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Chapter 11 ~Janet Lynn~ Feedback
Willow dragged the sulking vampire behind her down the beach, trying to locate the other couple. Once they found their companions, Angel practically growled, “Spike, get up. We have work to do.”
“Keep your soiled trousers on, luv,” the blonde said, jumping up from the still warm sand to help his mate stand. “It’s a beautiful night. I say we take a few moments to enjoy it. Besides, we should be able to talk out here, don’cha think? No little buggies to overhear us.”
“Sure,” the taller man agreed briskly. The two girls giggled and slipped off their shoes and let them dangle from their delicate fingers as they let their toes dig into the soft sand.
Spike had been correct. It really was a gorgeous night. The sky was completely clear, revealing a myriad of stars and a brightly shining half moon. This place really was made for people in love.
The girls walked into front of the boys and pretended to be gossiping as they spoke loud enough for sensitive vampire hearing to pick up, but not enough that anyone near by could understand them.
“So,” Willow whispered, smiling at Fred. “Did you notice any type of surveillance equipment while we were in the dining room?”
“I didn’t notice any,” the mousy girl replied as she looked over her shoulder at the vampires behind them. “Ya’ll see anything?”
“Not that I could tell, but there was an awful lot of muscle in that place,” Angel said, staring at the redhead’s backside as it shimmied in the short skirt.
“Not all of it was demon either,” Spike grumbled. A mentally cursed his chip yet again, knowing that if it came to a fight and humans were involved he would be unable to protect his girl. “I do think there is some sort of sound equipment. I could hear a real low pitched buzzing. Definitely some sort of electrical works.”
“So maybe we are dealing with some sort of demon who can disable the cameras and microphones,” Fred suggested.
“Or maybe a witch,” Willow interjected excitedly. “You could use magic to do a glamour on the monitoring equipment so that when the security people looked at the cameras, you wouldn’t notice the missing people.”
“Or it could be an inside job,” Spike jumped in. “That’s where my money lies. Someone who has access to all the secret areas of the place. You just know that this place is full of hidden passages and what not. Wish we had some sort of way of finding those.”
“We do,” Angel smiled as he reached out to pull the now grinning redhead against his broad chest. He leaned down to rest his chin on the shorter girl’s shoulder. “We have an excellent hacker right here. All we have to do is get to the library and use the internet connection they have there.”
“Isn’t that a little risky?” the young brunette asked. “If we’re being watched, then won’t they be checking the internet connection?”
“No,” the dark vampire said as he leaned down to softly kiss the redhead’s warm neck. “I asked Warner before we got here. They don’t monitor email or internet usage for the visitors’ privacy. So the hacking is a go.”
The redhead giggled as her lover smacked a huge kiss just above her collarbone. “Why don’t we get on that when we get back inside, Angel? But what will Spike and Fred do?”
Spike growled and leapt after his partner who was now running and screaming in mock terror as she tried to avoid the vampire’s grabby hands.
“Probably a lot of that,” Angel mumbled, trying to sound put out, but succeeded in portraying the exasperated father figure.
Spike caught his prey and spun her around while she giggled loudly. Once they had stopped the playful chasing, Fred looked at Angel and said, “We could start looking for those secret passages. Maybe we will find something, so we should set a time to meet. You know, need to synchronize our watches and plan an alibi. Ooh, can we have code names?”
Willow and Angel laughed at the babbling Texan. Her enthusiasm was contagious.
“Ok, its 8:15 now,” Angel said, glancing at his watch. “Let’s plan to meet at 10:00 in the main dining room. I’ll order a special dessert for us. Set it up like a meeting for us to chat and gossip. Be careful,” he ordered, glaring at Spike. “If you find something, don’t do anything until after we meet. We can’t afford to be separated this early in the game.”
“Sounds like a plan, boss man,” the blonde vampire said as he cradled his mate to his chest. “And don’t worry, I won’t do anything stupid.”
As soon as the words were out of his mouth, Spike tossed the young brunette over his shoulder and began to make his way toward the hotel. Angel shook his head at the antics of his childe. He reached over and took the young witch by the hand and followed the giggling couple toward their mission.
Neither couple noticed the pair of eyes that was watching them with curiosity as the lovers made their way to the building. Pulling out the small phone, the man informed his partner that their marks where making their way back inside. Soon they would be able to complete their mission.
~~~*~~~
Angel and Willow smiled as they watched Spike and Fred hurry off in the opposite direction of the dining room.
“See you later,” Fred called out as she was dragged away by the blonde vampire.
“Don’t forget, we’re meeting at ten,” Angel called out louder than was absolutely necessary.
“Sure thing, Dad,” Spike replied sarcastically as he pulled his lover against his body and around the corner.
Angel just shook his head at his hyperactive childe. Smiling down at the small redhead, he said, “Let’s get this show on the road.” Willow nodded as they walked up to the concierge.
“May I help you, sir?” the young Bracken demon asked.
“Yes,” Angel said, smiling widely. “My childe and I would like to treat our mates to a special dessert. Is it possible to arrange that for later this evening?”
“Certainly, Mr. Angel,” the demon replied, pulling out his note pad. “What would you like?”
“Ten o’clock. Reservation for four. Chocolate soufflés for the girls and traditional English blood pudding for my childe. No blood please, just regular pudding. And champagne.”
“Nothing for you, sir?”
“I’ll have my dessert later, thank you,” the dark vampire said, pulling the redhead tighter to his side. Willow giggled lightly.
“Very good, sir. We’ll see you at ten.”
Angel turned after nodding to the young demon and headed down the hallway. He found it extremely difficult to keep his hands off the young girl next to him. They located the library easily and asked for a computer with an internet connection well away from any other patrons, even though they seemed to be the only ones in the library at the time. The vampire pulled out the chair for the redheaded hacker and sat down next to her, close enough to see the monitor easily while blocking the view of anyone else or any cameras that might be around.
Willow easily started the computer and began her search to find the information they were hoping to find. She quickly located an archive that held plans for the retreat and suddenly opened another window. This one, she went directly to a site that Angel noticed specialized in women’s lingerie, specifically fetish wear.
“What is that for?” Angel whispered in the redhead’s ear.
“It’s our cover,” Willow whispered back, turning her head to steal a kiss quickly before looking back at the red leather cat suit on the screen. “I can switch back to this if anyone comes around. We can say we are looking for something for me from this site. You don’t mind, do you?”
“No,” the vampire replied quickly, looking back at the monitor. “In fact, do they have that in black?”
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Spike following the brunette through the narrow corridors under the guise of a playful chase. All the while, he ran his hands over the walls, searching any sign of hidden door. Finding none, he decided to give up on his quest for secret doors and concentrated on hunting his southern beauty. He heard a giggle around the corner and hurried off in hot pursuit.
Fred tried to stop herself from giving her location away, but the idea of a Master vampire chasing her around like they were kids playing hide and seek was just too amusing. Thinking she had heard something, she stopped for a moment and turned to see no one behind her. When she turned back, the blonde vampire stood before, smirk firmly in place.
“Spike,” she squealed as he spun her around and pinned her against the wall.
The blonde began to attack her mouth with his own, Teeth and tongue on her lips and made the girl moan into the vampire’s mouth.
Spike braced his hands against the wall as he tried to remain in control. This girl was driving him to edge of his control. He leaned into her further and thrust his hips enticingly, rubbing his erection against the girl’s hip. As his weight pressed against her further, the wall behind the brunette gave way and they both tumbled into the hidden passageway.
Once the secret door closed behind them, Spike looked around. “I guess we found something.”
Chapter 12 ~FemailoftheSpecies~ Feedback
"Wow." Fred twisted around on the dusty floor in the direction of Spike's voice. He found her easily and helped her to stand. "It's so dark."
"No worries. I can see well enough."
Her hot skin was pressed against him, fear of what she could not see making her heart pound, the vibration so strong it seemed as if it were his own. He missed this. Waiting in the shadows, stalking his prey, seeing all, knowing they see nothing, listening to their steamy little bodies give them away. He had to remind himself that Fred was not a meal. He searched his pockets for his lighter and not finding it he scanned the narrow passage.
"Spike?" Her fingers sank into his upper arm when he tried to take a step further into the hidden recesses of the resort. "No.Angel said to wait for them if we found anything. And I can't see which is very upsetting." Her speech was becoming clipped and her voice rose an octave.
"I won't let anything happen to you, pet. All right?"
She shook her head feverishly. "Nooo, not all right! We have to get out of here! Please." Even in this gloom he could see the well of tears spilling over her cheeks and he cursed himself for his stupidity. Only a few days ago she told him about being kept in a box in a dark barn with only a few air holes. One of her more thrilling Pylean adventures.
"I'll get you out of here." He spoke as he felt along the wall from which they entered for a trigger to open it from this side. Her hand never left the small of his back, her pulse reaching him. She was terrified and as delicious as it smelled and as distracting as it was he got no real pleasure from it. He didn't want to hurt her. At least not much.
"Hurry." Despite the darkness, her eyes were open wide, which allowed her the illusion of blindness, causing further panic.
"I think." he groaned, pulling on a lever over his head, "this is it. got it!" The darkness was tainted by the artificial lighting streaming into the secret passage. She darted past him and ran a few feet away. "Wait."
She stopped and turned, glancing about nervously, shaking in her shoes.
Quickly he encircled her trembling form. "Let's go to the room for a while. We'll see Angel and Willow in a few hours anyway." She nodded, calm now that she was out of what her mind perceived as danger.
The blonde took one last look around noting the location so he could return later with his sire.
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"I cannot believe you ordered all that stuff." She laughed as they headed back to their room.
"You'll look great. Do you think the one day shipping really works?"
"It better, you paid enough for it."
He swiped the keycard and let them in. Housekeeping had evidently come and gone. It seemed they understood vampire hours as well. Not once was there that irritatingly gentle knocking of the maid during the day. He tossed his key on the desk and headed straight for the mini-frig and the carafe of O negative he requested room service deliver every evening at 8pm. He poured some into a glass mug and stuck it in the microwave oven.
"Where do you think Spike and Fred are off to?"
"They were gonna explore the interior, but they're back."
"Back?" "Yeah, I can feel him. he's close by.in the room most likely."
"Oh that's weird, but in a really good way."
"Not if you know Spike."
"Come on Angel.you know you like him."
"Oh, I like him a lot actually.It's just.He has been very angry at me for a long time. He can't let it go yet. And I wish I had done some things differently." Liking Spike a lot was definitely an understatement. Yet it was many lifetimes ago and they were both very different demons now.
She passed him the warmed blood, fascinated that he did not change to drink like Spike always did. "Such as?"
"Well," He sipped the delicious fluid, moaning. "I should not have left him and Dru with Darla. That was poor judgment all around."
"Hmm." She knew there was more to it than that, but decided not to force the matter. He may never want to share that part of his past and it was not her business to pry. "What are we gonna do about Buffy? She is itching to get us back to the Hellmouth. Giles said it's getting bad."
"I think it would look strange if you two left and Fred and I started hanging together. Or maybe not." He smirked as the redhead stormed over to him, feigning anger all too convincingly.
"There will be no `hanging out' with Fred or any other woman." On her toes, she placed a wet kiss on his neck, letting her tongue sneak out for a taste. "Understood?"
"Yes, ma'am."
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He straddled her, his groin resting happily and nakedly on the swell of her ass. The coolness of his skin no longer startled her. Now she found it soothing to be wrapped in his strong, chilled embrace. She tensed and squirmed as his long fingers danced over her spine, teasing her.
"Spike."
He took pity on her and gave up the fleeting touches in favor of kneading the muscle below the tiny scars. "Cor, luv, you're tense."
"You know how to relax me." Her voice was deeper, no longer infected with traces of her earlier hysteria. The implications made him groan as he rolled off to her side.
"If we start, it will be a while before you get to relax." He turned her over as she pulled at the hem of his shirt.
"But you make the best kinda tension which leads to the best kinda relaxing." She leaned up to sitting and pulled his shirt of with her, flopping back onto the bed with a sigh once his beautiful body was exposed to her.
The tugging at her underwear, he smiled when she lifted her hips. He pulled them off and throw them across the room.
"Come here." He growled before grabbing her hips and pulling her cunt upward to meet his mouth as she hung nearly upside down.
"Oh.ah.Spike!" It was a laugh and a squeal combined. She was losing all ability to thing as he sucked on her clit relentlessly. It was a vicious attack. No slow build up to acclimate her to the sensations. He licked and sucked and bit her until she writhed, screaming and clawing at the sheets as she came repeatedly, fucking his mouth unintentionally as she bucked against him. He kept up the momentum, wanting her insane for him. Her heart pounded in her ears and her head tingled from the rush of blood there. The tension built again and she was sitting in a swing, turning round and round until she could turn no more nor stay still. Lightening quick it snapped and she was spinning wildly, cuming and knowing nothing else but his mouth as he possessed her so easily and made her his.
He dropped her sated form to the bed and changed into the demon that he was, letting his fangs break twin lines of skin along her belly. As the blood welled up he looked to her with golden eyes. She was watching him, curious, but not fearful.
"Beautiful" He dove down and lapped at the blood until the small cuts clotted. Climbing up her form, his fingers grazed her over wet pussy as he spread her and entered her swiftly.
"God."
He laughed at that. "Not quite." He pulled out until the tip of his cock tickled her lips there. She thrust her hips up in response, waiting impatiently for the fucking he was so anxious to give her. He drove his hips into her and began a fast, hard pace that had her panting soon. Thin fingers dig into him, making tiny crescent in his skin, but doing no damage otherwise. He fucked her. Nothing else would be accurate. And she screamed and moaned and whimpered and begged through it all.
His balls tightened when she bit him hard enough to draw blood and surprised, he came in a flood, unable to resist returning the favor. He felt her walls flutter around him yet again as his fangs sliced into the fleshy swell of her breast. He took a few sips before retracting his demon's teeth and licking the wound shut.
"Christ Spike.I don't think I can take that too many times." She lifted her heavy head and grinned. "in one day, that is. I need to sleep."
He lay his head on her belly smelling himself in her. It made him smile. She took the chance to play in his curly locks, debating whether he would be angry if she hid the gel.
"We have to meet Angel and Willow in the dining room at ten."
"Why? I could lay here with you forever."
"I can give you forever, luv. Just say the word and I'll make you eternal."
She looked down at him, too tired to sit up. "You're serious."
"If I could do it without your permission, I would have done it already. This chip has ruined some of my best opportunities." He said, pouting just a little.
"I'm flattered. I think."
~~~*~~~
The table was perfectly set. A Brunshwig cloth in red with tiny strips of silver covered the square surface. Place settings of bone white china trimmed with platinum awaited use. Willow watched, sipping her champagne, as Angel whispered something to the waiter who nodded and left quietly.
"What was that about?"
"It's a surprise."
"I think I like your surprises."
He turned to the stairs and spotted Fred and Spike. The couple looked stunning together, Fred in a pale blue spaghetti strapped cocktail dress and the younger vampire in black linen slacks and a pale blue short sleeved sweater. He had almost forgotten that William actual knew how to dress and had a keen sense of fashion before Spike decided to simplify his wardrobe. He dark vampire stood as Fred approached and Spike helped her into her seat opposite Willow.
Angel, caught off guard, was overwhelmed by the scent of his childe on the girl. He reeked of her as well. The boy had foolishly claimed her again. He sat again, smiling somewhat tensely. After dessert he planned to have a chat with the fang happy blonde.
Chapter 13 ~Sonya~ Feedback
The candles were dimming as the wax melted slowly down its staff. The two couples had grown quiet in a silence that only held contentment. Yet…there was so much more going on…
Willow leaned back in her chair and swirled the remnants of her champagne in the crystal glass. Covertly, she eyed Angel. He seemed tense…as if preparing for a mission. Her curiosity was peaked and yet she knew from Angel’s silent determination that simply questioning him was not going to go over well.
Angel felt Willow’s eyes scrutinizing him when she thought he wasn’t looking. He knew that he wasn’t hiding the emotions that were running through him very well. His cool façade held little emotion yet gave everything away. The scent of Spike was emanating off of Fred in tidal waves. Spike had claimed her more than once. The soul inside of him was feeling the need to protect Fred and warn Spike off. However, the demon in him wanted to put his childe straight…the only way a sire could.
“Mmmm…that was delicious! But I don’t think I could take another bite…” Fred exclaimed in pure delight as she stretched her arms out and leaned back in her chair.
Snapping out of her daze, Willow agreed, “That was amazing. I don’t know how I’m ever going to get back to regular food. I guess gourmet dining will be my once in a lifetime experience. The Double Meat Palace will be the only restaurant I’ll be seeing after this is all done with.”
Spike and Willow both glanced at each other and held their own private joke. All at the expense of Buffy and the image of her donning that horrid uniform and hat.
Angel caught the exchange between the two and twinge of jealousy whimpered through his thoughts. It affected him deeply to know that Spike knew more about Willow than he did. They share a past that goes further than anything she and Angel shared. He knew they were friends of sorts and Willow wasn’t interested in Spike in any other way. Still…Angel felt this overwhelming need to know every last detail of Willow and the woman she had become since he’d left Sunnydale.
Willow saw the furrowed brow gracing Angel’s forehead and finally decided to ask, “Angel, is there something wrong?” she whispered softly while Spike and Fred quietly chatted.
Jerking his eyes upwards to see Willow’s enchanting eyes glimmering with concern, he responded, “Nothing. I think maybe we should get going. It’s getting kind of late.”
Willow looked at him with a funny expression, “Aren’t you supposed to like the late nights?”
“I didn’t say anything about sleep.” Angel stated with a look that implied something…else.
Willow suddenly sat up straight and lifted her arms and let out dramatic yawn, “Look at the time! It’s so late! I’m going to need to get to bed!”
She wasn’t fooling anyone. Willow was a woman of many facets but lying was not a part of them and she was incredibly transparent.
Spike quirked an eyebrow at Willow knowingly, “I thought you were accustomed to our late nights by now, Red.”
“Umm…I am! But every now and then time just…catches up with me.” she stumbled out. Yet again proving the lying wasn’t on her list of talents.
Fred smiled mischievously at Spike, “You know…I’m kind of tired too. I think we should get some rest. It’s been a long day for us all and maybe we all need to unwind.”
After hearing that, Spike jumped to his feet and held on to Fred’s wrist, “Right, then. We’ll just get going.” and was about to walk off when he heard Angel come around to his side.
Angel murmured in his ear gruffly, “You and I need to talk. Meet me in the lobby an hour before dawn.”
Spike questioningly glared at Angel but shrugged it off and walked away. It irked him that Angel felt he could order him around. Angel had abandoned him a long time ago and was in no position to demand things from him. Yet, Spike knew he would go meet Angel. No matter how much he tried to deny the effect Angel’s presence had on him it simply didn’t work. He was still Spike’s sire.
Angel stood watching Spike and Fred practically run to their rooms and clenched his jaw. He knew Fred was a willing participant when it came to Spike but somehow he didn’t feel as though she would understand the full scope of the claim Spike now had on her.
“Ahem…” he heard come from behind him.
As he turned around he came into view of Willow’s petite form standing in impatience.
“If I didn’t know any better, I’d think that you wanted to join those two.” she stated with her delicate chin thrust upwards.
Angel smirked as he walked to her side and caressed her cheek with the large palm of his hand, “Good thing you know better.”
Suddenly, a look of uncertainty came over her as she diverted her eyes and bit her lower lip, “Maybe…you’ve just been acting strange tonight.”
Angel saw the doubt in her and instantly wanted to throw her over his shoulder, race to their room and show her exactly how he felt about her, “I know but it’ll be better by morning, I promise.”
Willow shyly looked up at him and playfully asked, “Is there anything that I can do for you until then?”
Angel simply growled before clasping his lips onto hers and engaging her senses in a passionate duel.
~~~*~~~
“Luv, you smell so good.” Spike murmured into the crook of Fred’s slender neck.
The second that they’d enter their suit, clothes were shed and bed linen was tossed to the side.
Lying in each other’s embrace, Fred held Spike’s body close to hers and slowly rubbed herself against him. His body was perfectly chiseled; every corner and crevice seemed to entice her more.
Slyly, she moved her warm hands down his lithe body to his lower back and then on top. She gripped his hardness when it suddenly came alive and grew more persistent. Up and down, she slid her diminutive palm on his shaft and feeling him growl against her neck.
Spike began thrusting his hips into her hand and closed his eyes with concentration. It was too much. Having her touch him with a gentleness that made him want to go mad.
Suddenly, he felt her entire form slide down his. Her long soft brunette locks lingered as her lips pressed a delicate kiss on the tip of his shaft. Then, without notice, she slipped out her pink tongue at the base of his erection and slid it upwards. She let it swirl around its head and before sinking her mouth downwards.
Spike’s eyes shot open wide as he lifted his head to see Fred bobbing up and down on his shaft but quickly closed them again when he felt her begin a sucking motion. Any moment now, he was going to explode. Faster and faster she began to jerk while suctioning harder.
The faster she went, the more he was losing control. “Luv, you need to stop. Please…” he trailed off.
Seductively, she moaned and it vibrated onto his hardness. Fred had no intention of stopping. She wanted to give him the pleasure he always seemed to give her.
Suddenly, she felt her wrist being dragged upwards and soon her body followed. “No…let me do this for you.” she cried out.
Spike hissed her sat up with her in his lap. He let his penis slide between her slick thighs. Gripping her chin, he kissed her and then whispered, “I want you to do something else for me.”
Fred’s cheeks were rosy from his passionate request and at that moment, she would do anything he wanted.
Spike turned her around until her back faced him. Gently, he lifted her hips and brought them down on his swollen penis.
Fred keened out loud and began to pick up the rhythm he had set with her hips. His hard shaft felt cool as it entered her core with a fierceness that only brought satisfaction. The moistness of her arousal allowed for him to thrust easily and heartily.
Spike rested his chin on her shoulder and guided her face to look in front of her.
There, she saw the image of her and Spike making love on the reflection of the mirror that stood unabashedly. It held nothing back. Every detail of the mating was displayed for her to see. Fred’s cheeks flushed and her gaze caught Spike’s.
“How can I see you?” Fred gasped out loud in curiosity as her hips swirled in the direction Spike commanded.
“Just one of the many perks of this place. You like it?” Spike gruffly answered with a hitch in his speech.
“Oh yah…mmm...” Fred was finding it troublesome to get the words out of her mouth and simply settled on whimpering.
Nuzzling his claim that he’d left on her neck previously, Spike was overcome with the possessiveness he was feeling and vamped out. His features shifted to his demon.
Fred was in a frenzy and about to reach her climax when she felt the intoxicating feel Spike biting into his claim.
The floodgates opened and the tides swept over the both of them.
~~~*~~~
Willow lay contentedly asleep on her bed with Angel. Even in her sleep and her eyes closed, she enjoyed being in his embrace even though they couldn’t act on the desire they had for each other. She subconsciously moaned with lust as she felt Angel thrust his hips against hers. Her bottom nudged his arousal with a fluidity that enticed Angel to no end.
Angel didn’t know if he could control his senses any longer. The more he was near Willow; the more he wanted to strengthen his claim on her and show her the raw emotions she brought out in him. He buried his face in her flower scented tresses and sighed with a hunger that would never be sated. This was not a way to keep sane.
In this way, he envied Spike. Spike was able to claim Fred and bask in their passion without any repercussions. It wasn’t fair. But he had no right to judge him. After all, Angel was the one to abandon Spike to Dru and Darla without any notice. There were so many things, as a sire that Angel didn’t get to teach him. No wonder Spike resented him so much.
Angel smoothed his palm down her shoulder and along the side of her body. Her skin felt like satin under his roughened hand. Willow’s delicate features molded themselves to his hard form and Angel realized that it would be too easy for him to succumb to his demon and sink into Willow’s tender body. The raw and passionate images that flooded his mind were of no help.
His hands rubbed up and down the side of her thigh that was exposed to him and he heard Willow moan gently. He could feel her breath speed up along with her heart beat. The blood pulsed through and it taunted Angel to know end. As the frustration grew so did Angel’s simulated thrusting.
Soon both of their hips were moving rapidly and grinding into each other in desperate attempts of sating the growing tension. The only barrier between them was the flimsy silk of Angel’s boxers.
Willow’s eyes fluttered and the feeling of Angel’s solid, throbbing erection against her stomach brought forth the aching she’d so painstakingly tried to hide for the past few days. She needed Angel. Gripping on to his shoulders, Willow turned them both so that she was sitting naked on top of his silk encased erection with Angel simply looking up at her under hooded eyelids.
Willow began thrusting her mound against him while Angel caressed her breasts with both hands and smoothly tweaked each pink nipple into identical rigid forms. Soon they trailed down her lithe form until they found her flushed mound. Instantaneously, he parted the lips of her core and slid two fingers into her warmth.
Willow keened loudly at the penetration and writhed hard yet, to reach her peak.
Angel felt his control slipping and knew he was about to explode any second.
Together they allowed for the waves of eroticism sweep them away and
both were left in each others arms.
Glancing at the clock, Angel noticed the time and it was almost time for sunset. He needed to meet with Spike and set things straight.
Careful not to wake Willow, Angel slipped out of bed and put on his clothes. Taking one last longing glance at Willow, he slipped out of their suite and headed towards the lobby.
Willow’s eyes shot open. All night, she’d felt Angel behave so tensely. Before and after their simulated mating, Willow felt the uneasiness that was emanating from him. Something was up and she had a gut feeling that was telling her that something wasn’t right.
Sitting up, she looked at the clock on her side table. Where was Angel going? In a hurry, she put on a pair of sweat pants and an emerald green tank top before leaving their room.
Quickly, she got on the elevator and headed towards the lobby in hopes of finding someone who might have seen Angel. However, as she got off the elevator she found Fred pacing the marble floors near the information desk.
“Fred? What’s going on? What are you doing down here?” she asked as she approached the petite Texan.
“Well, I don’t know really. I mean…I just had a weird feeling when I realized that Spike was gone. He wasn’t beside me when I woke up and he’s always there.” Fred sputtered out with concern.
Willow scrunched her forehead. Again, that sick feeling of something not right crept up on her. “I have a weird feeling too.” she said quietly as she surveyed the dimly lit lobby where not a single person or creature could be seen.
“Fred, I don’t think we should just stand around here. Maybe we should go back to our rooms and wait for them to come back.” Willow suggested.
Nodding, Fred and Willow stood in front of the elevators wait for the next ride up when suddenly the doors opened and two large men reached out and grabbed the two girls.
Fred and Willow tried to shout and began kicking their legs in an effort to get away but the men were too large. Their mouths were covered with soft rags that smelled bitterly tart. Both girls fluttered their bodies until slowly their movements came to a stop and they fell limp.
“That was easy as pie, Brian. And you were worried…” Pete gruffly taunted.
Brian hoisted Willow’s body up and muttered, “Shut up. We’ve gotta get these two to the clients. They’re gonna have to pay double for the job we just pulled.”
“Do we have to take them right away? After watching them with those two vampires, I’m feeling kind of…” Pete began to describe.
“No way. We’ve got a job to do. Plus, the longer we take the more chances we have for getting caught. I don’t especially don’t want those two blood suckers coming after us.” Brian stated even though he was eyeing the girls with interest.
“Fine. I just want to get paid.” Pete simply stated.
The two heaved the two petit girls in their arms and made their way to their patrons who were willing to pay a pretty penny for the job they’d just pulled. What they did with the girls afterwards was none of their business.
On the other side of the hotel, Angel walked on to a terrace where he found Spike gripping the railing with white knuckles.
“Spike.” he stated in an acknowledgement of his presence.
“Peaches. Want to tell me what I’m doing here?” Spike replied. The two of them were never one to exchange pleasantries.
Both were oblivious to the situation their counterparts were about to face.
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