~The Fall~

~Chapter Two:~
~Fall into Hell~

The next morning Xander's nose was teased with smells of bacon, eggs, sausage and even pancakes. He rolled over rubbing at his nose, thinking it was nothing but a dream. As he rolled over he realized his personal AC unit was MIA, but there was still a slightly warm indention where the body had lain. That meant that Spike hadn't gotten up too long ago.

Getting up slowly, rubbing the sleep from his eyes, Xander donned a pair of sweat pants and tied the laces. He stopped though, turning his head listening to a strange sound wafting though the basement along with the delicious smells. It almost sounded like… humming.

Xander started to search for source and was lead to the kitchen, or what passed as a kitchen in the basement. He walked in and saw the missing pale body standing in front of the stove, in only a pair of jeans, humming while eggs fried. It made Xander smile a moment, this seemed so… domestic. It was a nice distraction from the thought of the nomadic life he was about to take on. He was sure that he and Spike would settle somewhere for a while, but he doubted they'd stay there for long.

That suited him just fine; he wanted to see the world. Xander leaned against the door jam and watched Spike for a moment. The vampire must have been absorbed in what he was doing because the humming hadn't stopped which meant he hadn't noticed Xander behind him yet. "Smells good." The moment Xander spoke Spike jumped a mile. He turned staring at Xander.

"Oi! Ya stalker! Gotta put a bell on you or something…" Spike then turned back to the stove. "Think ya jump started my heart…"

"Were you humming?" Xander asked as he came up behind the miffed brit.

"I was not! I was… mumbling. Yeah, that's it I was…" He stopped in midsentence as Xander stepped up behind him and started to nuzzle into his neck. "Mumbling… Yeah that feels good; give it a nibble pet… oh like that." Spike tilted his head.

Xander looked over to what Spike had been cooking. The vampire had dropped the spatula to enjoy the things the boy behind him was doing. Xander picked it up and checked the eggs to see if they were done while he continued to distract Spike. "Mmm , your so easy Spike."

"Yeah? You try havin sex with the bloody slayer and Harmony the wonder bitch. We'll see how needy you are after that." Spike, having been brought out of the spell Xander was weaving on him just nibbling on the vampire's neck, went back to cooking. "Get some plates will you, this is almost done."

Xander just smiled a bit, moving away from Spike as he went search in the cupboard for plates. He brought them back over just as spike was taking the food off the heat. "I never thought I'd see Spike making me breakfast."

"Want your strength up don't I? Don't need you passing out on me when I'm pounding into you for the fourth time today." He gave Xander a smirk and Xander couldn't stop the obviously unmanly squeak that came from his mouth.

"Fourth? I guess being with Anya the Insatiable will pay off… Our record is 6." Xander got his plate of food together from the other things Spike had already cooked; sausage, bacon, toast, a couple pancakes even. Spike grabbed the jar of Xander's jelly out for him and then grabbed the jar of import for himself.

As he walked by Xander to get to the small table he brushed against the boy, "be prepared to break that record pet, it's one thing to have been a demon, it's another to be a demon at the time. Our stamina is second to none." He gave a nip to Xander's ear as he made it to the table and sat down with his own food. In addition to Spike's plate he had a large mug of blood to dunk things in.

Xander shivered at the thought of breaking his and Anya's previous record. He had no doubt if Spike put his mind to it, he'd have no trouble doing it. He just hoped he survived the encounter; after all he was only human, even if he had been possessed by a hyena demon at one time. He sat next to Spike with his food. "Well, thanks for making this Spike, it looks really good." And being the garbage disposal that Spike remembered the boy to be, he dug into the food and shoveled it into his mouth.

Spike watched for a moment, fork full of food poised to enter his own mouth, "slow down pet, before you give yourself the hiccups." He then ate what was on his fork and poured some of the blood over his eggs and mixed the still runny yolks with it. He then grabbed some of his toast and used it to mop up the mess.

"I am not going to get the hiccups and can I just say: ew…" He looked at the bloody mess on Spike's plate and shook his head. "It doesn't disgust me as much as it use to but I just hope it tastes good to you."

"It does actually, I started doing it to gross you lot out but after a while I started thinking of new things to dip in my blood." Spike cut up his sausage and ate that with the eggs. "And you will get the hiccups if you don't slow down, it's happened before. You come home from some crappy job or another, grab a bowl of the highest sugar content cereal in the house, and start shoveling it down your gullet. Next thing I hear is your hiccups."

"I did not!" Xander looked down at his plate knowing Spike was right. "Maybe once in a while, but it wasn't the highest sugar content; sometimes I had some of your wettabix…"

"You…" Spike shook his head with a smile, "you're a naughty one, stealing my already stolen contraband. I'm a bad influence on you pet, next you'll be stealing Red's cookies right out of her cookie jar." Spike saw the somewhat guilty look on Xander's face and his mouth opened, "No… you already did that! Ohhhh, I think it's time for rehab. How will we ever bring back the white hat? I and Red are just gona have to stage an intervention…"

Xander threw a slice of his toast at Spike. "I am not like that."

The toast hit Spike right in the cheek and he flinched a bit. "Oi! Throwing things now huh, you just keep getting worse and worse." He tossed a piece of egg at Xander who ducked it and threw his own. Before long they were actually laughing and when breakfast had been eaten or thrown, Xander helped Spike clean up the mess and he started to get ready for work.

Spike watched him thoughtfully. "Gona have to decide what to do about your job Xan, I want to take you out of here but can't if you got that job to go to every day."

Xander stopped buttoning up his collar and looked up at Spike. "Yeah, I know, and I do want to get out of here. What do you think?" Spike raised a brow, that Xander was giving him the choice, "I mean, after last night you kind of are the boss of me." Xander reached up and touched the mark on his shoulder. "I'm not stupid or ignorant, I know what this means."

Spike walked over, laying his unlit cigarette down on the end table, and sat next to Xander. "Never thought you were stupid or ignorant, I think you're the smartest of the bunch. You never really saw things as black an white like the slayer. That's her one fault. Not everything is: Humans=good, demons=evil. Some of the most inhuman beings can be humans. Take the initiative for example; they did some of the most inhuman things to the demons they had captured, thinking the demons were unfeeling things they could play with. It was beyond wrong."

Xander put an arm around Spike, seeing him slowly slipping down from talking about the people who neutered him. "I know Spike, trust me I know. That's why I never approved of Buffy bringing Captain Cardboard in the group. It was just wrong."

Spike looked up at Xander as he sat next to him on the bed. Slowly they kissed the tenderest kiss either had ever experienced, all feelings being conveyed in that single action. While Xander's arms slipped around Spike to bring him closer, Spike's hand came up and threaded though Xander's hair to hold the boy still for a throughout kissing. Before the kiss could turn into anything more, however, Xander gently pulled Spike off him. "I really do need to go to work."

"Don't… don't go Xan. Just blow them off. We'll start packing today; now, hop in the car an stick around long enough for you to talk to Red. Hoping she doesn't get a chance to try to turn me into a toad but it's worth the risk." Spike was gently brushing some hair out of Xander's face, looking at the boy just really looking at him.

"If she did I'd just kiss you…" He smiled at the tender look in Spike's eyes at that. "And I need to go to work I can't just not show up. I gotta give them some kind of notice or how would I get a job anywhere else?"

Spike snorted a laugh setting back on the bed. "Always the white hat, go on then. Before I decide to keep you instead and shag you hard."

Xander smiled and leaned over kissing Spike gently, "I'll be back before you know it, don't worry." He got up from the bed, grabbed a few things, and went out the door. Spike sighed looking around, trapped by the sun and with nothing to do. He was one poor vampire. He decided in the end to crawl back into bed, in Xander's warm spot, and go back to sleep a while.

However sleep did not come to the vampire. He was left with thoughts about the residents upstairs and the thrice damned chip in his head. There had to be a way to at least deactivate it. According to 'Xander's Law' the more complicated the tiny piece of technology is, the easier it is to muck it up. Or something like that, Xander was always mucking something up like that.

Spike lay on his back, looking up at the ceiling trying to wrack his brain for everything he knew about technology. He learned a few things over the years; he wasn't the kind of vampire to be stuck in the past. He knew large amounts of sudden electricity, such as a lightning strike, would muck up any electronic device. Unfortunately he wasn't sure he'd even survive a lightning strike let alone destroy the chip.

Another thing he knew was that magnetic fields screwed with electronics a lot too. That little piece of information could be proven by simply holding a magnet up to any computer screen. The discoloration that followed it showed how the magnetic field messed with it. So, Spike figured, he could always test that out. There have never been any known cases of vampires getting fried by magnets that just sounded silly.

A third option to him, he decided, was to find someone who knew enough about chips to reprogram it. Of course he'd probably be more likely to get struck by that lightning bolt than to find anyone who knew enough about the chip. According to the government none of this ever existed, let alone any specialists in the field.

So, in the end, Spike decided the best bet was to test out the electric shock or magnetic field theory. If he tried electricity it wasn't like he could just go stick his fingers into the nearest outlet. He'd have to find something close to the composition of his chip. It wouldn't be that hard to find a test subject to use. Then see what intensity of electricity would fry it and do that. Ultimately that'd probably leave the chip fused together into a lump of useless metal.

Finally decided there was going to be no sleep to be had at the moment he grabbed the phone. He had to get into contact with a few of his minions and threaten bloody death if they didn't do as he said. Once he had this chip situation taken care of, things would just fall into place.

***

Xander put his key into the door and turned it. He opened the door down to the basement of doom and stood there a moment. Things were quiet, too quiet. He was almost tempted to say his vampire was up to something. My vampire…? Xander wasn't too disturbed by that train of thought. After the bonding they did last night he realized, in retrospect, that they did belong to each other now.

Xander shrugged and walked down the stairs carrying a couple bags of goodies. It was well after nightfall before he could finally get home. Having decided to stop off and buy Spike some blood along with a few other treats before arriving home, he hoped the bleached menace appreciated the thought, because his excursions had cut into possible shagging time.

"No, scratch that…" Xander decided "That's the thought he'd appreciate." Xander snickered and got to the bottom of the steps and looked around. He frowned when he didn't see his new lover anywhere in sight. He walked the few steps to the kitchen and dropped his burden before taking a second look around. "Spiiiikkkeeee…" He sang in an annoying voice. "I got some treats… picked up your blood and some snacks. I also made a little trip to the out of the way sex store… And picked up something you might like."

Xander jumped when said vampire exited the bathroom with only a thin towel perched on his hips. Upon second inspection he noticed the bathroom literally steaming as though it were a sauna. Xander wondered just how high Spike had the temperature of the water set. He looked back to the evil undead walking around in his basement, appreciating how precariously that towel was draped across his lower area, silently willing it to fall.

"That's great poodle. I'll expect to see it on you later. For now I gotta step out." He removed the towel from his hips and Xander thought his heart would stop, watching such gorgeous jewels sway as Spike toweled his hair dry. "I got some business to take care of. And you had better remember to breath. I don't need you passin out on me from just staring at my gorgeous arse."

Xander snapped his mouth closed, forced himself to take a breath, and licked dry lips while watching Spike dry the rest of himself. Damn the vampire was sex on a stick… "Business you say? Can I come along, be kind of boring setting around here all alone."

Spike took that moment to go into the kitchen where the bags sit and started to rummage though one. He used one finger to pick up a set of leather cuffs and smirked over at Xander. "Ohhh, Xan-pet you have been naughty. I suppose you can come with, if you wear these… There better be a matching collar in here or we'll have to stop on the way for one."

Xander swallowed his nonexistent spit in as his mouth began to dry. "Y-yeah that won't be a problem, totally for the whole pet of a vampire thing. I mean, that's like the safest place to be in the middle of a demon bar right?"

Spike chuckled "well if you discount the demon who is holding your leash then I suppose so. Hmm, I like these pet, they got spikes on 'em, no doubt who you'd belong to, good choice."

Spike did, indeed, find a matching collar. One that was two inches wide and also had large spikes around it. Spike stalked over to Xander's side, holding the collar, and came so close to Xander he could feel the cool puff of breath as the other man spoke. "If you come with me, with these on, you better be ready to do everything I say without hesitation. To place your trust in me to take care of you an protect you no mater what. If you can't do that, then you had better stay 'ome."

Despite Spike's nude state, there was no doubt who was in charge. Xander took only took a second to consider that before nodding. "I can do that." He looked up to Spike who just smirked.

"Well see about that tonight then. Consider this a test run, pet. You disappoint me and I'll have to consider that you don't want to do it this way. Make me proud and you will be amply rewarded later…" Spike ran the length of his tongue up behind Xander's ear and that made him shiver in pleasure. "Dress in the best thing you have, no Hawaiian shirts or I'll shred em the moment you come out wearing it, and no underwear. Put the cuffs on but not the collar, I'll do that myself, and when I do put it on it won't come off unless I take it off you. Is that understood?"

Xander only nodded frantically, realizing a second later Spike might want a verbal answer. "Yes, sir." Xander once again stiffened as Spike advanced on him again, after moving away only a second ago.

"Hmm, that's nice but… I like Master Spike better. Call me Master Spike." Spike stood mere inches away from Xander.

"Yes, Master Spike." Xander uttered in his huskiest voice possible. He did rather well, reminding himself that Spike was stalking him as sexual prey instead of for food.

Spike grinned at that, loving to hear the boy call him that after so long they had been enemies. He'd show the wankers out in the demon world he was NOT a pet vampire to the slayer. Instead he had a pet of his own, one that use to work for the slayer herself. "Good boy, and remember anything I tell you to do you had better do without hesitation. Or I may need to pull your pants down in front of everyone there at the bar and give you a spanking."

He watched as Xander nodded and backed off, it wouldn't be good to crowed the boy too much. He needed space to think. He had no doubt with hit being the first time out Xander might hesitate at a few commands, but he didn't doubt that Xander would do them. So Spike was prepared to be lenient tonight, it wouldn't be good to push the boy too hard when he is only just starting to get his legs under him. "And as a pet of a master vampire you will be trained to protect yourself Xan. If ever anyone tries to touch you and I don't see or I am not there to see, you will do what you must to protect yourself. If it ever comes to that it'll be my fault for not being there so if anyone has any problems I'll take the heat, understood?"

Xander nodded "Yes, Master Spike." Spike nodded at the reply, his boy learned fast. No way was he as unintelligent as so many people made him out to be, or that he let on. He was very intelligent, most of his experience coming from the streets.

"Good, now go get dressed. Like I said nothing Hawaiian, solid color will do just fine. Preferably leather if you have any but I'd be happy to see anything besides such horrid colorful shirts you have." Spike said as he grabbed his own clothes. He got on the usual black t-shirt and jeans. He threaded the belt though the loops and by the time he was getting a pair of socks on he noticed Xander had gone to do as he was told. He smiled, the boy was going to be a lot of fun training.

First thing's first though, take care of the chip problem. Once that was taken care of he'd enjoy ripping those bastards upstairs apart. He'd just need to plan it out. He wanted plenty of time to do it. And he wanted Xander as far away from the place as possible. So that meant possibly at work, preferably the day they left. Spike lit up a cigarette while he pondered what he was going to do. Killing the Harris's and then getting the hell out of Dodge sounded like the best plan. He finished lacing his boots and sat back.

Xander came out and Spike was impressed. Leather pants, probably left over from his time with the demon chit and a simple pull over black polo shirt. The leather showed off the package in front and that was something that Spike was very happy about. His boy was well endowed and he planned to show off his prize. In addition to the clothes were leather cuffs studded with metal spikes. The spikes on the cuffs were small, so he wouldn't hurt himself when Xander's hands were chained behind his back.

Spike made a motion for Xander to come over to him. The boy did just that and knelt in place. "Good boy, see you've done a little research about this huh? That's good; you'll know what I expect." Spike leaned over and put the collar around Xander's neck, buckling it in place. "Remember what I said, this doesn't come off unless I take it off."

Xander sat stock still as Spike worked. "Yes, Master Spike" he replied easily and once Spike had finished he leaned over to place a kiss on the doc martins on Spike's feet.

Spike smirked, "Before we leave I want you to go put away all the goodies you bought before coming 'ome. Don't need any of 'em to spoil while we're out. Now go on, I'll be waiting right here." Xander stood and moved to do as he was told. He still hadn't put any shoes on yet and he figured Spike would tell him what to put on his feet. He wasn't sure what went with his current ensemble.

Putting the blood away in the bottom of the fridge and the chocolates up in the cupboard he put everything in its place before coming back over and kneeling at Spike's feet, signaling he was finished. Spike stood after finishing the last puff of his cigarette and stubbing it out. He had in his hand the leash that went with the collar and stood there. "Right go get on a pair of shoes pet, any will do for now. Just make it fast I'm ready to go."

Xander scrambled up and as fast as he could he put socks on his feet before stepping into his sneakers and tying them. He went to Spike and before he could kneel Spike attached the leash. "Right, we're off." As they passed the table by the door he grabbed Xander's keys and stuffed them into his pocket. "Remember pet, trust me in everything." Xander just nodded and grabbed his wallet, handing it to Spike. He doubted that a wallet sticking out of his leather pants, as tight as they were, would look very good either.

Spike nodded taking the wallet and sticking it into a hidden pocket inside his duster. Spike looked back at him. "Remember to stay close to me pet, if you think we might get separated you grab my hand. But I doubt it will happen." He watched Xander nod and he led the way out into the dark streets of Sunnydale.

***

When they entered the demon bar that Spike had brought them to, Xander wasn't sure if he should run away into the night, hoping to get home and hide under his sheets so no big monsters would get him, or move as close to the back of the very demon he'd followed into the night, to ensure that they wouldn't become separated.

On the outside the bar looked to be small, like The Bronze. However, on the inside it was huge. Two levels of demons, some leading a few humans around, crowded the place. The second level looked to be mostly a balcony that overlooked the floor beneath. Xander looked around, if Buffy had known there were this many demons really in Sunnydale, the girl might have gone insane at the thought of having to slay them all.

"Best you keep your eyes down pet, but chin up. You should be proud to be my pet, but keeping your eyes down is best…" Xander heard Spike's voice as the brit looked over his shoulder. Xander quickly complied; he didn't need any of the other demons in the joint to get the wrong idea. It was his idea to tag along, so he was going to do just as Spike told him.

Spike stood, surveying the club. There were a few demons here that he recognized and had fights with before. Needless to say he won the fights so he shouldn't need to worry about them causing him trouble. The only reason he worried was for his new lover. If a fight were to break out between him and another demon the last thing he needed was Xander there, accidently in the middle. He'd protect his boy, but he wouldn't actively seek trouble tonight.

Spike quickly lit up a cigarette, needing the distraction, as there was one particular demon he spotted on the other side of the club. He was 9 foot of disgusting slime covered antlers. The very same Chaos Demon who he had caught Drusilla with. Seems his dark princess had moved on, leaving another broken heart in her wake. He did not need to come in contact with that demon tonight. So, setting a course for the other side of the bar, well away from the demon, he led his pet though to get a drink before settling down and waiting for his minions.

Having made it to the bar without any wrong looks or needless bantering by other demons, Spike ordered himself whisky. He looked back at Xander, "Want anything, pet?"

Xander was surprised when Spike asked if he wanted a drink. He had originally assumed that he was to remain quiet as if he weren't there and only speak if spoken to by his master. "Yes, master, a beer please?"

For his perfect use of manors Spike leaned back, pulling Xander close and kissing him, "Very nice pet, had I known putting you on a leash would get you to speak so nicely I'd have done it long ago." He smiled and Xander blushed looking down.

Spike grinned and then turned back to the bar tender, who Xander noticed was another kind of demon, a Kyrall demon if he recalled correctly. She looked to have scales instead of skin and a long tail complete with fins on the end. She had horns that circled her head like a halo and reminded him of ram's horns, but Xander knew that she was far from holy. She had ridges along her head, almost like a crown of horns, and her blue tinged scales seemed to shimmer in the low light. She was pretty, for a demon. Spike ordered Xander's beer and watched the girl demon open it.

Once drinks were in hand Spike handed Xander his and led him toward a couch in the center of the club, with a low growl the occupants vacated and Spike plopped down and pointed to his feet. Without needing to be told what Spike wanted Xander dropped to his knees where Spike had pointed and sat his drink on the low table next to him.

"Now pet, we wait. There are few associates of mine that are supposed to meet me here. When they show, you pay them no attention. Your attention remains on me at all times. In fact you're actually higher up in the food chain then these particular minions, being my pet an all." Spike looked around to scan the other demons once again, and looked back down at Xander.

Xander realized he was suppose to say something and came out of his daze. "Yes, Master Spike." Spike's hand fell into Xander's sable hair and began to massage his scalp appreciatively. "Master?" Xander wasn't sure how to ask Spike a question, if he was even allowed to.

"You can say and ask anything you want Xander, as long as you do it respectfully." Spike took a sip of his Jack Daniels and enjoyed the pleasant burn down his throat.

Xander nodded trying to think of the best way to pose the question. "What exactly are these minions researching for you, Master Spike?"

Spike looked down at Xander for a long moment. "You would ask that…" He rubbed the back of his neck. "I'm not sure you really wana hear this Xan, and I don't want you to hate me for the answer." He saw Xander waiting expectantly and he sighed, hoping Xander would understand. "They are looking for ways to neutralize the chip in my head."

Xander looked up at Spike, he didn't look angry at all, or upset. In fact he looked excited, "And did they find a way Master Spike?"

Spike smiled, silently thanking the gods that watch over demons that Xander seemed to understand and be for the removal of the chip. "That's why we're here pet, to find out if they found anything that can be used."

Xander nodded and then looked up at Spike. "You said you wouldn't hurt my friends, right Master Spike?"

Spike rubbed Xander's head, "Yes, I promised didn't I? I don't go back on a promise. My first concern is your parents." He looked at Xander squarely, "Unless you'd rather I not kill them."

"I couldn't care less… um, Master Spike." He just remembered to add Master at the end. "They…" Xander didn't need to finish that statement.

"I know pet, trust me I know. Now, come on up here with master yeah?" He patted the couch cushion next to him and Xander climbed up next to Spike. Spike laced his fingers into Xander's hair and brought the boy down so he was lying with his head in Spike's lap. He then began to massage said scalp. "Need to amuse ourselves while we wait for those minions to get here…" And give you something to do other then think about those bastards… Spike thought as he rubbed Xander's head. "Take me out pet."

Xander's head shot up then. "Master?"

"You heard me, take me out." Spike gave him that look that said you will regret disobeying me. He was sure Xander didn't mean to do such a thing; he was just thrown when told to take Spike out like that.

"Master Spike, here? In front of others?" Xander sounded so unsure that Spike almost caved… almost.

Grabbing a handful of the sable locks on top of Xander's head he jerked the boy's head up so they were face to face. "I know I didn't stutter pet, I want you to take me out in front of all the other demons here and suck me. If you don't then I'll throw you over this table and give you the hardest spanking you've ever had…"

Xander didn't wait long enough to give a response, when he was released he went down to Spike's pants and did as Spike told him. It reminded him that he had no time for humiliation. If Spike wanted him to do this then it was probably for his own good, or wanted to show off how good of a pet he was. Either way, he had to trust Spike.

And Xander hadn't been very far from the truth at all, there were many demons watching and Spike wanted to show what a good boy Xander was, and that he belonged to Spike with out any questions. Many recognized the boy as the Slayer's lapdog. And seeing Xander in Spike's lap, sucking the vampire's cock, would gain Spike a lot of respect in the demon community which was good for the both of them. The more demons respected and/or feared Spike, the less likely they were to try and snatch his boy away.

Once Spike's impressive cock was released from his tight jeans Xander's hot mouth decended on it. Spike mmmed appreciatively as Xander's warm mouth sucked on him. He sat there enjoying the boy for a moment before Xander heard two voices address Spike. When Xander moved to lift his head Spike's hand kept him in place. It was as good as a command.

"Master Spike, we've come as you requested." Xander was able to look out of the corner of his eye to see two vampires, one male one female, addressing Spike. The female was the one talking. She had long black hair with red streaks in it. The male behind her had short brown hair that stuck up in spikes and a goatee. Xander continued what he was doing.

"Good, what have you two found for me?" Spike rubbed the back of Xander's head, Xander kept an ear on the conversation, not wanting to be one out of the loop, but did as Spike bid him to.

The girl stepped forward handing Spike a folder with papers in it. "Surprisingly enough you are not the first to research a way to disable the chip, Master Spike. Other demons who have escaped the Initiative and other organizations like it have looked into it. There are a number of options but the most common one is having another demon disable it. There are a race of demons, the Loc'niar, who can manipulate electrical fields. They've successfully disabled chips similar to yours before and we've contacted one who is in the area who'd be willing to do this."

Spike continued to rub the back of Xander's head, and looked at the contense of the folder. His hand slowly tracked down Xander's back until he reached the edge of the leather pants. His cool hand slipped below and Xander's eyes rolled back as a sneaky finger began playing with his hole.

It was then the male vampire spoke up. "Master Spike I notice your new pet, that wouldn't be the Slayer's lapdog would it? I've only seen him once or twice myself."

Spike looked up at the two vampires before closing the folder and setting it on the table he had his feet up on. "As it just so happens, it is. The boy is under my protection, as are his friends. That includes the slayer. Spread the word."

The girl came forward a little and examined Xander. She looked at Spike, "You intend to take over the hellmouth?"

Spike waived his hand, as if bored, "No, I do not. A few lowly humans under my protection is not taking over the hellmouth. The slayer I expect can usually take care of herself; it's the rest of them she associates with that my pet considers friends that are under my protection. If I hear any of them being hunted, mistreated, or harmed in any way they will answer to William the Bloody."

The girl bowed, taking his response. "Is there any other way we can serve you, Master Spike?" The male behind her seemed as though he didn't like having one of the slayerettes there, even as his master's pet. The female however seemed accepting of this, perhaps even happy for Spike.

Spike smiled "Thank you for asking, Serina. I'd like you to find my pet here some new clothes, preferably silks and leather and not something you get off a dead body… he would not much like that… I'll give you access to an account to pay for the clothes and something for yourself while your at it." Spike wrote some numbers down on the folder which he'd been looking though. "These are his sizes, I expect to see something by tomorrow night."

Serina bowed, "yes Master Spike, you will not be disappointed. May I see his eyes, so to know what kind of colors to get for him?"

"You heard her pet, let's see those gorgeous chocolate eyes of yours." Spike said as he placed a hand under Xander's chin and lifted. Xander's head lifted up as Spike guided him and the boy looked up fully at the vampires. He looked on, unafraid of the vampires who stared back at him.

"He is very handsome Master Spike, I'm sure you are the envy of many here." She wrote a few notes on the folder in her hand, under Xander's measurements, before addressing them again. "I'll have the clothes by tomorrow night, where should I bring them?"

"Bring them by my crypt, you lot know where that is. If I'm not there just leave them and I'll pick them up eventually." By this time Spike had Xander's head down, and his mouth back to work on his cock. He wasn't about to give the vampires Xander's address, needing an invite to get in or not, he'd not risk the boy that way. He planned to stay with the boy until they left too, so giving them the crypt address also ensured that if any other demons found out they'd search the crypt first, a place Spike wouldn't be.

The girl bowed, "very good Master Spike," she then turned, taking her vampire companion with her, and left to do as her master bid.

As soon as they were gone Spike lifted Xander's head again and laid a soft kiss against his swollen lips. "You did so very good pet, that's exactly what I wanted. You pay them no attention as they are unimportant to us." He kissed Xander once more to drive home his point and smiled. "Now, tuck me back in, it's about time we left."

"But I'm still hungry Master Spike, I was hoping for some cream…" Xander pulled off that utterly innocent look as his mouth promised such dirty things.

Spike laughed, "Oh you are incorrigible pet. Remind me to reward you when we get home." He convinced Xander to tuck his penis back in and zip him up and got up. "I'm not really ready to go home, the night is still young pet, do you have any suggestions?"

Spike had left Xander kneeling on the couch and the boy watched him curiously while thinking. "We could go get stuff from your crypt, Master Spike. So you can stay with me."

Spike nodded at that, "That's a fine idea pet, and then we can figure out what to do next. I'm sure we can find a way to have some kind of fun in this town."

Xander nodded at that, "Of course, Master Spike, anything you want."

Spike pulled Xander against his body, kissing the boy in a dominant way. "Damn right whatever I want." He smiled and pulled Xander off the couch, "Come on then, the night is still young." Xander smiled as he easily trailed behind the vampire. He'd follow this man into whatever hell they may face, without question. As that was the power of love.