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Parings: A/S/W
Warning: This will be a DARK fic! It will contain m/m and possibly f/f slash!!!
Rating: NC17
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Extra Special Thanks To: My Beta Reader Jaime, the best beta in… forever! With out her wonderful advise and suggestions people would read my fics and go ‘what the hell is she trying to say??’ lol! Also a super thanks to Rome whom not only feeds my ego but my muse as well! Without the support, advise and input I could not continue to write or grow as a writer!
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~Part: 1~
Spike was stomping through the park wondering how he ended up with ‘Dawn’ patrol again. Not that he didn’t like the lil’ bit but he wasn’t the slayer’s babysitter. The slayer never treated him with respect and he was getting damn tired of it. He was the Big Bad; he didn’t have to take her crap! His head began to pound as Dawn continuously bantered on about boys and school. He’d tried blocking her out and that didn’t work, she would ask him questions and whine when he didn’t answer. He thought about gagging her but the slayer would kick his ass, although he did find that somewhat appealing he wouldn’t lower himself to that…again. He was shocked when he heard silence and spun around to see if something had killed her.
“What’s wrong?”
She didn’t answer, just kept staring at the bushes. He sighed and followed her gaze. His eyes came to rest on a bloody, battered body, a body he knew instantly.
“I-is he d-dead?” Dawn whispered, breaking Spike out of his reverie.
“You have Red’s cell number right?” Dawn nodded her head yes.
“Call her and the other witch and tell them to come here an’ get you, now.”
“But-” she whined.
“Now!” he shouted.
Startled by his outburst she quickly dialed the phone and told Willow to come pick her up. Then they walked towards the front of the park to wait. When Willow arrived she made sure Dawn was safe then turned to Spike.
“What’s going on? Dawnie said something about a body?”
“Listen Red, I can’t tell you yet. I know you don’t trust me but the slayer can’t find out about this, not yet.”
She opened her mouth to protest but saw the fear and pain in Spike’s eyes and knew something was truly wrong. She turned to Tara.
“Take Dawn and go to the apartment. Please DO NOT tell anyone about this or where I’ve gone. If they ask tell them I had to visit a sick friend and I will explain when I return.”
Dawn and Tara left and she turned to Spike.
“Don’t look at me that way, I’m going to help you.”
Spike saw the ‘resolve’ face and knew not to fight.
“Bloody hell.” Shaking his head at the redhead’s victory he led her to the center of the park where the body lay hidden in the bushes.
“Oh Goddess!” Willow gasped when she saw ‘the body’.
As Spike knelt down and rolled the body over, he heard a broken sob from Willow. It was Angel. His sire lay before him, beaten, broken and covered in blood and semen. Just by looking at Angel's injuries, Spike knew that his sire had endured torture too vile to think about. It was also evident that sometime through it all, he had been raped. Even in all his years as Angelus's unruly childe and the punishments that had been given, Spike had never seen anything this brutal. Angelus had been into torture of all kinds, especially submission, but this was nothing of the sort. He also knew that his sire would never submit to anyone. But what had been done to Angel was not done by another vampire who wanted to challenge him as the new Master...this was done by something far worse. Spike wrapped Angel in his duster and lifted him into his arms.
Angel came to as he felt himself being lifted off the ground and began to struggle. Those people couldn’t capture him again, no matter what. If it meant dusting himself he would do it, anything but that torture. He knew that it must be punishment for the horrendous things he'd done as Angelus but he couldn't take it. With all the strength he had left, he raised his arm and punched his captor.
Spike was caught off guard when the blow struck his jaw. He was trying not to drop Angel, but the punch made his eyes feel like they were going to pop out of his head.
"Be still!" Spike scolded, to no avail.
Angel swung his arm to strike again, but Spike had him pinned to the ground in a matter of seconds.
"Don't make me hurt you sire!"
"Spike?" Angel's voice was weak and garbled from the torture that had been inflicted upon him.
“I’m here sire, I’m going to take care of you. Whoever did this will pay!”
Willow saw Spike’s tears as Angel slipped into unconsciousness once again and she realized that regardless of what Spike said or how much he acted the part of the ‘Big Bad’ he truly cared for Angel. The bond of sire and childe would break all barriers.
~Part: 2~
Spike carried Angel into the mansion, which was the one place Willow figured no one would look for them. When they reached inside they noticed Angel’s belongings.
Spike looked at Willow, “He was staying here?”
“Looks that way.”
“The slayer hasn’t said anything about it, has she?”
“No, she doesn’t know or at least hasn’t mentioned it to me or Giles.”
Spike carried Angel into the master bedroom and laid him on the bed. Willow knelt on the bed beside of him while Spike gathered first aid supplies and dumped them on the bed. He was amazed by the fact that Willow wasn’t turning a bright shade of red because of Angel’s nudity but instead she was preparing to dress Angel’s injuries. He took a cloth and wet it then began to clean the wounds. It took about fifteen minutes to clean and dress his wounds then Spike flipped him on to his stomach.
Willow slammed her eyes shut at the sight of the raw, torn flesh and played over and over in her mind what she wanted to do to the people who caused her friend this much pain. After taking a few deep breaths she started helping Spike clean and dress them.
Spike knew Angel was conscious, he could smell the mixture of fear and tears coming from him but didn’t say anything. The task at hand complete, Spike could smell the fresh blood coming from Angel. He dreaded what he had to do next. He took a deep unneeded breath.
“Sire, I have to take care of your,” he paused, “other injuries.”
“No!” Angel tensed.
Willow turned his head to her and smiled, “He has to stop the bleeding Angel. Please let him help you,” she pleaded.
“I can’t,” he growled and tried to push him self off the bed.
Spike was expecting his attempt to run and forced him back down and firmly cuffed him to the headboard. “I don’t want to hurt you pet, but I will.”
Angel stilled knowing his childe could easily overpower him; hell Willow could overpower him at the point. He grasped the iron headboard with all his might, “Please Spike don’t do this.”
Willow looked on as Angel’s knuckles turned white from his grip. Looking to Spike she saw anger, sadness and fear in his expression as well as a bit of arousal?!
Spike wet a cloth and gently parted Angel’s cheeks to inspect the damage. After cleaning the dried blood away he saw something that made him want to hurl for the first time since he’d been turned. Angel’s passage was torn, bruised, burned and raw and fresh blood still flowed from the wounds. Spike knew he had been starved and at the rate he was losing blood he wouldn’t last much longer if he didn’t feed. He knew it took well more then one man to break Angel but whatever did this was not human. Spike rubbed the tight muscles attempting to get him to relax then forced a finger into the battered opening.
“No!” Angel screamed at the indignity as his body was racked with sobs.
“What the hell do you think your doing?” Willow demanded.
“I have to see how bad it is Red. Vampires can heal but they can also receive permanent injury and mutilation.” Willow’s glare was as unrelenting as Angel’s cries as he continued to prod deeper.
Willow gently rubbed Angel’s back trying to comfort him. Her own tears now flowing she screamed at Spike.
“Stop it!”
Spike growled, “Damn it Willow look at him! He’s not only been tortured he’s been starved! If he hasn’t fed he can’t heal and he could bloody well turn to dust!”
She lay down beside of Angel and embraced him. His head rested on her shoulder as she whispered soothing words to him. Spike inserted a second finger and he heard a loud snap, he looked up to find the iron headboard snapped in pieces and Angel holding onto Willow as tight as he could. He continued with his ‘search’ and found things to be even worse then expected. Not only did the lesions continue deeper but the burns as well. The burns puzzled him, he couldn’t figure out how they burned him so deep inside. He withdrew his fingers and covered him with a blanket. He watched as this master vampire, his sire, curled into a ball trembling and clinging to a human. He sat down beside Angel and rubbed his back.
“I’ll be back soon. I need to go get you some blood.” He was stopped in his tracks when he heard his sire’s plea.
“Please, don’t go. What if they come back?”
“You have to eat or you won’t heal. I’ll be as quick as possible.”
Willow raised her head, “I’ll go.” Angel’s grip tightened around her making it obvious that he wouldn’t let her leave him. She unbuttoned the top few buttons of her blouse and bared her neck.
“Feed.”
Angel looked to Spike, confused and unsure of what to do. Spike nodded for him to go ahead. He bit into her soft pale skin gently; the coppery taste and warmth flooded his mouth as he took long drinks. He could smell her arousal and hear her soft moans lulling him to sleep.
“Enough,” Spike chided. Although Angel growled in protest he knew the tone of his childe’s voice and stopped drinking. Spike couldn’t help but laugh at Angel’s sheepish expression as blood dripped from his mouth. It was then that Spike realized the power switch; he could now dominate his sire and become the master.
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A week had passed since Spike and Willow had found Angel. His body had healed on the outside although he still walked with a limp from the internal damage. The mental and emotional damage however, was not rectifying itself. Angel had become like a child again. Spike not only took control of the power but also was now faced with raising a fledgling again. Willow had stayed with them, seeming to be the key to Angel's sanity. If Willow hadn't been there, Spike believed that Angel would have been more mentally unstable than Dru ever was. He knew the two had feelings for each other before this happened, they'd just been too stubborn to admit it. Maybe that was one good thing that could come from all this, apart from him being Master now. Maybe the witch could become a part of their clan. He wasn't sure if he could take it, the stolen kisses when they thought he wasn't looking... the roaming hands when they thought he was asleep. Hell, that's why he'd demanded that they all sleep in the same bed, just so he could torment them. All kidding aside, this could become one of the most powerful clans in existence with two master vampires and a witch.
~Part: 3~
Willow went back to the magic shop, it had been two weeks since she had talked to any of them and decided it was time to let them know Angel was back. Just outside the door Angel froze, “I.. I can’t. I can’t go in there.”
“Yes you can Angel, it’s just the scoobies remember,” she smiled as she dragged him through the door.
After everyone’s respective gasps and Buffy’s squeal of delight Giles spoke, “What the hell is he doing here?”
Angel looked to the floor and Willow frowned, “Giles, it’s Angel, ya know... the soul-ed vampire?”
Giles drew a crossbow and pointed it at his chest, “I don’t think so Willow, he’s evil again!”
“What? No! He..he’s not evil! Why would you think that?”
Angel finally spoke in almost a whisper, “Giles if it’s about what I did to Jenny, I.. I’m sorry.”
“It’s not about Jenny! It’s about the men that you killed since you’ve been back in Sunnydale!”
“He hasn’t killed anyone!” Willow yelled, appalled that Angel was being treated this way.
Before Angel could respond Riley walked out from the back room, “You!” He stomped toward the vampire, screaming, “You killed my men you son of a bitch! I will stake you out for the sunrise!” He shot a cross bolt at Angel, missing it’s target it landed below his heart.
Willow was in shock, not only were her friends acting like assholes to a man/vampire who’d saved their worthless lives countless times but, Angel. He was trembling so bad you could see him visibly shaking. Riley threw holy water at him but she jumped in front of him blocking most of it.
Spike walked in smiling until he saw what was happening, with vampire quickness he was at Angel’s side, “What the bloody hell is going on?” He looked around the room, “What is wrong with you people? I sent him here for your help and you try to kill him?”
“Dead Boy killed about twelve people two weeks ago Spike! He’s Angelus again!” Xander added in his tattletale tone.
“He didn’t kill any one he was..”
“Spike!”
Spike spun around and saw the fear in his sire’s eyes as he spoke, “Get me out of here.”
He and Willow pulled Angel to his feet when the door swung open, “Angel! What happened?” Cordy asked as she gawked at the cross bolt sticking in his chest.
“Get away from him Cordy,” Xander barked. “He’s evil again!”
She didn’t know why or how but she knew she needed to be with Angel, “You know who’s evil looser boy? YOU! You and your bunch of Slayer groupies are pathetic! If Buffy breaks a nail your all in emergency mode but if a friend, who by the way has saved all your worthless hides on well more then one occasion, is in trouble you assume he is EVIL and try and kill him?! Humph!” She turned toward Spike, “Put him in my car, I’ll drive you.”
As they were walking out the door Buffy yelled at Cordy, “He’s evil Cordy he killed Riley’s men! You’ll be sorry!”
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Angel lay in the back seat with his head in Willow’s lap while Spike sat up front with Cordy. “Angel, you really aren’t evil are you because if you are please remember I helped you and I don’t know why I did it! I mean they said you killed people but did I believe them no…. I just told them all off and put you in my car. What the HELL was I thinking?” she babbled.
Willow and Angel both laughed, “Cordy he’s not evil. Someone attacked him and hurt him bad. Spike and I are trying to figure out who did it.” She stroked Angel’s hair, “Someone broke Angel and it’s going to take some time to make it right. We could use your help if you’re willing.”
Cordy sighed, “I guess, although I don’t know why and Blondie, stop breathing on me!”
“I don’t bloody breath you stupid bint!”
Angel laughed knowing that things were about to get interesting.
~~~*~~~
Time had passed and Angel had grown stronger with the help and support of his new family. They had all bonded, even Spike although he refused to admit his liking for the vampire and two humans. Not a day had passed without Spike and Cordy yelling at each other, he and Willow both knew they liked each other but neither would ever admit it. Angel sighed in content, he was lying on the sofa, Willow cradling his head and Spike and Cordy by the fireplace arguing over who was the last to clean the kitchen. Things just might turn out right after all.
Willow laughed at Cordy fighting with a vampire over cleaning duties then looked down at Angel who was asleep in her lap. She smiled thinking how far he’d come since the horrible day they found him in the park and how far their relationship had come. She couldn’t believe Angel had feelings for her. Her, plain, mousy Willow Ann Rosenberg! Clearing her throat to get the attention of her angry friends, “Guys, shhhh, Angel’s finally sleeping.”
“But it’s HIS turn to clean!” Cordy growled.
“It's not! Besides I’m a master vampire, I don’t clean!” Spike snapped back.
“Ok children,” she giggled, “Don’t make me have to punish you.” Cordy and Spike looked at each other then back to her both with a look of hunger that almost frightened her. Pulling her self together, “You shall both clean the kitchen! Now go.” They groaned in protest, “I give you leave to go!”
Spike kicked at the floor then walked toward the kitchen grumbling, “Think the witch is getting a little full of herself.” Cordy followed in protest.
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Angel awoke from a fitful sleep screaming. He blindly jumped to his feet, tripped over a table sending a lamp falling to the floor with a resounding crash.
“Angel!” Willow screeched as the vampire in full game face growled viciously. He had nightmares, every time he slept, about the ones who kidnapped and tortured him but was yet to remember exactly who they were.
He stalked over to Willow, pulled her to him and snarled, “I can’t take this anymore!”
Spike and Cordy came charging into the room to find Angel growling at Willow, “Let go of red, Sire!”
He shoved Willow away, knocking her into Cordy and they both fell in a heap on to the sofa. He turned to Spike, “What do you think your going to do about it?”
Spike, never backing down from a challenge, stepped up to Angel, “I’ll MAKE YOU!”
Angel laughed the laugh of Angelus sending fear shooting through Spike’s dead body. He stalked around him, “Insolent Childe! You never could follow the rules set for you.” Stepping up into Spike’s face he smiled, “Or did you just enjoy the punishment when you broke them? Is that what you want Childe, do you want me to teach you the rules again?”
“Fuck you!” Spike sneered.
“Angel, please,” Willow cried.
He was on her in a flash, “Stay out of this witch! This is between my Childe and I,” he stood and looked back at the two women, “But you will stay and watch of course.”
“I don’t know what the bloody hell is going on in that muddled head of yours Sire but I think you’ve finally cracked!”
In an instant Spike was sent flying across the room, slamming hard into the rock wall. He slid to the floor in a daze. “Ahhh.. Spike boy, you know better then to speak to me like that. It’s been too long since you had a lesson, my Childe, but that’s about to change.”
Angel jerked Spike to his feet and punched him in the face repeatedly. Blood began pouring from his nose sending them both into a frenzy. Angel kicked Spike in the ribs a couple of times then ripped his shirt off, revealing his pale, muscled chest. “Darla told me you would be an unruly Childe, that I shouldn’t turn you but I assured her I would enjoy teaching you.” He laughed evilly as he pinned Spike to the floor, “I was right! I love watching you bleed when I whip the skin off you!”
Spike was horrified. It had been lifetimes since Angelus beat him for disobeying and he wasn’t looking forward to it. His vampire body became more and more aroused from the pain Angelus would cause but he would never give him release. Sure, Spike had heard the same rumors as everyone else, that all vampires are bi-sexual, it’s not true, it’s a preference just like humans have. There were countless times Spike whished his sire would take him. He wanted to feel Angel inside him, stretching him beyond capacity but Angel never would. He’d always go to Darla the mega bitch and leave Spike wanting. He didn’t know if he could go through that again, not now. He was strong enough to take Angel but he would never admit that he desired his sire. NEVER!
Angel was in a rage as he sank his fangs into Spikes neck drawing out huge gulps of blood. It had been decades since he had bitten anyone. The blood sent him into an instant blood lust and he began tearing at Spike’s clothes. He could hear Spike groaning, no, moaning beneath him and felt his erection pressed against his stomach. His child still wanted him. Angel ground his palm against the impromptu pup tent in Spikes jeans, working the length very roughly, electing more moans from his childe.
Suddenly it was as if Angel woke up. He looked down at Spike and saw where his head was. Rolling off him quickly he pulled his knees to his chest and began to rock. Willow ran to him as Cordy helped Spike set up. “A..Angel? Are you ok?”
“I,” he stood and turned his back to the group, “I don’t know what happened. I was asleep then I woke up on top of Spike and..” he paused. “Spike!” He was kneeling at his childe’s side in an instant looking over the damage he’d caused, “I’m sorry, I..”
“No!” Spike snarled as he stood and shoved Angel backwards, knocking him off balance. He had no clue what just happened but he couldn’t allow it if he intended to keep the upper hand. He had to prove he was the Alpha Male. Grabbing a hand full of Angel’s hair he pulled him to his knees, “You will pay for that!”
Angel looked at the floor, tears stinging his eyes, “I’m sorry Spike. I don’t know what happened.” Before he could continue Spike connected with a tight hook to his jaw snapping his head around. Willow and Cordy looked on horrified as blood dripped from Angel’s mouth.
Spike knelt in front of his Sire. His heart ached for him. Yes his heart! That dead, unbeating thing that exploded whenever he was near Angel, was breaking. He sighed, looking at Angel’s downcast head, blood literally pouring from his mouth. He must have knocked a tooth through his lip when he punched him. Spike reached out to stroke the side of Angel’s face but Angel jerked away. Spiked grabbed his chin harshly pulling his head to face him, “I know you are adjusting to the power change here Sire but this outburst will not be tolerated. You will be punished luv.” He reveled in the look of fear on Angel’s face. Leaning forward he licked the blood from his sire’s lips. “Take your shirt off and stay on your knees.”
Angel hesitated but did as he was told. He could feel Willow and Cordelia staring at him, their heartbeats skyrocketing. He shuddered as he heard Spike enter the room again.
Spike returned with a black leather flogger and walked circles around his sire, “You break the rules Angel and you will be punished.” He lashed his back four times in rapped succession making deep cuts along the pale skin. He loved the way his muscles tensed then rippled as the leather made contact with the sensitive flesh. After fifteen minutes of punishment Angel’s back was a mass of blood and cuts. Spike could see the ragged rise and fall of Angel’s chest and knew he was crying, which confused the hell out of him. He had watched Darla almost skin Angel alive and he never cried or showed any signs of weakness! What the hell happened to him? Who broke his beloved sire this way? Spike touched his shoulder, “Go to the bedroom Angel.”
He stood, eyes locked on the floor unable to make eye contact with anyone and walked to the bedroom. What was wrong with him? Why did he attack Spike? Why was he crying? He didn’t cry, he was a master vampire for goodness sakes!
Back in the living room Spike turned to the girls on the sofa, their arousal filling the air, “Like that did you pets?” He smiled as they began to deny it, he held up his hand, “I can smell it in the air!” They blushed a nice shade of crimson. “I’m going to ‘comfort’ peaches now, you can join us later if you’d like.”
~Part: 4~
Spike walked into the bedroom and didn’t see Angel. Anger flowed through him at the thought of being disobeyed. He noticed a hint of blood in the air and walked farther into the room to find Angel sitting on the floor beside of the bed, knees pulled to his chest and his head laying on them. Spike knelt down behind him and began to lick his wounds clean earning low moans form Angel. “Like that pet?
“Yeeessss..” Angel whispered.
Spike almost swallowed his tongue! Did he hear right? Angel liked his touches? Afraid to pursue the issue he asked, “You know why I had to do it, right luv?”
“No,” Angel growled! “I didn’t…..I mean I did but I didn’t know I was…” He put his hands on his head in disgust, “I don’t know!”
Spike pulled him into an embrace, cradling his head in his arms, “Shh, It’s going to be ok. We will find out what’s happening to you. I know you didn’t mean to attack me.” Spike started gently stroking Angel’s back and chest smiling when his breath was coming in ragged pants. “On the bed now!”
Angel was on the bed in an instant and more confused then ever. He wanted this, he wanted Spike but he didn’t think he could even allow Spike to take him after the rape. He felt the bed dip as Spike knelt between his thighs, “Spike, I ….I can’t.”
His heart shattered, ‘damn him!’ he thought. ‘The bloody bastard was leading me on all along just so he could deny me!’
“I want to, I want you,” Angel continued, “but I just can’t let you take me. Not after..” His voice trailed off and a pained and sickened look crossed his face. Spike left the room without saying a word. Angel berated himself for ruining his own happiness because he was afraid. As quickly as Spike left he re-entered with Willow and Cordelia. Angel knew that since he denied Spike that he would now turn to the women so he started to stand.
Spike pushed him back on the bed, “Going somewhere pet?” He knew Angel was confused and scared, “The witch and the cheerleader wanted to play too.”
Before Angel could respond Willow’s mouth was pressed to his, her tongue seeking entrance as her hands roamed his bare chest.
Cordy shoved Spike to the bed next to Angel and ripped his shirt open. Spike whined, “That was my favorite shirt!”
Pulling the shirt the rest of the way off Cordy moaned, “Shut up.” And kissed him deeply. Before long all clothing was gone and both girls were straddling their perspective vampires, rubbing sex against sex, desperately trying to get some much needed friction to their aching bodies. Cordy lifted herself up and slid down Spike’s length. She screamed as he filled her, stretching her wide.
Spike moaned as he was sheathed in her hot, slick walls. She was not new to this, she knew the rhythm well, flexing her muscles as he plunged in and relaxing as he pulled out. She was driving him mad with her mewling as she played with her own nipples. He pressed a thumb against her clit and rubbed vigorously, causing her to clench around him and scream through her first orgasm.
Angel and Willow were aware of the couple next to them having sex but they were in their own world. Angel could feel Willow dripping over his aching member but he knew it was her first time. He kissed her neck and up to her ear, “Are you sure little one?”
Pressing herself harder against him, she whispered, "Positive Angel, I want you.” She was flipped on to her back as Angel kissed her lips then began working his way down. Kissing her breasts and worrying the nipples to hard nubs, to her stomach where he placed soft kisses down to then around her belly button. Kissing even lower he placed a hand on each of her knees pressing her legs apart. He couldn’t resist dipping his tongue inside and tasting her. He licked her clean, finally suckling on her pleasure nub sending her into her first ever orgasm.
Willow felt a burning building in her lower body as Angel licked and tasted her most intimate place. Suddenly her body arched in a white-hot explosion and began to convulse as she felt her body release. It was like nothing she’d ever experienced. She felt Angel crawling back up her body then felt pressure between her thighs as the head of Angel’s cock slid inside her. He eased in a little at a time stretching her more then she thought possible.
Angel stopped when he felt the resistance of her virgin barrier. Drawing out slowly, leaving only the head encased he kissed her passionately and whispered, “I love you Willow.” With one hard thrust he was deep inside her, breaking through the barrier.
Willow yelped at the pain burning through her and she clawed at Angel’s back. She held him tight to her as he stilled to allow her to adjust to his invasion. Soon the pain subsided and she started rocking her hips in time with his slow thrusts.
Spike had brought Cordy off three more times before allowing himself release. She was lying, curled beside him both were exhausted and numb. He smelled a hint of blood as he heard red yelp. He thought she had been with the mutt but he was too tired to think about it now.
Angel moaned as he thrust in and out of Willow. She was so tight around him that he lost all control. Mumbling words of encouragement he sped up his thrusts causing his pelvis to crush into her over sensitive bundle of nerves and soon they were both screaming their release, her spasming core milking him of all his seed. Angel rolled on to his back pulling Willow on top of him, still sheathed deep with in her. Soon they were both asleep.
~Part: 5~
Xander stormed into the mansion. He, Buffy and Giles had spent two days looking for Cordy and Willow, never checking this place because, well that would be much to obvious. He would not allow Cordy and Willow to be a part of this freak show; Angel and Spike both deserved to suffer not get happies!
“What do you want?”
Xander jumped, never turning to see the man in the darkness, “never did learn to make noise did you dead boy? I want Willow and Cordy now. I will not let you hurt them!”
“I would never hurt them! You're obsessed with me hurting people!”
“Gee, wonder why? You don’t exactly have a great track record Angel! You hurt or kill everything you touch!”
Angel sat by the hearth, “I know this is hard for you to comprehend, riding the short bus and all, but, I AM NOT ANGELUS!”
“Oh yes, of course. You're Angel, warrior for the good.” Turning toward the vampire he sneered, “You weren’t much of a warrior when they were cutting out parts of your body, were you? How about when they were all chain fucking you, huh? All those cocks ripping you apart while we were beating you. I have to admit, I thought my holy water-soaked floggers were great but when Riley and Graham put holy water in the dildos and poked holes in them,” he paused, “that was pure brilliance. Hearing you scream and beg for us to stop, I gotta tell ya it was music to my ears.”
Angel couldn’t move, his mind beginning to replay what he had worked so hard to block out.
~flash back~
Angel was sitting in his apartment wondering what the hell had possessed him to move to LA when the phone rang, “Hello.”
“Dead boy,” pause “Angel, I can’t believe I’m going to say this.”
Angel rolled his eyes, “What do you want Harris? I haven’t got all night.”
“Fine!” Xander snapped. “I don’t know why I let Giles talk me into calling you in the first place!”
Angel stiffened, he knew he was being unfair, “I’m sorry, just having a bad day. What’s wrong?”
“Why should I tell you? You don’t care about anyone here anyway, otherwise you wouldn’t have left!”
“Xander!” Angel roared into the phone!
“It’s Willow, she’s in trouble. Something is trying to kill her.”
“Does Giles know what it is? Maybe I should call him before…”
“No!” Xander blurted out. Pulling himself together he continued, “He wants you to leave right away. There is no time Angel, you have to hurry.”
“What about Buffy? Can’t she help until I get there?”
“She is helping all she can but with all the big bads in Sunnydale she is limited.”
“I’m on my way. Tell Willow to hang on until I get there.”
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Angel made it back to Sunnydale in record time. He decided to stop first at the mansion for some supplies he’d left behind. He hoped they would be useful in trying to locate Willow’s stalker. He smiled, sensing a heartbeat he knew he was not alone, “What are you doing here Xander?”
Xander stepped out of the shadows, “I have more news about Willow. Just thought I could fill you in on the way to Giles’”
“Did you find what was trying to kill her?” Without warning he was hit on the head with something. As soon as he fell to the ground nets were thrown over him and he was shocked with tazers until he was unconscious.
~~~*~~~
It had been weeks since his capture, since the betrayal of a friend had led him to this hell. He replayed Xander’s words over and over again, trying to figure out why he had done this to him but never understood. Maybe this was the only way to save Willow and Xander thought he wouldn’t do it.
The first week a woman called Dr. Walsh experimented on him by performing surgery with out any anesthetic what so ever. Cutting out pieces of body parts to see how long it would take them to regenerate and to see how high the vampire's threshold for pain was. Then lets not forget the extent of damage that can be caused by holy water, fire, exposure to sunlight and starvation. Oh, and his favorite part of all, when it was over he was given to Dr. Walsh’s favorite son, Riley Finn.
The first day in his new cell Riley came in. He was soothing and reassuring at first until he found out Angel was still unable to fight then he was threatening. He went on and on about how Angel would never be allowed to see Buffy again and even if he did he would make sure she would never want him, that no one would ever want him again.
Suddenly all Angel could feel were hands, hands touching, grabbing, hurting and chaining him to an inclined table. Angel fought with all he had left managing to break free and kill two men dressed in fatigues who were trying to subdue him again. He was outnumbered however and was quickly beaten down again.
Once re-chained to the table, legs spread painfully apart, Riley stood behind him. “You killed two of my men! I can’t believe Buffy ever wanted you!” He shoved into Angel’s anus unprepared and unlubed.
Angel screamed out as the pain rushed through him. He was thankful that Riley was so small in size because the pain was unbearable as it was. He struggled to get free as Riley filled his hole with his release.
Riley slid out of Angel’s tight ass, happy to see blood trickling out, “Next!” he sneered then erupted in laughter as Angel screamed "nooooo".
~~~*~~~
Angel had lost all track of time. He struggled against the pain and indignity until he couldn’t struggle any more. He’d snapped both his wrists and his throat was raw and bloody. He felt someone else slide out of him, cum and blood overflowing his brutalized ass and pouring out. He swore everyone in the Army had taken their turn and prayed it was over. He was disappointed however when Riley and Graham both touched his broken skin.
Running his hand through the blood covering Angel’s back, Xander’s idea about the floggers worked great, Riley smiled, “Got a little surprise for you Angel.”
Graham laughed, “Yeah, it will be a fuck you will never forget!”
Angel howled in pain as it felt like thick rods of fire were being shoved up his ass. The plastic dildo was huge and full of holy water. As the fake cock tore his insides apart and the holy water burned what was left, he slipped into unconsciousness praying for death to take him.
~end flash back~
Angel came out of his flashbacks in a rage! He pounced on Xander, knocking him to the ground. He punched and kicked until his body was exhausted and Xander could no longer scream in pain. The memories still flooding his mind, Angel snarled and started to bite Xander. He stopped when he felt a soft hand on his shoulder.
~Part: 6~
“Angel,” Willow said softly, “Stop.”
He backed away, as fast and as far as he could until he connected with a wall. He looked up and saw shocked looks on Willow's, Cordy's and Spike’s faces and waited for them to scream at him about being evil again but they didn’t.
Willow knelt beside Xander and touched the side of his face, “Xander?”
He jumped to his feet as fast as his bruised and broken body would allow, “He’s gone mad Wills! I.. I was looking for you and Cordy and he just attacked me! If you hadn’t stopped him he would have killed me!”
Willow smiled at him sweetly then slapped him so hard it echoed through the room. “You don’t deserve to die Xander! You should have to suffer just like he did!” Before Xander could run Spike chained his wrists and dragged him to the basement.
~~~*~~~
Spike left Willow and Cordy with Xander, he would take care of business after the girls had their ‘fun’. Right now he was concerned about Angel. He found him in the same place, sitting against the wall on the floor. Spike sat down beside him, “Red and the cheerleader are giving it to the dork good as we speak.” After a moment of silence he continued, “For what it’s worth Angel, I’m sorry. I don’t know everything but I know enough to understand you didn’t deserve that. Not even Angelus deserved that and he should have been tortured.”
Angel looked into Spike’s eyes and saw genuine concern, “You want to know what happened? Because I will never repeat this story again and know if you do, I will make you pray for death.”
Spike nodded in acceptance and Angel began to tell him everything. When Angel was finished he was trembling, shock finally overtaking him. Spike pulled Angel’s upper body into his lap and held him, placing tender kisses on his head and face. “We’ll make the bastards pay Angel I swear! They will pay!” He rubbed Angel’s back, “Lets get you to bed luv.”
~~~*~~~
Spike lay Angel on the bed and covered him with a blanket, “You should try to rest pet, I have someone to kil..err.. talk to.” He stood and began to walk away.
“You and Dru were right about them.”
He stopped and walked back to the bed sitting on the side, “About who?”
Angel turned on his side, facing Spike, “About humans, they aren’t trust-worthy and they are heartless. How could I have been so stupid? I thought I could help them that I could make a difference that they would give a damn but they don’t. They don’t care about anything but themselves.”
“Not all of them. Angel, you showed me what it was like to help people and I’ll never forget that. I thought I was happy with no soul, going around killing people until I helped someone. That first thank you, that good feeling knowing you had done something right, it’s indescribable!”
“I taught you wrong,” Angel growled. “Angelus had the right idea, we should kill them all!”
Spike jumped on Angel’s chest, straddling his body, “Never say that again Angel! You don’t mean it! You would never hurt Red or Cordy or anyone else like them! Yes, people like Xander and Riley deserve to be punished but not everyone. Angel you are the one who has to save them, to save the world but until now I never realized you don’t have anyone to take care of you. You give everything and get nothing in return. Someone has to keep you safe and healthy while you're saving the world!”
Angel could feel bruises forming on his arms under Spike’s tight grip. He saw desperation, and anger in his eyes but most of all love and compassion, “I can’t Spike, I can’t do it any more.”
Spike leaned forward wiping the tears from Angel’s face, “You can luv, you have to and I will take care of you. You will no longer give all of yourself, damn the consequences! Now I will assure you are safe. From now on, the big bad got your back.” He kissed Angel passionately, his tongue seeking entrance and receiving it. “Let me show you how to feel again.”
Everything was blurring together. First Spike was consoling him then kissing him and now he undressed them both. He felt Spike’s hard body against his own and wanted more. God help him he wanted Spike even if it meant more damage to his torn and battered body. “I want you,” he whispered.
Spike’s eyes rolled back in his head at his sire’s lust fillrd words. He was willing to go through the pain of letting Spike take him. He would not disappoint Angel nor would he hurt him.
Angel cringed as Spike reached to get the lube out of the drawer and slammed his eyes shut. Within minutes he moaned in surprise as he felt his cock encased in something slick and tight. Opening his eyes he saw Spike lowering himself onto his shaft.
Spike smiled at the look of shock on Angel’s face, “Like that?”
“Why?” Angel asked in shock.
“I told you pet, I’m going to be taking care of you from now on.” He laughed at the mewling sounds coming from his sire. He knew Angel was enjoying it as much as he was.
Angel didn’t understand Spike’s comments or why he wanted to take care of him but he wasn’t going to argue. He ran his hands over Spike’s toned body stopping when he reached his aching member earning him a low growl. Angel tugged it gently at first then with harder and faster strokes. Rubbing his thumb into the pre cum he spread it around the mushroomed tip. Spike’s movements grew harder and faster and Angel knew he wouldn’t last much longer. He squeezed Spike’s balls as he stroked him vigorously sending Spike into an orgasm. Spike’s ass clenching around his cock drove him over the edge and he screamed his release. He didn’t understand why or how but at last he was happy as he allowed sleep to overtake him.
~Part: 7~
Spike looked over at his sire and smiled. Angel always did look angelic when he slept, hell most always. He sighed as he stood and dressed, it was time to teach Xander a lesson. The boy would pay for what he'd done.
He walked into the basement, looked at Xander and wondered what kind of magic Willow had used on him. There were bruises everywhere; burns in various places and a good set of claw marks across his face he guessed come from Cordy. Spike was extremely happy to find Xander still fully dressed, it would make the degradation much better that way. He laughed as he slapped Xander, forcing him to open his eyes, "If you think the chits were hard on you then you are in for one hell of a surprise boy."
Xander cringed, knowing Spike meant what he said and he would pay and pay dearly for his part in what happened to Angel. He just hoped that Buffy would rescue him before he died.
~~~*~~~
Angel opened his eyes when he was sure Spike had left the room. A smile played across his face as he thought of what Spike was going to do. He was going to teach that little bastard Xander a lesson he would never forget. As much as Angel wanted to be the one to teach that lesson he had something else he needed to take care of first. He was going to get revenge for what happened to him. Soul or no soul there would be hell to pay.
~~~*~~~
Giles pushed the stack of books aside and sighed. There was something major about to go down in the great town of Sunnydale. It was evil, vicious and strong but his "SLAYER" was too busy with her new Rambo boyfriend and the glorious Ms. Walsh to help with something as trivial as evil. Angel was evil again, Spike was nowhere to be found hell, even Xander was missing so what could he do? What he always done that's what, he would bail the slayers ass out again because that was his job, his calling, his… oh hell who was he kidding, he done it because he wasn't ready to die. Giles downed another glass of scotch and grabbed another stack of books.
~~~*~~~
Angel looked at the number on the apartment door; decided it was the right place and abruptly kicked it down. He stormed in scanning until he found what he came for in the bedroom.
Riley's eyes snapped open and he saw Angel glaring down at him. He tried to run but Angel stopped him, "Not leaving are you Riley? I mean really, we have some issues to discuss."
"You're insane!"
Angel laughed, "First I'm evil now I'm insane. What next mildly afflicted?" Riley swung at Angel in attempt to escape again. "That's it, I love it when you fight. Where is the fun in being all submissive?" Angel lifted Riley above his head and threw him against the wall. Pleased with himself when he heard bone crunch he jerked Riley to his feet. He knew it wouldn't be long until his commando pals were charging the 'fort', "Lets go some where a bit more, umm, private?" he purred.
~~~*~~~
Spike licked the blood from his knuckles, happy with the latest beating he'd dished out to Xander. He had the boy chained to the rafters, stretching him painfully; almost pulling his arms from their sockets. The tips of his toes barley touched the floor. Spike grabbed a hand full of the boy's dark hair and yanked his head up, swollen black eyes, a broken nose and busted lip looked back at him. He leaned in towards Xander's face, "Now boy, it's time to pay."
Xander's mind screamed but his body remained silent, afraid of being beaten again for begging. He trembled as Spike striped his clothes away exposing his huge erect member, longer then any he'd ever seen.
Spike walked behind Xander, amazed that the chip in his head hadn't exploded yet, or caused his head to but the pain only served to make him stronger. He leaned forward and whispered, "This could have been good for both of us boy but you made this choice. You will find out a fraction of what it was like to be Angel! I will make you pray for death!" Spike took a deep breath, relishing in the smell of both fear and the salty tears Xander was crying. Grabbing the swaying hips before him he parted Xander's cheeks and slammed fully inside him using all his vampire strength. He felt Xander's insides tear in multiple places and smelled the coppery tinge of blood before he begin a tortures pace of pulling all the way out and slamming home over and over again being sure to miss the sensational nub inside and aiming in just the right places to make it hurt the most. Spike could make this last for hours but his thrusts stopped momentarily when something came flying down the stairs. He roared with laughter when he realized it was Riley Finn lying on the floor in front of him.
Angel walked down the steps and threw Riley across the room again. Walking behind Spike he looked at the pale skin and taunt muscles as he slammed into Xander. Running his hands down Spikes back, gently cupping his ass he licked his neck, "Start with out me? Bad Spikey," he growled playfully before biting into the flesh of Spike shoulder.
Spike orgasmed as his sire's teeth sank into his shoulder. Angel supported him until the spasmic rush subsided, "Sire! Now look what you've done!"
Angel laughed, "I'm sure you can think of another punishment."
Spike slid his soft length out of Xander and was about to yell at Angel when he had an idea. Angel turned back to Riley when he heard a loud squishing sound accompanied by Xander's blood-curdling screams. He turned to see Spike's hand shoved into Xander's ass all the way up to his forearm, "You were right, this is much better!"
Angel shook his head and went back to his mission. He pulled Riley off the floor and shredded his clothing with in seconds then threw him on top of a pool table before looking for something to tie him up with. While Angel's back was turned Riley tried to escape. With vampireic speed Angel had him back on the table, "That wasn't a good idea boy!" He looked to his left, saw two daggers on a workbench and grabbed them. "Guess we'll have to make sure you stay put the hard way." He forced one of Riley's arms out straight, stabbed on of the daggers through his hand and into the pool table, repeating with the other one. He then strapped his legs down and painfully apart.
Riley looked over at Xander and saw what was happening to him. Knowing he had rapped Angel he realized what was about to happen. He tensed as cold hands touched his heated flesh.
With his guest properly subdued Angel went to work, "It's not going to be that easy for you solider boy. You see Spike is going easy on Xander because, well, he's not the sharpest knife in the drawer. You on the other hand," he laughed, "You will experience a little of what you put me through." Angel stopped his tirade when he caught the sent of something in the air and was outraged as he realized it was Riley's arousal. "You sick fuck! You want me to do you don't you?" Angle's game face slammed forward as Angelus's evil flowed through him. "You want something in there so bad how about we start with this?" Riley's screams echoed through out the room as the wooden stake penetrated his clinched opening. Splinters stabbed into the tender muscles as his flesh inside ripped and shredded. Happy with the sight of the huge piece of wood sticking in Riley's ass Angel opened a bottle of clear liquid and stood at Riley's side, " This is a lot like what Holy Water does to vampires," He smiled sadistically as he poured the Boric Acid on Riley's back.
~Part: 8~
(Special thanks to Aurora for the ideas on how to introduce an upcomingcharacter!)
Having exhausted his library of demonology Giles realized he had no other choice; he would have to turn to a few old friends to find information. He had a few favors to call in so it should be simple. He called a few by phone then gathered the proper supplies he sat a small black kettle down on his desk, threw in the proper herbs and oils and began chanting as they burned. “Nick tae latas morsco tranackin. Dorso micar trad ta cor.”
After hours of calling on demons Giles was at a loss. They either ran away or refused to help him. He made one last attempt, “Nick tae latas morsco tranackin. Dorso micar trad ta cor. I beseech you, Cordolf come forth!”
There was a loud explosion as smoke filled the room, “Who dares bring me to this place?”
Giles stepped into the light, “You always did know how to make an entrance.”
“Ripper you old bastard,” the demon laughed causing his over sized nostrils to flare. “It’s good to see you!”
Giles shook his hand, well it was more of a paw, “It’s been to long old friend.” A few seconds of silence passed before Giles grinned, “How about a drink?”
~~~*~~~
Willow and Cordy sat on the sofa listening to the cries and screams coming from the basement. Willow stretched lazily, “Hungry?”
“Starved!” They both went into the kitchen and grabbed some chips and sodas. “So Willow, now that we’ve graduated and, well, you and Buffy aren’t best buds what are you going to do? I mean you always followed her like a lost puppy,” Cordy rambled.
Willow looked at her incredulously, “I do have a life ya know! Although it’s not a great now,” she sighed.
“Willow I didn’t mean it like that! I just meant that you were always in her shadow. You were never allowed to show your true potential because she and Xander held you back.”
“What about you,” Willow asked, trying to change the subject. “What will Queen C be doing with her life?”
Cordelia’s face saddened, “I,” she paused. She couldn’t live with the lies any longer; she just had to tell someone the truth. Tears fell from her eyes as she began to speak, “I wanted to go to LA and be an actress or a model but we both know that will never happen.”
“Why?”
“My parents were caught embezzling money from four different banks along with millions of dollars in credit card fraud. They didn’t move to Europe last year, they were put in jail. The Judge decided that I was too young when it started to be held accountable for anything but they took everything my family had. That left me with a big fat zero and a family name that made big business moguls cringe and walk the other way.” She wiped at her tears, “I guess Buffy and Xander were right about some things, I did end up being nothing.”
Willow was in tears as well, “God, Cordy I had no idea. I’m so sorry that happened to you and that you had to go through it alone.” They hugged, “I guess they were right about both of us, we are nothings. Hell we can’t even fight evil with out the slayer. Neither of us have lives, our families are non existent,” she rambled. “But Cordy, you can be anything you want to. Even if it means you have to change your name. Your beautiful, smart and talented so never give up on yourself like that. You can prove them wrong! You have to for all of us freaks who can’t, for those of us who aren’t all those things. I am nothing and I will always be nothing but you, you are something.”
“What the hell are you chits talking about?” Spike growled from the doorway with Angel standing right behind him, a menacing look on his face. Both had left their prisoners to wallow in their misery and pain for a while and had cleaned themselves up in hopes of ‘entertaining’ their ladies.
Angel pushed past Spike and stomped over to Willow, “I don’t ever want to hear either of you say anything like that again!”
“Why?” Cordy whispered. “It’s true.”
“Yeah,” Willow added, “We are the official losers club. Worthless and useless, we’re only in the way.”
Angel grabbed Willow by the arms and yanked her out of the chair, his game face showing he growled, “That’s bullshit Willow! I never want to hear you say you’re in the way or your worthless!” He turned towards Cordy who was in Spikes grip much as Willow was in his, “That goes for you too! And what do you mean your useless with out the slayer?” Both women stood there slack jawed and stunned at Angel’s actions. Hints of Angelus were showing through yet he was caring and compassionate like Angel.
Cordy opened her mouth to speak but was stopped when Spike yelled at her, “He’s bloody right! I won’t, no, WE won’t stand for it!”
Angel was still so angry he was not aware his vampire face was still showing, “Do you two have any idea who you are? You act like the Slayer is the hero!”
“She was!” Willow cried. “She’s the chosen one! We were just there and and usually in the way. Just like we will be in the way for you and Spike!”
He looked deep into her eyes and saw the hurt and shame proving she truly believed the things she was saying. His face transformed back into it’s human visage and he pulled the small red head into a hug, “Willow,” he tilted her head upward and softly spoke, “Never believe that little one. No matter what happens to us never think you are or ever will be in my way. I couldn’t imagine my life with out you.” She smiled up at him. “And never believe the damn slayer is the hero!” he growled. “Buffy is the ‘chosen one’, which means she has special abilities like super strength and healing abilities as well as years of training. You, Cordy and hell even Xander did not have to do this. You didn’t have to accept this fight but you did! You accepted a battle you believed you would never win and were willing to give up your lives to help save others. It couldn’t have been for the accolades because no one would ever be able to know what you do and those who did know always assumed it was Buffy who killed the latest demon. You put everything on the line to fight the good fight and have saved the world countless times. That little one is definitely not a worthless, no body looser, that is a hero in every sense of the word.”
Spike nodded in agreement then grinned at Angel, “I think a bit of punishment is in order for these two.”
~Part: 9~
Giles and Cordolf had reminisced about their past for a while and Giles finally felt at ease enough to ask the question, "I need some help old friend and you are my last hope."
Cordolf sighed, "I knew this was coming Ripper and to be honest if you hadn't summoned me here I would not have spoken with you even though I owe you three life debts."
"Why?" Giles asked both shocked and confused. "It seems no one wishes to speak with me. Have I angered the powers in some way?"
"No my friend, you have done nothing to receive their anger yet but we all fear your slayer. She is out of control and will kill for nothing more then the pleasure. It's throwing the power balance in to a tailspin Ripper. The evil forces already out weighed the good but her killing sprees seem to be focusing on the good demons rather then the evil. I have continuously reassured the demon councils that you are no longer in control of her actions or you would have been their first target. Be warned watcher your slayer will pay for what she is doing."
"But,"
Cordolf raised a hand to silence Giles, "I am not finished. I am not here to warn you about the slayer but about a prophecy. A prophecy that involves yourself and many you care for. There is a power change taking place and it can either put the demon world in balance or it can let evil reign; the out come depends on the chosen one."
"If it depends on Buffy then I'm afraid we have lost," Giles sighed. He knew Buffy no longer fought the good fight and it broke his heart that he had failed her; in some way he blamed himself for her self-destruction.
"I am risking my life telling you this and I can not tell you much more but know there is more then one 'chosen one'. A great injustice has been done to the chosen one; the warrior for the powers has been broken and will need help. Listen closely my friend because six of the eleven spoken are already together. In your heart you know of whom I speak my friend, the goodness in you is pulling you in the direction you need to go." Cordolf stopped speaking and listened for a moment. "I have to take my leave of you now but when you figure out what you are suppose to do there will be more information given. Until them my friend I bid you goodbye." Cordolf vanished into thin air as Giles front door swung open reveling an angry slayer.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Angel and Spike are on their way to "punish" their ladies when the front door slams open. A bright beam of sunlight comes in catching both vampires causing them to back away with a growl. "Where the hell is he Angel?"
Willow rolled her eyes, "To bad people aren't more like vampires, that way if you didn't want them inside you just don't invite them but no, people like you Buffy, people who think they own the world just barge in where ever and when ever you feel like it."
"I want Riley now! I know he's here! I know your torturing him!"
"And how'd you know that slayer," Spike purred.
"Because I know Angel hates him for what he done." A look of fright crossed her face and she tried to cover, "I mean me, Angel hates Riley because he is able to make love to me!"
Angel crossed behind Willow and began kissing and lapping at her neck all the while his eyes on Buffy. Willow sighed happily and snuggled closer to him, "I think you are the farthest thing from Angel's mind Buffy." To make a point she pulled Angel to her side, tiptoed and kissed him one of the most passionate kisses imaginable and softly ran her hands down his back and squeezed his ass eliciting a loud purr from the vampire.
Spike's grin was the biggest he could ever remember having. He was so proud of red and his sire. Looked like the plan worked too, the slayer was pissed, "Reds right, Angel doesn't want or need you any more so why don't you get out."
Buffy started toward the group when Willow held out her hand producing a force strong enough to knock her out the door, "Don't come back!" She turned to Angel, "As for you, I love it when you purr."
The four began a hot and steamy make out session on the sofa.
Meanwhile Buffy decided to do a bit of snooping and found a couple of windows to the basement. Knowing the vampires had a great sense of hearing she worked the small window back and forth with her strength until the wood gave way with a small thud. She peered into the dark room and sobbed. Her lover and a friend both hang and lay tortured and bleeding. She went to work unchaining them first Riley then Xander.
Xander fell limply to the floor and Buffy handed him his clothes, "Get dressed quickly and quietly. Hang on Xan I'm going to get you out of here."
Walking back to Riley she noticed he hadn't moved," Riley, you have to get up honey. We have to go now, while it's still light out."
"I can't," he ground out.
That was when she caught sight of the piece of wood jutting out from his ass. She knew what she had to do and grabbed the end ripping it free. Riley momentarily passed out from the pain. She looked at him and knew he had an infection and had to get him to a doctor right away.
Soon she had him dressed and on his feet, her only option was to take them up the stairs and try to get away unnoticed.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Willow had just tugged Angel's shirt off and was undoing his belt buckle when both vampires stood, shoving them aside. "What is it?"
"Slayer," Angel growled just as Buffy topped the stairs with Riley.
"I will kill you again Angel!" Buffy shouted. "Let us go and we won't harm you!"
"I don't think you're in any place to make deals slayer," Spike snarled.
"They both deserve to die for what they done to me," Angel screamed, slipping into game face he lunged forward.
Riley was knocked to the floor when Angel first struck Buffy. He landed blow after blow until he felt her nose shatter under the impact then knocked her forward sending her out into the garden. He looked over at Riley; satisfied that Spike was beating the crap out of him he went straight to Xander. Angel grabbed his hair and pulled his head back revealing his neck, "You will pay you little bastard!" With that Angel sank his fangs into his neck and ripped through flesh and muscle draining Xander. He heard a loud commotion-taking place behind him but he didn't care. His demon was relishing in the kill, in taking the life of a mere man who almost destroyed his yet reveling in the fact that he was once again free. The demon knew because of the torture visited on his soul-ed counterpart that they both now co-existed if you will and Angel would be influenced by his dark side just as much if not more then by his good side. He would rein terror over all living and un-living things once again.
~Part: 10~
Spike was taken off guard when he sensed Angel loosing control, which gave Buffy the chance to knock him across the room and flee with Riley. Spike could tell Angelus was once again in control of his sire's body and there way no was he way going to allow it to happen. With the courage of a million master vampires Spike jumped on Angel's back and ripped at his throat, taking huge gulps until he was unconscious.
Willow and Cordy were screaming in a panic at the sight before them. First Angel killed Xander then Spike killed Angel? "How could you?" the witch demanded!
"He's not dead luv. Angelus was taking control again and I had to stop it. Once he feeds from me he will be my child and under my control at all times." Spike bit into his arm and held it to Angel's lips. He was getting concerned; it was taking too long for Angel to accept his blood. What if the soul refused it? What if he'd really killed Angel? Just as he was about to give up hope he felt a sharp bite and suction on his arm. He began to chant some words even Willow couldn't understand while Angel writhed on the floor screaming in agony. With in minuets it was over and Angel opened his eyes.
"What happened?" He looked to his left and saw the lifeless body of Xander. The memories came flooding back, both the good and the bad and he knew what Spike had done. A sire's ritual was very rare but had been used in the past. It was for a vampire who wanted to take the ultimate power but was not willing to kill a family member. Both his demon and his soul were now dominated by Spike. It was a weird feeling having both good and evil running free. It was nothing like the curse where his demon was caged. Now he could feel them both and to be honest it was as confusing as hell. He knew he'd killed Xander and his soul ached but he also rejoiced because of the pain Xander had caused him.
"You've been a naughty child," Spike smiled. He reached over Angel and pulled Xander closer, biting his arm and feeding him.
Angel was out raged; slipping into game face he lunged toward Spike. How could he betray him like that? How could he want Xander as a part of the family?
Spike backhanded Angel and grabbed him by the throat. Breaking Xander free from his arm he turned to the girls, "Tie him up, he will be uncontrollable when he wakes up." They done as they were told and chained Xander to the stone fireplace.
Spike, still holding Angel by the throat, dragged him into one of the rooms on the top floor not many people had ever seen. It was created when Angelus was back. They used to play in here for hours. Spike chained Angel to manacles hanging from the ceiling then stripped him, "Out bursts like that will not be tolerated child! You will be punished!"
Angel fought against the restraints when his new sire left the room even though he knew it was useless. When Spike returned he tossed some things down on a small wooden table just out of Angel's sight. His body tensed when Spike stopped behind him and suddenly he felt a cold, slick finger slip inside him, "No!"
"I'm sorry child but if you break the rules you have to be punished, now relax and this won't hurt as bad." Spike could feel Angle tense even more and he gently rubbed the clinching muscles as he forced a second digit inside. Angel cried out with the indignity having flashbacks of his time with Riley. Spike knew what was going through his childes mind and now was the time to show him it was not the same in any way. Using all his reach Spike worked his fingers pressing into Angel's pleasure point. After a few presses he could smell Angel becoming aroused and knew thing would be fine. He began to thrust his fingers in and out of Angel's tight ass until the muscles released and relaxed he then added a third finger to the mix and worked him roughly, stretching and opening the muscles. When he was sure Angel was prepared enough he removed his fingers, smiling at his child's cry at their absence. Spike picked up a rather large blue phallus, parted Angel's cheeks and pressed in into his sweet ass. He felt his child tense, "Angel, relax or this will not be pleasant."
"Spike, please it hurts," he pleaded.
"I know luv and I'm sorry but you have to be punished," Spike soothed as he shoved the phallus the rest of the way in crushing against Angel's prostate causing him to scream out in pleasure pain. He walked to the front of his child, kissed his pouting lips and smiled as he then knelt before him. He could see Angel's stomach muscles tighten in both fear and anticipation. Spike opened his mouth and swallowed Angel's dripping length causing him to take in a huge gasp of air. Spike began to purr as he reached between his legs and nudged the fake cock.
Angel wasn't sure what to do. He was afraid yet he felt safe, he knew Spike would never hurt him and this felt so good. All he could do was give into his sire's actions and let his body go. He felt his body tighten and knew he was about to cum, "Sire, please", he begged in a whisper.
Spike was ecstatic; Angel was asking him permission before he cum. Pushing the phallus even deeper and harder he growled, "cum!" With in seconds his childes seed flooded his mouth and he greedily drank him down.
Angel was in a daze of pleasure, he'd just had one of the best orgasms possible and his sire was still sucking him. It was erotic yet painful as he was becoming hard again. Suddenly his sire's mouth was gone and something cold clamped around the base of his cock, "Sire?"
The cock ring looked beautiful on Angel, he smiled to himself as he unchained him. He helped him to a table where he was laid on his stomach, feet on the floor, bent over. He gave the blue cock one last push to make sure it was in as far as it could go then brought the wooden paddle down hard on Angel's ass.
He cried out in surprise with the first stinging blow, each one after that coming in rapid succession just as hard. The strikes were focused on his ass, mostly on that damn thing inside him. He swore Spike was trying to shove it to the top of his throat. With each blow it crushed against his pleasure nub and soon he felt his muscles tighten. Some how Spike knew he was close to orgasm and he changed positions now bringing the paddle down on both his ass and swollen cock and balls.
Spike felt Angel's muscles contract in a dry orgasm and he put his palm on the end of the dildo and pushed hard eliciting a scream of pleasure from Angel. Soon his childe had collapsed on the table panting and exhausted from the pleasure. "Like that pet?" He rubbed his hands over Angel's red, warm ass then lifted him into his arms and dropped him on the bed.
Angel yelped as his ass hit first driving the phallus deeper. He reached behind him to pull it out and Spike had him pined to the bed in an instant, "Sire?"
"Do not touch it childe. It stays in until I say it can come out, understood?"
Angel knew better then to argue, "Yes sire."
Just then both of them caught a scent in the air and looked in the doorway. Both Willow and Cordy were on the floor, nude panting their release. Spike came just thinking of them watching what he done to Angel and getting off on it. He sighed, he'd have to take his childe later, now the important thing was that Angel had been punished and they were all sleepy.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Spike laughed as he watched Willow slap Angel's ass for the hundredth time today. He'd enjoyed his childe's punishment this morning and it seemed everyone else did too. Spike didn't allow Angel to remove his 'punishment', which meant it was still inside him, under his clothes. Cordy, Willow and himself had made it a point to slap or grab Angel's ass as much as possible today just to hear him moan, yelp and growl. He couldn't take it anymore when Cordy popped Angel and his childe stood and whined rubbing his backside. "Over m'lap pet and I'll take it out."
In a flash Angle was on the sofa and almost in Spike's lap when Giles called out. "Angel, Spike, uh I need to speak with you."
"It could be a trap," Cordy offered.
"No, something's wrong," Angel, replied as he stood and opened the door.
Giles stumbled inside, his face bloody and bruised, "I'm sorry, Angel. So sorry." Before anyone could ask questions he was unconscious.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Giles woke with a start when he felt something strike his face, "Get off of me!"
"It's about time," Cordy huffed, "My hand is going numb!"
"What happened Giles," Willow asked concerned.
"Buffy, she was convinced that I knew Angel had Riley and Xander."
Angel, whom was setting on the arm of the sofa, dropped his head unable to look at the watcher, "Then you know what I did to them?"
Giles stood, walked in front of Angel and lifted his head, "I know what you did and I'm not happy about it but," he sighed, "I don't know why you did it. Angel, your not evil, I know that but what I don't know is why you would do the things you were accused of."
Spike put his hand on Angel's back, "You need to tell him everything."
Tears formed in Angel's eyes, "Sire, please I can't!"
"Sire?" Giles queered.
Spike pulled Angel to the sofa causing him to yelp and squirm then told Giles to take a seat in the chair. He proceeded to tell the watcher everything he knew from start to finish including that he was now Angel's sire.
Tears of anger and heartache streamed down Giles's face, he sat beside of Angel and hugged him, "I'm so sorry that I doubted you. Sorry that it happened and sorry that I didn't kill the bastard Finn myself. I pledge my support to you and your family Angel, if you will have it."
Angel looked to Spike for approval then smiled, "Welcome to the family." He turned to Spike, "We have some business to take care of so Cordy and Willow can fill him in, right?"
Spike smiled at his plea and caved, "Right pet, business to tend to. You ladies stay here with the watcher."
~*~*~*~*~
Angel stripped as soon as he stepped into the room and awaited instruction. Spike smirked; this could be fun, "Face first on the bed, knees up."
Angel done as he was told, his muscles quivering in anticipation of that awful thing being removed, he didn't like this punishment, well ok he did but not for this long. He took a deep breath when he felt the bed dip as Spike crawled behind him.
Spike ran his hands over Angel's sore red ass admiring the handprints that had been left behind today. He knew Angel enjoyed it; it's a vampire pain thing so he wasn't concerned. He glanced down and Angel's cock and balls noticing they were purple with denied release. That had not been a part of the plan, in fact he'd forgotten all about the cock ring. Angel had truly been a good childe today not once complaining about being denied. He would reward him for that. Parting his cheeks roughly Spike grabbed the end of the dildo and slowly began pulling it free. He smiled as Angel's body trembled. By the time it slipped free of Angel's red swollen and sore hole Spike was dripping. The four rings in Angel's anus were quivering, attempting to adjust to the emptiness and Spike couldn't resist. He shoved his face forward and plunged his tongue into Angel's stretched opening licking and nipping at the soft tissues causing Angel to push back into his embrace. Spike suckled and licked until he could take no more, in one swift motion he removed Angel's cock ring and slammed his length inside the tight grasping channel. He could feel the muscles reforming as the healed, squeezing him even tighter. He reached around and began to stroke Angel's length in time with his thrusts and soon they were both screaming their release. Spike pulled from his drenched opening and turned him onto his back; slowly kissing and licking his now limp member back to erection.
Angel gasped when Spike once again swallowed him down, his throat muscles rubbing against his throbbing manhood. It only took seconds and he screamed his release again. "Why Sire?" he asked panting.
Spike laid beside him and pulled him against his chest, "You were good today pet, you will be rewarded when your good just as you shall be punished when your bad."
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