Title: Punishment
Author: Slaygaluk
Rating: RAngelus threw Wil on the large four poster bed, quickly chaining him to the antique dark wood before his childe swam back to consciousness. Wil had been insolent to Darla, again, and Angelus was furious. He knew Darla would stake his boy unless he started behaving in a more respectful manner and he refused to lose his golden childe.
Wil slowly focussed on the enraged vampire who was reaching into the large chest at the side of the bed. Angelus pulled out a large whip and turned to the blond, an evil smirk appearing on his demonic face. Wil paled, fear creating a large knot in his stomach as he realised his predicament.
Angelus stripped off his shirt and flexed the whip looking down at the trembling figure on the bed. "You've been disrespectful to your elders and betters boy, time to pay the price."
The slight vampire flinched at the look in his sire's eyes. Arousal warred with rage on that beloved face. He knew he was in for a long and pain filled night. He watched silently as his sire raised the whip, knowing anything he said would only prolong the pain. He knew in the end it would be worth it but first...
The whip whistled through the air and sliced through his skin. The young vampire struggled not to make a sound as the pain burned through him.
"Good boy, you'll learn eventually." Angelus raised his arm again.
[several hours later]
Wil groaned as he woke, pain raging through his body. He doubted there was a single inch of his skin that was unbroken.
"Back with me now childe?" Angelus stalked into Wil's view, naked and hard.
"You're not going to enjoy this Wil, when are you going to learn to respect your elders?" Angelus shook his head at the restrained vampire bleeding on the bed.
He crawled onto the bed, moving up over Wil's battered body and resting his weight on the smaller vampire, enjoying the shudder that skittered through his childe. "Why do you make me do this to you my boy, my beautiful Wil"
"Cos ya know I'm here when ya beating on me" Wil's voice was hoarse from the screams of pain that Angelus had eventually forced from him.
Angelus raised an eyebrow. "I know ya here, I can feel ya." He gave a gentle thrust and Wil couldn't hold back the moan as their cocks rubbed together and unconsciously he began to thrust gently.
Dipping his head, the brunette nuzzled into his childe's neck. "Ya smell so sweet, so tasty, in fact I think I'll have meself a little taste right now." With that his gameface came to the fore and his fangs slid into the alabaster skin stretched taut over Wil's neck.
Wil groaned loudly, heat pooling in his groin as he felt his Sire pull on the wound, drinking down his very essence. He could feel the little strength he had remaining leaving through the wound in his throat and gradually his slight thrusting slowed and stopped.