Title: All Within My Hands

Rating: PG13

Pairing: Xander/Angelus

Disclaimer: Not mine, no money being made.

Warnings: Songfic! (kinda dark)

Summary: A follow up to “The Worst Hangover Ever”

Distribution: http://www.geocities.com/kiwileesa2000/jameschick

A/N: Song is "All Within My Hands", by Metallica.

Looking on as his newest childe blinked open his eyes to his first night of unlife, Angelus let an evil smile curl his lips. He never would’ve pegged Xander Harris as being capable of giving his souled counterpart a moment of perfect happiness, but it had happened. He decided to reward him for it by giving him eternity. He made a surprisingly beautiful vampire, and he couldn’t wait to teach him his place.


*All within my hands
Squeeze it in, crush it down
All with my hands
Hold it dear, hold it suffocate*


Angelus wasted no time in chaining his naked, beautiful boy to the hook in the ceiling. There was something about the idea of his back striped with bleeding lashes that made him want to keep him, and hurt him, for ever.


*All within my hands
Love to death, smack you ’round and ’round and
All within my hands
Beware*


He needed Xander. Needed him in a way he’d never needed another before. He was without family this time around, Darla being so much dust in the wind and Dru run off to Satan knows where. There was still Spike of course, but Spike was souled now, permanently so and with the slayer. Besides that, he and Spike had never much cared for one another. Xander was different, Xander was his and his alone. He could do anything to the boy and he would stay. He had control.


*Love is control
I’ll die if I let go*


Game faced, growling and hard as rock, Angelus dropped the whip and stepped up behind Xander. His childe was almost to the point of collapse, but stubbornly he refused to let go. Angelus appreciated a challenge. He wrapped his hands around Xander’s neck and squeezed.


*Hate me now
Kill all within my hands
Hate me now
Crush all within my hands
Squeeze all within my hands
Choke all within my hands
Hate me now
Trap all within my hands
Hurry up and hate me now
Kill all within my hands*


Oxygen didn’t matter to the undead, but the pain of preternaturally strong hands closing around your throat still hurt. And Xander was so young that his body forgot it didn’t need to breath and he struggled. The scent of his fear permeated the room. Angelus loosened his grip, and as Xander stopped struggling and began to relax, he tightened it once again.


*All within my hands
Take your fear, pump me up
All within my hands
Let you run, then I pull my leash*


“I am your Lord and Master, childe.” Angelus whispered smoothly into Xander’s ear as he roughly grabbed his cock and balls in one hand and squeezed. “I could destroy you with a thought.”


*All within my hands
Under thumb, under to myself
All within my hands
Beware*


Xander nodded and closed his eyes in defeat. He should have known that Angelus had no feeling for him, that he was turned merely as a temporary distraction, a plaything. Still, it hurt to have his fears confirmed.


*Love is control
I’ll die if I let go*


Seeing the defeat in Xander’s face, Angelus smiled. Such a pretty toy to play with, a pretty toy to break. He would have his hatred, his childe’s. Hatred was a far stronger emotion than love; hatred burned itself into your heart far deeper than love ever could.


*Hate me now
Kill all within my hands
Hate me now
Crush all within my hands
Squeeze all within my hands
Choke all within my hands
Hate me now
Trap all within my hands
Hurry up and hate me now
Kill all within my hands again*


“I’m not going to kill you, childe. By the time I’m finished, you may wish I had though.” Angelus released Xander’s genitals and stepped back from him to look him over. There were bruises on his body, cuts and lashes that were already starting to heal. That wouldn’t do, he’d need to hurt him again, harder this time. He didn’t want the bruises to fade, after all. They were a sign of his affection. A sign of his love.


*I’ll die if I let go
Control is love, love is control
I’ll fall if I let go
Control is love, love is control*


“You’re mine Xander, mine to keep, mine to punish and break and bleed. I will do whatever I wish to you, you have no say. If you please me, you will be rewarded, but if you anger me...” Angelus trailed off and Xander shuddered at the look in his eyes. “Have you ever seen a vampire that hasn’t been allowed to feed? It’s not a pretty site.” Angelus grinned at the flash of fear that passed over his childe’s face. “Everything you receive, the clothes you will wear, the blood you will drink, will be because I allow it.”


*I will only let you breathe
My air that you receive
Then we’ll see if I let you love me*


Grasping Xander’s chin in his hand, Angelus raised the boys face and looked him in the eye. “Are these terms acceptable to you, or do you wish me to end your existence right now?”

Xander’s tongue slipped out between his lips to moisten them before speaking. “I accept, Master. I am yours.” Angelus smiled. He had chosen well this time. This childe would not disappoint him.


*Kill kill kill kill kill*