Title: Control
Author: Xanfan
Rating: NC-17/Mature Audiences
Pairing: X/A
Summary: Inspired by a request from Spaders_bitch for the Autumn of Angel LJ Community. Hyena!
Xander thinks Angel would make the perfect pack leader.
Spoilers: Season 1, esp. The Pack
Warnings: Slash
Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective
owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way
associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is
intended.
A/N: I’m rearranging some of the locations that things happened in and a little timing, but not much. And
we know Angel is a vampire, but the others haven’t found out, yet.
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Angel eased into the library of Sunnydale High School from the tunnel access he had found. He didn’t
have anything cryptic to tell Buffy, but he occasionally dropped by the school library to check on things,
as it seemed that the call of the Hellmouth was pretty strong there.
He walked in on a very interesting sight. Buffy’s friend Xander was stalking her around the room,
growling and yipping at her.
Angel held back as he wasn’t sure what the situation was.
Suddenly, Xander backed Buffy into a corner behind the research table and grabbed her arms. She
struggled to fight him off and free herself. Angel wondered for a moment if she had lost her strength, but
he soon realized that no, Buffy hadn’t lost her strength - Xander had gained some.
Angel walked from behind the stacks and reached over the rail, grabbing Xander by his collar and easily
plucking him off Buffy and tossing him over the table. He then jumped from his place on the second
level, over the railing and onto the table with a growl.
Xander looked up from where he had fallen to the floor. He seemed to assess Angel for a moment, then
he sniffed the air. Angel braced himself for an attack, but was shocked when the boy abruptly lowered
his gaze and tilted his head, offering his neck in submission.
The vampire cautiously climbed down from the table, struggling to ignore the siren call of the exposed
neck and submissive gesture. He settled for just not looking at the boy. He was startled when Xander
began whining as he crawled over to him and knelt at his feet, once again tilting his head to the side to
expose his neck.
“What the hell?” Buffy asked from behind Angel.
“That’s what I was going to ask,” Angel said. “What’s wrong with him?”
“There was an incident at the zoo during their field trip. Xander and several other students have
become possessed by hyena spirits. You would be Angel, I presume?” Giles said from the doorway.
“Yes. Giles, right? So, that’s why he was attacking Buffy?” Angel asked.
Buffy blushed as she walked around the table and jumped a bit when Xander growled at her as she got
closer. “It wasn’t so much an attack, as much as he was trying to… uh…mate with me.”
“We surmised that he saw Buffy as the strongest member of ‘the pack’ and was trying to make her
submit so he could be her mate and pack leader. It also appears that he has slipped even further into
the animal-like behavior,” Giles offered.
“So why is he… Is he nuzzling your leg, Angel?” Buffy asked in shock.
“Uh… yeah, he is,” Angel admitted with growing embarrassment, since he found the nuzzling to be quite
nice and his body was starting to respond.
“I believe that when Angel defended you, Buffy, the hyena decided that Angel was, in fact, the actual
pack leader. By saving you, he showed he was strong enough to hold the position.”
“And that means what?” Buffy asked.
Giles coughed a little at the question and also at seeing Angel gently push Xander’s head away as the
nuzzling neared Angel’s groin. “It means that Angel is his pack leader and Xander will most likely want to
submit to him and be his… mate.”
“What?!?” Buffy screeched.
“Uh, guys. This is an interesting conversation and all, but what are we going to do about Xander? Can
we fix this? Un-possess him?” Angel asked as he once again deterred Xander from rubbing his face
between the vampire’s legs.
“I believe I have found information that would allow us to do that, through a spell, but it will take a day or
so to prepare,” Giles admitted.
“And until then? Xander is all strong and un-Xandery and hitting on Angel,” Buffy cried.
“I suppose we could lock him in the book cage,” Giles suggested.
“Do you really want to lock him in here while other people could be in the building? What if he gets
free?” Angel asked.
“You have another suggestion?” Giles asked.
“No, not really, but it just doesn’t seem safe… .wait. There’s this abandoned mansion I ran across the
other day. It has a... dungeon-like area. It might hold him while you figure out this spell,” Angel
suggested.
“Yes, that might be our best course. He would need to be supervised, though, to make sure he doesn’t
get out and hurt himself or someone else,” Giles admitted.
“I guess I could, but I’m supposed to hang with Mom this evening,” Buffy said.
“Actually, I was going to suggest Angel do it.”
“What?!?” Angel and Buffy shouted in unison.
“Well, Angel seems to be quite capable of controlling Xander, and Xander seems quite willing to let
Angel be in control. He would probably even go along relatively peaceably and we wouldn’t have to
knock him out to get him there,” Giles said reasonably.
Buffy pouted at him, but finally nodded her agreement to the plan.
Giles looked at Angel expectantly.
Angel sighed. “Fine. I’ll bring him back tomorrow?”
Giles pulled off his glasses and polished them with his handkerchief. “It might actually take a little longer
than that. Possibly even two or three days. Do you know the number here? It might be better if you
called to check. In fact, take this blasted cell phone that Willow insisted I needed, and we’ll call it when
we’re ready.”
Angel nodded and headed back towards the stacks and his tunnel entrance. He looked down at Xander.
“Come on then.”
Xander yipped and stood to follow eagerly.
As they disappeared through the doorway, Buffy asked, “Hey, how come Angel was strong enough to
throw Xander across the room, when I couldn’t even fight him off?”
“Oh dear,” Giles said.
*****
Angel pushed up on the trap-door entrance from the tunnels into the abandoned mansion and started to
climb through, knowing Xander would follow him as he had done the whole way there. He managed not
to ‘eep’ when his ass was groped by an enthusiastic hand as Xander followed him very closely on steps
up through the door.
As Xander appeared to be in no hurry to escape, Angel decided not to lock him up right away.
Angel sat down heavily in the chair and adjusted himself in hopes of easing the hard-on he’d developed
from the boy’s constant need to touch and rub up against him on the way here.
Apparently Xander took this as an invitation and dropped to his knees and crawled over to Angel and
between his legs. Before Angel could react, the boy’s face was in his lap and the boy was mouthing
Angel’s aroused member through his slacks.
“Oh God,” Angel groaned. He hadn’t been touched by anyone or thing besides his own hand in so long
that he had almost forgotten what it felt like.
He tried to resist, but found it to be an uphill battle when the boy’s hands came up to latch onto the
zipper pull of his slacks and slowly tugged the zipper down, his lips following and lapping delicately at the
flesh that was exposed along the way.
The dark vampire’s hips automatically raised when Xander tugged at his trousers and boxers,
unconsciously helping the boy in his efforts to uncover his sex.
He nearly screamed at the first touch of Xander’s warm breath on Angel’s now exposed erection.
“No Xander, this isn’t right. You don’t know what you’re doing,” Angel said, pushing the boy away when
he started to lap at the head of Angel’s cock.
Xander whined in protest and pouted with the hurt of being rejected. Angel thought he saw a glimpse of
awareness and genuine vulnerability behind those green-flashing chocolate eyes. He had seen that
same glimpse of vulnerability once or twice in the real Xander’s eyes before, and he wondered if the
boy was still in there and aware of what was going on.
The boy sat back on his heels and seemed to struggle internally for a moment before his mouth opened
and instead of a growl or yip, he struggled to speak. “Know enough,” Xander managed to say.
“What?” Angel asked.
Xander cocked his head to the side sniffing the air and seemingly examining Angel, trying to figure
something out. He reached out and touched a hand to Angel’s hand that was now rest on his knee.
“Vampire?” Xander questioned.
Angel just gulped and nodded.
“Spark?” Xander asked.
Angel shook his head in confusion.
Xander touched Angel’s chest. “Spark… not like…others. Different?”
Angel nodded slowly. “I have a soul. It was a curse on me. Other vampires don’t have souls.”
“Kill?”
“No, I don’t kill people. I won’t hurt you or kill you. I don’t even eat fresh blood anymore. I eat animal or
blood from a bag. You’re safe with me,” Angel tried to assure him.
Xander smiled beatifically and leaned forward, reaching for Angel’s exposed flesh again.
“Xander stop. We can’t do this, you don’t want me like this.”
Xander shook his head, as if he couldn’t get out any more words, whined and moved to climb onto Angel’
s lap. He straddled the vampire’s hips and ground down against him.
Angel grabbed Xander’s hips to try and stop the wonderful rubbing, but instead his hands decided to
mutiny and they guided Xander’s movements into gentle circular thrusts, his own hips rising up to meet
the boy’s.
They both groaned at the exquisite feel of each other’s arousal, Angel’s exposed flesh meeting Xander’s
firm backside through the boy’s clothes and Xander’s denim encased cock pushing against Angel’s abs
with each gyration.
“Xander, we have to stop… you don’t really want this,” Angel panted, but didn’t stop his movements.
The boy scrambled off his lap and Angel was relieved and disappointed at the thought that he was
actually stopping. But Xander just shucked his pants and boxers while kicking off his tennis shoes and
climbed back into Angel’s lap.
The vampire very nearly came at the feel of the boy’s warm naked flesh against his own slightly cooler
flesh.
The boy resumed the circling of his hips, grinding and thrusting against him, remembering the
movements Angel had taught him moments before. He then pushed Angel’s hands where they grasped
his hips, moving them down to his butt. Xander encouraged Angel to squeeze and knead the muscular
mounds, then ran his hands back up Angel’s forearms, letting his hands come to rest on the biceps that
were flexing while Angel kneaded his ass.
“Xander,” Angel growled.
“Don’t stop… need more… know enough… know this is right… need this…” Xander struggled to say.
Angel fought to gain control of himself, knowing he needed to stop this. Then Xander pushed his ass
further into Angel’s hands and shimmied his hips, and Angel wasn’t sure he even knew what control was
anymore.
Angel’s fingers slipped down between the boy’s ass cheeks and one lightly stroked the tight rosette.
Xander gasped and whined and pushed back towards the finger.
“Baby, we can’t… I’ll hurt you, don’t have anything…” Angel said with a groan. Xander’s body jerked at
the word ‘baby’ and he allowed his finger to circle the tight hole that his demon and dick were screaming
he crawl inside and make his freakin’ home.
Xander stilled his movements, then arched back and reached down to where he’d dropped his pants,
making Angel groan at the obvious flexibility the boy had. He rummaged around for a moment, then sat
up and handed Angel what he’d found, smirking a bit.
“Where’d you get this?” Angel asked, staring at the tube of lube the boy had produced.
“Back-pack,” Xander said simply.
At Angel’s raised eyebrow, he blushed a bit and struggled to say, “Teenager. Always horny.”
Angel smiled a bit at that, but didn’t question further. He squeezed some slick onto his fingers and went
back to circling one around the boy’s asshole.
Xander whined and pushed back against the questing finger, wanting more, but not really sure how to
get it. He reached to unbutton and pull apart the placards of Angel’s shirt. Xander leaned forward,
thrusting his ass back further and licked Angel’s upper chest and neck with one long swipe, then started
nuzzling the silken flesh, moving down towards the vampire’s pecs.
Angel gave up protesting, losing himself in the sensations of this beautiful boy writhing on his lap.
Xander moaned sweetly around the nipple he was suckling when Angel’s finger breached his hole. He
moved to the other one as he ground back onto the stretching and thrusting finger. Another whimper
escaped when Angel added a second. He was almost frantic by the time the third finger was added and
Angel brushed his prostate.
Angel honestly believed he could probably get off just from the hot sounds his boy was making. He was
quickly becoming addicted to the whimpers and moans and growls that Xander was using to beg him for
more.
When Angel had Xander prepared, he pulled his fingers out, groaning as Xander’s inner muscles
grasped at them in an effort to keep them inside and moving. He quickly prepared his dripping erection
and lifted his boy so the slick cock-head rested against the loosened hole. Angel easily held the boy still
when he struggled to lower himself onto the meaty piece of flesh.
“This isn’t the best way to do this your first time,” Angel warned.
“Too late… just do it… I need this,” Xander gasped out.
Xander grunted as the head of Angel penis invaded his body, the exquisite burn spreading through his
body. The grunting turned into a throaty moan as Angel kept pushing in as his hands pulled Xander’s
hips down slowly.
Minutes later, Angel was fully seated in Xander’s tight, pulsing channel. Xander rested his forehead
against Angel’s, rubbing it back and forth gently. Angel brushed his lips against Xander’s for a moment,
then captured the luscious mouth in a deep kiss while Xander’s body adjusted to having a foreign object
within it. Soon Xander was trying to move his hips, unconsciously seeking more.
Angel grabbed his baby boy’s hips and slowly lifted him up, pulling almost all the way out before he
slowly lowered him back down, fully controlling the pace and thrusting back up into the grasping heat.
Xander mewled, urging Angel to go faster, trying to thrust back down onto the towering erection,
begging to be filled up again and again.
“Baby, I love being inside you, so hot and tight. Want to stay here, bending you over every flat surface I
can find and pounding the hell out of my boy’s ass. I want to take lay you down on my bed and throw
your legs over my shoulders and hear you beg me to fuck you. I want to take you any time, any where. I
want this to be mine, I’m going to own it,” Angel growled as he kneaded one of Xander’s ass cheeks.
“Yes,” Xander moaned. “Yours.”
Their movements took on a sense of urgency as Angel started letting Xander help, thrusting faster and
faster to meet Xander’s frenzied pace. The boy was licking and sucking at whatever parts of Angel’s
chest and neck he could reach.
Xander’s whimpers of pleasure shot straight up Angel’s spine and he quickened his hips’ movements,
aiming for Xander’s pleasure filled bundle of nerves with every lunge.
Soon Xander was howling his completion, his clenching inner muscles triggering Angel’s release, and
the vampire was shooting jets of come into the twitching channel as he continued to thrust through his
orgasm.
Xander collapsed panting onto Angel’s chest. He was quickly encircled by Angel’s arms, his head and
shoulders receiving soothing pets and strokes. The only thing that marred this for Angel was the
knowledge that he had taken advantage of the boy’s altered state and that Xander would hate him when
he came back to himself.
They were startled by the sound of a phone ringing. Angel and Xander both groaned when Xander
leaned back, with Angel still inside him, to pull the phone from Angel’s pants pocket. He pushed the
button and handed the phone to Angel.
“Hello?” Angel gasped out.
“Angel, this is Giles. Are you quite all right? You sound winded.”
“Giles? What? Oh, yeah, I’m fine, just uh… trying to keep Xander out of trouble.”
“Really? Still?” Giles asked.
“What do you mean?” Angel asked in confusion.
“Well, shortly after you left, I discovered an easier spell in another book, one that I had all the
ingredients for. One that would, in theory, weaken the possessing spirit, allowing Xander to fight and
overcome it, eventually banishing it from his body. We performed it already, so Xander should have
been slowly coming back to himself over the last hour or so,” Giles said in concern.
Angel froze. He looked at Xander who was staring back at him, having heard the conversation. Angel
saw more lucidity and control in the boy’s eyes, but there was also fear and apprehension.
“Angel? Are you there?” Giles voice called from the phone.
“What? Oh yes, I’m here. Xander did seem to be gaining a little more control. I think it must have
exhausted him because he fell asleep just a few minutes ago. Why don’t I let him rest, then send him
home if it seems like he’s back to being himself when he wakes up,” Angel suggested as he looked into
scared doe eyes, no flashes of green to be found.
“That sounds like an excellent plan. Do call me if there are any problems and ask Xander to call me
tomorrow, regardless. I’ll let you go, I’m sure you’re exhausted from dealing with the animal-Xander
yourself,” Giles replied.
“Okay, I’ll have him call you. Bye Giles.”
Angel ended the call and tossed the phone towards his pants.
Xander eyed him warily and shifted, gasping when he was reminded that Angel was still inside of him.
Angel groaned at Xander’s instinctive tightening of muscles around his softened penis. His hands went
back to Xander’s hips to hold him still.
“How long?” Angel asked.
“Huh?”
“How long were you aware and in control? Are you going to start yelling and screaming at me now? Do
you hate me? Are you gonna stake me?” Angel asked.
“I was always aware, in the background, but everything was kind of muddled. Then the hyena spirit
started to ease back and I started to pull forward. I guess it was a little of me all along, but I was fully
there with you at the end,” Xander said softly, peeking at Angel through lowered lashes.
“So, are you mad at me for taking advantage of you?” Angel asked cautiously.
“What? No, of course not. It’s not like I gave you much choice, you know. When the hyena first started
wanting you, I fought it for like a millisecond before I realized that I wanted you too. I wanted to submit to
you too,” Xander said with a blush.
“You wanted me, not just because of the hyena?” Angel asked.
“Yeah, I did, I still do. So do you still want to own my ass?” Xander said with a little laugh.
“No.”
“You don’t?” Xander asked, his face falling.
“No, I don’t want to own just your ass. I want all of you,” Angel said.
“Really?” Xander asked, his voice full of wonder and hope.
“Absolutely,” Angel assured him, his arms coming up to pull Xander in for a hug.
“That was totally hot, by the way,” Xander said into Angel’s chest. He felt Angel grin.
“Oh yeah?” Angel teased.
“Especially when you started talking about owning my ass and pounding the hell out of it. Oh, and when
you called me ‘baby’ I almost lost it,” Xander admitted shyly.
Xander moaned when he felt Angel start to harden inside of him.
“You like it when I call you ‘Baby?’ What about ‘Baby Boy’ or ‘My Boy?’ Do you like that?” Angel teased
as he twisted his hips a bit.
“Oh, hell yeah. I think I’d really like being your boy,” Xander admitted with a whimper, his cock perking up
at the suggested names.
Xander ground down onto Angel’s rapidly stiffening cock, reveling in the soreness from Angel having
fully claimed his ass and loving the feeling of Angel’s come covered erection still inside him.
Angel started shallowly thrusting back up into Xander, shocked that either of them could recover so
soon.
As they lazily moved against each other, Xander asked, “If I’m your boy, your baby, does that mean I get
to call you Daddy?”
Angel nearly shot into his boy at those words. He quickly flipped Xander back onto the nearby sofa and
pulled his legs up, the boy’s heels over his shoulders.
“Didn’t I promise you a horizontal surface? It’s not a bed, but I’ll still see what I can do about making you
beg,” Angel growled, then proceeded to do just that.
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