Three Times a Sire

Author: Janet Lynn

Rating: NC-17

Pairing: S/A

Warning: This contains m/m slash.  If this offends your sensitive nature, please avert your eyes. Genre: AtS

Disclaimer: All things AtS belong to Joss Whedon (my god), Mutant Enemy, etc.  I own nothing, so please don't sue me.  I just want to play with the yummy beings that Joss created.

Spoilers: Season 5 of Angel through "Destiny".

Distribution: Shara Nesu's Place, Red's Soulmates and list archives. Everyone else, just ask.  I'm generous.

Author's Notes:  This is all Forging Ghost's fault.  This wonderful challenge was posted and I honestly tried to ignore it, but the damn thing kept biting me and I couldn't resist.  I hope it is all you dreamed of.

AN2:  This starts about two weeks after 'Destiny'.

AN3:  I will post this on my website once the new one is up and running. Stupid yahoo deleted the login I used for my webpage and now I have to start a new one.  The wonderful Cat is working on it now and I will make sure all the lists get the new URL once it is ready.

Summery: Angel and Spike are in a relationship until someone shows up to rock the boat.

A huge thanks to my sis Stephanie who is betaing for me.  You rock babe!

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~Part: 1~

"I believe that Mr. Tahara should be taken care of immediately" Wesley said, his voice pouring from the speakerphone sitting on Angel's desk.

The dark vampire reached over and released the mute button and answered, "I agree."  He pressed the button again and moaned softly.

"The Gashnar he has been transporting may be small and cute now, but they grow into quite mischievous little creatures" the former watcher continued. "I believe he is selling them out of his store like pets.  We should probably send someone over there to talk with him and inspect his stock."

"Sure thing, Wes" Angel replied after releasing the button and then pressing it again.  "Oh gods" he groaned, leaning his head back against the expensive leather chair.

"Gunn's in court until two" the Englishman continued.  "When he gets back I'll take him with me.  I don't believe that I should take Fred on this one. She might get attached to one of the demons.  They are awfully cute at that stage."

Lifting the button again, Angel said, "Sure thing.  I'm sure it could wait until then."  Replacing his finger, the vampire practically cried out, "Fuck, that feels so good.  I love your mouth, childe."

The phone line was quiet until Wesley spoke up.  "Angel" he said hesitantly. "I think you forgot to hit the mute button."

"Shit" Angel whispered.  He looked down to see Spike smiling around the hard cock filling his mouth.  The blonde was snickering at him.

"Angel" Wesley's voice brought him back to the situation at hand.  "We can finish this once you are otherwise less distracted.  And I would appreciate it if you would not engage in sexual activity while you are on the phone with me."

"Sorry Wes" the vampire said repentantly.  He glared at Spike, who was now laughing wholeheartedly, but still kneeling at his feet.

"I'll come to your office to continue this conversation in.what seems sufficient?  Twenty minutes?"

"Oi!" the blonde vampire yelled.  "Need longer than that, Percy.  Not bloody humans, you know."

"Shut up, Spike" both Angel and Wesley said at the same time.  Angel reached down and placed a single finger against the Spike's lust swollen lips to quiet him as he finished his conversation.  "Twenty minutes will be fine, Wes.  I'll see you then."  He reached over and stabbed at the off button on the phone and rested his face in his hands.  "Jesus, Spike" he whispered. "We have got to stop fucking in my office."

"You didn't hang up, Angel" Wesley groaned.  "You may wish to have Harmony show you how to operate your phone."  With that comment, he disconnected.

Spike sides hurt from laughing so hard.  Angel reached down and grabbed a handful of bleached locks and pulled sharply.  "I didn't tell you to stop, did I?"

"Are we playing 'sire and childe' now?" Spike asked, suddenly turning serious as his azure eyes darkened with lust.  Angel reached over with his free hand and cuffed the younger man's head playfully.  "No, sire" the blonde whispered, lowering his head in mock submission.

Angel smiled at the game.  It was one of his favorites since they had reestablished their relationship barely two weeks ago.  "Then I suggest you get back to it, childe" he growled low in his throat and pulled the willing mouth closer to his achingly hard cock.

Spike leaned forward and reverently began to lick the hard flesh from root to tip.  Angel moaned at the maddening sensation.  If anyone knew how to drive him crazy, it was this boy at his feet.

Feeling Angel lightly thrust his hips up toward his mouth, Spike smirked before leaning in even further and swallowing the turgid length whole.

"Yes" the dark vampire cried out, nearly cumming from the suddenly sensation.

Knowing what would send his sire right over the edge, Spike reached up with one hand and began to slowly rub the smooth flesh between Angel's balls and hole.  As he felt the man beneath him tense up, Spike began a deep purr in his throat.

Silently, Angel shuddered his release down his childe's cool throat.  His arms fell slack against the sides of his executive chair and he exhaled loudly.  Slowly, he opened his eyes and stared down into the gleaming blue eyes.

"Look at that" Spike said, smirking.  "We even have time to spare."

Angel chuckled at the remark and reached down and pulled the smaller man into his lap.  Cupping the sharp cheekbones in his large hands, he pulled the swollen lips down to his own and sucked the tempting bottom lip into his mouth.  Nibbling just hard enough to draw the smallest amount of blood, Angel plunged his tongue into the gasping mouth.

Both men heard the door open and Spike turned and growled at the intruder in full game face.

"Knock it off, Spike" the former watcher chided as he looked at the threatening vampire.  "Angel, I believe we have work to do."

Spike turned back to his sire and whispered, "Come on, luv.  You don't have to do this.  Let's go upstairs.  You deserve a day off."

Angel sighed.  Lately, Spike had continued to demand more and more of his time, but he had work that had to get done.  "I can't, Spike" he whispered against the pale cheek before him.  "I have things that need to be taken care of.  I'll see you later though, right?"

Spike nodded.  As much as he hated to admit it, he was starting to get used to Angel brushing him off for work or for one of his pet humans.er, friends. "I'll just go see what Fred's up to then, yeah?"  He leaned in for one last kiss before slipping off his sire's lap and heading for the door.  "Later, Percy."

Wesley shook his head as he watched the bleached blonde leave the office. "Why does he continue to call me Percy?" he asked Angel, the exasperation evident in the voice.  "He does know my correct name, doesn't he?"

"Of course he does" Angel answered.  "Just be glad you got off with something nice like Percy.  Try being called poofter, peaches, wanker."

"Tosser, the dark avenger, the great gelled one." Wesley interjected.

"He calls me that?" Angel asked.

Wesley just laughed before he sat down and began to get down to business.

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Once the former watcher had left, Angel began to rummage through the mail that had been delivered that day.  Most of it was benign, everyday correspondence, but one piece caught his attention.  A plain manila envelope with his name scrawled across it and no return address sparked a memory.  It was very similar to the envelope that carried the amulet that brought Spike to him.  Carefully, he reached out and opened the envelope.

Tipping out the contents, Angel studied them for a moment.  A small folded piece of paper with his name on the outside and a smooth sapphire blue stone with gold flecks.

He opened the note and began to read.

Angel,

I hope this finds you well.  I've been thinking about you lately.

I found this in a shop the other day and I immediately thought of you.

It's called a Worry Stone.  You rub it between your thumb and forefinger andit is said to help relieve some of your worries.  You weren't called 'Broodboy' for nothing.

Be happy,

B

Angel smiled.  Buffy had been thinking of him and sent him a present.  He picked up the stone and began to rub it softly.  He was amazed at its smoothness.  <Maybe it really does work> Angel thought as seemed to feel the stress simply melt away.  He sighed as he closed his eyes and let his head rest back against the chair in an imitation of his earlier position.

After several long minutes, dark brown eyes opened and scanned the room.  An evil smirk graced the handsome features and Angelus whispered, "Now this is interesting."

~Part: 2~

Angelus looked around and smirked at the scene before him.  The soul had decorated his office just as the demon would.  <Interesting.>

He turned around in his chair, chuckling lightly as he looked at the various weapons displayed on the wall behind the desk.  The vampire knew that Angel would never use them as they were intended and that thought made him sad.

Turning back around to rest himself behind the desk, Angelus got a hint of a familiar smell.  A boy, his boy had been here recently with the soul.  The demon felt his sight glaze over in a red haze of jealousy.  William was his boy and his alone.  Angel had no right to take what he had rightfully stolen.  He was the one who ripped the small, mousy boy with the indescribable azure blue eyes out of the arms of his insane childe and fed him his blood, making him his own.

His eyes flashed yellow as he remembered the times he had spent trapped in that cage as he watched the soul love his boy.  That night at the opera house he exercised a lot of demons for both of them.  They had fought and Spike won for the first time ever.  Angelus was proud of the master his childe had become and Angel was amazed that he had finally found an equal, another vampire with a soul who could match him blow for blow.

Angel had come back to his apartment, licking his wounds.  He stood in the shower, letting the nearly unbearably hot water pour off his split skin, trying to figure out why he lost when he heard someone enter the bathroom. Looking up, he was more than a little surprised to see his childe lounging in the doorway, staring at him.

"Now what do we do" the rough baritone floated across the room to the shower warmed vampire.

Angel looked at the bloodied form watching him and shrugged.  He honestly had no idea where they would go from here.  "You beat me tonight, Spike" he said sadly.  "Oddly enough, I'm proud of you."

The blonde stood staring at the dark vampire.  He never thought he would hear those words come from between those lips.

Angel didn't wait for his childe to respond before he continued.  "You really are a master vampire now.  It takes someone very strong to take someone older."

Shaken by the words coming from the man he hated more than all others, Spike slowly walked across the expansive tile, dropping articles of clothing on the way.  Once he reached the shower, he was completely naked.

Angel was too shocked by the boy's action to speak.  He stood slack jawed as the blonde walked under the water spray and pressed his naked chest against that of the taller man.  Softly, he had whispered "Sire" as he tilted his head to the side, showing his complete submission to the man he had nearly killed just a few hours before.

Angel leaned forward and gently kissed the soft flesh.  He snaked out his tongue and licked the faded mark he had put on his boy so many years before.

The demon violently forced the memories away.  He couldn't believe the soul had allowed his boy to take him that night and several nights since then. It just wasn't done.  Besides, someone else had touched what belonged to him.

He was going to take care of this right now.  He was going to go upstairs and find his annoying blonde childe and show him who he really belong to. It was time he remembered what a sire really was.  He rose from the chair with a growl and slammed the stone down, intent on getting what was his.

As soon as the stone left his hand, Angelus felt his consciousness slipping away.  He tried to scream but no sound escaped his lips.  He desperately reached for anything to hold on to, but the pull was too great and the demon felt himself being imprisoned in his own body once again.

Angel's eyes shot open and he realized he must have dozed off for a few moments.  He glanced down at the blue stone that was sitting on his desk and smiled at the small piece of stone that gave him a moment of peace.  He quickly picked it up and slipped it in his pocket as he stood.

He suddenly had an unexplainable desire to go find Spike and ravage the boy until he couldn't stand, but as he turned toward the elevator that would lead him to that tempting piece of flesh, Harmony walked in.

"Hey, Boss man" she said just a little too chipper for Angel's tastes.  "Mr. Taylor is here to see you."

Angel sighed and then motioned to Harmony to let the annoying man in.  He forgot that he had agreed to talk to the man about the contract he had with Wolfram and Hart to supply him with Danari eggs for his spell casting.  This was not going to be a fun conversation.  As the man walked in, Angel forgot all about Spike and his plans to make the blonde beg with desire.

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Angel sighed as he finished signing the last contract of the day and pushed the papers away from him.  He was looking forward to going back upstairs to his apartment and spending time with Spike.  He stopped short when Eve walked in and turned that damned smirk on him.

"Hi big guy" she said happily.  "Productive day?"

"What do you want Eve?" he asked, practically growling under his breath.

"Just wanted to touch bases with you is all" she said as she settled herself on the edge of his desk.  He noticed how she always crossed her legs as high as possible, ensuring that she exposed as much flesh as possible.  The funny thing was, there was no way she was tempting him when the only person he wanted right now was a certain blonde vampire who was probably upstairs in his apartment, smoking and listening to music much too loud.  Some may think she was cute, but it had taken a psychic suggestion from a very strong empath to make him want to take her over and over.  All he needed from Spike was a raised eyebrow or lopsided smirk and he was hard as rock.

He realized that Eve was staring at him, still waiting for a response. "Everything's fine, Eve" he said as he sighed and reached in his pocket and pulled out the small stone, holding it loosely in his hand.  "I just want to go upstairs and get to bed."

The young girl chuckled knowingly and said, "Well, I'd hate to hold you up or anything, but what's that?"

The vampire looked down at the stone in his hand.  "It's a gift from a friend" he said, smiling.

"Cool" she gushed as she held out her hand.  "Can I?"

Angel sighed before tipping the blue stone into the girl's small hand. "It's a worry stone, right?" she asked as she turned it over, staring at the gold strands weaving through the blue.

"Yeah" Angel said cryptically.  He was rapidly becoming irritated at the girl's continued presence.

"Do you believe it works?" she asked handing it back.

The vampire wrapped his hand around the cool stone before dropping it back into his pocket.  "Doesn't matter if I believe it or not, it was a gift and I will treasure it always.  Now, if you don't mind, I'm done for the day and I'm going upstairs."

The girl watched as the dark vampire turned and walked away from her without so much as a single glance.  As he stepped into the elevator, she pulled out her cell phone and hit the speed dial number.  When the party on the other end answered, she said quietly, "Yeah, he got it.  No, I don't think he suspects a thing.  Such thing, baby.  I'll be home soon."  The blonde tucked the phone away and swished out of the office with a conspiratory smile on her face.

~Part: 3~

Angel was happy to be away from the annoying girl.  He wasn't sure what it was about her that bothered him, but ever since the Lorne-induced indisgression, he just knew there was something off about her. He stood in the elevator, willing it to move faster so he could get back to his childe.  Once the doors open, Angel quickly moved from the enclosed space and rushed through the door of his penthouse apartment.  He smiled as he smelled the familiar scent of leather and cigarettes, all purely Spike.

His smile disappeared when he saw the blonde standing in front of the large picture window, staring out at the LA nighttime skyline.  "Working late again, huh luv?" Spike asked without turning to look at his sire.

Even though he put no inflection in his voice, Angel could tell that Spike was angry.  He had complained that Angel was working too hard and taking him for granted.  Spike just didn't understand him.  This is his mission; his redemption.  It wasn't easy running Wolfram and Hart.  He was trying to make a difference.

Angel sighed as he slowly walked over to the blonde and wrapped his arms around his waist from behind and rested his chin on the shorter man's shoulder.  "We've already had this discussion, Spike" he whispered softly into the pale neck before he kissed it softly.  "It may all seem mundane and stupid to you, but I'm the boss and I have a lot of things that need to be done.  But I always come home to you, don't I?"

Spike rolled his eyes.  He hated it when Angel played the 'I'm the boss' card.  They did have this discussion before.  Several times in fact, and a couple of them were very loud and messy.  He just couldn't get it into Angel's head that he was the boss and it's sometimes the boss's job to delegate stuff to other people.  Just because Angel was an anal compulsive control freak didn't mean someone else wasn't capable of doing the job, right?

"Is this my home, Angel?" he asked softly.  Inwardly, he cursed himself for sounding so weak and needy.  He wished he could blame it on the soul, but Spike knew better.  He had been this way when he was a sad human and he was like this even as the Big Bad.

"Spike" the dark vampire said as he crushed the smaller man to his body.  "I asked you to move in here because I missed you and I want you to be close to me.  I don't want to be without you.  You're my childe and you belong with me."

Spike noticed that he never said he loved him.  The only time his sire did that was in the throws of passion.  But Rome wasn't built in a day and Angel wasn't going to get his head out of his ass any time soon, so Spike would just take what he could get.  He turned in the arms that held him so tight. "Yeah?" he asked quirking up one eyebrow in his trademark smirk.  "What are you going to do about it?"

"Show you" Angel said and bent down and claimed the blonde's mouth in a punishing kiss.  He swallowed the moaned that escaped from between Spike's lips.  As soon as they parted, Angel thrust his tongue deep inside the younger man's mouth, his actions mimicking what he planned to be doing very soon.

Spike moaned as Angel began to fuck his mouth with his tongue.  He loved it when the old man got all worked up and got aggressive with him.  Of course, that didn't normally happen unless Spike got him all worked up, but he wasn't about to complain.  The blonde pulled away and grabbed the taller man's hand, intent on dragging him back toward the bed.

"No" Angel said, stilling the smaller man.  "Right here."

Spike couldn't help but moan.  Angel had never been this unreserved in the last two weeks.  Sure, when he was Angelus he would take the boy anywhere and everywhere, but with the exception of some blood play, Angel had been pretty vanilla up until now.  Not that he was complaining.  Plain ol' vanilla Angel was five times better than scary, abusive Bu.Spike stopped himself before he finished that thought.  He wouldn't think about her while he was with his sire.

Angel could practically see the gears turning in Spike's head.  He had surprised himself with the suggestion, but now that he saw the look on his childe's face, he knew that it was just what they both needed.  He swung the blonde around so that his back was pressed against the glass and quickly began to remove the restrictive clothing.

Once Spike was naked, he knelt down in front him and looked up seductively through his lowered eye lashes.  He knew how much Spike loved this game of mock submission.  It made the blonde crazy with desire.

Spike moaned when Angel glanced up at him with those soulful chocolate eyes. He knew his sire was teasing him, but he didn't care.  "Please, luv" he begged as he thrust his hips forward slightly, showing the kneeling man what he needed.

Angel shuffled forward slightly and leaned in toward his boy's cock and tempting dark blonde hair surrounding it.  He inhaled deeply, taking in the intoxicating scent of his arousal.  He exhaled harshly, forcing the air out of his dead lungs and across the hard flesh before him.  He heard the slight gasp from above and chuckled lightly before snaking his tongue out to run lightly over the hard flesh.

Spike was going insane.  He had waited all day for his sire to come home and now the bastard was teasing him.  Spike had even denied himself all day, even when Angel was almost an hour late.  He growled lightly, hoping the kneeling man would take the hint.

Angel did.  He shot forward and swallowed Spike's erection in one swift move.  The blonde howled and bucked his hips toward the moist cavern, embedding himself even deeper in the brunette's mouth.  If Spike ever had any doubt who this man was, it would be gone now.  Angelus would never put himself in such a submissive position, but Angel loved to give Spike as much pleasure as possible.

Angel leaned back leaving just the head of the hard cock in his mouth before slowly engulfing the hard flesh again.  "Gods, sire" Spike gasped at the feelings rushing through him.  "Angel, please" he begged.  "Wanted to cum with you in me."

The dark vampire growled as he quickly stood and began to strip.  Spike reached out with long pale fingers as he tried to help Angel out of his clothes.

"Nope" Angel chuckled as he slowly moved out of the blonde's reach.  "Just watch."  Angel decided he was enjoying teasing Spike.  He smirked as he slowly removed each article of clothing until they were laying in an unruly pile on the floor at the vampires' feet.  Once he was completely naked, Angel moved into the blonde's personal space and claimed his mouth again.

Spike whimpered as the soft tongue began licking at his parted lips.  Angel slowly began to rub against the smaller body, driving them both crazy with need.

"In me" Spike whispered when he pulled away.

Not wanting to wait any longer, Angel turned Spike around so he was facing the window.  He reached down and grasped each wrist, placing Spike's hands on the cool glass.  Rubbing his hard cock between his childe's tight cheeks, Angel growled when he realized that he was missing something.

"Check my jeans pocket" Spike said smirking at his sire's annoyance.

Angel quickly leaned down and grabbed the discarded pants, rummaging through the pockets to find the well used tube of lubricant.  He opened the tube and, after coating his fingers, he slowly began to prepare his childe.

He leaned over and began to whisper in the smaller man's ear.  "Do you see them?" he asked, looking out into the night.  "Do you think they see us, Spike?  We're above them.  Looking down on them.  We could hold their lives in our hands if we wanted.  But do you know what I want, Will?"

Spike whimpered at the questions.  Between the questing fingers and the seductive questions, he thought Angel was going to push him over the edge before they even got started.

Angel smirked at the small sounds coming from his childe.  He slowly pulled out his fingers and slicked his cock before positioning himself at his childe's tight hole.  As he pushed forward, he continued, "Do you think anyone will look up here and see us?  See you pushing back against me as I fuck you hard.  You'd like that, wouldn't you?"

"Please" Spike begged, grinding back against the hard cock inside him just like Angel had said he would.  He loved this, but he needed more.  He removed one hand from the window and reached down to stroke his throbbing erection.

Angel quickly grabbed him by the wrist and chuckled lightly.  "Now, now Will.  None of that.  I believe that would be my job."  He grabbed the blonde's hard cock and began to stroke it in counterpoint to his slow thrusts.

"Angel" Spike moaned as the cock inside him stroked his prostate on every stroke.

"What is it, little one?" the dark vampire whispered seductively in the man's ear.

Spike shivered at the term of endearment.  Angel hadn't called him that since Sunnydale.  He didn't want to think about that time, but the thought was quickly pushed aside as he felt blunt teeth scraping along his shoulder blades.  "Need you" he finally cried, arching his back and pushing back harder, causing the dark vampire to plunge even deeper inside the welcoming body.

"Cum for me, Will" Angel whispered in the blonde's ear before leaning down and sinking his fangs into the arched neck.

"Angel!!" Spike cried out as his orgasm was pulled from his cock just like his blood was being pulled from his neck.  His whole body shook from the intensity of his release.

Angel felt his whole body tighten as he reached his end.  The combination of the beautiful body he was buried in and sound of his name coming from his childe's mouth was too much for the vampire.  Spike had called out 'Angel', not Poof or Peaches or Pet.  The thought brought tears to the older vampire's eyes.

Before they could collapse, Angel directed them to the bed.  Once his legs hit the bed, he fell back on it, taking the smaller man with him.  They squirmed around for a minute until they got comfortable, lying in each others arms.

Once he finally got his breath back, Spike asked, "What was that all about?"

"Don't know" Angel said after he thought about it for a moment.  He had felt the need to take and possess.  It was hard and passionate and unlike anything they had done to this point. "You didn't like it?"

Spike laughed out loud before leaning up to kiss Angel softly on the lips. "I loved it.  Just surprised is all" he admitted.

Angel sighed a breath of relief.  "Good" he said with a smirk.  "Maybe I'll do it again."  After a few moments, he asked, "Say it again?"

Spike was confused for a moment.  "Say what?"  When the brunette didn't answer, understanding finally dawned on him.  "Angel?"

"Yeah" the dark vampire breathed.

"Angel" the blonde moaned.

"I love you, Will" Angel said as he began to lightly stroke the soft curls as he drifted toward sleep.

"I love you, Angel" Spike said as he quickly followed.

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Angelus squirmed in his inner prison.  He couldn't believe what he had just heard.  That damned soul was taking credit for what he did.  Angel was feeding off his need, his desire, and his memories.  Spike didn't want that imitation of his sire, he wanted him!  Now all he had to do was figure out how to get the soul to grab that stone so he could claim his boy again. Once he got out, he would find a way to keep the other from getting back in control.  He could do it.  All he needed was the right motivation and that motivation was lying in the arms of this perversion of himself.

Angelus laid awake all night, taking in the scent of his childe and doing what he did best, planning on getting what he wanted.  And right now, Angelus wanted the soul out of the way and his childe in his arms.  And one way or the other, he was determined to get it.

~Part: 4~

Spike woke slowly.  He smiled lightly when he remembered the events from the night before.  Angel had taken him, claimed him with sex and blood.  Sure they'd had sex plenty of times in the past two weeks and they had done the whole 'vampire blood play' thing, but this was different.  This was possession and claiming.  And Spike thought it was wonderful.

He looked down when he realized that he and his sire had switched positions during the night again.  It made him smile when it dawned on him that Angel was a cuddler.  They had always gone to sleep with Angel on his back and Spike safely tucked in his arms, curled around the larger vampire.  Even with Angelus, it had always been that way.  But with Angel, the brunette always worked himself so that he was curled around Spike who was currently lying on his back with his sire's head pillowed on his chest.  He loved that about Angel.  Angelus always slept like a rock and never moved in his sleep. If Spike tried to make a move during the night, Angelus' grip only became stronger to keep the smaller vampire at his side.

Spike smiled before lifting his head to kiss the sable locks tucked tightly under his chin.

"What time is it?" Angel asked sleepily, mumbling into the sleep warmed chest below him.  He turned his head slightly to kiss the hard pectoral under his cheek.

The blonde vampire turned his head to look at the clock as he began to stroke his fingers through the ungelled hair.  "Time for all good CEO's to get ready for work" Spike said after he settled back down into the bed.

"Don't wanna" Angel pouted as he tried to snuggle deeper into the blonde's chest.

Spike chuckled lightly before smacking the larger man harshly on an exposed butt cheek.  "Come on, luv" he chuckled at the pouting face looking up at him.  "Don't want Percy walking in on us again, do ya'?"

"No" the dark vampire grumbled as he tried to snuggle back into the sleep warmed body.

Spike was eventually able to extract himself from beneath the grumpy vampire and started to pick up the clothes they discarded the night before. "Getting lazy in your old age" the blonde complained as he began to put the clothing in the laundry bags.  Angelus was such a neat freak he wouldn't let the young fledgling go to sleep until his room was in order.  It didn't matter whether he had fucked him all night long or not, he was not allowed his rest unless his sire was satisfied with the state of his room.

Spike laughed to himself thinking about the difference of this man with a soul when he reached into the pockets of Angel's pants and found something unusual.  He pulled out the small blue stone and looked at it for a minute. "What's this, luv?" he asked the dozing vampire.

Angel rolled over to see what Spike was talking about.  When he saw the stone in the blonde's hand, he froze.  He didn't want to lie to Spike, but he didn't really know what to say.  "It's a worry stone" he finally admitted.

"Oh" the blonde said, looking at the stone in his hand.  "Where'd you get it?"

"A friend" Angel said cryptically.  He reached for the stone, but Spike pulled his hand away before he could touch it.

"What's it for?"

"You're supposed to rub it and the stone absorbs all your worries" he answered.

Spike slowly began to rub his fingers over the smooth surface of the stone. He felt the coolness seep into his flesh and closed his eyes, feeling the pull of the stone.  Eventually he opened his eyes and stared at the dark vampire.

"Must be broke, pet" Spike said with a smirk.  "Didn't feel a thing."  As he laughed at the look on his sire's face, Spike tossed the blue stone to Angel and waltzed naked into the bathroom.

Angel looked down at the object in his hand.  He felt oddly relieved that Spike didn't press him about where it came from.  For some reason, he didn't really want to tell Spike the truth.  He heard the water turn on in the shower and smiled.  He was looking forward to soaking in the hot water with the sexy blonde.

He lay back against the pillows for just a moment as he slowly rolled the stone between his fingers, gasping lightly at the pull he felt, lulling him into a light sleep.

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Angelus opened his eyes with a start and smiled.  <Finally> he thought.  He looked around for his childe and smirked when he heard the water in the shower.  He stood quickly, making sure he had the stone held securely in his hand.

Spike grinned when he felt the small gust of cool air against his wet skin. When he felt the cool chest pressed up against his overly warm skin, he turned his head to look over his shoulder at the beautiful face behind him.

"Finally decided to get your fat arse out of bed and join the land of the living, eh Peaches?" Spike asked, chuckling lightly.  He was surprised when he found his back pressed against the cool tile of the shower wall with an extremely powerful hand wrapped around his throat.

"I'm not fat" the dark vampire growled into the shocked face before leaning in to whisper in the blonde's ear.  "I think you need to remember your place, boy."

Spike gasped at the odd display of dominance.  They liked to play into their former roles every once in a while, but Angel had made it clear that first night they were together that he considered them equals, no longer needing the pretense of dominance and submission.  He wondered for a moment what had gotten into his lover to cause him to act so strange, but the thought was quickly forced from his head when the dark vampire began to rub his erection against the blonde's matching hardness.

"Will" Angelus purred in the shorter man's ear.  "I understand that you are a master in your own right now, but you still need to show your sire the proper respect.  I don't think you have been doing that.  Do you need a reminder of why I demand this?"

Spike looked up at the smirk gracing Angel's face.  For a minute, he almost thought he really was looking into the face of his unsouled sire.  <But that can't be> he thought.  <I know that Angel can't lose his soul.  We've been together all this time and it is still firmly intact, or so he claims.  He must just be channeling the demon really well.>

Angelus was getting impatient with his childe.  When Spike didn't answer immediately, he squeezed the pale throat even harder and asked harshly, "Do you?"

Fear began to flood into Spike's eyes.  Playing was all fine and good, as far as he was concerned, but this was beginning to worry him.

Angelus noticed the fear and realized that he had gone too far.  He had to keep up the façade of being Angel until he could prove to Spike that he was the one the blonde truly wanted.  He refused to believe that his childe would settle for any one but his true sire.

The dark vampire softened his eyes and smiled lightly at the blonde.  "Don't you miss it?" he whispered silkily in his ear.  "All those nights spent feeding and fucking?  Being exactly what we were made to be?  Those nights when it was just you and me?"

Spike gasped at the seductive words.  He had missed those days.  Back then his only concern was to please his sire.  Angelus always took care of his every need, whether it was clothing, food or sex.  Back then, there was no guilt, no all encompassing destiny, no pain but what his sire would give him.  Part of him wanted to go back to that, to give up all the guilt and pain.  Another part of him loved his relationship with Angel, no matter how twisted it might be.

Spike suddenly came to a decision.  He lowered his eyes and whispered, "Angel."

Angelus practically seethed with rage.  He was supposed to submit to his sire, not the fucking soul.  But Angelus knew his childe.  Spike would break eventually and he would realize that Angelus is the one he needed.

"Want me?" he whispered silkily in the blonde's ear.

"Yes" Spike answered huskily.

"Need me?"

"Gods, yes" he gasped.

Angelus practically vibrated with excitement at his boy's admission and quickly picked up a bottle of overly expensive conditioner Angel used. After coating his fingers with the slick substance, he reached around the smooth buttocks and gently rubbed his fingers over the sensitive pucker.

Spike moaned at the feeling of the fingertip grazing over his tender hole. It turned into a surprised gasp when the finger plunged in knuckle deep.

Angelus hastily prepared the blonde with the hair product, occasionally lightly brushing over the boy's prostate.  Once he was satisfied that Spike was ready, he whispered in the smaller man's ear, "Are you ready for me, little one?"

"Yes.  Please.  Now." Spike gasped between unnecessary breaths.

Angelus quickly grabbed the smaller man by his buttocks and lifted him easily, spreading the cheeks.  Spike immediately wrapped his legs around the strong waist, squeezing tightly to keep from slipping on the wet slicked skin.  As the dark vampire palmed the round globes, the small stone in his hand tumbled softly to the floor of the shower.  Attaching his lips to the still ragged bite mark, Angelus thrust up as he pulled the blonde down onto his aching hardness.

The dark vampire set a harsh pace, pounding relentlessly into the blonde in his arms.  He began to breathe unconsciously and brought his face up from the crook in his boy's neck to look him in the eyes.

"Who do you belong to?" he asked.  His voice carried an intensity that made Spike shiver and a tenderness that made his soul melt.

Spike gasped as the head of the hard cock brushed against his sensitive nub. He met the dark vampire's gaze and admitted, "You.  I belong to you."

Satisfied with the answer, Angelus reached between their writing bodies and grasped his childe's weeping erection and began to stroke it in counterpoint to his punishing thrusts.

Spike moaned and arched his neck, exposing the claim mark for his sire.

Angelus watched the wanton display and at the first clenching spasm of his orgasm, he lunged forward and sunk his fangs into the bite mark left by his souled counterpart.  He bit hard and deep, trying to obliterate the claim left by Angel the night before.

Spike cried out at the immense pain that shot through his body when the fangs penetrated his skin and sank deeper than they ever had before.  It felt as though the dark vampire was trying to bite him all the way down to his spinal column.  But the mixture of extreme pain and wonderful pleasure pushed the blonde over the edge and he howled out his release like an animal in heat.

Once they had both come down from their post orgasmic highs, Spike chuckled at the taller man.  "Dropped your stone" he snorted, pointing to the blue rock lying at their feet.

Angelus looked down at the stone in a panic.  He suddenly realized that he had lost the stone and he was still in control.  The thought made him smile. Spike reached down and picked up the stone and stepped out of the shower, grabbing a large towel on the way out.  He pulled Angelus out by the hand and began to softly dry him off.  Once he was finished, he quickly ran the towel over himself.

The blonde pulled the taller man out of the bathroom and into the bedroom. Just as they reached the bed, Angelus began to feel dizzy.  With a sickening jolt, he realized he was being pulled back inside his bodily prison.

"You alright, luv?" Spike asked when he saw his sire waver.  He caught the man before he fell and directed him over to the bed.

***********

Angel opened his eyes and was surprised to see the concerned face of his lover looking down at him.  He was about to ask Spike what was the matter, he had just taken a small nap until he realized his hair was wet and so was Spike's.

"Angel" he heard the concerned voice ask softly.  "Are you alright?"

Angel tried to control his panic and nodded his head slowly.  "Yeah, Spike" he answered slowly.  "I'm fine.  I think I need to get ready to go to the office."

"Are you sure that's wise?" Spike asked.  Even as he said it, he wanted to kick himself for sounding so much like that wimp William.  But something was wrong with his lover and he felt justified in feeling concerned.  "Maybe you should call off for the day?"

Angel smiled at the tenderness in his childe's voice.  He reached up and stroked the pale cheek before him.  He cupped the sharp cheekbone before slowly tracing the soft lips with his thumb.  He pulled the boy down to kiss him lovingly before saying, "I wish I could, Will, but there is so much to get done today."  When he saw the disappointed look on the boy's face, he added, "Come down with me today.  I could use your help."

Spike smiled at the suggestion.  He always loved it when Angel asked for his help.  "Sure thing, pet" he said, jumping off the bed and rummaging through his part of the closet, looking for something suitable to wear.

Angel tried to quell the rising panic that gripped his heart.  Something was very wrong.  He never blacked out like this before.  He wasn't sure what was happening, but he knew that he needed to find out and fast before something really bad happened.

Inside his cage, Angelus began to purr.  The soul was scared.  Good.  And well it should be.  Soon he would be in charge and the soul would be gone forever.  Very soon.

~Part: 5~

Angel sat back in his chair and sighed.  The day had been long, but very productive.  He was happy that he had not only found something for Spike to do, but the blonde had done the job well.  Maybe that was what he needed to do.  He needed to find something his childe liked to do that was productive as well.

Reaching into the top drawer of his desk, Angel pulled out the spell book that he had hidden in the very back of the long drawer.  While everyone else had been working, the dark vampire had searched through the stacks of texts that Wesley rarely used.  Now that the former watcher had the immense resources that Wolfram and Hart had to offer, Angel was sure he would never miss one book, especially one so benign.

Rubbing his hand over the rough leather, he sighed, hoping that the pages would reveal the solution he was looking for.  He opened the text to the previously marked spot and reread the spell carefully.  If he was correct, the banishment spell should put his demon in its cage permanently and he would never have to worry about becoming Angelus ever again.

As the door to his office flew open, Angel quickly hid the volume away from his intruder.  He smiled when he watched his childe saunter into the room.

"Wha'cha doing, luv?" Spike asked as he came around the desk to perch on the edge.

"Waiting for a pleasant distraction," the brunette said before reaching over to grab the smaller man around the waist and dragged Spike into his lap. Angel reached up and cupped the sharp cheekbones, lightly stroking the pale skin with his thumbs before pulling the unresisting vampire in for a gentle, probing kiss.  As their tongues met and slipped against each other, Spike moaned into his sire's demanding mouth.

When they slowly separated, Spike licked his lips before asking, "What was that for?"

"Just happy to see you," Angel said softly.  "Did you get everything done?"

"Yep!" Spike said, practically bouncing in the larger man's lap.  "Anybody else you want me to shake down?"

Angel laughed at the younger vampire's glee.  "Not right now, but as soon as I find someone who needs their kneecaps broken, I'll let you know."  The dark vampire paused for a few moments before asking, "How would you like your own office?"

"Really?" Spike exclaimed with a little more desperation than he had planned.

"Why not?" the smiling vampire replied.  "I hardly ever get to see you when I'm working.  I kind of like having you here, you know, in a business capacity."

"Plus it will give us a new place to shag!" Spike exclaimed.

"Yes, it will give us a new place to shag."

"Can I have the office next to yours?" the blonde asked, settling himself more comfortably in his sire's lap.

"Sure," Angel said, glad that something so simple had made his childe so happy.  "You want to go and christen your new acquisition?" the dark vampire said with a smirk.

Spike hopped off his lap and was pulling him up by the hand when Wesley walked in.  "Sod off, Percy! We've got business to attend to!" Spike practically growled at the former watcher.

"I'm sorry to interrupt," Wesley said, trying to avoid the daggers Spike was throwing at him with his eyes.  "But we have a meeting in fifteen minutes."

"Shit," Angel groaned as he put his head down on his desk, knocking the wood soundly with his forehead.  He was sad that he was going to have to disappoint Spike.again.  He looked up into the azure eyes of his childe and cursed himself for the disappointment he saw there.  "Spike, I am so sorry but I have to go to this meeting.  Why don't you go and get your office set up.  Have Harmony get you whatever it is you need and I'll come and check it out after the meeting, all right?"

Spike nodded, knowing that no matter what he wanted, Angel was still the boss man and he had work that needed to be done.  "No problem, pet.  I'll go and get the new space outfitted right and proper.  Besides, it's all on the company dime, right?  You can come and disapprove later."  He stopped at the door and looked back at his lover before closing the double doors behind him.  He knew that no matter how hard he tried, he was never going to be first on Angel's priority list.  <Guess I'll just have to learn to deal with it> Spike thought with a sigh as he headed toward Harmony's desk.

************

Angel sighed heavily as he left the boardroom.  That had to have been the longest, most boring meeting he had ever been in.  His mind continued to return to the blonde vampire that he knew was waiting for him.  At one point, when he was supposed to be paying attention to the large Nargeths demon that was discussing his clan's contract with Gunn, Angel caught himself doodling a rather erotic picture of Spike on the corner of the contract he was supposed to be reviewing.  Unfortunately, the clan's representative had leaned over and noticed the drawing before Angel had the chance to hide the offending material.  Luckily, the Nargeths believe in self expression and apparently approved of Angel's choice of 'mate', or so Wesley told him through his translation.

The dark vampire had waited until everyone had left before standing and readjusting himself before leaving to find his childe.  Closing his eyes to try and locate Spike, Angel smiled when he realized where the blonde was.

As Angel walked through the doors of his office, he smiled when he locked eyes with his boy, who was waiting for him behind his desk.

"Hello luv," Spike said with a huge smile on his face. "How was the long, boring meeting?"

"Long and boring," Angel replied.  "What are you doing in my office?  I thought you'd be taping Sex Pistols posters on the walls of you office."

"Nope!" the blonde said as his large smile got even larger.  "All done."

Angel's eyebrows shot up in surprise.  "You're all done?  Already?"

Spike nodded.  His glee was evident as the tip of his pink tongue poked out from between his teeth.  "Wanna go see?"

Angel was suddenly very afraid to see what the blonde whirlwind had done to the space that he now called his own.  Despite his fear, Angel nodded his head and allowed his childe to direct him to the room next to his own.

Spike stood before the closed door and turned to look at the taller man. Smiling heartily, he opened the door and stood back, waiting for Angel to enter.

Angel walked through the door and walked in slowly, looking around in awe. He couldn't believe what he was seeing.  <This can't be Spike's office> he thought.  The room had a beautiful, understated look to it that Angel hadn't associated with the blonde since he began insisting on being called Spike. This room was William.

The desk that faced him was similar to his own, only smaller and more ornate.  Even in the low light, Angel was able to see the intricacies that were etched onto the edges of the sturdy looking rosewood desk.  The top of the desk was practically bare.  The only exception was a phone and black flat screen monitor.

One wall of the room was covered with floor to ceiling shelving.  The units were filled with a large array of items; books, weapons, action figures, several different styles of lighters.  Angel smiled at the idea of this strange mixture of Spike and William residing so close to each other.

As he approached the desk, the dark vampire noticed the painting on the wall opposite the bookshelf.

"Is that..?" he froze and stuttered as he stared at the painting.  He turned quickly and glared at Spike. "Is that a Pollock?"

Spike was practically bouncing in place.  "Cool, innit?" he said, trying not to giggle.  "I've had that bugger forever but never had a place to put it."

"You knew Jackson Pollock?" Angel said in awe, walking over to study the piece, his fingers hovering mere millimeters over the colorful oil.

"Didn't know who he was, did I." Spike said as he walked over to stand behind his sire and looking over his shoulder.  "Just sitting a bar with another drunk and he said he had something for me for talking to him all night.  This was it.  Didn't know until later that he was famous.  Must be worth a bit of dosh, don't you think?"

Angel simply shook his head at the understatement.  Turning around, he took the smaller man in his arms and kissed him softly.  "This was not anything what I expected, Spike."

"Well, I want you to come and visit me a lot, now don't I?" he asked, a twinkle in his eyes.

"Do you want to christen the office now?" the dark vampire asked, leaning down to lick the earlobe close to his parted lips.

"Yep," Spike said softly before nudging the large man toward the desk. "Check out the top drawer."

Angel walked over to the back of the desk and slowly opened the top drawer, afraid of what he was going to find. At first, he pulled out the tray that held the computer's keyboard and trackball.

"The other drawer, braintrust," Spike said with a snort, indicating the side drawer.

Angel opened the deeper drawer slowly.  He smiled and shook his head at the supplies hidden within.  Several tubes of lube, a small strap and what appeared to be a leather cock strap.  <It is really going to be hard to stay out of this office> Angel thought with a groan.  Just knowing that his childe would be sitting in this office with all these supplies waiting for him.  That thought alone made him hard.

"So do you want me on my back or front?" Spike asked, stripping off his duster.

"Neither," Angel softly murmured, stripping his own jacket off as well.

Confused blue eyes met Angel's brown.  "This is your office, Spike.  I want you to take me here, please."

Spike was amazed.  Sure, Angel had let him take him, but it wasn't very often and the blonde didn't expect Angel to suggest it, especially when they were in the office.  Spike smiled.  "You sure, luv?" he asked.

"I'm sure, Spike," Angel said as he did his best to leer at the blonde.  "So do you want me on my back or front?"

Spike laughed as his sire turned his own words back around on him.  He stepped forward, invading Angel's personal space and began to pull the buttons from their homes.  As the shirt fell open, Spike placed his hands on the smooth pale flesh exposed underneath and pushed the soft material over the muscular shoulders and down the strong arms until it lay on a puddle on the floor.

Angel reached over to return the favor but Spike stilled his hands.  "Nuh uh!" he chided before placing Angel's hands back down by his sides.  "It's my office.  I think we'll do things my way, alright luv?"

Angel gasped lightly at the suggestion.  He couldn't believe how turned on his was by the thought of Spike controlling him like this.  He nodded slightly when he realized that Spike was waiting for an answer.

Seeing the darker man's resignation, Spike smiled and began to work on the fastenings of Angel's trousers.  Unbuckling the belt and opening the pants, he slid his hands under the waistband and pushed them to the floor. Angel quickly toed off his shoes and thought about reaching down to remove his socks when Spike quickly bent to perform the task.  Looking down on the blonde kneeling before him caused the dark vampire to groan out loud.  Spike looked up at the sound and smiled wickedly.

"Problem, pet?"

Angel shook his head violently, not wanting the blonde to stop his ministrations.  Spike rose gracefully, taking the taller man's face in his hands before kissing him gently. Once Angel was pleasantly distracted by his childe's mouth, Spike reached in the drawer to find his favorite scented lube.  Once he found what he was looking for, he broke the kiss and stared into Angel's deep brown eyes.

"Drop the shorts and turn around."

Angel obeyed the command immediately and sighed contentedly as Spike placed his hands between Angel's shoulder blades and gently pushed his sire down so his chest was flush with the smooth surface of the desk.  Angel wiggled around slightly, trying to warm the cool wood with the little bit of body temperature that he possessed.    He heard Spike snap open the tube and sighed as he caught the heady scent.  Cinnamon.  It had always been a favorite of theirs, even when they had been William and Angelus.  He tried to stay relaxed as he felt his childe hastily prepare him.  Angel was still relatively new to this aspect of their love making and he was still getting used to the sensations.

Once Spike was satisfied that Angel was ready for him, he slicked his achingly hard cock and lined himself up with his sire's waiting entrance. He slowly pushed in, trying to be gentle for Angel.  Hearing the small gasp as the mushroom-shaped head entered the body below him; Spike lightly stroked the muscular back and whispered soft words of comfort. The older man whimpered softly, his muscles burning from the spicy oil and stretching of unfamiliar penetration. Finally feeling Angel relax, he took a deep breath and thrust the rest of the way inside.  Fully seated, he leaned over and whispered in the dark vampire's ear, "Open your eyes."

Angel slowly opened his eyes and gasped at what he saw.  On the wall opposite the desk was a framed picture of him and Spike.  It was a drawing he had done when he was Angelus.  Darla and Drusilla had left them to go and visit the Master and Angelus had insisted on having a proper picture of him and his boy.

In the picture, William was sitting on a high backed leather chair similar to the one now sitting in Spike's office. He was dressed in a very fine suit with the collar open to show the large claiming bite mark on his neck.  His hair was down and curled around his forehead slightly.  Angelus stood next to the blonde with his hand tangled in the blonde locks and a benevolent smile on his face.  The taller vampire was also dressed in his finest; white silk shirt, with a dark vest and jacket.  He also wore his hair down and it flowed around his head like a mane.  They had a matching sparkle in their eyes as they looked straight out at the artist, hinting that they knew something very private.

"Where did you get that?" Angel asked once he finally found his voice.

"In your room" Spike said quietly as he pulled out slightly only to thrust back in just as slowly.  He started a slow, gentle rhythm as he continued. "You left me alone so much, I had to do something.  What do you think I was doing in the big flat of yours all by myself?  I snooped.  Found it with a bunch of other pics you had of the family.  Figured this would be perfect to sit and look at all day while I'm waiting for you."

Angel groaned.  Looking at the picture and remembering that day added to the delicious pain of his childe buried deep inside him was amazing.  "Will" he whispered.  "You drive me crazy."

"All part of my master plan, baby," Spike said huskily as he scraped his blunt teeth over the tattoo on the muscular shoulder beneath him and sped up his thrusts.

As his childe pushed deeper inside him, Angel shivered as the head of his boy's cock brushed the sensitive nub deep inside him.  He began to push back, silently begging for more.

Knowing his sire was getting close to completion, Spike reached down and grasped the previously neglected hardness and began to stoke Angel in counterpoint to his increasingly harsher thrusts.

"Will, please, gods, so good!" Angel cried out between strokes as he panted for unnecessary breaths.  The experience of relinquishing his control to another was still new, but it was exhilarating.  "Please, please, please," he begged, submitting himself to his childe.

Spike groaned as he tried to control himself as his sire begged him to fuck him.  Simply hearing the words coming from Angel was driving him quickly toward the edge.

Knowing he wasn't going to last much longer, Angel began to squeeze his muscles, trying to help bring Spike with him.

Spike cried out at the first spasm from his sire.  He licked the bare neck lightly in silent proposal.  Angel arched his neck back slightly and whispered, "Yes please, do it Will."

Angel screamed as Spike's sharp fangs sank into his neck.  As his blood poured out of the wound into his childe's mouth, he felt his essence stream over the cool hand and onto the exquisite desk.  Spike pulled his fangs from the perfect flesh and cried out his sire's name as he emptied his seed deep inside the clenching velvet channel.

Both men lay slumped together, panting heavily.  Finally Spike stood up and pulled away, falling into the chair behind him.  Angel lifted himself off the desk and scowled unhappily at the desecrated surface.

"We made a mess." he pouted.

Spike chuckled lightly as he leaned forward to slap the tempting round buttock before him.  "That's what the cleaning service is for, Peaches."

Angel turned around and was suddenly very upset when he saw Spike was almost completely dressed.  "No fair," he complained.

Spike bent over to pick up the previously discarded clothes and smiled at the naked man. "Never said I was fair, now did I?  Besides, it's my office, my rules."  As he handed the clothing to Angel the blue stone fell from the pants pocket.  "There's that damn stone again.  What do you do?  Carry the bugger everywhere you go?"

"That's what you're supposed to do" Angel said as he pulled on his clothing and tried to put himself in order.  Once he was dressed again, he reached out for his childe's hand.

"Come on" he said softly.  "Let's go to bed."

They left the office in silence, still holding hands.  They made their way into the elevator and Spike pushed the button for their floor.  He turned to the taller man and asked, "Do you want this back, pet?"

Angel nodded and smiled when Spike put the stone in his hand.  Grasping the cool stone, he leaned down and kissed the blonde tenderly.  Spike smiled when the doors opened.  He stepped off the elevator and headed toward the door to the apartment.  He turned back, surprised that Angel wasn't following him.  "Are you coming or what, ya' big poof?"

"I'm coming" Angelus answered as he watched his childe slip through the door.  "And this time, I'm nor going anywhere, Spikey."

~Part: 6~

Angelus smiled as he watched his boy walk away from him and into the apartment.  He gripped the stone tightly in his hand before moving to follow before the doors to the elevator closed.  As he walked, he felt the strange ache in his backside, reminding him of the act the soul had allowed his childe to commit.  Rage grew deep within the vampire and he had to push it away forcefully before he revealed his identity to his boy.

Angelus knew that Spike wanted him, but he was no fool.  In a way, he knew his boy was enjoying the relationship with the soul.  Angel was trying to change the way things worked between them, to make them lovers instead of sire and childe.  But they were vampires and things just didn't work that way.  They weren't equals.  He was the sire and Spike was the childe.  Now it was time to remind him of that.

As the dark vampire stalked into the sparsely lit apartment, he sought out the blonde who was slowly removing his clothing in the bedroom.  He smiled as the pale flesh he craved was bared piece by tantalizing piece.  He felt his spent flesh begin to grow and swell with blood at the sight before him as he gripped the stone in his hand even tighter.

Spike smelt the arousal long before he heard Angel enter the room.  He turned his head to stare at the taller man over his shoulder before snickering, "You're insatiable, you know that mate?"

Angelus smirked.  "Only for you, childe."  He started to close the distance between them when he heard his stomach rumble loudly.  Apparently the soul had forgotten to feed properly and now his body was paying for it.

Spike heard the loud noise and snickered. "Hungry, luv?  If you're going to eat something, would you mind heating me some too?  I'm practically starving here after all that exertion earlier."  The blonde waggled his eyebrows at Angelus before heading into the bathroom to take a quick shower.

The dark vampire growled low in his throat, he couldn't believe that his childe expected him to fetch food for him like a common servant.  But he turned and went into the kitchen to heat two mugs of blood.  As much as he hated playing this game, he knew that he had to keep it up for just a little longer.  It wouldn't do to have his childe discover his deception and spoil his fun.

Not that he thought his childe wouldn't choose him over his souled counterpart; he just needed to remind the boy why he belonged to Angelus and only Angelus.  Nothing less than his true sire would do.

As he stood by the microwave, waiting for the blood to finish warming, he opened his hand to stare at the small stone that was responsible for his release from his inner prison.  He knew now that holding the stone kept him in control and when he lost it, he could stay in control of a while, but eventually the soul would replace him.  He placed the blue stone on the counter and waited for the familiar feeling to wash over him.

The microwave dinged, signaling that the contents were properly heated.  As the dark vampire turned to open the appliance, his head began to swim. Gasping in surprise, he reached out and snagged the blue stone.  Suddenly, the dizzy feeling stopped and Angelus smiled.

He heard the water turn off and knew Spike would be emerging from the steam filled room soon so he quickly downed his mug of blood, grimacing at the taste.  The first thing he would do once he took complete control of his body was to have a decent meal.  At least this crap that Harmony mixed up was better than the swill the soul used to drink.  Angelus had no idea how his body continued to survive on the unnatural diet of pig's blood.

Heading into the bedroom, the dark vampire smiled at the sight of his beautiful boy, all pale hard flesh that was still damp from the shower, and totally exposed to the warm air of the apartment as he rubbed his hair dry with a large fluffy towel. Angelus sighed as he watched the blonde locks curl and drape around his boy's head the way he remembered.  If only he could get him to grow it out and stop dying it.  Maybe after he had full control of this body he would make sure that happened.

Spike turned and saw his sire standing and staring at him.  It always made him feel good when the big brute watched him.  It made him feel loved.  "See something you like Peaches?" he asked, shaking his hips temptingly.

Angelus wanted to strangle the insolence out of the boy, but as he watched Spike saunter over to him, lust took control of his brain. The blonde took the mug out of the taller man's hand and gulped it down quickly.  As he handed back the empty mug, Spike dropped the used towel on the floor on his way back to the bed.

"Pick that up," Angelus growled.

"What?" Spike asked, as he turned to stare in shock at the brunette scowling at him.

"Pick.  It.  Up."

Spike felt a shiver of fear shoot up his spine.  It had been a long time since he had heard his sire speak to him in that tone of voice.  Angel's face stared at him, but his memories said this was his old sire.  If he didn't know better, he could have sworn that it was Angelus glaring back at him.

Realizing that he was scaring the boy, Angelus smiled and dropped his eyes, trying to portray an air of submission or embarrassment.  He just hoped Spike would buy it.

He did.  The blonde chuckled lightly and punched Angelus lightly on the shoulder.  "Scared me for a minute there, mate."

Angelus looked up through his eyelashes and smiled as innocently as possible.  "Sorry," he apologized.  "Feeling a bit peckish I guess."

Spike smiled at his sire's use of his term.  "What did you have in mind?" he whispered.

The dark vampire chuckled lightly.  It was almost too easy.  "I was thinking about doing something a little.different," he drawled as he made his way across the room. He dropped the stone into his pocket, making sure it rubbed close to his body so he wouldn't lose the connection.  Pulling open the doors of the armoire, he reached into a drawer and pulled a secret lever.  A hatch opened and Angelus reached in, pulling out a small box.  Turning slowly, he showed the prize to his gaping childe.

"Where did you get that?" Spike asked, shocked at the familiar box.

Angelus chuckled lightly. "Had it forever, lad."  The familiar brogue began to seep in the older vampire's voice.  He smirked and whispered seductively, "Wanna play, boy?"

Spike stood frozen as he looked at the case he hadn't seen in ages.  He couldn't believe that Angel kept something so benign from his life as a human.  "You kept them," he gasped as he reached out tentatively to stroke the case in his sire's hands.

"Of course I did," Angelus said as he slowly opened the case and pulled out the pair of wire rimmed glasses.  Setting the case down, he held them in front of the blonde's face waiting for permission to place them on his boy's face.

Spike paused in his acceptance of the symbol of his former life.  They had played sire and childe before, dipping into the game of domination and submission but somehow this seemed different.  He felt as if this was a huge step in a direction he wasn't sure he was ready to take.  He looked up into the face of the man he loved and saw only love and anticipation.  <Why not?> he thought as he nodded and allowed the glasses to be placed on his face.

Angelus groaned when his childe accepted the glasses.  Now all he had to do was wait for the boy to slip into the role he was meant to play and the game would be complete.  "What are you waitin' for, boy?" Angelus asked, stretching to his full height and putting on his best sire's voice.

Spike trembled at the sight and sound of the man in front of him.  If he didn't know better, he would have sworn that this was Angelus in the flesh and tempting him with visions of a simpler time.

Knowing what his boy needed, Angelus reached down and stroked the soft cheek with his thumb.  "It's alright, lad.  I'll be takin' care of you now.  Yer my childe and I'll see to it that you'll be getting all that ye need.  What do you need, my William?"

Spike felt his whole body begin to tingle.  He had forgotten the simple joy of being possessed and cared for completely by another.  Maybe this game wouldn't be so bad after all.  "You, sire," he whispered, dropping his eyes submissively to hide the smile twinkling in them.

Angelus wanted to crow at his success.  The boy wanted to be possessed and claimed.  The dark vampire planned on doing so immediately.

"Strip me," he commanded, smirking as the boy complied immediately.  He tried to hold still as the slim fingers danced over the buttons of the soft cotton shirt, but he couldn't help the shudder that wracked his body at the feeling of soft fingertips brushing over his newly bared skin.

Once the shirt was opened, Spike stepped forward and looked up demurely into the dark brown eyes, silently asking permission.

"Go ahead, little one," he whispered.

The blonde shivered lightly at the lusty sound of his sire's voice and immediately responded.  Moving completely into the dark vampire's embrace, he leaned forward to snake out his tongue to tentatively lick at the small peaked nipple.  Above him, his sire moaned and arched into the touch.

Spike smirked at the sound.  He knew exactly which buttons to push to drive the older vampire crazy, but he was supposed to be William and as the young vampire, he was frightened and timid.  "Sire," he whispered.  "What do you wish of me?"

Angelus moaned at the soft question.  The blonde was very convincing in the role of the young fledgling that he once was.  "Just do what you wish, lad."

Spike looked up to smile into the piercing eyes.  <The old boy is really getting into this> he thought.  <Well, two can play this game.>

The blonde tried to put as much fear into his eyes before slowly sinking to his knees.  "Show me how to please you sire," he whispered huskily.

In his mind, the dark vampire shouted his victory.  This was where his boy belonged, on his knees before him, begging to please his sire.  Once he was able to control his voice, he said, "My beautiful boy, finish undressing me and then I will show you everything."

Spike shivered at Angelus' words.  He loved the name and possessiveness that came with it.  Reaching out with shaking fingers, the blonde opened the front of the soft trousers and eased the material down to the floor.  He helped the larger man step out of the pants and eased off the shoes, socks and underwear.  Once his sire was naked, Spike leaned back on heels and waited for his next command.

Angelus stared down at the erotic sight of his childe on his knees before him.  He reached down and began to lightly stoke his soft cheek.  "So beautiful," he whispered.  "You want to please me, don't you little one? You want to be my boy, my little whore.  Tell me."

Spike gasped.  He couldn't believe how turned on he was.  Just kneeling at the brunette's feet was driving him insane with need.  He wanted to be used by this man, to bring him pleasure.  "Yes, sire. Please use me.  Need you."

"Good boy," the dark vampire whispered, smiling down at the blonde.  He tapped Spike's chin twice.  "Open up and let me in.  Can I come in?"

Spike groaned as he opened his mouth and sucked tentatively on just the head of the hard cock.  If he was going to play the part, he'd do it all the way. Slowly, he brought his tongue into play and began to stroke the large vein on the underside of the hard length and looked up into the dark eyes, seeking permission.

As Angelus watched the azure eyes peeking over the top of the small wire frames, he reached down to thread both hands through the still damp locks. Twisting his fingers in viciously, he growled, "Ready, boy?"

Spike nodded as much as he could with the mouth filled and his head restrained.  He immediately relaxed his throat as Angelus thrust forward so that his crisp curls were brushing against Spike's nose.  The brunette set a punishing rhythm, using the boy's mouth relentlessly.  Spike brought his hands up to rest against the hips pounding toward him with preternatural speed.  He did his best to keep himself relaxed as he was used for his sire's pleasure.

Angelus grunted and moaned as he dominated the boy.  He needed to show the blonde that he was the sire, he was the one in charge of the relationship. He felt the boy's hands sneak up to rest on his hips and smiled.  Suddenly, Spike reached out and began to fondle the sex warmed sac tapping his chin. Rolling the testicles in his hand, the blonde suddenly squeezed them hard.

The sudden pain caused the older vampire's orgasm to crash over him. Angelus howled as his seed poured down the blonde's throat.  Spike made sure to swallow every drop.

Panting heavily, Angelus pulled the boy's head back, leaving his fingers deep in the blonde curls.  "That was heaven, boyo," Angelus whispered with a smile.

Spike smiled back.  "Thank you sire," he replied.  He considered standing, but the dark vampire still had a hold on his hair and, besides, he hadn't been given permission yet.

Angelus pulled the kneeling man up by the hair, smirking at the small gasp of pain that escaped from between the soft, pink lips.  He darted forward and claimed the lips with a demanding kiss.  Forcing his tongue past unresisting lips, Angelus searched out every taste of his own essence.  Once he was satisfied, he pulled Spike back and looked down at his boy's neglected cock.

"Problem, little one?" he asked, mischief evident in his voice.

Spike simply whimpered when a large hand reached down to grab him and began to lightly stroke his hard length.  He arched into the touch and moaned pitifully when Angelus suddenly gripped him tightly around the base, keeping him from any kind of release.

"You were a very bad boy earlier, William," Angelus growled as he continued to squeeze the throbbing member in his hand.  "You broke vampire lore, boy. I think you need to be punished.  You are going to have to make me very happy if you want to cum anytime soon."

Spike forced himself not to smile.  He should have known this was coming. The pouf was feeling insecure about being buggered by him, so now the dark vampire was reasserting his status as top dog, so to speak.  In a way, Spike could understand that, but a part of him was sad.  Angel had told him he wanted them to be equals, not just sire and childe, but lovers.  Maybe the old boy had changed his mind.

"I'm sorry sire," the blonde whispered as he lowered his eyes submissively. He looked back up over the top of the glasses and whispered as seductively as possible, "How can I make it up to you?"

Angelus groaned at the boy's softly whispered words.  "I suppose I can come up with something, William.  Get on the bed.  Let me see you."

As Spike quickly made his way over to the bed, Angelus reached down to pick up his discarded clothing.  Once they were folded and put away to his satisfaction, the dark vampire stared down at the blue stone he had retrieved from the pants pocket and rubbed it several times before walking over to the bed.  He stared down at the tempting boy on the bed before him. He felt himself rise and swell in excitement.

"Up," he commanded simply.  Spike immediately rose to his knees and watched as Angelus laid down in his place.  The dark vampire sat with his back resting against the headboard and motioned for the blonde to come forward.

Spike straddled the muscular thighs and waited, smiling lightly at the brunette.

"You want to be my boy?" Angelus whispered, staring into the blue depths. "Do you want me to be your sire again and you can be my boy?  Remember how it used to be, William?  We would fuck for hours until you thought you were going to pop.  You would beg so pretty to cum and I always let you didn't I? Because I know how to take care of my boy.  You want that, don't you?  You want to be my boy, my whore."

Spike gasped at the seductive words.  Part of him did want that.  He wanted to be owned and possessed like he had in the beginning.  Things were so easy then.  All he had to do was obey and everything was taken care of for him. He supposed that for a little while, it wouldn't be so bad to pretend.

"Yes, please," he groaned, feeling himself grow impossibly harder.  "Make me your boy.  Let me be your whore."

Angelus smiled, believing he had won.  "Ride me," he commanded.

Unthinking, Spike reached over to open the bedside drawer and pull out a tube of lightly scented lube.  Angelus reached out and stopped his hand. "Did I tell you to do that, childe?" the dark vampire growled, his face a mask of indifference.

Spike was confused.  Surely his sire didn't intend to take him dry.  Angel had refused to cause him any pain during sex, even when the blonde had asked him to.  He lowered his eyes and whispered, "Sire, it will be easier to please you if I am properly prepared."

Pleased by the boy's response, Angelus nodded and let him continue.  He watched as Spike retrieved the tube of lube and began to prepare his tight hole.  The look on the beautiful face as the blonde slid his slick fingers deep inside himself was almost too much for the dark vampire.

"Enough," Angelus growled.  Spike immediately stopped his fingers and moved the tube back to its hiding place.  He shuffled on his knees so that he was kneeling over his sire's hard cock and waited for the order.

Angelus reached over and set the stone in his hand on the bedside table well within his reach.  He spread his arms wide and said, "Now."

Spike quickly and completely sank down onto the large, hard length.  Both men groaned at the sensation.  Angelus muttered several curses in Gaelic, trying to hold on to some semblance of control.  Spike smirked, knowing that the dark vampire was fighting to keep himself in control.  He raised up before slamming himself back down, arching his back to take that delicious cock even deeper inside.

Angelus reached out to grab the slim hips and directed the boy into a hard, fast rhythm.  Both men were soon panting unnecessarily and groaning at the sensations.

"Yes, childe," Angelus gasped, squeezing the hips so tightly he knew the bruises would last until at least the next day, even with Spike's advanced healing.  "So tight.  You're still so good, my little slut.  You like to fuck yourself on me, don't you?"

"Yeah, gods yeah," Spike growled.  He didn't even realize that he had slipped into his game face until he noticed he had bit his own lip.  The blood pooled on the bottom lip until finally the bead broke loose and slid down the pale chin.

Angelus eyed the crimson trail before darting forward to lick it way.  He then sucked the damaged lip into his mouth and worried the torn edges, trying to extract every drop.

Spike moaned, but never stopped his rhythm, knowing he would be punished further for disobeying.  When Angelus sucked on his lip, he was forced to lean forward to allow the action.  The change in position caused the hard length inside him to brush over his prostate and he cried out.  He knew he would not be able to hold out mush longer and he began to beg.

"Please, sire.  I have to cum."  He was so turned on, he was practically crying.  "I'm sorry I broke the lore, but I love you so much I needed to feel you.  Please forgive me.  Please forgive your boy.  Need to cum. Please."

Angelus pulled back to look his boy in the eyes.  "You want to cum, boy?" he asked seductively.  Seeing the boy nod frantically, he commanded, "Cum, William.  Cum now!"

Spike arched his back and cried out as his untouched cock throbbed and pulsed, shooting a thick stream of hot, white cum over his and Angelus' bodies.

Feeling his childe's inner muscles tighten around him as the boy writhed on his pulsing cock, Angelus let himself go and came inside the clenching channel with a roar.  He was so loud, he almost missed hearing his childe crying out, "Yes, Angel!"

As his orgasm subsided, he felt his rage begin to build.  He couldn't believe that his boy was still calling for the soul when he was the one who brought him to such heights of pleasure.  He was ready to punish the blonde for his slip until he began to feel the dizziness return.  In a panic, he reached out frantically to find the stone.  Once the cool rock was in his hand, he rubbed it quickly.  The dizzy feeling passed and Angelus sighed as weariness suddenly settled over him.  He decided that the boy's punishment could wait until the morning.

Spike had missed the dark vampire's frantic movements as he continued to shudder from the intense pleasure of their lovemaking.  He slowly pulled himself off the softening length and moved to settle down next to the larger man.  Feeling Angelus settle next to him, Spike reached up to pull the glasses off.

"Leave them on," Angelus said as he reached over to still the blonde's hand. He gathered up the smaller man next to him and fell into a deep sleep.

Spike smiled as he snuggled into the cool flesh.  He rested his head on the broad chest and waited for sleep to claim him.  Before he drifted off, something at the back of his mind began to grow.  An uneasiness that tried to warn the blonde that something was very wrong. He pushed the thoughts away.  He was sated and comfortable in his lover's arms.  He was safe and loved.  He figured he would worry about it in the morning.

***************

Deep in a sub basement of Wolfram and Hart, Eve sat watching the two vampires as they settled down to sleep.  She was still a little hot and bothered after watching the erotic display on the monitor hooked up to the secret surveillance equipment set up in the penthouse apartment.

Reaching over, she turned on the speakerphone and quickly dialed the familiar number.

"Yeah, it worked," she said.  "He's even sleeping with it in his hand right now.  Uh huh.  Will that make the affects last longer?  Excellent.  You missed quite a show.  I never realized that vampires could be so hot."  She giggled at the response before asking seductively, "So, Lindsey. What are you wearing?"

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