Malevolent

Maybe I went too far this time,
I just go crazy when she says no....

There was no struggling - not anymore. Not even when the hands encircling his throat began squeezing. He wouldn't struggle. He gasped painfully as he was flung down and pinned to the bed. Whimpering, he rolled onto his back, curling slightly and pushing himself into a somewhat upright position. Looking up at his lover's face he paled at what he saw there. Lust, rage....

Xander felt himself grow cold with horror. He knew what that meant. He thought about trying to get away but that would only make him angrier.

Nononononono!!

"Do you see what you make me do?" The voice was strangely soothing even as his hand connected with Xander's jaw. The crack of flesh resounding in the early morning quiet. His hand flew again and Xander's head snapped back and forth as each strike landed. Dazed his head pounding; Xander blinked in confusion as the blows ceased. He could barely focus, seeing nothing but a blur of movement over him. He felt himself turned roughly - his legs spread. Taking enough time only to yank the pants past his knees. He spread the boy's legs and parted soft cheeks, gazing at the tiny pucker revealed there.

Xander bit back a scream as claws slashed through his flesh. "Mmmm. My boy. So tight an' hot. Love to see my marks on you." He ran his hands over trembling flesh--pinching cruelly and raising vicious red welts. He leaned forward, using his weight to hold Xander down. Lacing his fingers through dark hair, he pressed the boy's face into the bed, licking, biting gently at his chin then dragging his fangs down the side of his neck hard enough to draw blood.

He smiled at the hitching breaths Xander was dragging in. Standing he stripped, quickly climbing back onto the still form. Shifting slightly he plunged inside. Xander mewled as he was forced open. White-hot pain speared through him as he was impaled and his hoarse cry echoed through the mansion.

He howled as something inside him tore and he could feel a flood of warmth trickling out his ass and down between his thighs. Xander's lover groaned in ecstasy as he felt himself surrounded by tight, burning heat. He looked down at where they were joined, reveling in the sight of the scarlet fluid that rushed out to stain his own skin. He growled at the thought of tasting that sweet liquid. As his lover's length invaded him repeatedly Xander thoughts fragmented. Disjointed pleas for forgiveness.

Don't... please.

Mind refusing to deal with what was happening again; he shut down completely. Meanwhile his lover continued his strokes relentlessly. Xander's body went limp with exhaustion and pain. His total submission merely spurred him on and his pace increased. As his orgasm neared he gripped the still hips, pulling them up brutally as he forced himself into the loosening channel over and over. Leaning forward he sank his fangs into the beckoning flesh - drinking greedily.

After what seemed an eternity, he flung his head back letting out a howl of triumph. He spilled his seed deep inside his lover's ravaged body then collapsed on the still back purring. For a while, that was the only sound in the room. Slowly he sat up, licking gently at the trickle of blood still purring.

Xander rolled away from the still form. Only vaguely aware when the body above him collapsed on its side. The throaty purr in his ear is what brings him back. The smug, satiated pleasure in the rumbling sound eating at his soul. Screams clawed their way up his throat but he lay silent forcing them back. Staring with empty eyes, at the blood that stained his thighs.

Angel turns away,
pulls her dress back down,
slowly washes her face....

He stood slowly hobbling to the bathroom. His eyes avoid the bruises and cuts as he runs the washcloth over his body. Wiping away the blood and dead seed (but not the shame). He pulled the still miraculously, clean pants up. He walked back into the bedroom, ignoring the vampire who sat watching him. Without a word he turned to leave.

"I'll see you later, Lover." His voice was eerily gentle yet it rang with a violent love.

Xander stumbled but kept moving.

Takes the bus to her job downtown,
She said: "I'm ok, don't worry about me"
Now she thinks to herself: "Hey what just happened to me?"
I told him that I thought it was over told him that I wanted to leave,
He used to touch me so nice when we first met,
I never dreamed he would hit me,
I never dreamed he would hold me down....

Xander sat staring numbly out of the bus window. His body screamed in protest at every jolt, but it was drowned out by the litany of denial from his mind.

Nothing is wrong. I... I just shouldn't have.

The bus rolled to a stop. Xander stood slowly, climbing off at his stop. He stared up at the school, shaking himself once before going in.

I'm O.K.

Maybe if he said it enough times it would be true.

She said: "Don't worry about me. I won't worry about you."
"I don't want to be friends", she said, "I'm ok"
Just leave me alone, just leave me alone....

Crystal blue eyes gazed into wounded brown eyes. He had no idea why he gave a damn. Maybe because he reminded him of Drusilla. Maybe it was the stubborn courage when he was offered up as a snack. Maybe it was the beauty of the soul that lay trapped in it's own hell. Maybe. But one thing was certain. It was.

"E's going to kill you, mate. Or turn you. Either way your dead if you stay," said the blonde vampire. He sat watching the dark-haired mortal as they waited on Angelus'. Xander stared down at the wheel-chair bound vampire.

"He won't. He... he loves me. I just... I just make him mad. He doesn't mean to." His voice a bare whisper.

"Yeah, right. He doesn't mean to. Sure. What's yer 'effin problem?" snarled the blonde. "Are you blind or just terminally stupid?"

"What do you care? He just does it for my own good. I shouldn't have said I was leaving. He saved me and... and..."

When it was obvious the boy wasn't going to continue Spike rolled over to him. "And what pet? You deserve it? It's how you know he cares? It gives 'im the right to treat you like shit?"

Silence.

Spike reached out running his fingers across the bruised cheek. "Don't 'ave to stay with someone who makes you cry. I know your nervous but listen to me you deserve so much more than what he gives you. Don't hold on to your pain - just let it go."

They both turned at Drusilla's delighted cry of "Daddy."

Xander backed away from the vampire quickly. "I don't know what your trying to do but I don't need your help. I'm fine everything's fine. Don't worry about me. I won't worry about you. I don't wanna be friends. I'm OK. Just leave me alone."

She said: "Don't worry about me. I won't worry about you."
She said: "I'm ok don't worry about me"
"I don't want to be friends"
Just leave me alone, just leave me alone....

Xander turned to the door trying to gage his lover's mood.

Angelus smiled gently at Xander. "Come here, lover. I'll make it all better."

*******

Don't worry about me, don't worry about me

Crystal blue eyes watched as the mortal hurried to the older vampire.

Can't 'elp it pet.

Crystal blue eyes watched as the mortal walked away.

Still can't 'elp it.

fin

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