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Angelus	By : KagetsuAsame Category: BtVS AU/AR > Slash - Male/Male > Angel(us)/Xander > Angel(us)/Xander Views: 26623 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Thanks so much to those of you who have taken the time to review. You have no idea how much it brightens my day
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On another note. The
drive where all my stories are broke so I�m working on retrieving the
information, this is the only story you�ll see updated for awhile until I get
all my information back. If it�s totally
lost I�ll be heartbroken and have to see what I have in different places on my
computer, hopefully I won�t lose everything.

It
had been a few weeks since Halloween and Xander had been trying to find new and
interesting ways to make Angelus jealous.
He was sure that one day it would backfire but until then it was fun to
get his sire all riled up. It was a nice
night and he was in the Bronze, eyeing a guitarist with more then hunger in his
eyes. Angelus was up on the second
floor, eyes narrowed at his childe, knowing what he was doing, and it was
working, he was getting jealous. The
young vampire watched him intently, his name was Daniel but everyone called him
Oz. Once Oz had put his guitar up and
was off the stage Xander approached him.

�Hey.�

Oz
looked over at him, �Hey.�

�I
just wanted to tell you that your performance was great. When are you playing next?�

�Wednesday.� He replied.

He
smiled, �Cool, I'll have to show up then.� He was about to speak again when he
felt a hand on his shoulder and a hiss in his ear, �I'll talk to you later.� He
said before being pulled away by a very jealous Angelus.

Angelus
was growling lowly as he pulled him out of the club, he knew that Xander hadn't
been trying to make a meal of him, �You are so in for it now.� He growled, �You
know better, especially after the conversation we had on Halloween.�

He
looked at him innocently, �What do you mean?
I don't remember any conversation.�

�You're
a horrible liar boy. You know exactly
what I'm talking about and you remember the conversation we had. Don't try to make me jealous, it may work but
it's your hide that's going to be tanned, not anyone else's. Now if someone were to hit on you that would
be a different story.�

�Ok.�
He thought, �I guess it backfired faster then I thought.�

Angelus
led him into what Xander had dubbed the �playroom�. It was where people were tortured and he was
toyed with or punished. A whimper
escaped his lips, he knew they were coming here so he could be punished and he
wasn't looking forward to it. Without a
word, Angelus pulled him over to the far wall where a set of chains were
tethered.

Xander
squirmed, �Sire, please.�

Angelus
raised an eyebrow, �Please what boy?� He questioned, wrapping the metal cuffs
around his wrists, positioning him so he was facing the wall.

�Please
don't do this.� He pleaded, looking over his shoulder.

�You
were a bad boy and need to be punished.� He stated firmly, stripping him, �You
know better then to tease me like that.� With that he began to whip him.

After
what felt like forever Angelus� voice broke the sound of the whip slicing
through the air, �Who do you belong to boy?� The question rang through Xander�s
pain filled mind and he knew his sire must have been royally pissed to not
refer to him as childe.

His
flirting with Oz had gotten him in big trouble, �You sire.� He whispered, his
voice raw from screaming.

Angelus
growled softly, �Love hearing your voice like that, raw.� He ran his hands down
his sides and nibbled his ear, �Let�s see if I can make that pretty voice of
yours beg for release.� His hands wandered over his naked body, one of them
wrapping around his length. His hips
bucked forward and a hoarse cry escaped his lips, �So
hard from something as simple as a whipping.� He purred, pressing up against
his bloody back, �You know you�re mine, don�t you boy?� At Xander�s nod he
nibbled at his throat, �All mine, not sharing you with anyone, my childe.� His
anger had begun to fade to lust and desire.
Xander relaxed a bit at hearing the word childe. Blunt nails ran down and over his chest and a
growl sounded in his ear, the proof of Angelus� desire pressing against Xander�s
backside, �Going to fuck you until you scream and beg.� As he spoke he freed
himself, rubbing up against him.

In
one smooth thrust he was buried completely inside, a sharp keen escaping
Xander�s lips as he was split open.
Angelus moaned lowly, running his tongue up the smooth expanse of throat
before him. Without preamble he began to
move, thrusting deep before pulling out almost completely and shoving back in
fully. Xander�s lips were parted in
pleasure, sweet cries escaping them in a torrent of sound. His length twitched violently in his sire�s
grasp. Teeth and tongue explored his
throat, the ridges of his face brushing against his skin, making him squirm in
his bindings. The continual meeting of
hips echoed through the room, the slapping of skin against skin. If he got this kind of sex from flirting with
someone then this was well worth the punishment. The elder vampire�s hands dug into his hips,
leaving his length to twitch and bob in the air, weeping steadily. A low cry escaped his lips at the loss of
that hand and Angelus chuckled, gripping his hips in an unforgiving grasp,
moving hard against his spot.

�You
cannot come until I say.� He growled, tugging his earlobe with sharp fangs.

He
moaned, �What happens if I do?�

�Then
you�ll be punished.�

Jerking
at his bonds he tried to get some relief, his length twitched angrily. Holding off his release took all his
concentration and self restraint. A
continual purr sounded in his ear as his sire moved into him harshly, throbbing
deep inside him, filling him up. A low
keen escaped his lips when one of Angelus� hands wrapped itself around his
length and squeezed the angry flesh.
Xander tightened around him, panting, trying to stop himself from coming
and barely succeeding.

�Sire
please!� He cried as Angelus massaged his length, purring deeply, �Please oh
gods stop I can�t take anymore.� He squirmed, tugging at his bonds, �Sire
please, I�m going to die!�

Angelus
laughed, �Oh, I don�t think you�ll die childe.� He whispered darkly.

He
keened, �Please!� A scream escaped his lips and Angelus dragged his fangs over
his throat, splitting the skin.

�Scream
for me childe.� He growled, lapping up the blood, �Let me hear how much you
love this.�

He
screamed again, �Please! I need!�

With
a final thrust in he came, filling him with his cool seed, �Come childe.�

With
that order Xander arched back, coming hard over the wall he was up
against. Immediately he went limp in his
bonds, panting for unneeded breath, �Thank you sire.� He whispered.

Angelus
smiled, stroking his hair for a moment before pulling out, �You don�t need to
breathe childe, you keep forgetting that.� Gently he
removed his bonds and picked him up, petting his hair as he took him to the
bathroom. A bath was already prepared
for them, the steam rising off the water, �Let�s have a nice bath now childe,
relax.� After stripping off the remainder of his clothes he sank into the
water, holding Xander�s limp body against his.

Spike�s
voice echoed through the halls as they bathed, �What in bloody hell is going on
here?� He growled. There was an unheard
response followed by Spike�s growl, �I don�t care who it is, no one gets in.�

Angelus
raised an eyebrow, petting Xander�s hair as they relaxed, �Spike! What�s going on?� He shouted, holding him
close.

He
heard footsteps coming towards the door, �Some bloody bint is here to see you, says she�s a messenger from your grandsire.�

He
growled lowly, �Tell her that my �grandsire� isn�t welcome in my town.� He
growled.

Spike
walked away, grumbling about incompetent minions. Suddenly Spike�s voice could be heard again,
�I told you to get out!� He shouted, �Do as you�re told you stupid bint! I don�t care what you�re sire will do to you,
you probably deserve it!�

Angelus
chuckled, nibbling on Xander�s ear and whispering softly, �You tell her Spike.�
Xander smiled, snuggling closer, �You ready to get out now?�

He
nodded, �Yeah, I�m going to turn into a prune if we stay in any longer.�

Without
a word he deposited Xander outside of the tub before climbing out himself. Stretching, he dried them both off before
wrapping the towel around his waist and taking him out of the bathroom, not
giving him anything to cover up with.
Xander rolled his eyes and walked with him.

�What
are we going to do?� He questioned as they walked towards their room.

As
Angelus was about to answer a yelp escaped Xander�s lips. He whirled quickly to see that a woman had
pulled him back against her. A low growl
escaped his lips until he saw his grandsire, the disgusting, ancient vampire,
standing behind her. His eyes narrowed
dangerously.

�Still
need lapdogs to do your dirty work?� He questioned, giving Xander a look to be
still.

The
ancient vampire looked at him mockingly, �I always did like you Angelus, so
ruthless and brutal.� The woman had began to touch
over Xander, purring.

Angelus
growled, �Hands off bitch, he�s mine.�

The
woman pouted, �I want to play with him though, sire, please?� She questioned.

Xander
growled and jerked his arm back, hitting her in the stomach. She gasped and let him go long enough for him
to scramble over to Angelus, �Don�t touch me.� He hissed at her.

Her
master shook his head, �Control your childe.� He said to Angelus.

He
shrugged, �I control him as much as I want to.
He�s mine and he knows it, that�s enough. Besides, you shouldn�t let your minion touch
what isn�t hers.� She growled at being called a minion, �So what are you doing
here? Come to check on your �favorite
childe�?� He questioned, referring to Darla, �I know how much she pissed you
off when she made me. Why would you come
to me first? She�s in town you know.�

�I�ve
heard she hasn�t quite been herself lately.� His fingers ran through the
woman�s hair, she was pouting at having Xander gotten away from her while
Xander was glaring at her from behind his sire.

�So? I don�t want you here, you�re sore on the
eyes and I have things to do.�

He
narrowed his eyes, �You should have been part of my court.� He stated, �Then
you would have learned some manners.�

�I
have impeccable manners when I feel the need to.� He smiled, �Now get out. I have a childe to play with and a slayer to
tease.�

�You
don�t tell me what to do boy.� He back handed him to the ground and Angelus
laughed, getting to his feet.

�We
can fight if you want but this is my home and I�m not leaving like I did when
my bitch sire brought me to your court.
Go find your own place. I�m sure
you�d be happier in some sewer or crypt anyway.�

The
woman�s eyes didn�t leave Xander and he growled at her, �Get out.� He hissed,
�And stay away from me.�

Angelus
chuckled softly, stroking his hair, �See you around.� He said as they walked
out, he knew this wasn�t the last they would see of his grandsire.

�I
don�t like him.� Xander growled once they were gone.

�Neither
do I. If he keeps
this up we might have to do something I don�t want to.�

He
looked up at him, �What�s that sire?�

�Join
with the slayer to remove him from the picture.�

Next Chapter: Angelus makes a
decision regarding the Master.
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