Eternal Kiss - To the Office 1/2
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sinandcinnamonTitle: Eternal Kiss – To the Office
Pairing: Angelus/Xander
Rating/Warnings: This is an AU.
There is strong D/s, there is Daddy!kink, there is affectionate usage of 'slut' and similar, there is schmoopiness.
Warnings for deliberately naughty boys, the resulting spanking, and foodplay in this bit. Still entirely porn at this point.
Author's Notes: This is a collaborative fic from a vampire role-playing community cowritten by![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
jedichad and myself, sinandcinnamon. (Our posts are separated by the hopefully unobtrusive little -'s between sections). In this community, vampires overtook the world some thirty years ago, and humans have been reduced to slaves and commodities. Angelus is a vampire returning from a business trip to find his home was attacked by members of the human rebellion. Xander is an escaped human living in secrecy until he's caught when the Enforcers (vampire police) capture him along with the rebels. Previous stories in the Eternal Kiss universe can be found in my memories or tags.
Xander woke with a soft sigh parting his tingling
lips. He fully expected to find Angelus beside him;
the vampire melting him into easy submission with that
devilish smile. But when he blearily registered the
absence of that incredible body, his heart lurched and
he sat up wide-eyed with alarm. "Angelus?" he called
out.
Finding his lover nearby, almost fully dressed and
heartbreakingly gorgeous in a suit, Xander realized
Angelus was going somewhere and threw himself out of
bed in a blind panic. "Y-you're not leaving, are you?"
he asked in a tremulous voice.
-
Angelus turned at the plaintive question, adjusting
the tie at his throat as he approached the bed.
"Daddy's got work tonight, baby," he explained,
letting his fingers sink into messy brown hair and
pet reassuringly. "I'll only be gone - well, I'll
be gone for a while, but I'll come home and we'll
do something nice together, I promise."
-
The overwhelming feeling taking hold of Xander was
completely alien to him. But the fear of being alone
and separated from Angelus fairly suffocated him in
its intensity. "Please... please don't go," he cried
out. Xander wrapped his arms around the vampire's
broad shoulders, unabashedly pressing his naked,
trembling body against him. Tears burst from his brown
eyes, as he continued to whisper: "I'll do anything...
just please don't leave me..."
-
Surprised for a moment by how strongly the situation
was affecting him, Angelus pulled Xander into his
arms, murmuring soothingly as he thought. It had
been obvious from very early on that his boy was
heavily dependent on him, and if he was honest, he
preferred having it that way. In retrospect, he
thought that he should have anticipated the distress
Xander would have at the prospect of even temporary
abandonment, and he searched his mind for a solution.
"Shhh, shh... Daddy's got you... not letting go," he
reassured the warm bundle pressed against him. He
stroked his broad hands down Xander's back, warm
silken skin burnished by his palms. He pulled back,
kissing the wet tracks of tears that stained his
boy's cheeks, tracing a cheekbone with his thumb and
locking his eyes with Xander's.
"I can't stay home with you, baby, much as Daddy
wants to. Daddy's got lots of important things he
does at the office," he explained in a gentle tone,
continuing before fresh tears could well up. "I
could take you with me, though... Do you want that,
Xander? You'd have to be very good, of course, but
Daddy knows what a good boy you can be, and if you
promise to behave, you can go to work with Daddy."
-
Xander's face lit up at the suggestion. "I promise!
I'll be a good boy, Daddy. Please?" He hugged Angelus
tightly, afraid to let him go. Unable to comprehend
the irrational fear gripping his heart, Xander simply
could not cope with the idea of his lover being away
from him. Angelus meant everything to him and the need
to be with him blinded Xander to all else.
//What's he going to think of you? Uber needy and
rambling like a mad man...//
But one glance into those chocolate-brown,
golden-flecked eyes and he turned into a puddle of
babbling mush. "You'll see... I'll be good. I'll make
you proud, Daddy. Please take me with you." He
sniffled and buried his face in the hollow of Angelus'
neck, pressing soft kisses against his cool throat.
-
Angelus couldn't help but smile, loving how quickly
he could turn his pet's tears into kisses. Xander
was so very young still, his emotions flitting like
quicksilver from one to the next, everything deep
and true and reaching to his heart.
The naked heat of him could be felt even through the
fine clothes Angelus wore, and he gently disentangled
himself from his boy before he was tempted to take
him back to bed.
"You do make me proud, baby; you're such a good boy
for Daddy." He looked with disfavor at the bland,
institutional clothing Xander had arrived in, so very
different than the vibrant boy he'd claimed for his
own, but there was nothing to be done about it now.
"Get dressed, and then we'll go, and you can see
where Daddy works." He made a mental note to find a
pocket of time today when he could take Xander
shopping. If he had his way, this evening would be
the last time he'd ever have to wear the ugly
garments in question.
-
Xander beamed and tore himself away from Angelus,
pouncing for his clothing like an overexcited puppy.
He hurriedly dressed, only to whimper when he hunched
over and felt a twinge in his backside, a pleasant
reminder of last night's heated love making. Glancing
at his lover through sparkling eyes, Xander tied his
shoes and disappeared inside the bathroom in an
attempt to make himself more presentable. When he
emerged, his hair was combed, his teeth were brushed
and his face glowed from a good scrubbing.
"I'm ready, Daddy," he announced, slipping his arms
around Angelus' waist and hugging him tightly. "I'll
show you just how good I can be. I promise."
-
Angelus pulled his face up for a quick kiss, his
hands framing his boy's excited and beaming face,
then gave him a playful swat. "I know you will,
baby. You're always good for Daddy."
He spared little thought for his other prisoners
as he left the hotel room with Xander, merely
glancing at the closed door standing between him
and their quarters and doing a quick check of
heartbeats to make sure they were present and
alive. He made his way down to the lobby, where
a uniformed employee informed him that the car
he'd called for was waiting for him outside.
Unlocking the doors by remote, he let Xander
let himself into the car on his own, but quickly
took over from the driver's side, buckling him
into place and making sure he was safe. He ran
his fingers lovingly over his boy's face, smiling
at his own proprietary actions and making no
excuse for them - Xander was his, and Angelus
would protect him, no matter how trivial the
involved action seemed.
He turned his attention to the road, operating
the vehicle with smooth, practiced efficiency.
-
Xander fairly bounced up and down in his seat,
completely enraptured by the nocturnal landscape
passing by the window. It was the first time he'd
truly ridden in a car - having only been bundled into
the back of a van when he'd been captured - and it was
amazing to see the world like this. He glanced between
the scenery and Angelus, his smile about to split his
face in two. His eyes traveled down to his lover's
hand, deftly changing gears, and Xander felt an
irrational twinge of jealousy over a stick shift of
all things.
Unconsciously, he reached over and laced his fingers
over Angelus', feeling the power in his hand as he
worked it masterfully. His backside still tingled from
the playful smack his Daddy had given him, and Xander
flushed warmly at the thought of what it might be like
to feel the vampire's hand on his bare bottom. A rush
of arousal flooded over him, and he fought to control
his desire and remember his promise to "be good".
"D-Daddy, it's beautiful at night," he commented in a
tremulous voice. "I've never really seen it like
this."
-
"No?" Angelus queried, his eyes on the curving road
even as he soaked up the warmth of Xander's touch,
the slight weight of his touch on Angelus' hand.
"You'll see it a lot more now that you're mine; have
to learn to sleep during the day like Daddy does, and
live with me in the night. But I think you'll like
it," he said thoughtfully. "And we can get someplace
with a little courtyard, where you can still stand
out in the sun sometimes, let Daddy see you shining
in all that golden light and then come in, all
prickly and hot, and let Daddy cool you down again."
-
Xander couldn't help it - and he had honestly tried to
suppress it - but the whimper came forth unbidden. It
was entirely his Daddy's fault, because when Angelus
promised such wonderful things in that low,
mesmerizing voice of his, Xander lost all control over
himself. His pulse skyrocketed at the thought of
Angelus finding a home just for the two of them, and
his big brown eyes glistened with joyous tears. He
wanted to crawl out of his seatbelt and straddle his
lover's lap, kissing him until he was breathless, and
even then, not stopping.
"You're so good to me, Daddy," he whispered, tracing
Angelus' long fingers with his own. "I... I was scared
of you when we met... but I also knew I wanted you...
and I love you... God, I love you so much... more than
anything... and..." He sighed heavily and shook his
head. "I'm trying so hard to be good, Daddy... c-could I
have some air? Please? F-feels like I'm burning up..."
-
"Of course, baby," Angelus said, pushing the button
that operated Xander's window, allowing in a rush
of cool evening air. It dissipated the scent of
Xander's arousal and his own, making it easier for
Angelus to resist stopping the car for more
intimate contact and reassurance.
"We'll be there soon." Xander's fingers were
slender arcs of heat between his own, the touch
burning through him and sending his cock aching,
but they would soon be at the office, where he
could secrete himself and his boy behind closed
doors and take care of him properly.
-
Xander was grateful for the blast of night air, even
if it did very little to cool down his overheated
libido. He forced himself to withdraw his hand from
Angelus' - as the innocent contact only made matters
worse - and focused on the lights and silhouettes of
tall buildings approaching in the distance. His eyes
widened in awe as he drank in the spires and edifices
of the undead empire. It was so startlingly different
from the slums that Xander found it hard to believe
that the two places could exist on the same planet,
let alone in the same region.
"Woah," he breathed, completely taken in by the vistas
before him. "Th-this is where you work?"
-
"Most of the time," Angelus agreed. "Sometimes I
travel to other cities to meet with important
people, but you'll be with me for that." After
the recent losses while he'd been away from home,
Angelus had no intention of ever leaving Xander
behind; he would be kept close, where Angelus
could protect him. "Here we are."
Angelus pulled into a secured parking garage,
winding down into the beginning of the basement
levels of the building and notching his car
into his reserved slot. "Come on, baby. Let's
go see Daddy's office." He stepped out of the
car, the elevator to higher floors a short
distance away.
-
Despite the reassuring presence of his lover, Xander
was starting to feel more than a little nervous. The
feeling hit him the moment he stepped from the car and
realized that he was standing in the heart of the
vampire world. It was a source of constant fear for
all humans - deeply ingrained in their psyches - and
Xander inched closer to Angelus, unconsciously
reaching for his hand. He managed a brave smile,
knowing that the vampire would be able to sense his
uncertainty.
"I-It's all so big," he commented, blushing at the
slight stammer in his voice.
-
Xander's eyes were shining with wonder and nervousness,
and Angelus' dirty mind immediately called to mind
other circumstances in which his boy might use a
similar phrase. He gave him a naughty smirk, clearly
communicating his perversity and ensuing amusement, and
led them inside as the elevator doors opened to his
command.
"This is all very different than what you're used to,
isn't it, baby? This is Daddy's world, and it is big,
and probably full of a lot of wonderful things you
might not have ever seen before. It's amazing, but
it can be a little scary sometimes, dangerous or just
overwhelming, and that's alright, baby. Just remember
that Daddy will always take care of you."
-
Xander beamed and his eyes glistened with a hint of
tears. It was becoming a habit - crying from the
incredible happiness Angelus had created within his
heart - and he sniffled and brushed at his eyes. "I
know you will," he said softly. "It is scary but I'll
be brave. I promise, Daddy." As if to show how strong
he could be, Xander reluctantly let go of the
vampire's hand and wandered around the enormous
office. It was clear that his lover was someone very
important and it made him glow with a sense of pride.
What struck Xander most was the realization that - in
his position - Angelus could have his pick of anyone
and he'd chosen him. He could feel the dam holding
back his tears threatening to break, and the urge to
embrace the vampire and thank him became an
overwhelming need.
//You promised to be good, remember?//
What saved him from breaking his word was the
magnificent view of the city that caught his
attention. The office led out onto a balcony and the
night breeze ruffled Xander's dark hair as he stood in
awe at the wondrous expanse stretching out before him.
-
Angelus followed slowly, wishing he could see the
expression on Xander's face as he took in the beauty
of the lit city. His office was several stories up,
the balcony opening onto what appeared to be an
endless night sky, the darkness a velvet expanse
pricked with countless stars. The seam between the
heavens and the city was hard to discern, the
scattered lights at the edge of the city mimicking
the endlessly random constellations.
The illumination increased towards the heart of the city,
twisted spires of white and blue wreathing the building
they were standing in. He settled for listening to
Xander's indrawn breaths, his slightly quickening heart,
as his young lover stepped out into the beautiful view.
"It's pretty, isn't it?" he asked as he walked up
behind Xander, holding him captive between his body
and the sturdy rail of the balcony. He ran his hand
up over the slight musculature of Xander's back, palm
scuffing the thin cotton, up over the heat of his
nape and into sloppy dark hair. "But not as pretty
as you, baby."
-
Those heartfelt words sent Xander's pulse
skyrocketing. "This's so nice..." He sighed softly and
melted into Angelus' touch, his eyelids fluttering
closed as he swayed on his feet. He reached out and
took hold of the railing - ice cold beneath his hands
- and shivered as a powerful rush of arousal gripped
his senses.
Without thinking, he tilted his head back to rest on
Angelus' shoulder and pressed his backside against the
substantial weight resting in the vampire's slacks.
"Do you think you could bring me here one night? When
you're not working?" he asked in a dreamy voice. "Make
me beg to be fucked senseless... like last night. Will
you, Daddy? Please?"
-
"Keep talking like that, and Daddy might do it tonight,"
Angelus growled, feeling his boy shiver in response.
Their bodies were flush, his voice coursing vibrations
through Xander's slender frame. That pretty head was
tilted back, supported on Angelus' shoulder, and he
nuzzled his boy's exposed neck, sliding his hands under
the thin shirt to caress Xander's chest, circling but
not touching nipples stiff with cold.
He licked the side of Xander's throat, tasting the
clean skin and the thick arousal he could already
smell, then forced himself to cease. He drew his
hands away, knowing that his teasing must already be
testing the bounds of his boy's willpower.
"Maybe later, baby," he said regretfully. "Daddy's
got to check his messages and make a few phone calls.
And baby's going to be good, like you promised...
much as Daddy likes it when you're bad."
-
Xander was left shivering and feeling painfully
bereft. It was his first taste of denying the intense
craving for Angelus and it was absolute torture. He
was beginning to think tagging along with his lover
was not the brightest idea in the world. Being in the
vampire's presence made him deliriously happy and he
couldn't imagine getting through the night without him
nearby. However, the fact that he couldn't touch or
kiss or be his dirty boy was nearly enough to make
Xander dissolve into tears.
//C'mon now... You promised, remember? I can do
this... I can... I think...//
Taking a deep breath of cool night air, he turned and
took a shaky step back inside the office. He flopped
into an empty chair and tried to distract himself from
the tingling sensation of his lover's tongue on his
neck. That lasted all of three seconds as his gaze
focused longingly on the magnificent creature seated
behind the desk. What he wouldn't give to straddle his
Daddy's lap and beg him to...
A low grumble startled Xander and he blushed,
clutching at his stomach. He couldn't remember the
last time he'd eaten and his body was starting to
protest. //Quiet you!// he mentally shushed. But his
empty tummy had other ideas and growled hungrily.
-
It came very naturally to Angelus, conducting business
whilst keeping track of his boy, and he immediately
noticed when Xander's body began showing signs of
hunger. Still occupied on the phone, he quickly sent
off a note to his secretary via the computer, to obtain
some food for his pretty human pet, requesting both
filling and nutritious items and some more luxurious
treats. He knew it would take a short time to procure,
and put it out of his mind until he heard Harmony's
knock on the door to his office.
He tapped the button that would allow her in and
wrapped up his conversation, getting up to accept the
delivery of several boxes and cartons. Xander was
sitting in one of the comfortable chairs, watching
with wide eyes, and he felt an irrational flash of
jealousy as he noticed Harmony looking at him. He
suppressed the urge to growl as he casually placed
himself between them, knowing that Harmony was most
likely just curious about who the boy was and why
he was there.
"That will be all," he said a bit brusquely, eager
to be alone with his baby again. "Oh, and Harmony...
I'll be feeding my boy, so make sure we're not
disturbed for the next hour." She looked slightly
surprised but shrugged and agreed, and as soon as
the door shut behind her, Angelus turned to Xander,
his eyes flashing with desire and dominance, needing
to restake his claim.
-
Transfixed by the vampire's intense gaze, Xander
involuntarily shivered as an intense wave of arousal
crashed into his senses. Angelus' words - deep and
sensual - possessed his overactive imagination. Erotic
scenarios of just how his lover would be "feeding" him
presented themselves one right after the other, and
Xander fought and lost the attempt to suppress the
soft moan that escaped his lips. Even through his haze
of desire, he felt a pang of guilt for taking his
Daddy away from his work.
"Y-your work's more important," he stammered in
protest. "I'll be good and eat by myself. I will."
Angelus was sure to see through the thin veil hiding
his intense need. And Xander wanted him desperately.
To be taken in those strong arms and crushed against
that massive chest. To feel that cool mouth on his
neck and those sharp fangs piercing his skin. Claiming
him all over again. His body flushed Xander caught his
bottom lip with his teeth to stop it quivering and
himself from begging for his lover's attention.
-
"You'll be good and do what Daddy tells you to do," he
said lightly but firmly, opening one of the containers
to find bacon and muffins. "Because I'm the Daddy, and
you're just my little boy, isn't that right?" He made
his way close, holding out a bit of bacon for Xander to
nibble from his fingertips. "You let me worry about
working or not working - that's for Daddy to decide.
And right now, Daddy wants to feed you."
Xander was a temptation, and Angelus knew himself well
enough to predict that bringing him here tonight meant
that he might not have the most productive night at the
office, but he wouldn't neglect his responsibilities
either... not to his clients, and not to his boy. As
adorable as he found it that Xander wanted to help and
protect him, that wasn't really the boy's place, and
Angelus needed to establish early on that all their
decisions rested in his hands now.
"Open up for Daddy, baby," he said, his voice husky
with the suggestive words.
-
"Yes, sir..." Xander obeyed without question this
time, more aroused than ever. He parted his lips -
still gloriously bruised from last night's passionate
activities - and accepted the bacon, swiping his
tongue across the salty piece of meat before drawing
it inside his mouth. Xander couldn't remember the last
time he'd eaten anything like this and it tasted
heavenly, more so wrapped in Angelus' cool digits. He
tried to nibble slowly but he was so incredibly hungry
that he was soon noisily sucking the greasy residue
from his Daddy's fingers.
Big expressive brown eyes glanced up through heavy
lashes, fairly pleading for more. Despite his attempts
to be 'good' he was slowly but surely losing the
battle. He felt himself growing achingly hard and his
pulse roared in his ears, drowning out the sound of
his own heavy breathing. Angelus was certain to sense
his burgeoning desire and he flushed hotly as he
started to imagine those nimble digits were something
far more substantial.
-
Standing before his boy, watching him suck hungrily at
his fingers, Angelus keenly felt how very powerful he
was over his cherished mortal pet, and he let his
fingertips linger over Xander's lips as he withdrew
them, smiling wickedly at the predictable jump in
arousal.
He was toying with the boy now, knowing with certainty
where this was going but in no hurry to rush it, and
he licked his lips as he broke off a piece of pastry
and offered it. "Like that, baby?" he asked, pushing
the sweet morsel into that sweeter mouth when Xander
tried to answer, letting his fingers follow, stroking
over his tongue in an unmistakable rhythm for a few
moments before slowly pulling them out again.
"Daddy likes that." He made no attempt to disguise
the lust in his voice, his eyes looking Xander up
and down in clear appreciation before returning to
those sinfully tempting lips.
-
Xander could do little more than whimper and nod his
head in response as Angelus filled his hungry mouth
once again. He worked his tongue through the pastry,
actively searching for his Daddy's fingers and
shivering with desire when he found them. Devouring
the sweet, he focused all of his energy on cleaning
the vampire's manicured nails, licking and suckling,
drawing those slick digits further inside his mouth.
His rigid length was tenting his sweat pants now and
Xander made no effort to hide his desire. He clawed at
the black leather seat beneath him, growing near
desperate in his efforts not to touch himself. That
would be bad - very, very bad - and he didn't want to
make Angelus angry. Well, maybe just a little bit...
He thrilled at that possessive growl his lover
lavished upon him and his dreamy eyes wandered down
the length of the vampire's body, zeroing in on the
heavy bulge that begged for his attention.
-
Angelus was quickly growing aroused between Xander's
soft sucking and the boy's sultry glances, but he
knew that what he'd eaten so far couldn't be called
a meal by even the most generous of judges. He forced
himself to ignore his cock for a few moments longer,
determined to sate one hunger before encouraging another.
Spying a familiar carton amongst the things he'd sent
for, Angelus decided that he could abandon the healthier
fare for something a bit more decadent... after all, it
wouldn't do to have it melt.
Abandoning the remains of the pastry, Angelus grasped
the container of ice cream and pried off the lid, toying
with the accompanying spoon.
"I have something special for you, Xander," he purred,
dancing the silver cup of the spoon in the thick, creamy
spill of sweetness, dipping it into the pale treat and
procuring a bite. "Something I don't think you've had
before, because you've been such a very good boy for me."
He brought the spoon forward, teasing the tip of it
against Xander's lower lip as his mouth parted expectantly,
letting him feel the sudden cold of the metal. "That's
it, baby," he said, "give it a little lick."
-
Startled by the abrupt chill, Xander felt a shiver
course down his spine. However, Angelus' voice - deep,
commanding and sensual - quickly abolished the cold in
a wave of heat. He fairly swayed on the spot, his gaze
locked onto his Daddy's as he flicked his tongue out
and tasted the treat. "Oh... oh that's... wow!" He was
at a loss for words. Angelus was right: he'd never had
anything like it before. It was sweet and cool and
creamy... just like... Xander's eyes widened,
sparkling with lust. It was just like his lover's
delicious come!
He couldn't help himself, he simply couldn't. He had
to have more. Now.
Xander closed his mouth over the spoon, taking in the
ice cream with a hearty moan. He licked the cold
silver clean, his mouth open, eager and hungry for
more.
-
Watching that nimble pink tongue remove every last
trace of the ice cream was an erotic torture, and
Angelus couldn't help but shift, his thick erection
trying vainly to find a comfortable position in slacks
that were much too tight to accommodate his full size.
He automatically spooned up a second bite, knowing that
it would only make the situation worse and simply not
caring.
"You like this, baby?" Angelus asked, Xander's pretty
moans more than answer enough. He pulled the spoon free
with a suggestive pop, scooping up another mouthful from
the quickly-melting contents of the carton, but paused
before offering it to his sexy boy. Spotting the bottles
of syrup, he proceeded to drizzle chocolate over the
spoon, sloppy lines of it dripping to fall into the
remaining ice cream. "Baby's going to love this," he
purred, thoroughly aroused by how sweetly and compliantly
Xander had taken to being fed, his mouth a sensual delight
to watch and his hands obedient at his sides.
-
Orgasmic sounds of delight filled the office as Xander
devoured the dollop of syrup-drenched ice cream. His
eyes fairly rolled back in his head beneath fluttering
lashes as he relished the incredible taste. He
couldn't quite eat it fast enough and the excess
spilled from the corners of his mouth, trailing down
the sides and onto his chin.
Xander raised a hand to wipe at the mess he'd made. It
was an unconscious reflex, that's all. Otherwise he'd
have never made a move.
-
Catching Xander's hand easily with his quicker reflexes,
Angelus pinned it to the chair, shaking his head with
faux reproach. "Don't you trust Daddy to take care of
you?" he murmured, abandoning the spoon to imprison
Xander's other hand before it could do anything. He
straddled Xander easily in the large leather chair,
loving the power of being over him, holding him in place.
He lowered his head until it was mere inches from Xander's
own, studying him with mischief in his own eyes. "Daddy's
dirty boy," he said lovingly, then leaned forward to lick
one sticky trail clean. The sugar of it was almost too
sweet, underlaid by the salt-clean taste of his boy, and
Angelus lapped it away quickly before becoming distracted
by that irresistible mouth.
Cold at first, from the ice cream, Xander's mouth quickly
grew hot as it yielded to his assault. Angelus drank in
panted breath and desperate little sounds, chasing the
trace of chocolate that ran through it all.
-
Xander blissfully drowned beneath the onslaught of
Angelus' torrid kiss. All thoughts of behaving himself
and being a 'good boy' evaporated in that moment as he
received the gift of his lover's attention. Not being
able to indulge himself had been the worst torture
imaginable, and Xander was determined to greedily
devour every second of pleasure his Daddy lavished on
him.
Writhing uncontrollably, the vampire's powerful,
restraining touch only served to heighten Xander's
feverish arousal. He moaned and whimpered, twisting
his tongue with Angelus' in a desperate attempt to
taste every inch of the vampire's cool mouth.
A tremor of desire skittered down his spine as he
suddenly wished he'd somehow managed to spill the ice
cream all over himself. Merely imagining Angelus
licking each messy spot was almost enough to make
Xander go off in his all too constricting pants.
"Oh God..." he gasped against the vampire's hungry
lips.
-
Breaking the kiss but keeping hold of his captive,
Angelus went to work on the unmarked side of Xander's
neck, the sleek pale flesh an undeniable temptation.
He shifted his grip as he did so, bringing both of
his boy's naughty hands up over his head so he could
restrain him with his own much larger one, freeing
the other to trace lingeringly over wrist and forearm,
scratching lightly at the sensitive skin there.
"Daddy's boy is always so greedy," he purred directly
into Xander's ear, feeling him shudder down the
length of their bodies' contact. "You want more, don't
you, baby?" His hand had moved down low enough to
dance erotically over the hard nipples beneath Xander's
flimsy tshirt, stroking and flicking them before
abandoning them to drive into Xander's hair, forcefully
turning his head to look eye-to-eye. "Beg me for it,
baby. You beg so prettily."
-
"Yes!" Xander gasped out. "Oh, god... yes, please!" He
arched beneath Angelus' teasing touch, an electric
spark of desire jolting through his trembling frame.
He lost himself in the vampire's dark, hypnotic gaze,
willing to do anything and everything to fulfill his
Daddy's desires. "I need you... want you so much...
all I can think about... please, Daddy," he babbled,
flushed and teetering on the edge of insanity. "Tried
so hard to be good... I promised... but... God! ...I
want to kiss you... touch you..."
Xander stretched his neck in a vain attempt to press
his mouth against Angelus' skin. "Please, Daddy... I
need you... need to be your dirty boy... so hard for
you... You want me too, don't you?" Unbidden tears
sprang to his eyes and trailed down his cheeks. "I
know you do... think about last night... ohhh Daddy...
fucking me... making me bleed... because I'm yours and
you can do anything to me... and I'll love it... God
how I love it... Please, Daddy..." He was sobbing now.
"...unnh... I can't stand it... please..."
-
"Shh, love, Daddy's right here," he reassured his sobbing
pet, guiding his big hands up under Xander's shirt and
pulling it up high enough that Angelus could touch skin,
knowing he needed that right now. Angelus was a little
taken aback by the raw desperation clear in Xander's
response, and wanted to settle him as easily as possible.
"Of course I want you, baby, you know I do... Daddy loves
you, loves his beautiful good boy, and you have been,
haven't you? Been so good for Daddy."
He worked at calming Xander, steady tactile stroking in
a rhythm with his words, carefully hiding his concern.
Xander had been fragile at times, but Angelus had not
anticipated him having a breakdown like that during a
simple bit of sex play. He wished he could be sure of
what it was that had set Xander off, for while he loved
caring for and soothing his precious boy, the drain of
such an emotional outburst would be great.
"There, now, that's better, isn't it?" he murmured,
placing small kisses along Xander's face, still holding
him close and stroking him slowly. "Baby doesn't need
to cry. Come on, now, let it go and let Daddy take
care of you."
-
Soothed by Angelus' gentle words and comforting touch,
Xander mewled and writhed in the vampire's
all-encompassing embrace. He buried his face in the
hollow of his lover's cool neck, kissing and licking,
growing ever hungry for more. The sense of being
wanted - something he'd never experienced before
Angelus - was powerful and attractive, and had
triggered his now forgotten tears. His arms came up
around the vampire's waist, squeezing him tightly, as
if his life depended on it.
"I need you so much," Xander whispered, drawing back
and gazing deeply into those pools of chocolate.
"Can't help myself... getting carried away like
this..." He chuckled softly, blushing at how
overwrought he'd become. "I don't think I've been very
good, Daddy. In fact, I've sorta been pretty bad.
Don't you think?" Playful arousal returned anew and he
lightly nuzzled Angelus' lips. "Whatever will you do
with me?"
-
Reassured by how quickly Xander was soothed, Angelus
let the momentary outburst be forgotten. His boy's
honesty quelled his concern, and he realized that an
occasional sign of the massive adjustments his boy was
making was only to be expected. Angelus took him into
his arms, a warm and welcome weight, turning so that
he was in the now-vacant chair with Xander in his lap.
"Daddy's boy thinks he's been bad, does he?" he asked,
his voice tinged with warm amusement. Xander had
responded beautifully to the hints of pain he'd been
given, and Angelus had no compunction about playing
punishment games since his love was showing a genuine
interest in it. "Should Daddy punish you?"
His hands drifted down to Xander's ass, cupping and
squeezing both sides, wickedly devouring his boy's
reaction.
-
Xander squeaked and jerked in Angelus' grasp as if
he'd just been shocked. A mischievous grin spread
across his face as realization dawned. "Oh." He
wriggled in the vampire's grasp, absolutely loving the
feel of those large, masterful hands on his ass. "I
think you should. I definitely think you should." He
couldn't help but wriggle like a fish out of water,
craving more of the delicious contact.
"There's no telling what'll happen if you don't." As if
to emphasize his point, Xander snaked one hand between
their flushed bodies and cupped the vampire's
prodigious bulge. "See there. I can't keep my hands to
myself. Even after I promised to be good." He trembled
with desire, stroking his fingers along the outline of
his lover's cock. "And I did promise, right? And here
I am being so very, very bad."
-
Angelus gripped his boy's cheeks tighter through the thin
pants, grinding into his hand in a way that left no doubt
as to how much he enjoyed it, but he didn't let it go on
very long. While he wouldn't ordinarily object to Xander's
actions, his boy's coy and naughty attitude made it clear
that he was deliberately misbehaving, and Angelus was
more than happy to take charge and remind him of his place.
"So very bad," he purred in agreement, seizing both wrists
and clasping them in the small of Xander's back. "Just
can't seem to keep your hands to yourself. I think Daddy'll
have to help you." With them out of the way, Angelus used
his position to rub his erect cock up along Xander's own,
thrusting into the heat and arousal he could feel there,
using his grip on Xander's wrists and ass to rock the boy
into the movement.
"Daddy's gonna hold you tight, make sure you don't do that
again," he said, pouring the dirty promise directly into
his gasping boy's ear. "But baby's still gotta be punished
for what he's already done. Wouldn't be a good Daddy if I
didn't teach you right from wrong." He chuckled, knowing
that his perverse relationship with the boy was the farthest
thing from traditional morals as you could probably get,
and not caring in the least.
"A good Daddy has to hurt you, baby, hurt you for your own
good." His hand, large enough to span both wrists easily,
tightened on them until he solicited an involuntary whimper.
"Daddy has to spank you, baby, smack you for being so naughty.
Gonna make it hurt, lovely, hurt so bad that my slutty little
boy won't have any room in his head for misbehaving, 'til
you're red and helpless and stinging, all worn out and ready
to do what Daddy tells you to do."
-
Xander was on fire. The fever that raged through his
system forced him to tremble helplessly in Angelus'
powerful grasp. The idea of his Daddy reasserting
control was so incredibly exciting and erotic that it
was all Xander could do not to come in his sweats
right then and there. He was already gasping for
breath, his eyes smoldering as they drank in the
possessive intentions of domination radiating out from
the vampire's intense gaze. He would happily submit to
Angelus' will, give himself over completely to this
magnificent beast.
"Y-yes, Daddy." Arousal laced his husky stammer. "I
didn't mean to be so bad." All playful contriteness
now. "I'll be good... I will... ohhh..." Xander's
thick lashes fluttered as he ground himself against
Angelus' body. "I... I can't stop being bad... want
you too much..."
-
Angelus easily flipped him over in a single fluid
movement, arranging Xander so that he lay across his
lap rather than astride it. He spread his thighs in
the expensive leather chair, creating a hollow where
Xander's cock would nestle, unable to find the
forbidden friction it sought.
"It's good that you want me," he advised, "but that's
no excuse for poor behavior. Daddy's going to give
you what you *need*, give you the punishment you're
begging for... and then maybe afterwards, we'll talk
about what you *want*."
-
Xander swallowed hard. A mixture of excitement and
trepidation at being at Angelus' mercy thrummed
through his frame. Everything about this was so new
and thinking about those large hands - one restraining
him, the other swatting his ass - made him groan and
whimper. He was already unconsciously arching his
bottom, eager for Angelus to lavish attention on him.
"Please, Daddy," he begged in a rough whisper. "Teach
me to be a good boy. Please?"
-
Hearing Xander beg in that pretty voice, watching him
squirm in his lap, eager to take his punishment.. .
Angelus' own cock was hard and aching in his pants,
and they hadn't even yet begun.
He brought Xander's hands around so that they lay over
the nape of his neck, a classic submissive form, and
held them there for a moment before releasing them.
"Hold still, baby, for just a minute," he murmured.
"Daddy's gonna show you how to be good again, but
first..."
Taking the waistband of the thin, institutional sweats
in both his hands, Angelus jerked the cloth, creating
a short tear. The suddenness of the movement had
Xander jerking and gasping, although his hands never
left their assigned place, and Angelus pulled the
cloth apart beneath his hands, the torn fabric parting
as slowly and erotically as a zipper being lowered,
until that lovely ass was completely bared to him.
He ran his hands over it, a ghost-touch that prickled
every nerve ending with its illusive contact, then
spoke.
"Are you ready, baby?"
-
"Y-yes..." stammered Xander in response. "Yes,
Daddy..." He had to remind himself to breathe, which
proved to be quite an extraordinary effort in and of
itself. Aroused beyond thought and meaning, he
trembled thoroughly, desperate for more of his lover's
teasing touch. He willed himself not to press himself
into that tempting hand, enticingly cool against his
warm skin.
//That would be bad. Daddy's in charge, not me. Gotta
remember that... even if it's killing me not to touch
him.//
"Please?" he added in that little boy voice he knew
Angelus loved to hear. "Please, Daddy?"
Continued here
Pairing: Angelus/Xander
Rating/Warnings: This is an AU.
There is strong D/s, there is Daddy!kink, there is affectionate usage of 'slut' and similar, there is schmoopiness.
Warnings for deliberately naughty boys, the resulting spanking, and foodplay in this bit. Still entirely porn at this point.
Author's Notes: This is a collaborative fic from a vampire role-playing community cowritten by
jedichad and myself, sinandcinnamon. (Our posts are separated by the hopefully unobtrusive little -'s between sections). In this community, vampires overtook the world some thirty years ago, and humans have been reduced to slaves and commodities. Angelus is a vampire returning from a business trip to find his home was attacked by members of the human rebellion. Xander is an escaped human living in secrecy until he's caught when the Enforcers (vampire police) capture him along with the rebels. Previous stories in the Eternal Kiss universe can be found in my memories or tags.Xander woke with a soft sigh parting his tingling
lips. He fully expected to find Angelus beside him;
the vampire melting him into easy submission with that
devilish smile. But when he blearily registered the
absence of that incredible body, his heart lurched and
he sat up wide-eyed with alarm. "Angelus?" he called
out.
Finding his lover nearby, almost fully dressed and
heartbreakingly gorgeous in a suit, Xander realized
Angelus was going somewhere and threw himself out of
bed in a blind panic. "Y-you're not leaving, are you?"
he asked in a tremulous voice.
-
Angelus turned at the plaintive question, adjusting
the tie at his throat as he approached the bed.
"Daddy's got work tonight, baby," he explained,
letting his fingers sink into messy brown hair and
pet reassuringly. "I'll only be gone - well, I'll
be gone for a while, but I'll come home and we'll
do something nice together, I promise."
-
The overwhelming feeling taking hold of Xander was
completely alien to him. But the fear of being alone
and separated from Angelus fairly suffocated him in
its intensity. "Please... please don't go," he cried
out. Xander wrapped his arms around the vampire's
broad shoulders, unabashedly pressing his naked,
trembling body against him. Tears burst from his brown
eyes, as he continued to whisper: "I'll do anything...
just please don't leave me..."
-
Surprised for a moment by how strongly the situation
was affecting him, Angelus pulled Xander into his
arms, murmuring soothingly as he thought. It had
been obvious from very early on that his boy was
heavily dependent on him, and if he was honest, he
preferred having it that way. In retrospect, he
thought that he should have anticipated the distress
Xander would have at the prospect of even temporary
abandonment, and he searched his mind for a solution.
"Shhh, shh... Daddy's got you... not letting go," he
reassured the warm bundle pressed against him. He
stroked his broad hands down Xander's back, warm
silken skin burnished by his palms. He pulled back,
kissing the wet tracks of tears that stained his
boy's cheeks, tracing a cheekbone with his thumb and
locking his eyes with Xander's.
"I can't stay home with you, baby, much as Daddy
wants to. Daddy's got lots of important things he
does at the office," he explained in a gentle tone,
continuing before fresh tears could well up. "I
could take you with me, though... Do you want that,
Xander? You'd have to be very good, of course, but
Daddy knows what a good boy you can be, and if you
promise to behave, you can go to work with Daddy."
-
Xander's face lit up at the suggestion. "I promise!
I'll be a good boy, Daddy. Please?" He hugged Angelus
tightly, afraid to let him go. Unable to comprehend
the irrational fear gripping his heart, Xander simply
could not cope with the idea of his lover being away
from him. Angelus meant everything to him and the need
to be with him blinded Xander to all else.
//What's he going to think of you? Uber needy and
rambling like a mad man...//
But one glance into those chocolate-brown,
golden-flecked eyes and he turned into a puddle of
babbling mush. "You'll see... I'll be good. I'll make
you proud, Daddy. Please take me with you." He
sniffled and buried his face in the hollow of Angelus'
neck, pressing soft kisses against his cool throat.
-
Angelus couldn't help but smile, loving how quickly
he could turn his pet's tears into kisses. Xander
was so very young still, his emotions flitting like
quicksilver from one to the next, everything deep
and true and reaching to his heart.
The naked heat of him could be felt even through the
fine clothes Angelus wore, and he gently disentangled
himself from his boy before he was tempted to take
him back to bed.
"You do make me proud, baby; you're such a good boy
for Daddy." He looked with disfavor at the bland,
institutional clothing Xander had arrived in, so very
different than the vibrant boy he'd claimed for his
own, but there was nothing to be done about it now.
"Get dressed, and then we'll go, and you can see
where Daddy works." He made a mental note to find a
pocket of time today when he could take Xander
shopping. If he had his way, this evening would be
the last time he'd ever have to wear the ugly
garments in question.
-
Xander beamed and tore himself away from Angelus,
pouncing for his clothing like an overexcited puppy.
He hurriedly dressed, only to whimper when he hunched
over and felt a twinge in his backside, a pleasant
reminder of last night's heated love making. Glancing
at his lover through sparkling eyes, Xander tied his
shoes and disappeared inside the bathroom in an
attempt to make himself more presentable. When he
emerged, his hair was combed, his teeth were brushed
and his face glowed from a good scrubbing.
"I'm ready, Daddy," he announced, slipping his arms
around Angelus' waist and hugging him tightly. "I'll
show you just how good I can be. I promise."
-
Angelus pulled his face up for a quick kiss, his
hands framing his boy's excited and beaming face,
then gave him a playful swat. "I know you will,
baby. You're always good for Daddy."
He spared little thought for his other prisoners
as he left the hotel room with Xander, merely
glancing at the closed door standing between him
and their quarters and doing a quick check of
heartbeats to make sure they were present and
alive. He made his way down to the lobby, where
a uniformed employee informed him that the car
he'd called for was waiting for him outside.
Unlocking the doors by remote, he let Xander
let himself into the car on his own, but quickly
took over from the driver's side, buckling him
into place and making sure he was safe. He ran
his fingers lovingly over his boy's face, smiling
at his own proprietary actions and making no
excuse for them - Xander was his, and Angelus
would protect him, no matter how trivial the
involved action seemed.
He turned his attention to the road, operating
the vehicle with smooth, practiced efficiency.
-
Xander fairly bounced up and down in his seat,
completely enraptured by the nocturnal landscape
passing by the window. It was the first time he'd
truly ridden in a car - having only been bundled into
the back of a van when he'd been captured - and it was
amazing to see the world like this. He glanced between
the scenery and Angelus, his smile about to split his
face in two. His eyes traveled down to his lover's
hand, deftly changing gears, and Xander felt an
irrational twinge of jealousy over a stick shift of
all things.
Unconsciously, he reached over and laced his fingers
over Angelus', feeling the power in his hand as he
worked it masterfully. His backside still tingled from
the playful smack his Daddy had given him, and Xander
flushed warmly at the thought of what it might be like
to feel the vampire's hand on his bare bottom. A rush
of arousal flooded over him, and he fought to control
his desire and remember his promise to "be good".
"D-Daddy, it's beautiful at night," he commented in a
tremulous voice. "I've never really seen it like
this."
-
"No?" Angelus queried, his eyes on the curving road
even as he soaked up the warmth of Xander's touch,
the slight weight of his touch on Angelus' hand.
"You'll see it a lot more now that you're mine; have
to learn to sleep during the day like Daddy does, and
live with me in the night. But I think you'll like
it," he said thoughtfully. "And we can get someplace
with a little courtyard, where you can still stand
out in the sun sometimes, let Daddy see you shining
in all that golden light and then come in, all
prickly and hot, and let Daddy cool you down again."
-
Xander couldn't help it - and he had honestly tried to
suppress it - but the whimper came forth unbidden. It
was entirely his Daddy's fault, because when Angelus
promised such wonderful things in that low,
mesmerizing voice of his, Xander lost all control over
himself. His pulse skyrocketed at the thought of
Angelus finding a home just for the two of them, and
his big brown eyes glistened with joyous tears. He
wanted to crawl out of his seatbelt and straddle his
lover's lap, kissing him until he was breathless, and
even then, not stopping.
"You're so good to me, Daddy," he whispered, tracing
Angelus' long fingers with his own. "I... I was scared
of you when we met... but I also knew I wanted you...
and I love you... God, I love you so much... more than
anything... and..." He sighed heavily and shook his
head. "I'm trying so hard to be good, Daddy... c-could I
have some air? Please? F-feels like I'm burning up..."
-
"Of course, baby," Angelus said, pushing the button
that operated Xander's window, allowing in a rush
of cool evening air. It dissipated the scent of
Xander's arousal and his own, making it easier for
Angelus to resist stopping the car for more
intimate contact and reassurance.
"We'll be there soon." Xander's fingers were
slender arcs of heat between his own, the touch
burning through him and sending his cock aching,
but they would soon be at the office, where he
could secrete himself and his boy behind closed
doors and take care of him properly.
-
Xander was grateful for the blast of night air, even
if it did very little to cool down his overheated
libido. He forced himself to withdraw his hand from
Angelus' - as the innocent contact only made matters
worse - and focused on the lights and silhouettes of
tall buildings approaching in the distance. His eyes
widened in awe as he drank in the spires and edifices
of the undead empire. It was so startlingly different
from the slums that Xander found it hard to believe
that the two places could exist on the same planet,
let alone in the same region.
"Woah," he breathed, completely taken in by the vistas
before him. "Th-this is where you work?"
-
"Most of the time," Angelus agreed. "Sometimes I
travel to other cities to meet with important
people, but you'll be with me for that." After
the recent losses while he'd been away from home,
Angelus had no intention of ever leaving Xander
behind; he would be kept close, where Angelus
could protect him. "Here we are."
Angelus pulled into a secured parking garage,
winding down into the beginning of the basement
levels of the building and notching his car
into his reserved slot. "Come on, baby. Let's
go see Daddy's office." He stepped out of the
car, the elevator to higher floors a short
distance away.
-
Despite the reassuring presence of his lover, Xander
was starting to feel more than a little nervous. The
feeling hit him the moment he stepped from the car and
realized that he was standing in the heart of the
vampire world. It was a source of constant fear for
all humans - deeply ingrained in their psyches - and
Xander inched closer to Angelus, unconsciously
reaching for his hand. He managed a brave smile,
knowing that the vampire would be able to sense his
uncertainty.
"I-It's all so big," he commented, blushing at the
slight stammer in his voice.
-
Xander's eyes were shining with wonder and nervousness,
and Angelus' dirty mind immediately called to mind
other circumstances in which his boy might use a
similar phrase. He gave him a naughty smirk, clearly
communicating his perversity and ensuing amusement, and
led them inside as the elevator doors opened to his
command.
"This is all very different than what you're used to,
isn't it, baby? This is Daddy's world, and it is big,
and probably full of a lot of wonderful things you
might not have ever seen before. It's amazing, but
it can be a little scary sometimes, dangerous or just
overwhelming, and that's alright, baby. Just remember
that Daddy will always take care of you."
-
Xander beamed and his eyes glistened with a hint of
tears. It was becoming a habit - crying from the
incredible happiness Angelus had created within his
heart - and he sniffled and brushed at his eyes. "I
know you will," he said softly. "It is scary but I'll
be brave. I promise, Daddy." As if to show how strong
he could be, Xander reluctantly let go of the
vampire's hand and wandered around the enormous
office. It was clear that his lover was someone very
important and it made him glow with a sense of pride.
What struck Xander most was the realization that - in
his position - Angelus could have his pick of anyone
and he'd chosen him. He could feel the dam holding
back his tears threatening to break, and the urge to
embrace the vampire and thank him became an
overwhelming need.
//You promised to be good, remember?//
What saved him from breaking his word was the
magnificent view of the city that caught his
attention. The office led out onto a balcony and the
night breeze ruffled Xander's dark hair as he stood in
awe at the wondrous expanse stretching out before him.
-
Angelus followed slowly, wishing he could see the
expression on Xander's face as he took in the beauty
of the lit city. His office was several stories up,
the balcony opening onto what appeared to be an
endless night sky, the darkness a velvet expanse
pricked with countless stars. The seam between the
heavens and the city was hard to discern, the
scattered lights at the edge of the city mimicking
the endlessly random constellations.
The illumination increased towards the heart of the city,
twisted spires of white and blue wreathing the building
they were standing in. He settled for listening to
Xander's indrawn breaths, his slightly quickening heart,
as his young lover stepped out into the beautiful view.
"It's pretty, isn't it?" he asked as he walked up
behind Xander, holding him captive between his body
and the sturdy rail of the balcony. He ran his hand
up over the slight musculature of Xander's back, palm
scuffing the thin cotton, up over the heat of his
nape and into sloppy dark hair. "But not as pretty
as you, baby."
-
Those heartfelt words sent Xander's pulse
skyrocketing. "This's so nice..." He sighed softly and
melted into Angelus' touch, his eyelids fluttering
closed as he swayed on his feet. He reached out and
took hold of the railing - ice cold beneath his hands
- and shivered as a powerful rush of arousal gripped
his senses.
Without thinking, he tilted his head back to rest on
Angelus' shoulder and pressed his backside against the
substantial weight resting in the vampire's slacks.
"Do you think you could bring me here one night? When
you're not working?" he asked in a dreamy voice. "Make
me beg to be fucked senseless... like last night. Will
you, Daddy? Please?"
-
"Keep talking like that, and Daddy might do it tonight,"
Angelus growled, feeling his boy shiver in response.
Their bodies were flush, his voice coursing vibrations
through Xander's slender frame. That pretty head was
tilted back, supported on Angelus' shoulder, and he
nuzzled his boy's exposed neck, sliding his hands under
the thin shirt to caress Xander's chest, circling but
not touching nipples stiff with cold.
He licked the side of Xander's throat, tasting the
clean skin and the thick arousal he could already
smell, then forced himself to cease. He drew his
hands away, knowing that his teasing must already be
testing the bounds of his boy's willpower.
"Maybe later, baby," he said regretfully. "Daddy's
got to check his messages and make a few phone calls.
And baby's going to be good, like you promised...
much as Daddy likes it when you're bad."
-
Xander was left shivering and feeling painfully
bereft. It was his first taste of denying the intense
craving for Angelus and it was absolute torture. He
was beginning to think tagging along with his lover
was not the brightest idea in the world. Being in the
vampire's presence made him deliriously happy and he
couldn't imagine getting through the night without him
nearby. However, the fact that he couldn't touch or
kiss or be his dirty boy was nearly enough to make
Xander dissolve into tears.
//C'mon now... You promised, remember? I can do
this... I can... I think...//
Taking a deep breath of cool night air, he turned and
took a shaky step back inside the office. He flopped
into an empty chair and tried to distract himself from
the tingling sensation of his lover's tongue on his
neck. That lasted all of three seconds as his gaze
focused longingly on the magnificent creature seated
behind the desk. What he wouldn't give to straddle his
Daddy's lap and beg him to...
A low grumble startled Xander and he blushed,
clutching at his stomach. He couldn't remember the
last time he'd eaten and his body was starting to
protest. //Quiet you!// he mentally shushed. But his
empty tummy had other ideas and growled hungrily.
-
It came very naturally to Angelus, conducting business
whilst keeping track of his boy, and he immediately
noticed when Xander's body began showing signs of
hunger. Still occupied on the phone, he quickly sent
off a note to his secretary via the computer, to obtain
some food for his pretty human pet, requesting both
filling and nutritious items and some more luxurious
treats. He knew it would take a short time to procure,
and put it out of his mind until he heard Harmony's
knock on the door to his office.
He tapped the button that would allow her in and
wrapped up his conversation, getting up to accept the
delivery of several boxes and cartons. Xander was
sitting in one of the comfortable chairs, watching
with wide eyes, and he felt an irrational flash of
jealousy as he noticed Harmony looking at him. He
suppressed the urge to growl as he casually placed
himself between them, knowing that Harmony was most
likely just curious about who the boy was and why
he was there.
"That will be all," he said a bit brusquely, eager
to be alone with his baby again. "Oh, and Harmony...
I'll be feeding my boy, so make sure we're not
disturbed for the next hour." She looked slightly
surprised but shrugged and agreed, and as soon as
the door shut behind her, Angelus turned to Xander,
his eyes flashing with desire and dominance, needing
to restake his claim.
-
Transfixed by the vampire's intense gaze, Xander
involuntarily shivered as an intense wave of arousal
crashed into his senses. Angelus' words - deep and
sensual - possessed his overactive imagination. Erotic
scenarios of just how his lover would be "feeding" him
presented themselves one right after the other, and
Xander fought and lost the attempt to suppress the
soft moan that escaped his lips. Even through his haze
of desire, he felt a pang of guilt for taking his
Daddy away from his work.
"Y-your work's more important," he stammered in
protest. "I'll be good and eat by myself. I will."
Angelus was sure to see through the thin veil hiding
his intense need. And Xander wanted him desperately.
To be taken in those strong arms and crushed against
that massive chest. To feel that cool mouth on his
neck and those sharp fangs piercing his skin. Claiming
him all over again. His body flushed Xander caught his
bottom lip with his teeth to stop it quivering and
himself from begging for his lover's attention.
-
"You'll be good and do what Daddy tells you to do," he
said lightly but firmly, opening one of the containers
to find bacon and muffins. "Because I'm the Daddy, and
you're just my little boy, isn't that right?" He made
his way close, holding out a bit of bacon for Xander to
nibble from his fingertips. "You let me worry about
working or not working - that's for Daddy to decide.
And right now, Daddy wants to feed you."
Xander was a temptation, and Angelus knew himself well
enough to predict that bringing him here tonight meant
that he might not have the most productive night at the
office, but he wouldn't neglect his responsibilities
either... not to his clients, and not to his boy. As
adorable as he found it that Xander wanted to help and
protect him, that wasn't really the boy's place, and
Angelus needed to establish early on that all their
decisions rested in his hands now.
"Open up for Daddy, baby," he said, his voice husky
with the suggestive words.
-
"Yes, sir..." Xander obeyed without question this
time, more aroused than ever. He parted his lips -
still gloriously bruised from last night's passionate
activities - and accepted the bacon, swiping his
tongue across the salty piece of meat before drawing
it inside his mouth. Xander couldn't remember the last
time he'd eaten anything like this and it tasted
heavenly, more so wrapped in Angelus' cool digits. He
tried to nibble slowly but he was so incredibly hungry
that he was soon noisily sucking the greasy residue
from his Daddy's fingers.
Big expressive brown eyes glanced up through heavy
lashes, fairly pleading for more. Despite his attempts
to be 'good' he was slowly but surely losing the
battle. He felt himself growing achingly hard and his
pulse roared in his ears, drowning out the sound of
his own heavy breathing. Angelus was certain to sense
his burgeoning desire and he flushed hotly as he
started to imagine those nimble digits were something
far more substantial.
-
Standing before his boy, watching him suck hungrily at
his fingers, Angelus keenly felt how very powerful he
was over his cherished mortal pet, and he let his
fingertips linger over Xander's lips as he withdrew
them, smiling wickedly at the predictable jump in
arousal.
He was toying with the boy now, knowing with certainty
where this was going but in no hurry to rush it, and
he licked his lips as he broke off a piece of pastry
and offered it. "Like that, baby?" he asked, pushing
the sweet morsel into that sweeter mouth when Xander
tried to answer, letting his fingers follow, stroking
over his tongue in an unmistakable rhythm for a few
moments before slowly pulling them out again.
"Daddy likes that." He made no attempt to disguise
the lust in his voice, his eyes looking Xander up
and down in clear appreciation before returning to
those sinfully tempting lips.
-
Xander could do little more than whimper and nod his
head in response as Angelus filled his hungry mouth
once again. He worked his tongue through the pastry,
actively searching for his Daddy's fingers and
shivering with desire when he found them. Devouring
the sweet, he focused all of his energy on cleaning
the vampire's manicured nails, licking and suckling,
drawing those slick digits further inside his mouth.
His rigid length was tenting his sweat pants now and
Xander made no effort to hide his desire. He clawed at
the black leather seat beneath him, growing near
desperate in his efforts not to touch himself. That
would be bad - very, very bad - and he didn't want to
make Angelus angry. Well, maybe just a little bit...
He thrilled at that possessive growl his lover
lavished upon him and his dreamy eyes wandered down
the length of the vampire's body, zeroing in on the
heavy bulge that begged for his attention.
-
Angelus was quickly growing aroused between Xander's
soft sucking and the boy's sultry glances, but he
knew that what he'd eaten so far couldn't be called
a meal by even the most generous of judges. He forced
himself to ignore his cock for a few moments longer,
determined to sate one hunger before encouraging another.
Spying a familiar carton amongst the things he'd sent
for, Angelus decided that he could abandon the healthier
fare for something a bit more decadent... after all, it
wouldn't do to have it melt.
Abandoning the remains of the pastry, Angelus grasped
the container of ice cream and pried off the lid, toying
with the accompanying spoon.
"I have something special for you, Xander," he purred,
dancing the silver cup of the spoon in the thick, creamy
spill of sweetness, dipping it into the pale treat and
procuring a bite. "Something I don't think you've had
before, because you've been such a very good boy for me."
He brought the spoon forward, teasing the tip of it
against Xander's lower lip as his mouth parted expectantly,
letting him feel the sudden cold of the metal. "That's
it, baby," he said, "give it a little lick."
-
Startled by the abrupt chill, Xander felt a shiver
course down his spine. However, Angelus' voice - deep,
commanding and sensual - quickly abolished the cold in
a wave of heat. He fairly swayed on the spot, his gaze
locked onto his Daddy's as he flicked his tongue out
and tasted the treat. "Oh... oh that's... wow!" He was
at a loss for words. Angelus was right: he'd never had
anything like it before. It was sweet and cool and
creamy... just like... Xander's eyes widened,
sparkling with lust. It was just like his lover's
delicious come!
He couldn't help himself, he simply couldn't. He had
to have more. Now.
Xander closed his mouth over the spoon, taking in the
ice cream with a hearty moan. He licked the cold
silver clean, his mouth open, eager and hungry for
more.
-
Watching that nimble pink tongue remove every last
trace of the ice cream was an erotic torture, and
Angelus couldn't help but shift, his thick erection
trying vainly to find a comfortable position in slacks
that were much too tight to accommodate his full size.
He automatically spooned up a second bite, knowing that
it would only make the situation worse and simply not
caring.
"You like this, baby?" Angelus asked, Xander's pretty
moans more than answer enough. He pulled the spoon free
with a suggestive pop, scooping up another mouthful from
the quickly-melting contents of the carton, but paused
before offering it to his sexy boy. Spotting the bottles
of syrup, he proceeded to drizzle chocolate over the
spoon, sloppy lines of it dripping to fall into the
remaining ice cream. "Baby's going to love this," he
purred, thoroughly aroused by how sweetly and compliantly
Xander had taken to being fed, his mouth a sensual delight
to watch and his hands obedient at his sides.
-
Orgasmic sounds of delight filled the office as Xander
devoured the dollop of syrup-drenched ice cream. His
eyes fairly rolled back in his head beneath fluttering
lashes as he relished the incredible taste. He
couldn't quite eat it fast enough and the excess
spilled from the corners of his mouth, trailing down
the sides and onto his chin.
Xander raised a hand to wipe at the mess he'd made. It
was an unconscious reflex, that's all. Otherwise he'd
have never made a move.
-
Catching Xander's hand easily with his quicker reflexes,
Angelus pinned it to the chair, shaking his head with
faux reproach. "Don't you trust Daddy to take care of
you?" he murmured, abandoning the spoon to imprison
Xander's other hand before it could do anything. He
straddled Xander easily in the large leather chair,
loving the power of being over him, holding him in place.
He lowered his head until it was mere inches from Xander's
own, studying him with mischief in his own eyes. "Daddy's
dirty boy," he said lovingly, then leaned forward to lick
one sticky trail clean. The sugar of it was almost too
sweet, underlaid by the salt-clean taste of his boy, and
Angelus lapped it away quickly before becoming distracted
by that irresistible mouth.
Cold at first, from the ice cream, Xander's mouth quickly
grew hot as it yielded to his assault. Angelus drank in
panted breath and desperate little sounds, chasing the
trace of chocolate that ran through it all.
-
Xander blissfully drowned beneath the onslaught of
Angelus' torrid kiss. All thoughts of behaving himself
and being a 'good boy' evaporated in that moment as he
received the gift of his lover's attention. Not being
able to indulge himself had been the worst torture
imaginable, and Xander was determined to greedily
devour every second of pleasure his Daddy lavished on
him.
Writhing uncontrollably, the vampire's powerful,
restraining touch only served to heighten Xander's
feverish arousal. He moaned and whimpered, twisting
his tongue with Angelus' in a desperate attempt to
taste every inch of the vampire's cool mouth.
A tremor of desire skittered down his spine as he
suddenly wished he'd somehow managed to spill the ice
cream all over himself. Merely imagining Angelus
licking each messy spot was almost enough to make
Xander go off in his all too constricting pants.
"Oh God..." he gasped against the vampire's hungry
lips.
-
Breaking the kiss but keeping hold of his captive,
Angelus went to work on the unmarked side of Xander's
neck, the sleek pale flesh an undeniable temptation.
He shifted his grip as he did so, bringing both of
his boy's naughty hands up over his head so he could
restrain him with his own much larger one, freeing
the other to trace lingeringly over wrist and forearm,
scratching lightly at the sensitive skin there.
"Daddy's boy is always so greedy," he purred directly
into Xander's ear, feeling him shudder down the
length of their bodies' contact. "You want more, don't
you, baby?" His hand had moved down low enough to
dance erotically over the hard nipples beneath Xander's
flimsy tshirt, stroking and flicking them before
abandoning them to drive into Xander's hair, forcefully
turning his head to look eye-to-eye. "Beg me for it,
baby. You beg so prettily."
-
"Yes!" Xander gasped out. "Oh, god... yes, please!" He
arched beneath Angelus' teasing touch, an electric
spark of desire jolting through his trembling frame.
He lost himself in the vampire's dark, hypnotic gaze,
willing to do anything and everything to fulfill his
Daddy's desires. "I need you... want you so much...
all I can think about... please, Daddy," he babbled,
flushed and teetering on the edge of insanity. "Tried
so hard to be good... I promised... but... God! ...I
want to kiss you... touch you..."
Xander stretched his neck in a vain attempt to press
his mouth against Angelus' skin. "Please, Daddy... I
need you... need to be your dirty boy... so hard for
you... You want me too, don't you?" Unbidden tears
sprang to his eyes and trailed down his cheeks. "I
know you do... think about last night... ohhh Daddy...
fucking me... making me bleed... because I'm yours and
you can do anything to me... and I'll love it... God
how I love it... Please, Daddy..." He was sobbing now.
"...unnh... I can't stand it... please..."
-
"Shh, love, Daddy's right here," he reassured his sobbing
pet, guiding his big hands up under Xander's shirt and
pulling it up high enough that Angelus could touch skin,
knowing he needed that right now. Angelus was a little
taken aback by the raw desperation clear in Xander's
response, and wanted to settle him as easily as possible.
"Of course I want you, baby, you know I do... Daddy loves
you, loves his beautiful good boy, and you have been,
haven't you? Been so good for Daddy."
He worked at calming Xander, steady tactile stroking in
a rhythm with his words, carefully hiding his concern.
Xander had been fragile at times, but Angelus had not
anticipated him having a breakdown like that during a
simple bit of sex play. He wished he could be sure of
what it was that had set Xander off, for while he loved
caring for and soothing his precious boy, the drain of
such an emotional outburst would be great.
"There, now, that's better, isn't it?" he murmured,
placing small kisses along Xander's face, still holding
him close and stroking him slowly. "Baby doesn't need
to cry. Come on, now, let it go and let Daddy take
care of you."
-
Soothed by Angelus' gentle words and comforting touch,
Xander mewled and writhed in the vampire's
all-encompassing embrace. He buried his face in the
hollow of his lover's cool neck, kissing and licking,
growing ever hungry for more. The sense of being
wanted - something he'd never experienced before
Angelus - was powerful and attractive, and had
triggered his now forgotten tears. His arms came up
around the vampire's waist, squeezing him tightly, as
if his life depended on it.
"I need you so much," Xander whispered, drawing back
and gazing deeply into those pools of chocolate.
"Can't help myself... getting carried away like
this..." He chuckled softly, blushing at how
overwrought he'd become. "I don't think I've been very
good, Daddy. In fact, I've sorta been pretty bad.
Don't you think?" Playful arousal returned anew and he
lightly nuzzled Angelus' lips. "Whatever will you do
with me?"
-
Reassured by how quickly Xander was soothed, Angelus
let the momentary outburst be forgotten. His boy's
honesty quelled his concern, and he realized that an
occasional sign of the massive adjustments his boy was
making was only to be expected. Angelus took him into
his arms, a warm and welcome weight, turning so that
he was in the now-vacant chair with Xander in his lap.
"Daddy's boy thinks he's been bad, does he?" he asked,
his voice tinged with warm amusement. Xander had
responded beautifully to the hints of pain he'd been
given, and Angelus had no compunction about playing
punishment games since his love was showing a genuine
interest in it. "Should Daddy punish you?"
His hands drifted down to Xander's ass, cupping and
squeezing both sides, wickedly devouring his boy's
reaction.
-
Xander squeaked and jerked in Angelus' grasp as if
he'd just been shocked. A mischievous grin spread
across his face as realization dawned. "Oh." He
wriggled in the vampire's grasp, absolutely loving the
feel of those large, masterful hands on his ass. "I
think you should. I definitely think you should." He
couldn't help but wriggle like a fish out of water,
craving more of the delicious contact.
"There's no telling what'll happen if you don't." As if
to emphasize his point, Xander snaked one hand between
their flushed bodies and cupped the vampire's
prodigious bulge. "See there. I can't keep my hands to
myself. Even after I promised to be good." He trembled
with desire, stroking his fingers along the outline of
his lover's cock. "And I did promise, right? And here
I am being so very, very bad."
-
Angelus gripped his boy's cheeks tighter through the thin
pants, grinding into his hand in a way that left no doubt
as to how much he enjoyed it, but he didn't let it go on
very long. While he wouldn't ordinarily object to Xander's
actions, his boy's coy and naughty attitude made it clear
that he was deliberately misbehaving, and Angelus was
more than happy to take charge and remind him of his place.
"So very bad," he purred in agreement, seizing both wrists
and clasping them in the small of Xander's back. "Just
can't seem to keep your hands to yourself. I think Daddy'll
have to help you." With them out of the way, Angelus used
his position to rub his erect cock up along Xander's own,
thrusting into the heat and arousal he could feel there,
using his grip on Xander's wrists and ass to rock the boy
into the movement.
"Daddy's gonna hold you tight, make sure you don't do that
again," he said, pouring the dirty promise directly into
his gasping boy's ear. "But baby's still gotta be punished
for what he's already done. Wouldn't be a good Daddy if I
didn't teach you right from wrong." He chuckled, knowing
that his perverse relationship with the boy was the farthest
thing from traditional morals as you could probably get,
and not caring in the least.
"A good Daddy has to hurt you, baby, hurt you for your own
good." His hand, large enough to span both wrists easily,
tightened on them until he solicited an involuntary whimper.
"Daddy has to spank you, baby, smack you for being so naughty.
Gonna make it hurt, lovely, hurt so bad that my slutty little
boy won't have any room in his head for misbehaving, 'til
you're red and helpless and stinging, all worn out and ready
to do what Daddy tells you to do."
-
Xander was on fire. The fever that raged through his
system forced him to tremble helplessly in Angelus'
powerful grasp. The idea of his Daddy reasserting
control was so incredibly exciting and erotic that it
was all Xander could do not to come in his sweats
right then and there. He was already gasping for
breath, his eyes smoldering as they drank in the
possessive intentions of domination radiating out from
the vampire's intense gaze. He would happily submit to
Angelus' will, give himself over completely to this
magnificent beast.
"Y-yes, Daddy." Arousal laced his husky stammer. "I
didn't mean to be so bad." All playful contriteness
now. "I'll be good... I will... ohhh..." Xander's
thick lashes fluttered as he ground himself against
Angelus' body. "I... I can't stop being bad... want
you too much..."
-
Angelus easily flipped him over in a single fluid
movement, arranging Xander so that he lay across his
lap rather than astride it. He spread his thighs in
the expensive leather chair, creating a hollow where
Xander's cock would nestle, unable to find the
forbidden friction it sought.
"It's good that you want me," he advised, "but that's
no excuse for poor behavior. Daddy's going to give
you what you *need*, give you the punishment you're
begging for... and then maybe afterwards, we'll talk
about what you *want*."
-
Xander swallowed hard. A mixture of excitement and
trepidation at being at Angelus' mercy thrummed
through his frame. Everything about this was so new
and thinking about those large hands - one restraining
him, the other swatting his ass - made him groan and
whimper. He was already unconsciously arching his
bottom, eager for Angelus to lavish attention on him.
"Please, Daddy," he begged in a rough whisper. "Teach
me to be a good boy. Please?"
-
Hearing Xander beg in that pretty voice, watching him
squirm in his lap, eager to take his punishment.. .
Angelus' own cock was hard and aching in his pants,
and they hadn't even yet begun.
He brought Xander's hands around so that they lay over
the nape of his neck, a classic submissive form, and
held them there for a moment before releasing them.
"Hold still, baby, for just a minute," he murmured.
"Daddy's gonna show you how to be good again, but
first..."
Taking the waistband of the thin, institutional sweats
in both his hands, Angelus jerked the cloth, creating
a short tear. The suddenness of the movement had
Xander jerking and gasping, although his hands never
left their assigned place, and Angelus pulled the
cloth apart beneath his hands, the torn fabric parting
as slowly and erotically as a zipper being lowered,
until that lovely ass was completely bared to him.
He ran his hands over it, a ghost-touch that prickled
every nerve ending with its illusive contact, then
spoke.
"Are you ready, baby?"
-
"Y-yes..." stammered Xander in response. "Yes,
Daddy..." He had to remind himself to breathe, which
proved to be quite an extraordinary effort in and of
itself. Aroused beyond thought and meaning, he
trembled thoroughly, desperate for more of his lover's
teasing touch. He willed himself not to press himself
into that tempting hand, enticingly cool against his
warm skin.
//That would be bad. Daddy's in charge, not me. Gotta
remember that... even if it's killing me not to touch
him.//
"Please?" he added in that little boy voice he knew
Angelus loved to hear. "Please, Daddy?"
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