Darling Boy

[Magui]

Part 37

"Just shut up," Angelus repeated as he looked over his instruments of torture sitting on the table. "Contrary to your opinion of me, I'm not stupid. I wasn't oblivious to the attraction between the two of you. But I was assuming you would be smart enough to withstand the urge. I thought you wouldn't test me like this. At the very least, I thought it would be a while before I had to discipline you."


He grabbed a black leather whip and threw it to Spike. "But I guess I was wrong. So one last question, Lindsey. Are you brain-damaged, or were you aware that you were tempting my anger by being with Darla?"


Lindsey looked at him evenly. "I did think you might be jealous."


Angelus stared at him a moment in shock. "JEALOUS?!" He yelled. He walked over to Lindsey and Spike stepped out of his way as he drew near. "Jealous of you?" he asked calmly. He smiled, "You've got quite an ego on you, Boy, if you think you're any competition for Darla's affections. Darla made a choice two centuries ago when she turned me and she's never changed her mind about that choice. I'm what she wants, what she needs."


"Obviously you're not, if she turned to me tonight," Lindsey replied. He ignored the flash of gold in Angelus eyes and continued. It appeared he was going to be tortured anyway, so he might as well try to get Angelus to see the reality of the situation. "There must have been something missing, Angelus. Something she needed that I could give her and you couldn't ... or just wouldn't. And I know what it is. I care about her, and I don't try to hide that fact. I'm not afraid to tell her. Unlike you; you treat her like your property--"


Angelus punched Lindsey in the nose and smiled when he heard the bones break. He was relieved it had served to shut him up. "You don't know the first thing about having a mate. It's not simpering professions of love, Lindsey. It's about belonging to each other; and knowing that no matter who else you ****, you are still bound to only one for all eternity. You claim there must be something missing in my relationship with Darla? Well, you're right. What's missing is the Angelus who used to concede to her demands. But she'll get over it. As for how I treat her, you don't know me. You don't know how I show my affections. Darla knows, though, and that's all that matters."


"If she knew, she wouldn't be terrified she was going to lose you!" Lindsey interrupted him. "Tonight with me was about that. She needed to feel like she was the only one that mattered, and I gave that to her tonight. She needed someone to make her feel like she was the only one he wanted. You don't do that; you **** everything that moves. So she looked for a little stability with me... and I think she found it."


Angelus clamped his hand around Lindsey's throat and squeezed. He held back just enough to keep from breaking the boy's neck. He was amazed when Lindsey didn't start fighting for breath; that had always been Spike's reaction. Oh well, it still hurts; even if he's managed to overcome his breathing instinct so soon.


"You think, just because you ****ed her, that you know her? You know what she felt tonight? You don't." Angelus released Lindsey's throat and circled around to stand behind him. Just inches away, not even touching him though. He knew it was driving Lindsey crazy, not being able to see him and wondering what he'd do next.


"You say she cares about you?" Angelus asked, his lips grazing Lindsey's ear. He smirked over at Spike when Lindsey shuddered. Spike grinned back, knowing well the mindgame Angelus was playing. "You couldn't be farther from the truth, Childe," Angelus continued. "Darla's motives in being with you weren't pure. It's all about this game that Darla and I play." He ran his hand lightly down Lindsey's spine then and chuckled when Lindsey tried to jerk away. "We've been playing the same game for years. She gets mad when I don't do exactly what she wants, so she takes a lover. There wasn't any deep, profound reason that she chose you as that lover, either," he added as he moved to stand in front of Lindsey again. "She's very fickle when it comes to who he ... or she... is. She probably would've had Dru, or one of the bodyguards, if the thought had occurred to her instead. They don't matter, what matters is the attempt to make me jealous. But the attempt always fails, because she still comes back to me at the end of the day.


"So you think you're something special?" Angelus asked, his arms crossed in front of him now. "You aren't, Boy. You are nothing. If I were to dust you, she'd get over it in no time at all. You were just a distraction, one that I've put a stop to. She'll abide by my wishes, too, she'll never go near you again. Because she really only wants me. I am the only thing Darla cares about. She's mine and always has been. And nobody, especially not you, will ever change that."


Lindsey just shrugged his shoulders. Something that wasn't easy in the chains. "If you believe that, why am I here?"


Angelus smiled. "Because here beginneth the lesson," Angelus said. "Don't touch what's mine." He hopped up to sit on the table and nodded at Spike. "All right, Spike."


Spike grinned and cracked the whip in the air a few times to get the feel of it. He chuckled when Lindsey flinched each time. He looked back over at Angelus. "I'm almost afraid this is gonna be too easy."


Angelus smiled. "Just make him scream, Spike."


Spike nodded and turned back to Lindsey, "You heard our sire," he said with a leer. "Scream loud, Lindsey Boy. I, for one, love to hear the screams when I'm torturing someone. And another incentive for you: it'll make Angelus happy. The happier he is, the sooner he'll let you go. Oh, and one more thing," he added as he circled Lindsey slowly. "Angelus has this thing, he likes it when you count the lashes. Proves you're paying attention and all."


Lindsey gritted his teeth, waiting for the first blow. He watched Spike circle him like a vulture. Round and round he goes, where he stops, nobody knows Lindsey chuckled when the old rhyme popped into his head suddenly.


He gasped when he felt the sting of the whip across his lower back. He fought back the tears, knowing the night had only just begun.


"Count," he heard Spike growl.


Lindsey kept silent. He'd been part of Wolfram and Hart for years; if Spike thought he was evil, he'd be surprised at how well Lindsey could stand that evil directed at him. He wasn't that easily broken. He refused to look at Angelus, he wouldn't give the older vampire the satisfaction. He set his gaze on the wall directly across from him. He tried to brace himself for the next blow. Spike came into his line of vision and then Lindsey saw him strike with the whip. Lindsey threw himself backward just enough to dodge the whip. He burst out laughing at Spike's shocked expression.


Spike's eyes narrowed. "Cheeky *******," he growled. Then he struck again, catching Lindsey across the stomach. Lindsey yelled at that, as Spike had put his entire strength into the blow. Spike smiled as he saw the nice cut in the boy's skin, just starting to bleed.


"Count," Spike ordered.


Lindsey raised his eyes to meet Spike's but still didn't say a word.


"Son of a bitch," Spike sighed. Then he struck five consecutive times, leaving bloody trails across Lindsey's chest. "****ING COUNT, ASSHOLE!" Spike yelled. "ONE!" He added.


He circled around and caught Lindsey across the back of the legs. "ONE!" He yelled. He whipped him three more times across his back. "ONE! ONE! ONE!" He yelled. He circled around to within inches of Lindsey's face. "You sensing a pattern here, yet?" He asked calmly. "The count doesn't go on, until you start obeying. I can go on for hours, I've been trained by the master over there. I doubt you can, but you're welcome to try."


He then moved slowly around Lindsey, reigning blows down on every piece of unmarked skin he could find.

[ana8]

Very good..wanna read more..

[Magui]

Part 38

Spike had been busy whipping Lindsey, every inch of flesh was now covered by lash marks. Spike had concentrated the blows for the last ten minutes on the boy's genitals. Lindsey would scream when the pain got to be too much to hold in. Spike loved hearing it, it was music to his ears. Not to mention that the sight of the broken body in front of him made his cock so hard his jeans were uncomfortable.

Lindsey had started counting finally, about five minutes ago. In that short space of time, Lindsey had counted over seventy blows. Spike knew he was being brutal, but Angelus hadn't bothered to stop him yet. So Spike kept going.

Angelus watched appreciatively as Spike whipped Lindsey mercilessly. For forty-five minutes it went on. He could smell Spike's arousal and he was hard himself. Spike had taken off his T-shirt not too long after starting and Angelus was enjoying that view almost as much as the view of Lindsey, bleeding and screaming. He was screaming almost continually now, his voice was hoarse. Spike only paused a fraction of a second between blows so Lindsey couldn't recover between lashes.

Angelus was surprised that Lindsey wasn't begging for mercy yet. He wasn't worried, though, he'd have this childe doing that soon. Soon being a relative term, as Angelus had nowhere to be in the near future. He'd left orders with his men to feed Darla but not let her out of his room. He'd also made sure that Cordelia knew to stay away from both Darla and the basement.

So they had all the time in the world to teach Lindsey his lesson. But apparently the whipping had done all it was going to do. Angelus hopped off the table and turned to contemplate the next move. He grinned as he saw the small metal cross. He picked up a thick leather glove and put it on. This would hurt Lindsey more than him.

"Spike."

Spike turned to look over at his sire. He was standing by the table with an evil grin on his face. "Yeah?" Spike asked.

"That's enough of that, it's my turn to play," Angelus said. He picked up the cross and walked over to Lindsey slowly. When he reached Spike, Spike made a move to leave but Angelus said, "Don't go yet. I still need your help."

Spike nodded. "Sure, whatever you want."

Angelus walked over to Lindsey and stopped in front of him. His boy was eyeing him warily. His body was bruised and bleeding from the whipping. Angelus caught the scent of fear on him, too. He'd noticed the cross in Angelus' gloved hand.

Angelus smirked. "So, Lindsey, let's see if you've learned anything." Angelus said. "Why are you being punished?"

"Because you're a jealous *******," Lindsey spat out, looking at him defiantly.

Angelus showed no reaction in his face. "Wrong answer," he said softly, before he pressed the cross to Lindsey's stomach. Lindsey screamed in agony, but Angelus held the cross against his skin relentlessly. He smiled cruelly as Lindsey's flesh smoked. He finally relented and pulled the cross away and Lindsey sobbed with relief.

"You want to try again?" Angelus asked calmly. "Why are you being punished?"

Lindsey fought back the tears at the pain caused by the pain. "Because...Darla...belongs...to you," he croaked.

"Better," Angelus nodded. "I'm still not convinced that you really believe that, but we'll leave it for the moment. Next question. Who am I?" Lindsey just gave him a bewildered look. "Just think about it, I'm sure the answer will come to you."

Lindsey tried to think of something other than the pain or the cross-shaped scar on his stomach. Come on, Lindsey. Angelus isn't a patient man...vampire. OH! "Sire," he answered.

"Very good," Angelus smiled. "And what does that mean?"

"You made me," Lindsey replied. Please let that be the right answer. I don't know what else you want from me.

"That's right," Angelus said and Lindsey sighed in relief. Not done with you yet, Lindsey Angelus thought with a grin. "But not quite all. Want to take a stab at what else I want to hear?"

Lindsey just looked at him blankly.

"I own you," Angelus supplied. "Say it."

Lindsey shook his head. He knew that would earn him more pain, but he belonged to no one.

Angelus raised an eyebrow then shrugged. He regarded Lindsey's body for a moment silently, then pressed the cross to Lindsey's chest, over his left nipple. Lindsey held in the scream as long as possible but the pain became unbearable. He screamed, finally, louder than the first. "STOP! PLEASE!" He begged. "You own me, you own me!"

Angelus smiled and moved the cross away from Lindsey's skin. "There, now. That wasn't so difficult, now. Was it?"

Lindsey fought for control of his emotions. He shook his head, not wanting any more of the cross torture. He wanted to curse Angelus for what he'd done, but restrained himself.


Part 39:Angelus/Lindsey undertones and Angelus/Spike smut.

[ana8]

And when there will be Darla again??

[Magui]

After spangel!!!,...or,well,I don't know,I didn't write anything about her yet,..wait,and you will see :p

Part 39
warning:L/Aus-S/Aus

Angelus turned and walked back over to the table. He set the cross down and removed his glove. He looked over at Spike and grinned. Spike had obviously enjoyed the show so far, as he was staring at Angelus lustfully. I'm just getting started, Will, My Boy, Angelus thought as he returned to Lindsey.

"You know, Lindsey, belonging to me doesn't have to be a bad thing." He smiled as Lindsey's eyes searched his face suspiciously. "Granted, it can be, if you don't do what I ask," he added. "But if you cooperate, it's not all unpleasurable." He walked up to Lindsey and ran one finger lightly down his chest, then traced the cross-shaped scar in Lindsey's stomach that was already fading.

Lindsey winced and turned his head away. I would have preferred it if Angelus had just continued the physical torture. At least then I can maintain some kind of dignity. I can't do that, though if--

Angelus grabbed Lindsey by the chin. "Look at me," he ordered. "Don't piss me off again." He smiled when Lindsey relented and met his eyes. He let his hand caress Lindsey's face, grinning when Lindsey leaned into the touch subconsciously. Childer, especially newly turned childer, always craved affection from their sires.

Lindsey jerked his head away suddenly, as he realized what he was doing. He saw Angelus' smirk and gritted his teeth to keep from cursing him. He hissed when he felt hands stroking his sides gently. His whip marks were still raw, so it hurt, but it also felt...NO! He tried to control his body's response to Angelus' touch. Never mind the fact that he'd always had an attraction to Angel, he wasn't going to let him know that.

Angelus smiled when he felt his childe shudder under his touch. He looked into Lindsey's eyes and saw the conflict there. Lindsey wanted Angelus, but at the same time he was trying to deny that desire. We'll just have to see how long that lasts Angelus thought with a smirk.

Angelus moved back slightly. "Do you want me, Lindsey?" he asked. Lindsey just stared at him, refusing to reply. Angelus chuckled, "Well there's more than one way to get a reply to that question, you know." He moved his hands to Lindsey's chest and teased his nipples lightly. Lindsey couldn't stifle a groan as he felt himself growing hard.

"No," Lindsey croaked. He was irritated that the reply sounded less convincing than he'd meant it.

Angelus raised an eyebrow. "I think you do," he whispered in Lindsey's ear as he leaned closer, and pressed himself against Lindsey's body. Lindsey bit his lip to keep from crying out. The feeling of Angelus' cool skin against his torn chest, and Angelus' jeans rubbing against his abused cock, brought a sensation that was a combination of pain and pleasure.

Angelus pulled away, to Lindsey's enormous relief. Then he moved around behind Lindsey, and pressed himself up against Lindsey's back. He slipped his hands around to Lindsey's chest. One hand teased and pinched Lindsey's nipples, while the other trailed down to stroke Lindsey's semierect cock to hardness. He thrust his hips against Lindseys ass, letting him feel his erection pressing against him through his jeans.

Angelus caught the scent of another's arousal in the room and rested his chin on Lindsey's shoulder as he looked at Spike. His eldest male childe was sitting on the table, staring at Lindsey and Angelus. His mouth was slightly open as he panted for unneeded breath. Angelus only had to look in Spike's eyes to see the desire there. Once their eyes locked, it caused him to lose all interest in Lindsey for the moment.

Spike had watched Angelus seduce Lindsey, feeling himself growing harder by the minute. Spike was entranced as he watched Angelus waver from cruelty -- the cross pressed to bare skin -- to feigned gentleness. Spike knew it was feigned; Angelus had played this same game with Spike, more times than he could count. He knew what Angelus was doing to Lindsey. He would make Lindsey want him and then **** Lindsey dry, delighting in the screams of pain when he did. The great thing about it, though, was by the time Angelus ****ed Lindsey, he'd have him wanting it as much as hating it.

His sire was a truly evil creature, and Spike had always wanted nothing more than to be exactly like him.

Spike ached for release, after watching the slow seduction of his sibling. He was dying for it. He held off the urge to touch himself, though, he didn't know if Angelus would get pissed if he did. With Angelus, when in doubt, take the safe road. Something Darla should have done, 'cuz then Lindsey wouldn't be here right now. Oh, wait, scratch that. I want Lindsey here, because it means that Angelus isn't torturing me.

Spike looked at Angelus and noticed he was staring at him. The lust in Angelus' eyes made Spike's cock twitch in response. He stifled a groan but he couldn't manage to break his gaze away. When Angelus moved around Lindsey and slowly walked toward Spike, Spike thought he might very well hyperventilate from the way his sire was looking at him. The look in his eyes told Spike he wanted to devour him. Spike did groan out loud at that thought, and Angelus smirked in response.

Spike was about to hop off the table when Angelus stopped him with a word. "Stay." Spike quirked an eyebrow but obeyed. Angelus walked up to the table, standing in between Spike's knees. There was a moment in which they just stared at each other. Then Angelus grabbed him by the back of the head with one hand and pulled his head forward. He kissed him roughly, his tongue forcing its way into Spike's mouth.

Spike groaned at Angelus' possessiveness, as his hands gripped the edge of the table. He knew the rules. He wasn't allowed to move a muscle without Angelus' permission. He did pull his mouth away with a gasp, though, when he felt a hand cupping him through his jeans. He felt both Angelus' hands move up his chest and settle on his nipples, alternately twisting and pinching them. "Bloody hell," he groaned, closing his eyes to savor the sensation. "Sire, please," he said. "I want to touch you."

Angelus grew even harder at hearing those words from his boy. "All right," he replied. It was his turn to moan when he felt his childe's hands roam his chest. He leaned closer to Spike and kissed his way down Spike's jaw to his throat. He licked and bit lightly at the skin over the jugular vein. Spike growled with desire. Spike hissed in surprise when he felt his zipper being pulled down.

"Ohyesplease****," he gasped as he felt a cool hand close lightly around his cock. "Wha--" Spike's eyes flew open suddenly as the hand disappeared.

Angelus smiled at Spike's suspicious expression. He unzipped his own pants and pushed them off his legs quickly, freeing his already erect cock. He smirked when Spike unconsciously licked his lips as he looked at him. Angelus inhaled deeply, enjoying the scent of his childer's arousal. Spike's arousal wasn't a surprise, he'd always been quite easy to seduce.

Lindsey's reaction to this, though, was a little bit of a surprise. Angelus had no doubt, especially when he glanced over at Lindsey and saw the look on his face, Lindsey was most definitely enjoying the show. Angelus was glad, it added to Lindsey's torture. On the other hand, Angelus couldn't have cared less if Lindsey hadn't been enjoying it. Because that would have added to the torture, too.

Lindsey was secondary for the moment, anyway. What Angelus really wanted was to bury himself inside Spike. Their earlier **** had been about reestablishing his dominance over Spike. Now, though, was no longer about domination. It was about ****ing. Lust, pure and simple.

In the midst of the insanity of the past few days, Angelus needed this. He needed the simplicity of what he had with Spike...on their good days anyway. Mutual desire and affection. He wanted Spike, Spike wanted him. No love to get in the way, no jealousy to cause either one to act like idiots. Just this, taking what they wanted, being in the moment, the way demons were supposed to be.

"Are you just gonna stand there and stare the whole night, or what?" Spike asked with a grin.

"Oh, no," Angelus replied seriously. "There are far too many possibilities for what we can do tonight. All of them have the same end though." Angelus smirked. "Your ass is mine."

Spike groaned at the words. Yeah, whatever, it always, he thought ruefully. Not that that's a terrible thing,... when he's not being all psychotic. He looked at Angelus' body appreciatively. He had to admit, there had never been another man who Spike had wanted like Angelus. It wasn't just the sire thing, either, there was something different about Angelus. He could seduce anyone he damn well pleased, and the unfortunate -- or fortunate -- victim was powerless to resist.

All conscious thought was lost though as Angelus kissed him again demandingly. His hands moved to Spike's waistband and Spike raised his hips as Angelus pulled his jeans off his hips quickly and shoved them off his legs. Spike growled into Angelus' mouth when he felt a hand stroking his cock lightly.

Spike moved to reciprocate, his hand encircling Angelus' length. He began stroking it quickly and smiled against Angelus' mouth when he heard Angelus' hiss of pleasure.

Angelus kissed his way down Spike's jaw to his throat. He ran his tongue over the scar from when he'd turned William, causing Spike to gasp. Angelus chuckled and moved his mouth lower, still stroking his childe's cock gently.

Angelus' teeth closed on a nipple and bit it lightly, then laved it with his tongue. He repeated the actions until Spike was "Oh bloody ****in' hell," Spike whimpered and stroked Angelus' cock a little harder. Spike's other hand moved downward to squeeze Angelus' balls gently.

"Spike," Angelus groaned. Enough foreplay he thought as he looked up at his childe's eyes, filled with lust. He grabbed Spike's legs, pulling him off the table and to his feet. "Turn around and lean over the table," he prompted.

Spike felt his cock twitch in anticipation as he obeyed. He spread his legs apart and draped his upper body over the table, waiting for the invasion. He grit his teeth, he hadn't quite healed from the last time. He didn't mind too much though, because the fact was he got off on the pain. And Angelus knew this.

He felt hands parting his ass cheeks. He yelled in surprise when he felt something other than Angelus' cock, though. He wasn't sure what he felt until he looked over his shoulder. He saw Angelus kneeling behind him and watched as he darted his tongue out, teasing around his hole.

"Oh****mebloody****sireyespleaseyesgod****don'tstop ." was how Spike responded. He leaned his forehead against the table and panted for unneeded breath. "AGH!" He screamed and clawed at the table as Angelus began tonguing him. He whimpered as Angelus ran his hands up and down the insides of Spike's thighs, avoiding touching him where he most wanted him to.

"pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease!" Spike begged mindlessly under the assault.

Angelus chuckled, causing Spike to whimper. Angelus had known Spike would be surprised by his less-than-violent treatment. But Angelus had been proud of Spike tonight, his torture of Lindsey had been a beautiful thing to see. It was the first time in a very long time that Angelus felt that Spike was worthy of being part of the Clan of Aurelius.

Besides that, Angelus wasn't always interested in inflicting pain. If that had been the case, he would have gotten rid of Darla and his other boy the instant he found them in bed together. No. No more thinking about them. Angelus resolved. It was causing him to miss out on the sweet sounds of Spike's whimpers and moans, not to mention the rather inventive vocabulary used by Spike when begging Angelus for release.

Angelus withdrew his tongue and stood. Spike moaned in disappointment. "Patience," Angelus said as he ran a finger down his childe's spine. He felt Spike shudder as he did and he grinned. He sunk his fangs into his wrist, then coated his cock in his own blood.

Spike smelled the blood and growled. He hadn't fed in...he couldn't remember when. He growled as he felt the head of Angelus' cock push inside his hole. He was still sore, but he'd been taken more roughly by his sire before. "Yessss," he hissed as Angelus pushed further in. Spike pushed back, taking Angelus deeper.

Angelus groaned as he pushed inside his childe slowly. "Oh ****," he growled when he was fully inside Spike's tight hole. He ran his hands up and down Spike's sides as he draped his body over him. He kissed and nipped Spike's neck for a moment, just enjoying the sensation of being buried inside his childe.

Spike was glad he was leaning on the table, his legs wouldn't have cooperated with the concept of standing. "SIRE!" He yelled when he felt Angelus' hand stroking his cock lightly. Then Angelus started moving inside him and Spike lost all ability of intelligent thought for the second time that night.

Angelus pulled out then thrust back in quickly. He began slamming into his childe, short fast thrusts, as he jerked Spike off. Spike began growling and begging again as Angelus kissed along his neck and shoulders.

Angelus caught the sound of Lindsey's whimper and grinned. He was ****ing his favorite male childe and torturing Lindsey, all at the same time. Life was good.

"Sire, please!" Spike begged as he dug his nails into the surface of the table. Angelus was hitting his prostate with every thrust and Spike was slowly going insane as his pleasure built. He was so close to coming, it was nearly impossible to retain control. But he couldn't come without permission.

"Pleasepleasepleaseletmecome," he groaned. Angelus sped up his pace and Spike whimpered.

"****, Spike, you're so tight," Angelus gasped as he moved to suck and nibble on Spike's earlobe. He felt so good surrounding him. He was aware Spike was close to orgasm, he soon felt his own orgasm approaching. He sped up his thrusts and soon came, spilling his seed in Spike's bowels. He howled and sank his fangs into Spike's shoulder, drinking his sweet blood.

Spike screamed at the feel of his sire's fangs tearing into his skin. He just barely managed to hold onto his control, and kept himself from following Angelus into orgasm. Angelus collapsed on top of him and Spike grunted at the sudden weight on top of him. Please don't pass out. Please let me come.

Angelus leaned on Spike for a moment, recovering from his orgasm. Then he stood and withdrew his cock from Spike's body.Spike whimpered a little but didn't move. Angelus chuckled. "Turn around."


Bloody hell. Can't move. Can't stand. Just stake me, that would be better than this torment, keeping me hard but not letting me come. Spike sighed. He obeyed his sire, though. He leaned back against the table and looked up at Angelus.

Angelus was pleased when he noticed that Spike had restrained himself from release. That deserves a reward he thought with a grin. He reached out and encircled Spike's erection in his hand.

Spike hissed and closed his eyes as Angelus began to stroke him. He reached back for the table to keep from losing his ability to stand. He opened his eyes and looked at his sire's face. He saw the lust in Angelus' eyes. That was all he saw, though, to his amazement. It had been years, over a century to be exact, since Angelus had looked at him without any disgust in his expression.

Angelus leaned in to kiss Spike, one hand at the base of Spike's skull. With his other hand, he stroked Spike's cock harder. Spike growled and clutched at Angelus' shoulders. Angelus swallowed Spike's cries of pleasure hungrily. He soon felt Spike tense for a split second and knew he was close to orgasm. He pulled back, wanting to see his childe's face when he climaxed.

Spike's eyes drifted shut as he gave into the sensations Angelus was evoking in him. "Now," Angelus growled and that was all Spike needed. He came, screaming Angelus' name. His knees gave out, but Angelus grabbed him around the waist, holding Spike against him. Spike rested his cheek on Angelus' chest as he fought to regain control.

"Oh, **** me."

Angelus chuckled. "Thought I just did, Boy."

Spike snorted and pulled away. "Guess you did," he said as he looked up at Angelus. He saw contentment in Angelus' face and sighed with relief. He didn't know what he'd been expecting. Force of habit to expect Angelus to pull a Dr. Jekyll on me at any moment.

"I think we weren't the only ones who enjoyed that, though," Angelus said as he turned to look back at Lindsey. "Isn't that right, Lindsey?"

Lindsey started and quickly regained his composure. He had been more turned on than he ever would have imagined he'd be, seeing the two vampires ****ing so passionately. "No," he lied.

Angelus laughed. "I can smell it on you, Boy. You want ...I don't know if it's just me. Maybe both of us. But either way, you enjoyed watching us together. And if I had any doubts, I need only to look at you."

Lindsey closed his eyes in embarrassment. He was so hard he couldn't think of anything else. He couldn't let Angelus believe it was because of him. But he couldn't come up with a good excuse for it, so he remained silent.

Angelus shrugged and pulled his pants back on. Spike started to get dressed again as well. "I don't know about you, Spike, but I'm exhausted. I can tell it's almost sunrise. Let's go upstairs and get some sleep." Spike nodded and they walked toward the stairway.

"Wait!" Lindsey yelled. "Angelus, please, don't leave me here like this!"

Angelus looked back at him with a smirk. "Now you change your tune, huh?" .he walked over to Lindsey slowly. He ran one finger up the underside of Lindsey's cock lightly, chuckling in response to Lindsey's strangled moan.

Angelus moved closer to Lindsey until their bodies were pressed together. He trailed his hands over Lindsey's chest. He paused to tease and pinch both nipples. He grinned when Lindsey didn't meet his eyes, but didn't pull away either.

Lindsey's eyes snapped back to Angelus when Angelus stepped away. "You're staying right here, Lindsey, My Boy. You need time to think about your defiance earlier tonight toward me. Time to understand how much you really belong to me. As for leaving you 'like that', I think it's only fitting. You got your orgasm with Darla, you won't be having another one anytime soon."

Angelus smirked and turned away.He walked back to Spike and they walked upstairs together.

Spike chuckled at the shocked look on Lindsey's face. Almost feel sorry for the poor *******. Almost.

[Hero]

I could do without the slash stuff, but it's still a good story. LoL. Keep going.

[Magui]

When they reached the ground floor of the hotel, Spike was hit
by a dizzy spell and reached for the wall... but the wall wasn't there. "****." Luckily for him, Angelus grabbed him by the arm and pulled him back against his body.

"Spike?" Angelus asked as he held his childe. He noticed, for not the first time, how thin his childe was.

"I'm fine," Spike replied. He tried to pull away but Angelus wouldn't let him go. He tilted his head back and looked up at Angelus. "Really, I am. Just haven't eaten in..." He looked away, trying to remember. "Huh. Dunno how long."

Angelus regarded him silently for a moment. "Try to come up with a timeframe," he requested.

Spike searched his memory. "Three days, I guess?"

Angelus was shocked. When he recovered his voice, he let go of Spike and said, "Sit."

Spike turned to face him. "Angelus, I'm fine--"

"SIT!" Angelus pointed in the direction of the lobby.

Spike huffed in irritation but followed orders. He went to the lobby and sat on the couch.

"MICHAEL!" Angelus yelled then.

One of the human bodyguards came running down the stairs. "Yes,Angelus?"

"You have thirty seconds to find a human for my childe to feed on," Angelus replied shortly. Michael nodded and ran out. Angelus turned back to Spike. "Why the HELL would you go THREE DAYS WITHOUT FEEDING?!" he demanded.

Spike winced at the harsh tone. "You wouldn't understand," he retorted.

"Try me."

"I'm just sick of feeding out of a damn bag, Angelus! If this is what I'm doomed to be, I'd rather be dust. I tried to off myself once, but the witch and Xander stopped me. After that, I decided not to try again. But only because I figured my luck would continue to be as awful as that first time. A few days ago,though, I got beat up by a gang of humans and couldn't do a ****ing thing about it. They left me for dead, and I made it back to my crypt just before sunrise. The next day, I decided I'd had enough. I figured I'd just 'forget' to feed, long enough until I faded out. I wanted to go out while some people and demons still thought of the name 'William the Bloody' without snickering."

Angelus slumped into a chair in disbelief that Spike had let the situation get to him to that extent. Yes, things had been bad,but Spike had always been a fighter. Angelus never would have imagined Spike would ever give up so easily. Is this what the soldiers did to my childe? They broke his spirit? The thought upset him immensely. He had never been able to break Spike, he hadn't thought any humans ever would. He wondered if any of those humans were still alive. If they were, Angelus would remedy that situation. I should've been there for him.

"Will," Angelus said.

"Don't call me that!" Spike exploded. "Just because we ****ed a couple times tonight doesn't mean the last century... the last three years especially... didn't happen. They did and you lost the right to call me by that name. My name's Spike, not William,Spike!"

Angelus growled but contained his temper. "Damn it, Spike, I'm not trying to irritate you. I'm trying to apologize for not being there to protect you from those ****ing soldiers!"

"Aw, come on, Angelus. Don't tell me you weren't a little thrilled when you found out I lost my bite. Kind of fitting for a vamp who sent his own sire to hell, don'tcha think?" Spike asked. He'd almost fallen for the 'kinder and gentler Angelus' act, but he remembered the last time they'd been a family. He was still hurting from that Angelus.

Angelus stared at him a moment. "You really think I could be happy about you being unable to defend yourself from humans?"he asked. "You think it gives me any pleasure to know that you'd rather destroy yourself than live like this? It doesn't. Nothing you've ever done makes me think you deserve this existence.

"Last time we were both in Sunnydale, we played the 'let's see who can **** who over worse' game. I won't pretend I was blameless or exactly sane back then. I used Dru; I kept you in that wheelchair when I could've healed you; I tried to make hell our permanent residence. And your move in the game was sending me to Hell."

"Didn't I deserve to be punished for that?" Spike challenged.

"If you deserved punishment, it should have come from me." Angelus said. "Not by our food source."

They looked up as Michael and a young red-headed girl walked in She looked like she was in her early twenties, slender and petite with green eyes. Angelus walked over to them, wondering how Michael had gotten her to them.

"Angelus, this is April. I found her at the shelter. I told her you needed a secretary, and we also had extra rooms. I suggested we could come up with a work for room and board situation."

Angelus smiled at Michael, the man had thought quickly. "Thank you, Michael. I'm sure we can work something out. You may leave now." Michael nodded and went back upstairs.

"Come sit with us a moment, April," Angelus said with a smile. April shrugged and followed Angelus over to the couch. She
stopped when she saw Spike.

"Who's that?" April asked Angelus.

"That's Spike," Angelus replied. "He'd stand but he's not feeling well at the moment."

"Oh, that's too bad," April said. "Is there anything I can do?"she looked down at Spike again and Angelus moved to stand behind her.

"As a matter of fact, there is," Angelus replied. He reached out and snapped the girl's neck quickly. He tossed her on the couch
next to Spike. "Drink up, Childe."

Spike scowled; he hated charity. But he was hungry. He sunk his fangs into April's throat and the taste of her blood made him growl. He hadn't fed off a human since a year earlier, before the ****ing chip. He drained her quickly. He finally withdrew his fangs and shoved her off the couch. He felt much stronger.
"Thanks. Needed that."

"We're going to get that chip out of you," Angelus promised as he sat next to Spike.

"I'll believe that when it happens," Spike replied with a shrug.


"You still don't trust me," Angelus said.

Spike looked at Angelus a moment silently. He decided he could risk being honest. "Gee, wonder how that happened."

Angelus sighed. "Spike, I know I did things that a sire should never do when we were back in Sunnydale. You'd done nothing to deserve what I did to you, I was wrong. I don't know how else to say it."

"You also said that you thought I deserved to be punished for the Hell-thing," Spike said.

"I said that *if* you deserved punishment, it should have come from me," Angelus pointed out.

Spike raised his eyebrow. "What're you saying. It's all forgiven? Yeah, right."

"Spike, whatever happened in the past, we both screwed up," Angelus said. "I'm not inclined to dwell on those times. I'd rather concentrate on the present. Things... I'm going to be very different from the Angelus you remember from Sunnydale."

"Just how are you, all the sudden, different?" Spike asked,looking at him skeptically.

"Because I have Darla back, Spike. Yes, she used to drive me to distraction with her jealousy... she still does. But she also keeps me sane. I know it's bizarre, but it's true."

Spike nodded. He remembered the years, over a century ago, when the four of them had been together. Being with Darla had kept Angelus from 'suck the world into Hell schemes.' He'd been evil,but not psychotic. Angelus had been more affectionate with him and Dru back then, too. He'd only punished his childer when they truly deserved it. So maybe there _was_ hope that Spike could have that Angelus back again.

"Do you believe me?" Angelus asked.

Spike shrugged. "I guess I understand what you're saying. I've got a psycho bird of my own," Spike said. "But having her seems to make things better for me in the long run. So I guess that means we've both made okay choices in..." he trailed off and looked at the floor. He'd been about to say 'mates', but that's not what he and Dru were. He'd never asked Angelus' permission to mate with Dru. He'd tried to find the nerve to ask him, but Angelus had left before he could ask.

Angelus smiled. He knew what Spike was thinking; he'd always known Spike wanted to mate with Drusilla. "Let's get that chip out of your head first. Then we'll have a talk about you and Drusilla."

Spike looked up at Angelus in shock. He wasn't sure if he could trust Angelus though, he'd screwed with him too much. "Don't **** with me." he said.

Angelus had been about to say something smart but he stopped when he looked at Spike. He saw the worry in Spike's eyes that Angelus was just tormenting him, taunting him with something he'd never let him have. Angelus sighed and shook his head. "I'm not ****ing with you, Spike. I mean it. I know you care about Dru; it's always been obvious she cares for you too. But it's a discussion for later, all right? I'm tired now, I'm going to bed. As long as I know you aren't in any more danger of passing out...."

"I'm good now," Spike said as he stood. "See, no fainting."

"All right. See you after sundown," Angelus said. Then he went
upstairs to his room.

[ana8]

Angelus is getting too good for Spiky..I wanna Darla back!@!!Besides that it's great:)

[Magui]

Remember that I'm a spngel shipper?:p;)...I'll post something about Darla anyway

[ana8]

I know that..Still..:)

[Hero]

A guard names Michael? Hehe. Keep going.

[Magui]

Yup,..sorry if you don't wanna be a guard...btw,what's WWHD???

[ana8]

Girl just post more!!!

[Hero]

WWHD is we want him dark. its a banner for being in the Angelus fan listing. lol, and i dont mind being a guard.

[ana8]

Please M..post next part!!!

[Magui]

nah!


Parker:cool!,..do you remember the url?...I want him dark too:p

Is the url freaky.nu?...------------->edit:nope,it is not:(

[ana8]

Girl..just post 5the next chapter...

[Hero]

What ever happen to this story?