipple for quite a while, until Xander began wondering what was going on and winced in pain. He held perfectly still even as Spike turned back to the tray and picked up a pair of forceps with holes through the clamp.
“You’re not allergic to shell fish, are you puppy?”
What kind of non sequitor was -that- “Not that I know of…”
“We’ll find out soon enough, won’t we?” He said ominously, and he suddenly felt something cool that left a brown stain being rubbed over his nipples. He shivered in anticipation, wondering what the vampire was up to now.
Without any warning, Spike clamped one nipple tight then pierced it through with the needle. He felt an odd clamping sensation around his nipple and whimpered softly as a needle pushed through, and whimpered while the ring jewelry was slipped then clamped down around a captured bead. It hadn’t been so bad, it had barely hurt, by the time he figured he should say “ouch” it was already over. Spike repeated the process for the second nipple, but this time Xander tensed when he knew the needle was coming, but it went as painlessly as the other one had.
Spike leaned down and licked and sucked each new hole, healing it with his saliva. He gave them a flick and heard Xander gasp. “That’s right puppy, new shinies for you, aren’t you a lucky puppy?”
Xander looked down and saw them glinting, they were just behind the nipples and he looked at them in wonder. They’d look wonderful on his tanned chest… if he was ever allowed out during the sunlight hours again that is. He smiled at how pleased Spike was as he cleaned up and used a sharps container. “Did wonderful pet, didn’t even make a sound. Well, maybe a whimper, but still you did well.”
“Thank you Master, they’re lovely.”
“Knew you’d like ‘em” Spike smiled and went back to the work on his desk, leaving Xander free to roam the room, for the first time in a long time. He wasn’t sure what to do, so he sat on the floor near the bed and flicked on the TV. He spent the rest of the night playing with his piercings and day dreaming about being on Spike’s good side again, he hadn’t realized he’d miss it so much.
Previous Chapter: Chapter 33 - Hallowe'en
Next Chapter: Chapter 35 - Club
All parts found this prompt chart or in my memories.