Rating - NC-17
Pairings - Major pairings: Angelus/William, Angelus/Darla, William/Darla. Minor pairings are various combinations of those six.
Keywords/Warnings: Found in some but not all chapters: Het and Slash Smut, Violence, Bloodplay, Torture, Rape. As you see by the pairings, I'm firmly of the opinion that as vampires, Angelus and William would have had a physical (sexual) relationship. If you don't agree, don't read this series.
Summary: This is my take on William's past, starting with being turned by Angelus, in 1880. I try to stick as close as possible to the timeline as given us by Joss Whedon where possible, but most of this is all my ideas, my attempts to "fill-in-the-blanks."
Dedications: To CrazyEvilDru, my beta and my favorite Buffy-Fic author in this world. She got me into writing smut, and then encouraged me in my first attempt at writing m/m smut, the first story of this series.
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London, 1880
"Ow. Ow-ow-ow-ow," was all William could say as he was drained of blood by the whatever-she-was. She had been beautiful, and then her face had changed. She’d sunk her very-sharp-teeth into his neck, and he’d felt her sucking his blood. It had hurt like hell. *Oh well, at least it will all be over soon. No more hearing women tell me they’re above me.*
Then, suddenly, the thing was pulled from him, and he fell to the ground.
"Back, you demon from hell!"
William looked up as a skinny, dark haired man thrust a cross at the girl. *Oh, great. I get saved to suffer another day of humiliation. By a man who looks like he’d fall over if the wind hit him too hard. Thank you, fate, for being so amused with making my life a living hell.* He sighed and sat back against the wall of the building to see if the man actually *would* get the better of the ... *He *did* say ‘demon.’ S’pose that’s as good a word as any.*
He heard footsteps, and saw a tall, dark haired, broad-shouldered, handsome man and a beautiful, just slightly shorter, blonde woman walk up behind his savior. "Is there a problem here?" the man asked, with just a hint of an Irish accent.
"Yes," the other man replied, turning to face the other two, "this demon was draining that boy’s blood. If you’ll be so kind as to get the boy out of harm’s way, I’ll hold off the demon. Then we can get the boy to the hospital."
"I’ve got a better idea," said the man, as his face morphed into one similar to the girl’s. "How about I kill you for ruining my girl’s fun?" he said, and he snapped the man’s neck effortlessly.
"Thank you, Daddy," the girl said, walking over to the man, and kissing him passionately. William watched this in sick fascination, knowing he should be worried. Even afraid. He couldn’t quite make the fear come, however. The man smiled down at the girl, "You shouldn’t have wandered off, Dru," he said, clucking his tongue at her. "If you wanted a companion, all you had to do was ask me to help you find one."
He saw William, then, and walked over to him, pulling him to his feet. "You’re a quiet one. No begging for mercy, no screaming for help?" he questioned with an amused glint in his eyes.
"I’m not afraid of you," William replied insolently. "You want to kill me, and I don’t see that as a horrible thing right now."
The man laughed, still holding William up. "Nothing left to live for, Boy?"
"M’not a boy," William retorted in aggravation. He tried to pull away, but felt dizzy and decided that it was a good thing the other man was helping him stay on his feet, even if he was likely to kill him soon. He reminded himself again that he didn’t care if that was the end result. "And no, if you must know, I don’t much like my life. So kill me. Go ahead." He tilted his head to the side, giving the man permission to finish the job the girl had started.
"What if I told you I could give you a new life, instead?" the man asked.
"Whassat?" William looked back at the other man. *Now that’s strange,* he thought as he looked into the gold-tinged eyes. It was as if more than one person was looking at him. "Didn’t much like this one, thanks anyway though," he replied.
"What’s your name, Boy?"
"I told you, I’m not a boy," William scowled. "My name's William."
"Well, Will," Angelus nodded. "I’m Angelus." He nodded to the dark-haired girl, "You’ve met Drusilla, and the other beauty next to her is Darla. And I’m offering you something much more incredible than you could ever dream of. An eternal life with no regrets, in which you feed off the weak mortals who are beneath you, rather than the other way around."
William looked at Angelus in shock. How had he known?
Angelus chuckled. "Ah, Will, My Boy, every vampire has a gift. Mine is that, occasionally, I get a glimpse into someone’s mind. They don’t appreciate you. Why not prove them wrong? Show them the strength that you’ve always had deep inside but kept repressed out of respect for their silly rules. So what d’you say?" he pressed William against a nearby wall, and slipped into gameface. "I promise you forever will *not* be boring with us."
William’s eyes widened as he felt the evidence of the man’s - demon’s - arousal pressed against his hip.
Angelus chuckled in response to William's shock. "You’re a beautiful one, William. And demons don’t much follow any particular sexual preference. You’ll get over your fears and learn to embrace all the many pleasures of life, soon enough."
"I’m not now, nor have I ever been, attracted to men," William protested indignantly.
"Oh no?" Angelus questioned, grinding his hips against William’s. He smirked as William’s penis responded, hardening and jumping to attention. "I sense otherwise."
William gasped and closed his eyes. *What is this, humiliate William night?* He uttered a muffled protest as he felt Angelus’ lips pressed against his, but was soon lost in the sensations that were evoked by the kiss. Angelus was a skillful kisser, he slid his lips over William’s and ran his tongue over his lower lip. Before William knew what he was doing, he parted his lips, granting the man’s tongue entrance. He groaned as Angelus’ tongue plundered his mouth, fully exploring every inch of it. He finally pulled away, giving William the opportunity to drag in a ragged breath. He was breathing heavily, and so aroused he could barely stand it.
He gasped as Angelus continued to grind his hips against him. *This isn’t happening. this isn’t happening. This isn’t- oh bloody hell!* He groaned as he suddenly reached his orgasm. He vaguely heard Angelus follow him with a muffled shout against his shoulder. When he’d gotten his bearings, he looked into the vampire’s golden eyes again.
Angelus said, "Last chance. I’m not leaving you alone. I either kill you, or make you one of us." He leaned down, and pressed a kiss to William's throat.
William felt fangs graze his throat and shuddered. He didn’t protest however, instead saying, "Yes, I want to be one of you." He shuddered again as he felt Angelus’ tongue lick the path of his jugular vein.
He looked over the vampire’s shoulder, and saw the other two women standing nearby. They were both grinning, obviously enjoying the show. "Angelus," the blonde woman spoke. "Perhaps we should take this some place more private?" she suggested.
William whimpered in disappointment when Angelus lifted his head from his neck, and turned to look at the woman. "I imagine you’re right, Darla," he said nodding. He turned back to William with a dazzling grin, and put his arm around his shoulders, pulling him along. "Come Will. Let’s go home." Darla joined Angelus at his other side, and he kissed her passionately as they walked down the street.
William walked alongside him willingly, feeling safe and confortable with these.... demons. He listened to the voice in the back of his head telling him he was mentally deranged, for all of ten seconds, until Drusilla pressed up against him from the other side.
She smiled at him. "We’re going to have so much fun together, William," she said, nipping at his neck playfully.
William groaned, putting his other arm around Drusilla’s waist. Something told him that life was only going to get more and more interesting from this point forward.
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They reached an enormous two-story mansion, and William could only gape at it in disbelief. He heard Angelus chuckle, and say, "What, surprised, Will? We have all the power in the world, My Boy. Some vampires cower in the sewers, but not us. Only the best for me and mine."
William and Drusilla followed Angelus and Darla inside.
"Come, Will," Angelus tossed the words over his shoulder before starting up the stairs.
William followed, not too quickly, realizing what he was getting himself into. He was starting to have second thoughts, but at this point he knew those second thoughts were much too late. He followed Angelus into his room, and stood in the doorway, hesitating. Kissing the man - vampire - in a dark alley, that was one thing. But he wasn’t sure he was ready for ... this.
"You’re thinking too much," Angelus said as he turned to the boy. He walked over to him, and smiled. He cupped William’s face in his hand, before leaning in to kiss him gently. "Relax, Will," he said. He grabbed William’s wrist and pulled him into the room, shutting the door and pressing him up against it. "You do still want this, don’t you?" he asked, pressing his hips against William’s.
"I..." the word trailed off to a groan, as Angelus’ hand slipped inside his waistband and stroked his rapidly-hardening penis. "Angelus, please," he gasped.
"Please, what, Will?" Angelus replied, still smiling. It had been too long since he'd made a childe. He'd forgotten how much fun it could be. And with this one, he'd have him willingly, for a change.
William paused, and realized he didn’t know quite how to put what he wanted into words. He had *never* been with a man before, although he couldn't deny that he was attracted to Angelus. "I..."
Mercifully, Angelus read his mind and kissed him again, more possessively this time. William was vaguely aware of being pulled away from the door and backed toward the bed. Angelus’ hands were at the buttons of his shirt, and soon the shirt was gone. William shivered at the feel of the vampire’s cool hands on his over-heated skin. Angelus’ lips trailed down over his chin to his neck, nipping at the skin there. William groaned with desire.
He realized eventually that he was standing there motionless. He gathered his courage, and slipped his hands up over Angelus’ silk shirt, jumping when he felt the rumble of a growl from the vampire’s chest.
"It's all right, Will. You may touch me as much as you wish," Angelus said against the boy's neck, as he grabbed Will's hands again, guiding them to the buttons of his shirt. He smiled when the young man started to undo them. He raised his head to capture Will's lips again, and then shove him back onto the bed.
William took in a much-needed breath, and watched as Angelus slipped off his shirt. *God, he’s beautiful* was all he could think as he took in Angelus’ pale, toned chest. *Perfect, white, like a marble statue. Oh, hell. They were right, I’m a bloody awful poet.*
Angelus climbed onto the bed, straddling William, and kissed him again. He moved off and to the side, and undid the boy’s pants, pulling them down and off his legs. "I was right, you are a handsome one," he said with a smile.
William was breathing faster now, and he was slightly nervous - afraid. Up until that evening, he had been purely a ladies’ man, even though he was mostly a failure at that anyway. But he knew where this was heading, and wasn’t quite sure if it was what he wanted.
Angelus stood again, and pushed off his own pants. He climbed back up William’s body.
*Like a big, graceful cat. Stop that, you’re making me ill!*
Angelus chuckled, as if reading William's mind again. He lowered his body to press it fully against the young man’s, thrusting his cock against Will’s. The man whimpered, so Angelus repeated the action, while moving one of his hands to tease Will's nipples.
Soon William was panting and moaning, becoming more and more brave as he felt more aroused. His hands roamed over Angelus’ body, and finally settled in the man’s brown locks, pulling his head down for another kiss.
Angelus stopped his movements, and William groaned in disappointment, bucking his hips against Angelus’. "Patience, Will," Angelus said, looking at him with lust in his expression. "I want to be *in* you," he said, almost growled.
William swallowed hard, as he gazed into the brown eyes again tinged with gold. He took in a deep breath, and managed to nod.
Angelus grinned, and kissed him hard, and all fear William felt was replaced with uncontrollable desire. He wanted this man - vampire. He watched as Angelus sunk his fangs into his own wrist. He then coated his cock in the blood, and William shivered again, the fear returning. Angelus sat up, and grabbed a pillow. He grabbed William’s hips and lifted them, placing the pillow under his ass.
"Wha--" All intelligent thought was driven out of his head as he felt Angelus’ finger probing his hole. "Oh, God," he groaned as Angelus laughed.
"Like that, My Boy?" he asked, as he added another finger, stretching him. He moved his fingers in and out, and William gasped as he brushed against his prostate. He was soon lost in the feelings, moaning Angelus’ name. He tensed as he felt his orgasm coming, and then was falling over the edge with a shout.
As he opened his eyes, he realized he must have passed out. *That’s right. You’re a hopeless case* he sighed at himself. He looked into Angelus’ eyes, and opened his mouth to speak, but was cut off by Angelus’ passionate kiss.
"I need to be inside you now, Will," Angelus said. He lifted the young man's legs and placed them over his shoulders, as he moved closer.
William tensed as he felt Angelus’ cock at his hole, and braced himself for the pain that was sure to come. Surely it wouldn't be *all* pain, though. He knew that there were men who actually enjoyed this sort of thing.
"Try to relax, Will," Angelus said for the second time that night as he sensed the boy's fear. His hands moved to William’s nipples, twisting and pulling at them. William groaned with pleasure, and Angelus smiled. "We’re to be family. I won’t hurt you." *Much,* he added to himself.
William nodded, feeling that he could trust this demon. As strange as that was. But he did, so he tried to remain calm. He lifted his hand to caress Angelus’ cheek, and nodded. He got a smile in response.
Angelus breathed a sigh of relief and began to push into William’s hole slowly. The boy whimpered and he leaned in to kiss him, trying to take his mind off the pain.
William gripped Angelus' arms, as he tried to get used to the uncomfortable feeling of being stretched and invaded in this way. He sensed that Angelus was holding back, not wanting to hurt him more than necessary, so he tried to relax.
As Angelus sunk all the way in, he stilled. He knew the younger man was still afraid and feeling some pain. Normally he wouldn't care about hurting a human, but this wasn't just *any* human. This human was soon to be his childe. And as such, he wanted Will to adore him the same way Drusilla did. However, he didn't want Will insane too, so he knew it would be necessary to win the boy over, make him trust him.
He slipped a hand down between their bodies to grasp William’s still-erect cock, and begin to pump it. He raised his head to look into the young man's eyes. "Breathe, Will," he teased. "It is a necessity for you, for just a little while longer. It will help you adjust, too."
William groaned and let out the breath he hadn't realized he was holding. "Angelus," he whimpered as his cock twitched in response to the vampire's touch.
"Yes, Will?" Angelus asked. He moved a little, just a slight withdrawal and thrust back inside. The young man moaned and Angelus smiled. "Do you want me to stop?"
"No," William said, hoarsely.
Angelus pulled almost all the way out, then thrust back in quickly. William whimpered again, but this time it was with a combination of pain and pleasure because Angelus had hit his prostate. Angelus set a deliberate pace, and soon the two were lost in the sounds of their pleasure.
Angelus slipped into gameface, and his thrusts became faster as he neared his orgasm. William knew he should be afraid at the sight of the demon, but he wasn’t. He lifted his hand again to trace the ridges in the demon’s face, fascinated at the sight.Angelus tensed and groaned, "Will," before thrusting in harder than before, as his seed spilled into William’s bowels. William followed him into orgasm, moaning the vampire's name, as Angelus collapsed on top of him.
Angelus pulled out of the man's body, and rolled to his side, next to William. William noticed the vampire was breathing heavily, and was glad he wasn’t the only one. Angelus smiled down at him, back in his human face. "So, Will, d’you still want forever?"
William didn’t have to think about it, but nodded quickly. "Yes, Angelus. Make me yours."
Angelus growled, "Mine forever," before lowering his head to William’s neck. William tensed as he felt the prick of the fangs entering the skin, but was surprised when it didn’t hurt as much this time. In fact it felt overwhelmingly sensual, and he groaned at the feeling. Angelus was sucking at the wound, and William felt the earlier dizziness return. He wrapped his arms around Angelus’ shoulders, holding him close.
He whimpered as he felt Angelus pull his fangs out of his neck, then lick at the bite marks until the wound closed. Angelus raised his head and looked at him with a smile, and then sunk his fangs into his own wrist, before pressing it to William’s mouth. "Drink," he ordered.
William licked at the wound hesitantly, then made a face. "Uck."
Angelus rolled his eyes and sighed irritatedly. "William, if you want to live forever, you have to drink my blood."
William nodded, and pressed his lips to the gaping wound again, sucking at it half-heartedly. The first few swallows were sickening, but then the bloodlust took over, and he drank eagerly. It was coppery and sweet, going down his throat. He could also feel the power in the vampire’s blood, and was amazed by how erotic it was to drink another’s blood.
Too soon for his liking, Angelus grabbed Will’s hair, pulling his head away from his wrist. "That’s enough," he said.
Will frowned at him as if to argue, but then passed out. Angelus smiled and curled up next to the boy, sighing contentedly.
"Daddy, can I play with him?"
Angelus heard Drusilla’s voice in the doorway. He sighed in irritation, and sat up, looking over at his other childe. "Dru, he’s not awake yet," he growled. "Go back to your room. I’ll call you, when he wakes. And yes, you can play with him then. He IS your new brother, after all."
He laid back down after Drusilla had left. "Welcome to the family, William, my boy," he said, before drifting off to sleep.