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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“I’ve
found it!” Giles exclaimed, putting a book down on the library table.
“You’ve
found what?” Buffy asked, looking at the book.
“The solution for Xander.” He replied, “It appears as though
either Angelus needs to relinquish his claim.”
Buffy
snorted, “Well, we know that’s not going to happen, anything else?”
“Well,
yes, either Angelus has to die or there’s another way
to sever the bond, it’s a little complicated and we’ll need Darla’s help.”
“Well,
I can try to get Angelus, he’s playing a game right now, says that Xander’s
missing and we’re going to suffer for it.”
“I
know, he stopped by my home and asked me where he was.”
She
sighed, “I guess we go with option number three until I can kill him. I suppose we have to find Xander now before
Angelus does. You know this is really
going to piss him off.” She smiled, “And I can’t wait.”
Xander
opened his eyes and looked around, he was still trying to get out and find
Angelus. Quietly he got up and went to
the door, trying the handle he was disappointed to find it locked. Growling he began throwing himself into the
door, hoping to bust it down and escape.
Finally it began to buckle under his onslaught and he pressed harder
into it. It wasn’t much longer before
the door was down. He had managed to
dislocate his shoulder but he didn’t care, he was finally free and he was going
to find his master. Quietly he made his
way outside, it was morning out and he wasn’t sure how he was going to find his
way to Angelus but he was going to try.
He was dressed, had been wearing a pair of pants when he was in the
garden but now there was a shirt as well, Darla must have put it on him while
he was sleeping. Having a vague idea of
where the mansion was he began to wander in that general direction. It was midday
when he finally found it, quickly he rushed inside, running
to what he knew was Angelus’ room.
Without a thought he stripped and dropped down beside the bed, waiting
for him to wake up and acknowledge his presence.
Angelus
could feel that his boy was near and he opened his eyes, looking over at him,
“Boy.” He said, looking at him intently.
Xander
looked up at him, “Yes master?”
“Where
have you been?” He knew it wasn’t Xander’s fault but he wanted to hear his
excuse.
“It
wasn’t my fault master. I was staying
where you told me I could when Darla came and took me. I tried to fight back but she hit me and I
blacked out. When I woke up she was
there so I couldn’t do anything. I’m
sorry master, I tried to get back sooner, I really
did.”
He
smiled and reached down, stroking his hair, “I’m not displeased with you boy.”
He heard a sigh of relief come from him, “I’m quite pleased that you managed to
make it back.”
Xander
tipped his head into his touch, “Please don’t let them take me again.” His
shoulder throbbed.
“Don’t
worry boy, if they do or try they will suffer and they know that.” He stated,
continuing to pet his hair. Xander
wasn’t about to ask him to fix his shoulder, he would wait until he noticed and
fixed it for him, “Something wrong boy?”
“My shoulder.” He whispered, not moving from his place on
the floor.
Carefully
he pulled him up, sitting him on the edge of the bed and running a hand over
his shoulder. Xander whimpered softly
and Angelus took that moment to jerk his shoulder back into place wringing what
he thought of as a delicious scream from his boy. He purred and licked his ear, running a hand
over his chest.
“All
mine, aren’t you boy?” Xander nodded and gasped in response, “Like that do
you?” He nodded again as Angelus’ talented hands worked over his nipples, his
right hand working down his stomach to his quickly hardening length, “You like
that a lot don’t you pretty?” He got a breathy moan in response, “Good, because
I’m not stopping.”
Carefully
he began to stroke over him, teasing him into full hardness. Without a word he slipped the leather ring
around the base of his length. Xander
keened, squirming slightly causing Angelus to chuckle softly, continuing to
tease him. He would wait for him to beg,
until then he would continue his teasing.
“Please.”
He finally spoke.
Angelus
smiled, “Please what boy?” He questioned.
He
mewled and squirmed, “Please, please, I need, please.”
“You
need what? You have to be more specific
if you want anything from me.”
He
keened as Angelus pressed a finger into him and rubbed against his spot,
“Please master, let me come, please.” He begged, writhing perfectly.
He
smiled and removed the ring, “Since you begged so prettily you can come.” He
stroked him quickly, listening to his cries of pleasure.
With
a shout of pleasure he arched back and came, panting sweetly. Angelus smiled and brought his essence to his
lips, demanding him to clean it off.
Without complaint the human lapped it up. Angelus purred and praised him, stroking his
hair with his freehand. Suddenly Xander
grabbed his head, gasping in surprise and pain.
The
vampire scowled, “What is it boy?”
He
pushed the vampire away, “Get away from me!”
To
say that Angelus was shocked would be an understatement; he didn’t understand
what the hell was wrong with his boy, “Boy.” He said warningly, “You don’t push
me away for any reason, you know that.”
“Stay
the hell away from me!” Xander scrambled off the bed and away from him.
Angelus
hissed, “That bitch!” He grabbed Xander by his collar and chained him to the
bed quickly with padded leather cuffs, “I’m going to torture her until she begs
me to stake her.” He stormed out of the room, leaving Xander to fight his
bonds, “Watch my room and make sure no one and I mean no one gets in or out.”
He stormed out, going in search of his sire or the slayer, especially his sire,
but she couldn’t do this on her own, she would have needed help to remove the
bond, “Darla, come out and play.” He hissed, making his way to the library,
hoping they would be there but not expecting it.
He
slammed open the double doors and was pleased to see them there, sitting in a
ritual circle. Immediately he grabbed the
closest one, which happened to be Jesse, and threw him into a bookshelf. He jerked Willow’s
arm, dislocating it and pulling her close, using her as a shield. The slayer and Darla got to their feet
quickly, ready to fight him.
“You’ve
crossed me for the last time.” He pulled Willow’s
other arm back, causing her to cry in pain, “Now I’m going to push my plans
forward.” He jerked on her arm, making her scream, “You’re going to watch your
friends die one by one, starting with this one.” He sank his teeth violently
into her throat.
Buffy
rushed him, “Let go of my friend!”
He
jerked her further in front of him as Buffy went to stake him. She pulled back, stopping herself from
driving it through her friend’s chest.
He pulled back from her throat and licked his lips, “I could turn her, wouldn’t that be fun?” He questioned, “But I’m not going to,
don’t need a childe to watch over.” He dropped her limp body to the floor, “I
have enough trouble with my boy.” He looked over at Jesse, the book case had
fallen on him but he was still moving, “One down, a few more to go, don’t mess
with me or my boy again, do you hear me?”
Buffy
rushed him but he blocked her attack, punching her hard across the face. Darla moved quickly, taking the opportunity
to hit him. He growled and back handed
her, throwing Buffy away so he could deal with his sire.
“You
bitch; I know you’re responsible for this.” He hit her again and again, “You
tried to turn my boy against me.” His fist made contact with her face and she
growled, game face in place. He smiled,
“So you’re not human after all, I was beginning to wonder.” She swung and he
ducked, grabbing her arm and jerking it back, hearing a satisfying snap as it
broke. He snarled, throwing her into a
nearby table, “I’m not finished with you yet.” He growled lowly, hitting Buffy
again before going after Darla, grabbing her throat and squeezing, “I want to
make you suffer.” Without another word he grabbed her arm and pulled, jerking
it out of the socket, “I’ll leave you with that pain for now.” He looked over
at Buffy, “If you try anything like that again I’ll torture you slowly and make
you beg for death.” His voice was a low hiss as he turned and walked out,
“Leave my boy and I alone.”
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Next Chapter: The reclaiming of Xander LaVelle
Harris.
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