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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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A little bit of torment in this chapter, tell me what you think. Also if you know any good Angelus/Xander
stories tell me. I started this one
because I couldn�t find many and I love Angelus much better then Angel. Guess I have a thing for the bad guys. So e-mail me with any good links, my address
is: kokkaku @ gmail .
com (without all the spaces that is).

A
low groan escaped Xander�s lips as he was slapped awake. He tasted blood in his mouth as he was
slapped again. Slowly he opened his
eyes, knowing that what happened wasn�t just a dream. The vampire stood over him, wearing nothing but
his leather pants, boots, and a malicious smile. Xander�s eyes narrowed and he tried to sit
up, only to find his arms firmly shackled to the headboard. He jerked at his bindings.

�Let
me go you undead psycho!� He cried, squirming, his ankles were bound to the
foot of the bed.

Angelus
laughed, �Oh I love it when they squirm.� He growled lowly, looking down at the
struggling human, �This is going to be so much fun. I�m going to break and reshape you.� He
purred, running a finger down his throat, �Let�s see if you taste as good as
you look.� With that he grabbed his hair and jerked his head to the side, sinking
his teeth into his throat. Xander screamed,
trying to reach down and pull him off.
Angelus pulled back, demonic visage firmly in place, golden eyes looked
down at him as he licked his lips, �Delicious.
So much better then the one who invited me into your house.� He purred.

He
swallowed hard, �What did you do to my parents?� He didn�t like them much but
they were his parents.

The
demon laughed, �Just had a little snack, they were rather disgusting so I only
took enough to taste before breaking their necks. The man tried to hurt me though; I tore one
of his arms off.� Xander blanched, �Something wrong boy?� He asked, running a
finger over the wound in his throat before licking his finger off.

�What
are you going to do with me?� He asked softly.

He
sighed, �I told you already.� He growled, �And we�re about to begin.� As he
spoke he pulled out a thin black crop.

~Xander�s POV~

My
eyes grew wide, I wasn�t about to start whimpering, wasn�t about to give him
any verbal sign that I was petrified. I
thought my struggling and wide eyes would be enough of a clue. The mere thought of what he was possible of
made me want to get away from him as quickly as I could, the leather restraints
prevented any escape, and quashed any hope of getting out on my own. I could only hope that someone would find me, that Buffy would stake Angelus and get me out of here
before I became dinner or dead.

�Pay
attention boy.� Angelus snapped, bringing the crop down hard against my naked
thighs. Oh god, I was naked?! I was naked and alone with a male vampire?! I began my struggles anew, that crop
hurt. He brought it down again, right
next to the previous strike, �Be still.� His voice was a low threatening growl;
his game face hadn�t left his features.

I
felt something dripping down the side of my leg from the most recent strike and
looked down. A fine trickle of blood
seeped from the wound. He had hit me
hard enough to break the skin and I knew this was only the beginning.

�What
the hell do you want?� I asked, my thighs throbbed from the welts and wound.

He
didn�t answer; instead he ran his tongue over the wound, his fangs brushing
against my skin. I couldn�t hold back my
whimper and it made him chuckle, �A few ground rules boy. You�ll speak only when I give you permission,
you exist because I allow you to, and your existence depends on my mood and
whether or not you please me.� He paused, his face sliding back into its human
guise, �You will be punished as I see fit and you will be properly
trained. You will not shame me and if
you do I�ll take it out of your pretty little hide.� I blanched and swallowed
hard.

Narrowing
my eyes at him I spoke, ignoring the fact that he told me I could only speak
with permission, �What the hell do you mean by that? What makes you think I�m going to do what you
say?�

The
crop came crashing down over my stomach.
I let out a cry, trying to jerk away, �Don�t move away from me boy.� He
growled, �Be still and keep your mouth shut or I�ll gag you and that will take
away half the fun. You will do as I say
without question and you will do it immediately. I do not like to repeat myself.� He paused,
running the crop over my stomach, �To answer your question, I think you�ll do
what I say because if you don�t you will suffer. You might even enjoy it.� He smiled, the crop
brushing over my length, I let out a gasp, �Oh yes, I think you�ll come to
enjoy it very much.�

I
shook my head, �Let me go.�

He
hit me again, �I didn�t give you permission to speak!� I whimpered softly and
he smiled, �I do so enjoy hearing you whimper.
So pathetic, so perfect.� He bit my ear and I
squirmed away only to earn another hit with the crop, �Told you not to move
boy.� His voice was a low hiss in my ear, �I can see that I�m going to have to
get a little meaner.� He unchained my feet and wrists before pulling me off the
bed and out of the room, �You will do as I say!� His voice was a low, angry
hiss. I soon found myself hanging from
less then padded metal shackles from the ceiling, �I�m going to burn that fact
into your mind and you will never forget who you belong to. You are mine!� I felt the sharp sting of a
full-fledged whip, a cry of surprise and pain escaping my lips.

~Angelus� POV~

His
cries and screams rang through the room like sweet music. A shiver ran up my spine as I whipped him,
hopefully driving home the fact that I was his god now, that I was the ruler of
his world and I could and would do whatever I wanted with him. I was already hard, hearing his screams,
seeing the blood flow. I purred,
pressing myself up against his bloody back, the unmistakable bulge in my pants
rubbing against his ass. He tried to
pull away with a whimper, knowing what was pressing against him, but I gripped
his hips tightly, holding him in place.
I was going to enjoy breaking this boy oh so very much and once he was perfectly trained I might turn him, making him my
childe. I almost hoped that he wouldn�t
be completely broken when I turned him, that there would be a part of him that
continued to resist me.

I
thrust lightly against him, growling in his ear, �Like that boy?� Xander shook
his head, �No?� I reached around, gripping his half hard length, �Oh, I think
you do.� He let out a choked sob, �Tears so soon? You just survived a whipping and already
you�re crying because I�m pressed against you?� I laughed, �I�m going to fuck
you raw later but right now�� I trailed off, giving his length quick,
tormenting strokes. I laughed as he
came, �Did the mean old vampire make you come?� I mocked, �I�m going hunting.�
I said, pulling back, �Don�t go anywhere.� I laughed, going to get cleaned up
to pay the slayer a visit.

Taking
a quick shower, I cleaned up quick, pulling on a clean pair of leather pants,
my boots, and a deep blue shirt this time before slipping on my jacket. I was ready to taunt the slayer a little bit,
see how she and red were fairing. On my
way out I looked in on my boy, he was hanging limp in his chains, his wrists
and back bloody, I made sure someone was watching him before I went out, didn�t
want him trying to kill himself while I was away. It didn�t take me long to find the slayer,
she was out patrolling alone and was in heated combat with a recently risen
vampire. I sat back and watched, it
didn�t take her long to dust the fledge. I walked forward, clapping mockingly.

�Good
show.� I laughed.

She
spun to face me, �Where is he?� She asked angrily, not leaving her combat
stance.

I
feigned innocence, �Where is who?� I asked.

�Xander,
what did you do with him? Where is
he? If you�ve hurt him I swear I�ll��

I
cut her off, �You�ll what? Stake
me? Don�t make me laugh. You couldn�t stake me if your life depended
on it, and it does.� Oh how clich� that line was but I couldn�t help it, I had
to use it, �You�re not very threatening.� I said, walking up to her and leaning
close to whisper in her ear, �You fear me, I can smell it.� I hissed before
running my tongue up her ear. She made a
sound of surprise and hit me, hard, flinging me back into a tombstone. I laughed, �Little girl packs a punch. I didn�t take your Xander.� I lied, �But
maybe someone else did or maybe he just ran away, isn�t that always a
possibility?�

�I
saw his parents.� Her eyes were narrowed angrily.

I
raised an eyebrow, �Oh? Am I supposed to
care? Well, I don�t. I don�t care what happened to them and I
don�t care what happens to you or your friends.
Good luck slayer, I�ll be seeing you or maybe one of your friends soon.�
I said, turning to walk away. She moved
fast, intending to drive a stake through my heart. I was faster, dodging out of the way and
grabbing her wrist, �Too slow little girl and that wasn�t very good
manners. Never attack when a person�s
back is turned, it isn�t sporting.� I threw her away from me and continued
walking.

Next Chapter: Xander�s training really begins. Poor Xander.
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