Puppy Love 49/50 - Play Time
Chapter 50 is more of an epilogue, the story's almost over kids, I'm kinda sad about that.
Title: Puppy Love 49/50 - Play Time
Pairings: Spike/Xander
Appropriate Ratings: NC17 overall, this chapter... NC17
Warnings: M/m, the usual warnings of kink and such, but it's a really tame chapter.
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 learns a new trade.
Word Count: 526 (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!
Comments keep my muse well fed. Please feed her? It'll help me write anything else. I'm totally stone walled.
Two wonderful banners by purpledodah beneath the cut. One not really work safe but it's great for the fic.
purpledodah made me these pretty banners for Puppy Love, don't you think the last one is just perfect? Click to make bigger!
Xander pranced about the room, cleaning it, bending over at the waist to dust and pick up things, letting his skirt lift up and show off his bruised and striped ass. He was wearing high patent heels, fishnet stockings, a little maids uniform and the little matching hat. His Master was exploring another kink, it seemed.
Spike sat at his desk and watched, tongue curled behind his teeth, smirking, knowing the boy bent over at those angles just to show himself off, Probably hoping I’ll fuck him and he won’t have to clean any more. Spike snorted and kept watching, tapping a riding crop against the boot of his crossed leg.
Xander hummed along with the music, bopping to the music now and again as he cleaned up the room, gathering all the laundry into the basket, happy a minion was in charge of actually washing them, then got to work and started on the bathroom. His Master got up and leaned against the door frame to watch him scrub the shower, the toilet, the floor, everything, getting the bathroom sparkling, and took every chance he could to show off his ass.
Spike chuckled now and again, but couldn’t fault the boy’s cleanliness, and walked back to his chair. After a minute Xander came to him, standing, head bowed, feather duster in both hands, “Please Master, I’m done.”
Spike nodded and chuckled, “A good job you did too pet, a good job. Now bend over and grab the end of the bed for support. You haven’t finished your service to me yet, and I want my money’s worth.”
Xander bent over as instructed and felt Spike flip up his skirt over his ass and run his hands over the bruised and battered cheeks, the magical unguent had only healed him so much. He’d taken quite a beating for freeing Giles, it was worth it but he still carried the marks and would for some time. He shifted, his feet so very, very, very sore from the heels and Spike smacked his ass making him jump and bite back a yelp of surprised pain.
“Hold still bitch, don’t want my aim off, now do you?” Spike pulled the plug out and slid into his pet’s ass, hissing softly at the heat and tightness. With slow steady strokes he fucked Xander, harder and harder, making the boy bounce against him, until he was bouncing off his feet, thrusting against his owner.
Spike chuckled and leaned forward to whisper at his pet, “And no puppy, you don’t get to cum this time.” Two strokes later he was emptying into his pet who was practically crying in dismay and need, wanting to cum so very, very badly.
“Please Master? I cleaned the lair up so well, please?”
His Master slapped him hard on the thigh, “When I say no, I mean no. Suffer puppy, you won’t die from it.” Spike smirked, “Just means we’ll have more play time later, doesn’t it?”
Xander smiled and sagged, feeling himself get plugged up again, trapping his Master’s semen inside him. His Master was right, they’d just have to have more play time later.
Previous Chapter: Chapter 48 - Romance
Next Chapter: Chapter 50 - Magic - Epilogue
All parts found this prompt chart or in my memories.
Title: Puppy Love 49/50 - Play Time
Pairings: Spike/Xander
Appropriate Ratings: NC17 overall, this chapter... NC17
Warnings: M/m, the usual warnings of kink and such, but it's a really tame chapter.
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 learns a new trade.
Word Count: 526 (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!
Comments keep my muse well fed. Please feed her? It'll help me write anything else. I'm totally stone walled.
Two wonderful banners by purpledodah beneath the cut. One not really work safe but it's great for the fic.
purpledodah made me these pretty banners for Puppy Love, don't you think the last one is just perfect? Click to make bigger!
Xander pranced about the room, cleaning it, bending over at the waist to dust and pick up things, letting his skirt lift up and show off his bruised and striped ass. He was wearing high patent heels, fishnet stockings, a little maids uniform and the little matching hat. His Master was exploring another kink, it seemed.
Spike sat at his desk and watched, tongue curled behind his teeth, smirking, knowing the boy bent over at those angles just to show himself off, Probably hoping I’ll fuck him and he won’t have to clean any more. Spike snorted and kept watching, tapping a riding crop against the boot of his crossed leg.
Xander hummed along with the music, bopping to the music now and again as he cleaned up the room, gathering all the laundry into the basket, happy a minion was in charge of actually washing them, then got to work and started on the bathroom. His Master got up and leaned against the door frame to watch him scrub the shower, the toilet, the floor, everything, getting the bathroom sparkling, and took every chance he could to show off his ass.
Spike chuckled now and again, but couldn’t fault the boy’s cleanliness, and walked back to his chair. After a minute Xander came to him, standing, head bowed, feather duster in both hands, “Please Master, I’m done.”
Spike nodded and chuckled, “A good job you did too pet, a good job. Now bend over and grab the end of the bed for support. You haven’t finished your service to me yet, and I want my money’s worth.”
Xander bent over as instructed and felt Spike flip up his skirt over his ass and run his hands over the bruised and battered cheeks, the magical unguent had only healed him so much. He’d taken quite a beating for freeing Giles, it was worth it but he still carried the marks and would for some time. He shifted, his feet so very, very, very sore from the heels and Spike smacked his ass making him jump and bite back a yelp of surprised pain.
“Hold still bitch, don’t want my aim off, now do you?” Spike pulled the plug out and slid into his pet’s ass, hissing softly at the heat and tightness. With slow steady strokes he fucked Xander, harder and harder, making the boy bounce against him, until he was bouncing off his feet, thrusting against his owner.
Spike chuckled and leaned forward to whisper at his pet, “And no puppy, you don’t get to cum this time.” Two strokes later he was emptying into his pet who was practically crying in dismay and need, wanting to cum so very, very badly.
“Please Master? I cleaned the lair up so well, please?”
His Master slapped him hard on the thigh, “When I say no, I mean no. Suffer puppy, you won’t die from it.” Spike smirked, “Just means we’ll have more play time later, doesn’t it?”
Xander smiled and sagged, feeling himself get plugged up again, trapping his Master’s semen inside him. His Master was right, they’d just have to have more play time later.
Previous Chapter: Chapter 48 - Romance
Next Chapter: Chapter 50 - Magic - Epilogue
All parts found this prompt chart or in my memories.