Courting My Pet | By : Vulnerable Category: > Spike(William)/Xander > Spike(William)/Xander Views: 13521 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Xander was literally shaken from his stupor by an ambulance man who was checking him over. He could now hear the siren of the ambulance and the hustle and bustle of the medics outside the house. He could see that his fathers body had been moved, but that would never take away the images or the fact that they would need a new sofa because his father’s blood had soaked there one all the way through. After being told he was fit to move, Xander got up and made his way outside bypassing his mother’s vomit, which she ran out of the house spewing, from seeing the remains of her abusive husband after her drunken binge. He cradled his crying mother in his arms, he knew it wasn’t her fault that she was a drunk and almost never around, the reason for it all was dead laying in the back of the now leaving ambulance, on a stretcher, in a body bag. Yes he felt sick about what he saw, but his father being dead caused him no concern at all, that *man* (if that’s what you could call him), had stopped being his father along time ago. He continued to cradle his mother to the sounds of sirens, police and ambulance.
Xander and his mother had to stay in a motel for a couple of weeks because of the police sectioning off the house for an investigation. A week and a half after being in the motel they were informed that the whole incident had been caused by gangs on PCP. Xander nearly laughed at that, how many times had he heard *that* excuse. How could they really blame gangs on the carnage that had been seen in the house? Sunnydalers really were oblivious to the night life or un-life in this case. A couple of days later lawyers informed Xander and his mother that Tony Harris had left them money, but what was really sad and emotionally sickening was that they were the second in line, if Bambi was still alive she would have got it all, this didn’t leave the remaining Harris’s feeling any less bitter. Subsequently to that Tony Harris was buried in one of Sunnydale’s many cemeteries, bodies were always let go from morgues early for funerals in Sunnydale mostly because of the mysterious disappearances of most of the dead bodies. There were no final words on Tony Harris’s headstone, just his name, birth date and death date, it was the cheapest one and all he deserved.
Over those weeks Xander had been having dreams, weird dreams about Spike and himself, but the weird thing was that they weren’t sexual, yes there was kissing, touching, the usual, but there was also just the feeling of love and protectiveness. He just couldn’t get out of his head that Spike had done everything he had for him, his ‘Pet’ as Spike liked to call him and every time he stayed in that dream space he kept feeling closer to Spike then he ever thought he could, so much so that in the last dream when dream Spike had cuddled him close and said ‘Mine’ he had confirmed it with a whispered ‘Yours’. Such strong emotions were whirling around his head, that even before he knew it he was awake again. That night there was a knock on his motel room door, no one was there, but what was, was a package and inside a dozen roses and a card:
‘I SEE YOU IN MY DREAMS, LOVE SPIKE.’
Using the money from Tony Harris’s will they were able to rent an apartment for a while until Xander’s mother got a job for herself, she had decided to turn her life around and go to AA meetings as well, she was finally becoming a real mother. When she finally had a better job, they were able to get a cheap house. . . .well bungalow, the money left to them was still needed to help them out for a while, but his life was finally stable.
Xander eventually went back to school. He hadn‘t seen any of his friends since he came home from patrol nearly a month ago, (wow was it really that long), they were probably worried about being unable to find him, but he wasn‘t so sure. Getting to school and meeting up with everyone in the library was an experience as everyone rushed to see him and hug him, but Giles and his stiff upper British lip meant he stayed in the back looking on with fondness at his charges, so did Cordelia but that was just the way she was never showing her real emotions.
Xander hadn’t wanted to talk to them about what had happened at his house until school was over, so that meant later in the library at the Scooby meeting, where Angel would be, he was going to give Deadboy a piece of his mind.
Walking through the library swing doors he was grabbed by everyone and given a seat where they could all see him, he felt on show, but he understood their need to see and be near him, he was the same, he had really missed them.
‘So, where should I start?’
‘Well we saw the police tape outside your house and got really worried, so Buffy went under the tape into the house, which we all know is illegal, but she had good reason we wanted to know what had happened, well she saw the blood and then we were even more worried, then we couldn’t find you, so we got hysterical’ Buffy gave Willow a look, ‘Ok *I* got hysterical, Buffy just got even more worried and kept patrolling to find out anything about what happened, but got nothing and I was starting to feel sick, I think I got an ulcer from worrying so much and when we thought we’d never see you again . . . .there you were.’ Willow was near tears and gasping hard from her babble, Xander had really missed Willow babble. He opened his arms for a hug and she went flying into them as fast as she could ‘I missed you *so* much Xander. Please try and contact us next time something happens. I need to hear from you at least once a day, you know that.’ She hugged Xander closer afraid he would disappear again.
‘Yeah.’ Buffy hugged Xander along with Willow, ‘I missed my Xander shaped friend.’ The hug lasted for a while longer, Buffy was first to let go and then Willow who gave a final squeeze before she moved to sit next to him still holding onto his hand just to be near him. Buffy spoke again ‘What happened for you to disappear for nearly a month Xander?’
Xander recounted almost the whole story, about finding his father, the message on his head and the fact it was Spike, but not about his talk with Spike and why his father was dead, he wasn‘t even going start on the dreams. Talk of Spike then led to a subsequent argument with Xander and Angel, where Xander blamed it all on Angel for giving him to Spike and then being accepted by him. Buffy was shocked, but she recovered quickly relying on her love for Angel ‘I’m sure if Angel had known this would happen, he wouldn’t have done it Xander.’ Xander gave her a sceptical look and sent a glare to Angel, had he not been dead that look alone would have done him in.
‘If it’s not Deadboy’s fault then whose is it?’ he had started to raise his voice.
‘It’s no ones Xander.’ Buffy sighed deeply. ‘It was unfortunate.’
‘Buffy I have a vampire stalker, an *evil* vampire stalker, who killed my father, the woman he was with and if my mom had been there her too probably, I would have been an orphan and had nowhere to go. I would have been left with NO. ONE.’ He stared straight at a dumbstruck Buffy and gave a slight breathe of a laugh ‘Yes I can see how unfortunate that would have been.’ He got up and made his way out of the library, a tug on his arm stopped him. ‘Please don’t go Xander.’ Willow whispered, a hint of tears in her eyes. He hated to see her cry, so he took her into another hug ‘I’ll see you tomorrow Willow.’ He pulled away and walked through the swinging doors, leaving the weary faces of his friends behind. ‘Well you all handled *that* well. I’m off too.’ Cordelia put away her nail file and walked out of the library.
He made it back to his house in record time and was pretty shocked not to see any vampires on the way. Coming around the corner he noticed two guys standing outside his house. They didn’t look like they were burglars since they were facing away from it. Walking closer, as quietly as he could he noticed their faces. . . Vampires. Retrieving his stake from his back pocket he slowly advanced on the vampires, but since he wasn’t a slayer it didn’t really work out the way he planned it. They basically noticed him as soon as he came close to them, he prepared himself for the attack, raising his stake as they . . . . .just stood there, that was strange. Xander prepared to advance.
‘Welcome home, Pet of Master Spike.’ the biggest vampire gave a slight bow. Xander nearly dropped his stake.
‘Um. What are you doing here?’ he lowered his stake, but kept it in his hand, just in case.
‘Master Spike told us to guard your house; he didn’t want anyone to . . . .harm you.’
Xander was in shock, there were vampires outside his house, guarding him, very strange. Then again this did mean that Spike cared and that made him feel warm and fuzzy, that was bad . . .wasn’t it. Xander’s emotions were in such turmoil. Why did this have to happen to him?
‘Um . . Yeah. You stay, out here, while I go, inside. Bye.’ Xander rushed inside away from the vampires, he heard them chime together ‘Goodnight Pet of Master Spike.’ he was already in the house locking the door nice and tight before they could turn back to guarding the house, he just hoped his mother didn’t notice.
That night Xander dreamt about Spike again they were lying in bed, his hands running up Xander’s sides, flicking his nipples into hard pebbles, licking and sucking until they were swollen nubs, Xander was writhing and moaning on the bed. Spike was kissing and licking every sensitive place he could get to, his collarbone, neck, which should have worried him, and then down around his navel, by this time Xander’s cock was dribbling pre-cum down into the hair at the base. Xander was pleading now, begging Spike to make him cum, but all he was doing was torturing him with barley there finger tip touches along his cock, the vein on underside and the slit where Spike circled his finger around the leaking pre-cum. Finally after what seemed like hours to Xander, Spike swooped down and took his cock down to the root, swallowing around the head, Xander came instantly and Spike swallowed it all and carried on licking until Xander’s cock softened and slipped from his mouth. Xander lay panting after the best blow job of his life, then again it was his first. Xander and Spike lay together in the bed and just before he woke up Xander heard ‘Love you Pet.’
Xander woke up to cum soaked sheets and was a bit in shock he thought had a grown out of that, oh well, that was a great dream and right now he didn’t really want to spoil it with mulling it over. He was starting to fall, was it in love with Spike and he hadn’t even properly talked to him, but did he really want to.
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