It's the things we don't do we regret. - Stillrose (stillrose) wrote in bloodclaim,
It's the things we don't do we regret. - Stillrose

There’s Always a Sneer in Vegas (87/90?)

Title: There’s Always a Sneer in Vegas (87/?)
Fandom: BTVS; Spike/Xander
Warnings: Slash,AU, Post Apocalyptic, violence,non-con, slavery, tentacles,
Rating: NC-17
Summary: It’s been seven years since Angelus killed Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Seven years after Angelus opened a portal to hell on Earth. Humans are food, slaves or on the run. There’s hope only in small band of resistance fighters. However, that’s a hope Xander Harris no longer has. It’s been six months since he was taken in a raid. At first Xander thought he was lucky the demons didn’t know who he was; but then that was before he became property to an Azora demon.

As always: Feedback makes my heart go pitter-patter.


Previous parts here.

“Speaking of? You know where we can get a shower around here? Ya smell like...arenas,” Spike said with teasing smile.

“Oh, way to kill the mood, Master Muttonhead,” Xander snarked then froze. Spike’s eyes flashed gold. He grinned.

“Fuck!” Xander cried and ran.

Spike followed. In the end Xander could barely find the breath to thank his master for his punishment. He hadn’t had the strength to walk back to their little part of the tunnels. Spike had had to carry his wet, satiated and very worn out body.

Xander didn’t have the spunk to even feel embarrassed. Instead, he’d just curled tighter into Spike’s arms breathing in the scent of his master and even stealing tastes with each tiny kiss he pressed to his neck.

( There"s Always a Sneer in Vegas (87/90?) )
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