Test Drive 1 - The Buyer
Couldn´t fit the spanking in but I hope you like it anyway!
Xander wandered through the room aimlessly, stopping here and there to look at the merchandise. He´d always wanted to buy a vampire, but he couldn´t find a good excuse to, what with Angel having been with the family since he was a child. He´d never liked Angel, felt a huge amount of wiggins at the thought that the vamp who serviced his whole family would service him as well. Besides Angel was too...bland. Everything Angel had ever said or done to him stemmed from expediency. Xander was his master and was to be treated as such.
Xander hated that.
When Buffy asked to take Angel with her when she moved out Xander was only too happy to give his sister what she wanted. Which was why he was here now, looking for a new pet.
He was in fact looking at a striking blond. He leaned forward to touch the white–blond hair but an angry growl stopped him.
"Get your hands off me you wanker."
Xander took a step back in surprise.
"Spike, sit down and be quiet!" A third man joined the scene, snapping at Spike before he politely addressed Xander "I´m sorry sir, he´s newly captured and has not yet been trained."
Xander smiled at the glare Spike sent his owner.
"He´s beautiful." He said simply. "I want to buy a new pet. He´ll be a fun choice." Xander ignored the surprise in the owner´s face. "Is he available for a test drive?"
"Sir I feel I should warn you, he is not tamed, it may be dangerous."
"Oh, don´t worry about me. I´m used to this kind of thing." Xander laughed. Being the Slayer´s brother had taught him some basic self–defence moves. Buffy didn´t always know her own strength. "Besides, he has a chip, right?"
An hour later, a snarling and naked Spike was lying on a bed in one of the rooms provided in the market for this very purpose, arms and legs tied to the bedposts.
Xander stood next to the bed and watched Spike struggle, admiring his body and the contrast between the purple tinted metal cuffs and the milk white skin. He´d asked for them specifically. One of the merchants had a mini–lathe and had been only too happy to make the cuffs to measure. One magic spell later they were suitable to hold the angriest of vampires.
"You know you can´t get out of those."
Spike glared at him and ceased his efforts.
"What exactly do you want from me?" He growled.
Xander smiled and started to unbutton his shirt.
"Want you to be my pet."
If anything, Spike looked even angrier.
"No."
"Not like you have any choice on the matter." Xander replied casually, throwing his shirt on a chair and tackling his trousers. "Your owner said you haven´t been used yet so I can´t fuck you, but I can do pretty much anything else."
Taking off his trousers and shoes, Xander climbed on the bed and straddled the bound body, settling back to sit on Spike´s thighs.
"Get off me."
"Know what I´d love to do?" Xander asked, ignoring Spike´s words. "I´d love to shuffle forward and just push my cock in your mouth. Fuck, just saying the words makes me hard." He continued huskily. "Seeing that pretty pink mouth stretch around me...God I want to do that."
As he spoke, Xander´s hands stroked and caressed Spike´s skin, moving up his bound arms and back down, across his torso, down to his stomach.
"Of course, I´m not crazy enough to actually do it. I´d like to keep my cock whole and attached and I don´t think the pain from the chip will stop you biting it off." His hands wandered to Spike´s nipple, tweaking and rubbing over them as he spoke.
"Put anything of yours anywhere near my mouth and you´ll regret it you fucking git."
Xander looked thoughtfully at Spike for a moment.
"You have a point." He said and leaned to the side, reaching to open the bedside drawer. He retrieved a tube of lube and dropped it next to Spike.
"You said you wouldn´t fuck me you lying piece of–"
Xander laughed at the outrage in Spike´s eyes as he interrupted the flow of words by pushing a gag into Spike´s mouth. He quickly fastened the gag before Spike had a chance to spit it out.
"You know, you´re really limiting my test drive." He said reasonably." I can´t fuck you; I can´t use that pretty mouth of yours..." he sighed melodramatically "What else is a boy to do?"
Xander had already decided to have Spike the moment he´d heard him growl. Still, he knew enough to know that fucking him during the test drive would raise his price up immensely. The merchant would go on and on about damaged goods and Xander would have to pay through the nose just to shut him up.
"I suppose I could enjoy you in other ways." He mused.
Xander scooted back and let his body fall forward so that he was chest to chest with Spike. He laid his head on Spike´s chest and laughed softly at the vibrations caused by the near constant growling. Turning his head slightly he licked the nearest nipple, biting it softly and watching with interest as it peaked and hardened under his tongue.
"You like this don´t you?" He asked, lifting his head enough to turn it and lavish the same attention to the other nipple. When he was satisfied with the result he looked up into narrowed blue eyes. "If looks could kill, huh? But there´s a pressure against my tummy that says you like this." He laughed and slithered down until he was sitting back on his knees between Spike´s legs.
"See?" He pointed, letting his finger trail up Spike´s cock. "Wonder if it tastes as good as it looks..." He said and brought up his finger, licking it slowly, eyes closed to better enjoy the taste. The ever–present growl changed slightly and Xander could swear he heard a moan fill the room. He smiled and opened his eyes, staring straight into Spike´s own. "Wonder if it tastes the same straight from the source." He said and paused a moment, watching as blue eyes widened before swooping down to take Spike´s cock in his mouth.
He´d been so right, it tasted damn good. Kinda salty, a little bit sweet and oddly warm. He´d have thought that vampires would be cold...Xander rested one hand on Spike´s thigh to help himself balance and brought the other to wrap around the base of his cock. He bobbed his head up and down, licking and sucking as hard as he could until he heard Spike start to breath. Harsh panting breaths and strangled groans, as if Spike was trying to hold back. Xander didn´t stop until he felt the hips under him give an involuntary jerk and Spike´s body tense, ready to come.
"What, did you forget who the master was?" He asked when Spike glared accusingly at him. "Don´t get to come till I tell you, Pet."
The growl was back, and this time Xander was sure it had a frustrated edge to it. He reached for the lube and coated his fingers with it. "You taste pretty good." he said, "Let´s see how you feel, huh?" He laughed at Spike´s incredulous expression, glad to have shocked Spike once again. "Wanna watch?"
Xander turned his back to Spike, and moved upwards to settle on Spike´s chest, close enough for him to have a great view and slowly pushed one finger inside his hole. He let himself relax into the feeling, pumping in and out, adding another finger when the time felt right, running a commentary for Spike, telling him how good it felt, how he couldn´t wait to have his cock replace the fingers. By the time he had three fingers inside him he was moaning his pleasure and Spike was panting again.
He leaned down and gave Spike´s cock a lick, from the base all the way to the crown, revelling in the moan Spike couldn´t conceal. He pulled his fingers out and turned around again, holding Spike´s cock with one hand and sitting back, guiding it inside.
"Fuck." He breathed, feeling his ass open up, taking Spike´s cock in so. Fucking. Slowly. Xander saw Spike close his eyes and no, that would never do. "Have to know who the master is, Spike. Open your eyes." He snapped.
Eyes snapped open to glare at him and Xander chose that moment to tighten his muscles, clenching around Spike´s cock and the glare immediately softened up. "Keep looking at me Spike. See me fuck myself on you." He said, raising his body up and slamming down. "That´s it, look at your master. Gonna have you. Buy you and keep you with me and just do this every. Single. Day."
Xander´s voice had dropped to a husky murmur and he kept a steady rhythm bringing both of them closer and closer to the edge, never fast or hard enough to tip them over. "Gonna fuck you and have you fuck me over and over again. Like you as you are, Spike, all fire and passion. The others, they like tame and obedient. Would break you right up, put you back together to be the perfect pet." He brought his body down, trapping his weeping cock between their bodies, moaning against Spike´s ear when he finally got some friction. "Not me. I want you, angry and passionate. Gonna make you feel so fucking good, keep you until you like being here, with me. Until you can´t imagine living any other way."
He felt more than saw Spike shake his head in denial. "Yes. And you´ll know." He moved faster, clenching around Spike as he pushed down. "You´ll know that no matter how bad you think you have it with me, it could have been a hell of a lot worse with someone else. Because at least I make you hard." Another shake and Xander gathered all his self–control, resolved to keep going, to keep bringing Spike to the edge time and time again.
"I decide when it´s over Spike. And it won´t be over until you accept what I told you. Nod for me and you can come."
Nothing from Spike and Xander was getting desperate. He knew that he had to win this battle to win the war, if he wanted Spike he had to be the one in control. He leaned down again, keeping his body perfectly still and whispering right next to Spike´s ear.
"Gonna keep you like this. Rent the room for days and just keep you shackled here. The merchant who made the cuffs, he said the mini–lathe works with exact measurements. Gonna measure your cock, Spike, have him make a metal cock ring and snap it on, don´t have to worry about circulation with you do I? It´s going to be so tight around you, keep you hard until I choose to remove it." Xander clenched around Spike´s cock, giving him a little stimulation to up the frustration. "Fuck yeah, I´ll fuck myself on you over and over again, come on your skin and just rub it in, tease you and lick you and bite you until all you can think about is coming." He undulated his hips, and felt Spike freeze for a moment before the panting begun again. He looked like Angel did when he was offered Master´s blood.
Master´s blood.
Xander reached for the blade habitually kept on the bedside table of such places. Holding Spike´s gaze, he brought the knife to his arm and drew a line down his lower arm. He reached behind Spike and released the gag, bringing his arm against Spike´s mouth. "Drink, Spike. Master´s blood, even after a week chipped, it must taste so good for you." Xander moaned in pleasure when, after a brief hesitation, the soft lips fastened around the wound and sucked. "Only human blood you´ll ever taste Spike. Master´s blood. Your master. Just a nod, one little nod and you can have this practically every day and spare yourself weeks of agony. Nod for your master, pet."
After what seemed like decades...Spike nodded.
"Good boy. My good boy." Xander praised and pushed his arm against Spike´s lips, tacit permission to keep sucking. "Feel so good around me, sucking me in." He moaned and started riding Spike hard and fast, desperate to come. He felt Spike tense under him and spoke a second before his pet let go. "Come for me, Spike."
Seconds later Xander was screaming out his own orgasm.
"Oh I am so taking you home with me." He mumbled, closing his eyes for a bit of a rest before going to deal with the merchant. Spike was his and that was that.
