Homeward BoundBy Buddy
The house was quiet by the time Buffy and Angel arrived at Rovello Drive. Willow, Tara and Dawn had either gone to bed or discreetly disappeared.
Once in the confines of the four walls surrounding them they circled one another warily, the easy familiarity dispelled. Yet it was only moments since they had whispered words of love and voiced happiness at new possibilities. Buffy saw the uncomfortable expression descend over Angels face and wished they had stayed outside where smooching didnt necessarily have an inevitable progression.
She studied the look and was silently thankful that it was a vast improvement on the look hed thrown her way as she left him the last time she had seen him; after her resurrection. Then he had looked shuttered and unreadable but she had known what he was hiding because she had felt it herself. When he had first set his eyes on her he had looked in such wonderment and then pushed it back deep down inside because they both knew that nothing had changed for them; it still couldnt be.
Despite everything Angel couldnt help the hungry way his eyes were drawn to the zipper of Buffys dress where it nestled between her breasts, and he licked his lips. He was battling; inept social skills getting in the way of primal need. He wanted her so much he ached and it had been a long time since hed allowed himself this luxury. He forced himself to calm down, became still.
Buffy could almost see the invisible perimeter Angel now created round himself and she deliberately stepped into it. This was not the time to be unsure; they had both wanted this for too long. She reached up to kiss him, pulling his arms around her making him participate. He dipped his head to meet her lips and felt his cock hardened at her nearness. Her scent filled his nostrils and he took deliberate breaths to take more of it in.
Buffy surprised him when she forced her tongue passed his lips to find his. She invaded his mouth tasting him, claiming him with an assault on his senses. Desire ripped through his body and made his body tremble.
After a while she pulled slightly away her hazel eyes full of love, hope and desire. Yet Angel could see the doubt there too and he wanted to crush it but he wasnt sure how.
Angel are you sure this binding spell has worked? I mean it seems to me the only way to know for sure is to make you happy and we both know how that turned out before. He relaxed as he smiled she didnt doubt him, just the spell.
I havent been this happy in my entire life. I know we have to work a lot of stuff out, but I know we can deal with it. Buffy if it hadnt worked theres a good chance that you would already be dead.
Well if youre gonna use the romantic approach to get in my pants Im here to tell you thats not necessary these days. She grinned at him in bravado, wondering if they were able to cope with all that had happened in each others lives in the time they had been apart.
Are you talking about Spike?
How the hell did you know about that?
I can smell him on you.
But it was ages ago.
Its a vampire thing. A human wouldnt be able to detect his scent on you, something that will always be there, a faint trace. So what happened did Willow do a spell that backfired and affected Xander too? He was joking.
Youre taking this very well. I thought you might be disgusted with me, and feel the urge to hit him or something.
Neither of us stopped having lives after I left. We did what we had to do and took comfort when it was possible. I did hope for more for you than just comfort. His mouth twisted into a parody of a smile. I should have guessed that if Spike couldnt kill you he would love you instead.
Again with the romance of it. She looked sideways at him.
What about you where dyou take your comfort? Angel bowed his head.
No one made me happy like you did Buffy. Did Spike make you happy?
Answer me first Angel, did you sleep with somebody? Was it Cordelia? Buffy didnt feel angry she just needed to know - that it wasnt Cordelia.
Darla.
What? Who?
It was this whole thing where Wolfram and Hart brought her back as a human. I thought I could help her until Drusilla turned her again. Its a long story which I will tell you some day but believe me when I say it wasnt about happiness. Buffy shook her head.
Life is crazy for us isnt it? Drusilla paid a visit to Spike last year and I was the reluctant observer to the party.
About Spike Buffy, did you love him? He smiled at her in reassurance. I would understand if you did.
Not really, there was something I guess. He anchored me, kept me here and marginally sane after I was brought back. I dont, didnt love him how he wanted me to.
Buffy closed her eyes and remembered the look on Spikes face when he had realised it really was over. Had she had the same look when Angel had told her was leaving her after the Prom? Had Spike felt anything like that pain?
Buffy?
He loved me, I know this but have you seen him and Xander?
I didnt need to, their scent was all over each other. Buffy wrinkled her nose.
Eeew, how do you guys put up with that?
It has its compensations.
He kissed her again, just to check this was real, afraid she may vanish. Buffy had had enough of talking; explanations and story telling could wait for another day. She was afraid that if they didnt seize this moment someone or something might steal it away
Why dont you go upstairs and get comfortable, Im thirsty do you want anything? He looked at her the longing in his eyes very plain to see.
What about the others, Dawn?
Oh theyre not invited.
Angel walked up the stairs as though he were in a dream. He could hear the even breathing coming from the other two bedrooms signifying sleep but still half expected someone to prevent him from actually going to Buffys bedroom.
Angel sank into the pillows on Buffys bed and allowed himself to enjoy the comfort. He closed his eyes but he soon sensed her presence. He could hear her swallowing something and the chink of ice against glass. He opened his eyes and she offered a glass to him. He took it and drank deeply, and then he put the glass down beside him.
Before she could move he snaked his hand up inside her dress and up her leg to her hip. The colour of his eyes changed from chocolate brown to topaz. His fingers traced little circles around her hipbone, sending a trail of fire to her pussy, which flooded. He moved softly across her belly and tugging her dress pulled her closer to him.
Moving one hand to stroke her back he slowly unzipped her dress with the other. Buffy shivered in anticipation as he slipped it from her shoulders. Angel sat up and swung his legs over the side of the bed, drinking in the sight of her in a wisp of gossamer and a blush that spread all over her body. He reached up to unfasten her hair and ran his hands through it as it fell about her face.
Buffy leaned forward and clasped Angels face, searching his eyes, conveying so much with her steady gaze. She reached down for his bottom lip with the tip of her tongue and darted tiny flicks across it. Angel lifted her up and settled her astride his lap. His hands moved from her hips to her breasts sliding his fingers over hardened nipples. Buffys tongue probed his lips and he parted them allowing entry. He sucked her tongue in slowly, tangling his hands once again in her hair.
He reached down and released the ties of her thong. Buffy traced the contours of his chest as she nipped at the column of his throat. Angel unzipped his pants and freed his erection and poised Buffy over it. She pushed down with a little whimper and he was shrouded in her warmth. She pumped him, rocking her hips, rising and falling, marvelling at the feel of his coldness inside her. Hed spoiled her for others; she couldnt stand the warmth any more, no matter whos it was.
Not breaking contact he laid her back against the pillows, feasting his eyes over her naked form. She ripped his shirt open and pushed it off his shoulders, wanting desperately to feel his skin against hers. His trousers slipped around his thighs as he resumed his thrusts.
Buffys hands were hot on his ass cheeks as she dragged his boxers further down and tried to pull him deeper inside her. She shifted her position to increase friction to her clitoris. Angel brushed his thumb over her swollen nub and she held her breath as pleasure spread through her centre.
He circled the spot rather than directly touching, creating building blocks of pleasure as he repeated his actions. Buffys thrusts became erratic and she moaned Angels name over and again as she soared over the edge. Her inner muscles clenched spasmodically around his rigid length. His game face flickered in and out and he lost control and followed her over with a growl.
Still hard inside of her he rolled over and pulled her on top with her knees resting either side of him. He held her hips as he rocked up, not allowing her room to manoeuvre. His thrusts teased her insides with unsatisfactory friction and she tried to move her hips in time with his. He held her still with his hands and his eyes implored her to be patient.
Buffy bit her lip and fought the urge to grind down on to him. She spread her fingers flat across the span of his nipples and kneaded and pinched them between. She loved them; the areola were as big as quarters and red as berries. She leaned over to trace the outline with her tongue and laved at the hardening points sucking them in turn; he tasted of old spice.
She kissed him then, cradling his face in her hands. Angel increased his rhythm and she clenched her inner muscles around him, stroking and squeezing him. He let her move then giving in to her need to participate; patience could wait for another day and this felt so good. Buffy rocked her hips with one hand on his chest and the other behind her on his thigh. Physical pleasure was building in hot waves for both of them but Angel wanted her closer to him so he sat up and wrapped his arms around her.
Buffy I have missed you so much. He kissed her deeply and luxuriated in the feel of her walls clenching around his shaft.
I love you Angel, I never stopped.
I love you.
Buffy increased her rocking tempo as Angel nibbled the column of her throat. He could taste faint traces of her other lovers and nostalgia hit him like d`eja` vu; Spikes was the strongest. He couldnt help it; he spilled inside of her and felt as though they were both loving him at the same time.
Buffy felt her insides flood with cold semen and shattered. She rained gentle kisses over his face as if this was the best way to see him. Her eyes were green in the soft lamplight and her lips were swollen. Her hair was tousled and there was a sheen of sweat glistening across her shoulders. Angel couldnt remember seeing her look more beautiful.
They got under the covers and Buffy lay with her head on Angels chest as he stroked her hair.
How long can you stay?
Couple of days I guess, unless I get a call.
So, long distance relationships?
Well see each other whenever we can Buffy. Who knows, it might not always be this way.
I think it will. But I can deal, youre back in my life and thats everything.
Weve both changed.
Do you think thats bad?
Im looking forward to finding out. Youve come along way Buffy gained maturity, and youve been through a lot, we both have. I think weve got a better chance now than we ever did.
You still have your soul. Am I dreaming? Angel leaned down and brushed her lips with his.
Its real, even my wildest dreams were never this good. So tell me about Spike and Xander. On second thoughts maybe this is a dream. Buffy slapped at his arm.
No that definitely is real. We didnt know about it at first, and weve only known for about 5 minutes, but it wasnt that much of a shock when they told us, it made sense actually they had become a lot liked the Odd Couple.
How did it make you feel?
A little sad for me and envious of them.
Because of Spike?
No because of me. Angel turned to her a question on his face.
I couldnt get it right, relationships, ok there havent been that many but they have what I want, I didnt think I would get it. Not until now. Theyre sickeningly adorable and dont look at me that way weve all changed remember, even Spike.
I guess this is all stuff I have to find out. When can you come to LA? Youll see changes in people too, Cordy and Wesley.
Buffy stiffened a little at the sound of love for them she could hear in his voice. It just hadnt seemed fair all this time that Cordelia had been allowed to be near Angel when she wasnt. He sounded like they all belonged to each other, were a family. She stifled the jealousy that began to gnaw the pit of her stomach. This was the part Angel believed she had the maturity for.
Will you come soon?
Youre not planning on leaving now are you?
No I just want to make plans with you. Buffy smiled at him as she stroked his chest.
I have plans for you right now.
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Xander walked into the site office to check on progress with the latest job. It was difficult to concentrate, everything seemed so much noisier than normal and everybody wanted a piece of his time to go over stuff or to shoot the breeze. He retained his usual patience with good humour, knowing there was a good chance that by tonight he would be outta here, LA bound.
This led to thoughts of Spike, which made him smile and filled him with warmth and horny feelings. He could picture him now pulling chunks out of walls and wearing carpet tread down, impatient to talk with Angel. Would he wait for daylight to fade or would he turn up at Buffys back door in a smoking blanket, demanding answers before the smouldering disappeared?
I talked to North about this already, he knows the drill you just need to take this sheet with you.
Xanders foreman Tony was talking to Dwight, an electrician who had been with the company almost as long as Xander. Xander thought he was cool. Not only did he have a great sense of humour but also he wasnt as shut off to the demon element in Sunnydale as most were.
The smell of ham and salad assaulted his nostrils and he looked around to see who was eating. No one was. He looked around for a lunch box of some description; the smell was getting stronger, invading his nostrils and making his mouth water. Who would hide a sandwich? Could be anyone; people pretty much grabbed food on the run here, there were no time for formalities like say a lunch break.
I see you managed to get enough of the guys to cover you for a week Harris, looks like youll be getting your week in LA. Whats in LA anyway?
People, that is an ex-girlfriend, a friend of sorts and some other people I dont know yet. Its kinda like a reunion and an introduction.
Hoping to make up with the girlfriend?
That is so far from the truth pal you have no idea. Im taking a friend with me; we have business there. Ok fess up Tony, wheres the sandwich? Have you hid it in the drawer so I dont try to steal it from you? Xander tried to peer over the edge of the desk but could see only Tonys jean clad legs.
God Harris what is it with you and food today? I dont have a sandwich up here my lunch is still in my car. Must be one of the others. Did you want something?
I came up to grab the specs for the south quarter.
I already gave you them this morning. Xander dipped his head sheepishly.
I know I hoped you had a copy, Tito flooded them when he switched on the water supply, apparently there was a loose pipe. Theyll be ok when they dry I think, apart from the text, and the diagram.
Tony sighed heavily, and reached into his desk drawer. It was for this very reason he carried copies of everything. Xander leaned right over and looked again for the sandwich convinced he was holding out on him. Nothing but paper, pens and paper clips. Tony handed a copy to him.
Tell Tito he should have worked in movies. The Titanic for instance.
Xander left him to laugh at his own joke and followed the smell through the office, through two large rooms, both roughly 23 feet long and turned left to go back to where he was working. There it was, an enormous club sandwich disappearing into the mouth of Vince Templeton. He could still smell it after it disappeared forever, the scent clinging to Vinces hands and mouth. He nodded as Xander passed him.
I know this sounds like a really strange question but were you just eating ham and salad?
On white with mustard and its all gone Harris, get your own. He grinned at him while he was still cleaning his teeth with his tongue.
Dont worry, Im over it.
Vince turned on his heel and waved over his shoulder as he left.
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Spike and Xander both gaped at Buffy as though she was a circus exhibit. This possibility hadnt occurred to either of them.
Yeah that was pretty much my reaction at first, I used more actual words though. Colourful words; I think I made Angel blush.
Cordelia had called to say Angel was needed back in LA. Shed had a vision involving a bound and gagged young woman, surrounded by hooded, chanting figures holding candles. Murders had already been committed and if they didnt find her, she was next. He had left at sundown on Sunday night.
They had spent most of the weekend in bed, except for patrolling at nightfall. Dawn knocked on the door occasionally to see if they wanted anything and giggled at the look on Angels face. They hadnt seen a lot of Willow and Tara, but Willow did manage to squeeze in a hug and tell her happy she was for the both of them.
Why do you care so much?
I er we. Not so much with the caring.
Spill guys, whats up? Spike had wanted to speak to Angel first. Mostly because he was sure that Angel would save him the job of actually having to tell him, by asking what the hell he was playing at, and possibly punching him on the nose to let him know how he felt about the situation. On second thoughts maybe they needed another plan.
Not so much with the not caring about what? Dawn was all wide-eyed innocence as she walked into the kitchen and their conversation.
Hey Dawn.
Little Bit.
They were just about to tell me why they were so keen to talk to Angel, werent you guys?
She raised her chin, a gesture that dared them to defy her. Her antennae were up; she couldnt imagine either of them seeking Angel out just to pass the time. Xander looked at Dawn.
This is kinda private Dawn, would you mind if we talked to Buffy alone? His tone was level and he hoped she wouldnt take offence.
Fine. I was watching TV anyway.
She left them. Xander went and sat down at the breakfast bar and Spike stood deceptively casual against the wall. He wondered how Xander was going to handle this. He was torn as to whether or not he should stand with him, show a united front or let Buffy see Xanders resolve in the matter.
Whats wrong Xander? Is it something bad? She calmed somewhat when she realised he was going to confide in her. Xander pulled his shirt to the side exposing his mark and waited for a reaction.
Yeah between us were getting a nice collection of neck decoration, maybe we could start a new trend; forget piercing and tattoos and adopt a vamp. Course me and you have our own already, were the original trend-setters. She turned to Spike. Did it piss you off big time Spike, someone else muscling in on your territory.
This isnt from the other night Buffy.
Oh. OOOhhh. Buffys mouth fell open and snapped shut. Her eyes were very big with surprise.
Joking! I was joking! How is this possible? What were you guys thinking? This, this is dangerous. Spike what if you get a taste for it and cant control yourself? Xander you could die! Her expression was one of horror. Isnt the chip working?
Relax Buffy will you? Spike only has to think seriously about hurting another human being and his head flares. Its just that he can bite me if I want him to. Buffy was pacing the kitchen; her lips thin with anger. She stopped in mid-stride when the reality of his words sank in.
Sex. This is about sex isnt it? She felt herself blushing, remembering the weekend shed spent with Angel and from the visuals she was getting of Xander and Spike in a frenzied carnal coupling. Spike walked over to Xander and stood by his side.
Its not just about sex Buffy, its about bonding. He pleaded with his eyes, not knowing how to make her understand.
Bonding? Does this mean that, oh my god Xander, youve drank from him havent you? She brought her hand to her mouth as though to wipe away ugly words.
What made you think Angel could help you with this? She was pacing again, her head in turmoil.
Buffy please sit down. I know it sounds bizarre but its important that you understand what it means to me. Xander leaned in to Spike, reassuring him and taking comfort from his nearness. Spike echoed the gesture and turned to face buffy.
I wouldnt hurt him, I love him, I thought you accepted that. I want to talk to Angel about what this will mean for us. He knows more about vampire lore than I do. I thought he..
You didnt think this through at all, either of you. You engaged in this ritual and neither of you have any idea what it will do to Xander.
I do have some idea. Its rare a vampire having a relationship with a human but not unprecedented. Xander may get heightened senses and be not so easy to kill. Tell me will you how thats a bad thing. Xanders right, this is private and the only reason we are telling anyone else is because you will see a change in him.
Buffy looked at Xander then and realised how little she had noticed when they had arrived. Too busy riding an emotional roller coaster to take in how good he looked. Many might put it down to happiness but she could tell it went further than that. He looked as though he had been working out, his shape was more athletic and he seemed more tangible somehow more there.
Oh god.
Yeah you said that already. Spike dipped his head sideways and peered at her under his lashes. He could smell his sire all over her and the combination of his and Buffys scent was almost intoxicating.
I take it you and Angel have never?
Spike! Xander said sharply. He could see this conversation going to hell in a hand basket. Buffy could feel her cheeks flaming now.
No, I we havent. Her voice was small.
Youve thought about it though havent you. Got a taste for it I reckon when he drank from you before. He flashed her an evil grin. Oh come on Slayer, less of the prudish act, I know you remember? She dropped clenched fists to her sides and forced herself to relax them. She tossed her head and rolled her eyes.
Ok, maybe I have thought about it. But thats not the same thing as actually doing it. This is really serious, you need to find out as much as you can and soon. Youll have to go to LA; Wesley might be able to help you too. She directed a pointed look at Spike. That is if youre willing to share this with him. Which means of course that I dont get to see Angel until youre back. Bite me! Xanders heart sank.
No Buffy it doesnt matter. We can wait a bit longer you should go see Angel. Well catch him when he comes back here, talk to him on the phone. He felt guilty; he didnt want this to come between Buffy and Angel.
Bugger that, youve got time off work, we might as well go, take the opportunity. The sooner we know all there is to know the better. Besides why cant you come with us?
Dawn, I cant leave her with only Will and Tara for a whole week and I have work at the Magic Box.
So, you can still come up at the weekend as planned, both of you. He grinned. Bring the witches, Angel does live in a hotel after all. Buffy could just imagine Angels face at the thought of the whole Sunnydale crew arriving on his doorstep.
I have patrol.
Are you trying to find obstacles on purpose Buffy? Xander asked sounding distracted. He felt wired; he could smell the food in the fridge and the cupboards and thought of The Tiger Who Came to Tea. It had been a childhood favourite of his and Willows.
Dialogue from the television was drifting in distinctly as though someone was slowly turning up the volume control. He could hear Dawn breathing and the steady thump of her heart beating. He could hear Buffys too although her heartbeat was slower than Dawns and her breathing deeper. He could smell her and he could smell Angel on her and it was from his nose to his groin in seconds. He was aware of his lover standing so close to him, lightly running his thumb up his neck to the base of his skull. He could still detect the mingling of his and Spikes scent and suddenly he wanted to be far from here and buried deep inside him.
I wish I could just blow it off but I cant.
It wont hurt for a couple of days Slayer, youve got to loosen up a bit, roll with the changes if its gonna work with you and Angel. Spike was hit by the pheromones rolling off Xander in waves. Time to wrap this up and get out of here as soon as possible. He barely repressed a grin and tried to concentrate on what Buffy was saying.
Well work something out, Ill call Angel and let him know youre coming. No Im not filling him in you can do that when you get there. Please get Cordelia to take Polaroids of his face for me would you? The backdoor opened and Willow and Tara spilled through it laughing.
Hey guys. They chorused. Buffy looked at Spike and Xander.
Hang on a minute, maybe I should just get the camera now.
Xander wants to borrow a camera? Whats this for group pictures?
Not exactly Willow.
Perhaps I shouldnt ask what you want the camera for I know that Tara and I.... She faltered when Tara elbowed her in the ribs never take pictures of any kind is what I was going to say.
Im just grateful Ive never seen the pictures you didnt take. Buffy raised her eyebrows at her.
I dont mind you can show me any time, in fact I think I have a few already in my head. Spike aimed a smirk at Xander as he too copped a visual. Willow tried to change the subject.
Say did anybody else notice that most of the time the Sun Cinema only shows old pictures? We were lucky with Spiderman, or would have been had we actually got to see it, but tonight it was back to oldies but goodies.
Oh yeah, what did you go and see?
The Hunger with Susan Sarandon and Catherine Deneuve. She realised too late that this would probably add fuel to the fire.
Really pet, and did they take pictures? Willow ignored Spike, to concentrate on the expression on Xanders face.
Xander whats wrong? You look kinda funny, kinda like when you were hyena guy, before you ate the pig. Buffy looked at him too, her eyes wide. Funny stuff was happening already, he was gazing at all of them and she couldnt tell if it was from lust or hunger.
Im a great big, furry, stripy tiger. Xander misquoted.
Did you eat all the sandwiches and all the buns on the plate? Willow dimpled, but her smile turned to a frown as she tried to work out the reference to a book she still secretly read, sometimes to Tara.
What are you to going on about? Xander are you ok?
Come on love, I need to get you home and we need to pack and get gone. Im not waiting for Angels permission, things are happening.
Where are you off to? Tara asked them her head in the fridge searching for juice, unaware for the time being that things were up.
To see Angel in LA.
Are you going with them Buffy? She turned to Xander and Spike. Does he know about you two being together?"
He knows and no I cant go yet. Ill go and call him now. Buffy spun on her heel and left the room wanting some privacy when she spoke to him. Spike looked at Xander.
Well at least he knows now, we can ask him if hes interested in double dates and give him sex tips, spect hes a bit rusty.
Xander whats going on? Willow went over and looked at him closely, still frowning. She couldnt sense any mojo around him.
Did I ever tell you how lovely you smell Willow? Like strawberries and pears, but these days its combined with the smell of Tara, flowers and musk.
Have you been drinking? Tara gaped and blushed and Willows frown deepened.
Are you under a spell? Is that why youre going to LA? A thought occurred to her. Wont it be strange for you when you see Cordelia?
Ah the fair of face but foul of nature Cordelia. Wonder if she still likes closets. Theres no room for this tiger in a closet. He leered at Spike.
Besides now Im out of the closet. Did you know that tigers purr if you can get close enough to stroke them?
Ok, thats it! Time to take the kiddie out of the sweetie shop. Tell Buffy to call us at home, she can fill you in.
Xander shivered with pleasure as Spike interlaced fingers with him and led him out of the door. He was quiet at first on the walk back to the apartment, revelling in the sensations assailing his senses. Spike watched him intently as emotions played over his face.
The fabric of his shirt caressed his skin like a lovers touch, the breeze through his hair like a lovers fingers. The air carried a plethora of fragrance not all of them good. The lingering scent of freshly mown grass and newly blooming spring flowers clashed with exhaust fumes and neglected garbage cans.
Xander turned to Spike overwhelmed, his senses in overdrive, and buried his head in the crook of his shoulder, drinking in his familiarity and clinging to him. Spike held him close, stroking the back of his head.
I have some idea what youre going through, it does get easier to cope with. You have to learn to channel surf; its a bit like psychics controlling the spirits who bombard them. Xander raised his head for a kiss. His lips were on fire from over sensitive nerve endings; he needed Spikes lips to cool them.
As they entered the residential district they passed a couple of joggers; all sweat, endorphins and racing hearts. A man was hosing his car down in a floodlit driveway and time seemed to slow for Xander as water cascaded over metal. He couldnt decide if hed rather be the car or the water. He was almost certain he wasnt ever going to be able to speak again because the grin stretching his face wouldnt let up. There was a Eurythmics song going round and round his head.
No one on earth could feel like this.
Im thrown and overblown with bliss.
His grin widened
Must have been talking to an angel.
Spikes an angel, no wait, thats not right, but we have to go see Angel.
His heart was pounding, but not unpleasantly. He could feel it pumping the blood to each cell, energising him, and awakening every one to enhanced life. This was way better than beer, intoxicating and renewing at the same time. Still holding on to Spikes hand he started to run, pulling a surprised Spike along with him. The reached the apartment fairly quickly and the phone started ringing as soon as they got inside. Spike snatched up the receiver.
Yeah, hello?
Hey Spike its Buffy. Spike ran an agitated hand through his hair as Xander left a trail of clothes through the apartment to the bedroom, before lying spread eagle on the bed.
Have you spoken to the Great Pouf then?
Not until now. He could hear the grin on her face. Angels expecting you both.
What did you tell him?
That youre evil. Xander was singing quietly.
I must be hallucinating,
Watching angels celebrating.
Could this be reactivating?
All my senses dislocating?
Im glad somebody still thinks so.
I told him you wanted information about vampire/human relationships. I asked him to start looking for the possibility of documented cases and hes going to talk to Wesley about Council records. I told him why you need to know.
Spect well have to peel him off the ceiling when we get there then. He sighed heavily.
He took it very calmly as it happens. Well, the truth is he didnt comment except to say he would take care of it. Hows Xander?
Apart from the sadly mistaken idea that he can sing like Annie Lennox, hes, he will be fine. I have to go. Spike hung up and started stripping off his clothes, impatient to get to Xander.
Xander looked up at Spike in surprise as he pulled him to his feet.
Where are we going now?
I need you in here love, have something I have to do for you. He led him in to the kitchen and encouraged him to sit on the breakfast counter, parting his legs so he was able to step between them.
What kept you?
Xander couldnt wait to touch him. He ran his hands over his torso as though rediscovering him. Spike fastened his lips on his, seeking entry with his tongue, licking his canines as he searched for change and finding it as they grew under his touch. Xander took hold of Spikes hands and squeezed, trying to convey some of what he was feeling when words failed him. Spike pushed him back and rolled his knees up towards his head, pulling his ass to the edge of the counter and entering him in a single thrust.
He arched over the top of him and held his legs down so Xander was almost bent double before dipping his head and taking his weeping cock into his mouth. Spike silently thanked vampire flexibility and he set a rhythm of rocking and sucking that allowed Xander to find his voice again. Xander was already over stimulated, the events of the last few hours incredible foreplay and it wasnt long before he was in total rapture.
Oh fuck, oh fuck, Spike arghgah.
Semen filled Spike s mouth and throat and he swallowed reflexively. He relaxed his hold on Xanders legs so he could straighten up and thrust into him at a quicker pace. Xander relaxed inner muscles around Spikes cock as he pushed forward and clenched them as he pulled back, stroking his engorged length until Spike couldnt remember who was fucking who. Pleasure exploded from him in knee trembling jerks, Xanders name spilling from his lips as dead seed spilled and coated Xanders insides.
Spike leaned over Xander to kiss his inert frame; every inch that he could reach he revered, not caring that Xander could no longer respond because he was mush. Slowly Xanders heightened senses dimmed like music fading into the background and he let out a shaky breath. He sat up and arms circling one another they instinctively found each others throat. Sharp teeth caressed for a moment before they plunged passed skin into flesh.
They clung on as they drank, blood spilled in their haste to make the ultimate connection. This wasnt about desire; it was more intimate than sex, binding them together physiologically and reaffirming mutual love.
Xanders senses began to hum again but he slipped into the sensations like a hand into a silk glove. After they withdrew teeth and fangs, Xander followed a trickle of blood with his tongue to the dip between Spikes collarbone and his trapizuis muscle. It was a delicate part of his anatomy that belied the strength surrounding it.
Spike was still in game-face and Xander traced the ridges with his finger across his forehead, his nose and around his yellow eyes. They glittered with a multifarious mixture of other worldly intelligence, a wealth of history and endless love. Xander especially loved the endless love part.
I wouldnt have believed I could ever get used to this, seeing you morph let alone get up close and personal. Now I cant get over how familiar it feels or how much I love to see you this way. Spike ran his hands down Xanders abdomen.
All of this feels familiar but never quite the same. Reassuring and unpredictable, I reckon thatll keep me on ma toes. Feeling better now Pet? He leaned forward and rested his chin on the top of his head.
Thanks to you; I like your cure its testament to your ability to think on your feet and have a good time. I still have heightened senses but I dont feel drunk with it anymore. Is this what it was like for you when you were first turned?
It stays with you its simply that you learn to control it rather have it control you. It doesnt dim at all but you learn to stop it overwhelming you. Its a neat trade-in love you didnt have to die to reap the benefits.
No I got a much better deal, I got you.
Xander watched as Spikes features softened back to his human guise and wondered where the demon lived in Spike. Where did it go to when the evidence of its existence left his face? Did it feel caged within his humanity? Xander suspected that it was seeped in it, not so much a modus vivendi (see he did pay attention to research some of the time) as a marriage. He doubted many vampires accepted their hybrid the way Spike had done even before the implant.
They showered, dressed and packed ready for their trip both a bit preoccupied with their own thoughts on it. Xander wondered how much Cordelia had changed, he hadnt really talked to her since she had left for LA, and in fact Willow was the only one who had. She was going to think that he and Will had been hit by the gay stick or something. He grinned to himself. They couldnt be accused of standing still in their lives. Never mind the look on Angels face, he thought Cordelias would be more worthy of a Kodak moment.
So whats it gonna be like then? You seeing Miss Fancy Pants after all this time, last time I saw her she was looking pretty tasty.
You managed to notice that around the torturing Angel part did you Spike?
Im an observant fellow, she had things worth observing.
Are you jealous or trying to make me jealous because I shouldnt have to remind you that my tastes lie in other areas lately. Spike pulled in unnecessary air.
No, Im just being a wanker.
Whats wrong Spike?
The thing that bothers me the most is that I dont think Angel will give me any credit for how much Ive changed. Hell be suspicious of my motives and I just know Ill get the blame for something.
Didnt he come to Sunnydale because YOU or Buffy may be in danger?
He was probably just making sure it wasnt Buffy. I hope he will listen to me I dont want to have to resort to violence, I am able to hit him after all. He paused, I dont want him to undermine what we have.
He cant do that, nobody can. Xander looked so sure when he pulled Spike into a warm embrace that Spike relaxed. He was being all wrong headed about it; they werent going there for approval, just information.
Youre just wigging because its Angel like I did with the gang.
Maybe, lets go get what we need and then we can get back to the shagging.
What? Are you saying theres no sex on this trip.
God no, I intend to have sex in every room in the bloody hotel, including Angels office whether hes in it at the time or not. Perhaps we should think about actually going, the sooner we get there the sooner we can see which room to start with. Spike grinned.
Im not providing entertainment for Angel Investigations, I mean I dont even know all of em. Xander grinned back at him.
Why not its a good ice-breaker, saves on the getting to know you part. All that talking and finding stuff out makes my teeth ache.
*********************************************************************Cordelia turned on the light and closed the door behind her and Wesley. Her face was pinched and still puffy from crying she was just glad that Wesley was the only one who had caught her as she was leaving the bathroom. The look of empathy he gave her nearly upset her shaky composure but he had shielded her face from everyone on the way out the hotel. Fred and Gunn, were too startled by them leaving so abruptly to do much more than throw a surprised goodbye their way. Angel had tried to follow them out but Wesley said he would talk to him later; there was somewhere they had to be.
She tossed her purse on the coffee table and sank onto the couch. She sighed heavily and put her face in her hands for a moment. Wesley sat beside her, careful not to invade her personal space, but close enough to offer comfort if she wanted it. She looked up at him with a wan smile.
Im glad for them you know? Its what they both have wanted for so long. Its just hard, its not just the fact that Buffy and Angel can be together, its the other stuff that comes with it. It will change all our lives, it feels like an invasion.
It must be hard for you fighting all this time by Angels side, being his friend, his true friend. Youve witnessed some really dark times from him over last three years and managed to forgive it all, only to lose him to someone else.
Not just someone else, Buffy. It makes it easier that its her. Anyway so have you, been there through it all.
Ah yes but Im not in love with him am I? Wesley went quiet for moment. I was sure he felt the same way about you. Ive watched you both and wondered when the growing closeness between you would become a problem, hence my search for the binding spell. Maybe if she hadnt come back, been resurrected. Wesley wished he hadnt said that when he saw the look of pain cross her face.
Im not saying that er..
What that I was a substitute? No I dont believe I was, our friendship had potential, I just got to the next stage before he did and then he didnt have a chance to catch up. Cordelia grinned because she didnt want to cry again. Wesleys mouth twisted wryly.
Its not always possible to discern the truth in these matters, I was so sure that Fred. I didnt know she would choose Gun. I didnt even think she was seriously interested in him. Cordelia put her hand over his and squeezed.
We have crappy love-life barometers and our guardian angels were traded in for irony, dont know about you but I want my money back. She kicked off her boots and sat cross-legged facing him.
Its a lonely life for a lot of people out there Wesley and we may have lucked out in love, but I know I have friends that I love, better than that, I have friends who love me, who are my family. The truth is I love him enough to be happy that hes happy. Its so amazing hes allowed to be. Cordelia blinked away threatening tears before she continued.
Thank you. For coming here with me, I could use the company. Ill open some wine and you can gimme the skinny on Xander and Spike. Why are they coming here? Wesley grinned at her as she went into the kitchen for wine, glasses and a corkscrew.
Who knows how peoples lives will turn out? I never would have believed I would end up here with you and Angel. My family consider it to be a deep shame and embarrassment that an ex-Watcher could champion a vampire, even if he does have a soul.
You asking me to cut them a break pal? This is Spike were talking about. And Xander, ok loser but if you ask me he needs saving big time. Its not the fact I never figured he had a gay bone in his body, hell who knew Willow was gonna be big with the saphic love, but at least she chose a human being. She put her hand up at his look, but he was determined to have his say.
Cordelia what about your aspect of the demon? Youre not exactly human yourself any more. I didnt have you pegged as a biggot.
Excuse me? Spike doesnt have a soul, just a chip thingy incapacitating him. Xander has a life changing self realisation, not good enough for him, he has to be all attention grabby with Ill go for a murdering demon. Cordelia stopped her rant and looked a bit sheepish. She knew she was transferring her own emotions and it made her illogical; after all hadnt they just been talking about how much she loved Angel, sometime murdering demon.
From what I can gather, I dont believe its so much the fact hes gay so much as the fact hes been Spiked.
Eeew, Wesley disgusting. I thought you of all people..
What didnt have a sense of humour?
No, would see how serious this is. Angels too busy making the big puppy love eyes and its affected his judgement. Hes acting like hes insane and that could prove more deadly than Angelus making a cameo apperaence. Wesley looked startled for moment, that thought hadnt occurred to him. He recovered himself quickly.
Angel knows what his responsibilities are Cordelia, he knows the fight isnt over and there are certain considerations to be met to enable him to have a relationship with Buffy. I trust his judgment and to do whatevers right. Cordelia flashed a toothpaste commercial smile.
Cos he always does that doesnt he? Remember Darla? She poured two large glasses of Merlot and passed one to Wesley.
Did you start without me?
What? No.
Its just that you sound illogical.
Who said I had to be logical? Im in pain remember, tonight at least I can think any way I damn please. Wesley tasted his wine.
Mmm, not bad. Youre basing what on what exactly?
All Im saying is that this could be the first sign of Angel being off his game. I mean hes letting Spike and Xander stay at the Hyperion.
Ive never met him. Of course Ive read about his exploits. William the Bloodys past is almost as colourful as that of Angelus. From what Ive heard from Giles hes proven to be quite useful to them in Sunnydale since he was implanted with the behaviour modification chip. They trusted him with Dawns well-being while Buffy was dead.
Well I find it difficult to take anyone seriously whos middle name is the.
Cordelia still couldnt believe it. She had seen the trouble Spike had caused when he was with Drusilla, and hadnt that been fun? Shed also helped to rescue Angel when Spike had kidnapped and tortured him. She thought of Doyle and took a big swallow of her wine, not caring how it tasted.
How about some music? What music do you like Wesley and I would prefer if you picked something from the last decade.
Im not Giles you know, nor am I as old as he. He looked a bit put out.
Im just teasing, its this talk of all things Sunnydale. It brings back a lot of memories, we were both very different people then.
They sat in quiet reflection as they finished their wine and Cordelia poured them some more. Wesley would have never been this relaxed in her company. He was lounging on her couch and he had toed off his shoes. Cordelia was sitting on the floor at his side. Wesley drank some more wine; it really was rather good. It spread warmth through his belly and it dulled his own heartache, but not much. He flexed his toes in contemplation.
Did you say something about music?
I did and theres more wine. He looked at the empty glass she held out to him. He took it from her and went into the kitchen as she went to look through her CD collection
Youre supposed to saviour it, its not lager.
I am, Im savouring it in big hearty swallows. Perhaps we should eat too, theres chips and dip.
Oh and gourmet food. I cant imagine why I dont come around more often. Cordelia stuck her tongue out when he came back in the den with more wine for them both.
No chips Im afraid. Ill order something in.
So why do you think theyre coming here? I cant imagine its good if Buffy isnt coming with them. I suppose if somethings happening in Sunnydale right now, she wouldnt be able to leave. Maybe shes sent Idiot and Im with this Idiot to find out stuff in her place.
Cordelia, from what I could gather the reason that Buffy isnt coming yet is because Xander and Spike want to and she cant just leave Dawn. I heard Angel on the phone to her earlier saying he would handle whatever it is and that he knew she wouldnt want to leave Dawn if there wasnt any other muscle around to keep her safe.
See it must be big if Buffy is willing to give up time with Angel for those two.
Maybe its something to do with their relationship. Angel would be the best one to help if that were the case.
Yeah, well whatever it is I smell trouble. How about Texas?
Madonna.
Ok if you promise you wont dance.
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Wesley awoke and couldnt understand why he was having difficulty pulling air into his lungs. His mouth opened automatically as he sought oxygen and he ended up fighting a mouthful of silk for his trouble. He jerked his head back in surprise and simultaneously realised he was pressed against another body. A warm, soft, luscious body that smelled incredible. Wesley couldnt help it; the morning erection he was sporting hardened. He realised where he was, who was next to him and was torn between embarrassment and the desire to just relax back into the embrace, feigning sleep.
The deciding factor was the desperate need to pee. The smell of Thai food and wine permeated the air as Wesley tried to get up without disturbing Cordelia. She rolled onto her back as he moved and threw an arm across her eyes, but she didnt awaken. Considering all they had drank the previous evening, Wesley felt good physically. He peed with some difficulty and contemplated getting in the shower.
He checked his wristwatch it was 9.30 a.m. The latest hed slept in for a long time. He helped himself to mouthwash and ran the shower. It was pleasant to feel a little decadent now and then, and staying in the apartment of a beautiful young woman, even if nothing had happened between them, helped him to feel a bit less pathetic about his life. At the very least hed had a somewhere to be. He thought fleetingly of taking care of his by now very hard cock but didnt think he would be able to look Cordelia in the eye if he did. He finished up in the shower and put the clothes back on he had slept in.
Cordy was still asleep and breathing evenly, so he went into the kitchen to get some coffee brewing. They were going to be late into work; they might as well arrive fortified with caffeine. He doubted Cordelia was going to fare so well this morning; shed drank quite a bit more than him. Eventually she had become emotional again, blubbering something about Xander as she collapsed into his arms sobbing like a baby. That must have been how they had fallen asleep, Wesley rocking her gently and telling her it was better to let it out.
Cordelia awoke to the aroma of freshly brewed coffee. She could also smell breakfast cooking and wondered if it would quell the queasy feeling in her belly. Shed had to rush to the bathroom in the night to be sick, managing to extricate herself from Wesley who muttered something unintelligible but didnt move. She had felt better after she had drank a large glass of water and brushed her teeth. On the way to her bedroom she paused to look at Wesley on the couch. He looked so relaxed and inviting, so instead of fetching him a blanket as shed intended, she crawled back into arms that wrapped around her automatically. Shed fallen back to sleep in no time at all.
Her head ached a bit as she made her way to the bathroom; anxious to get out of the clothes she had slept in. Towelling herself down later she realised that in her haste to get in the shower it hadnt occurred to her get fresh clothes first. She turned to the hook on the back of the door for her robe, which was lying across the foot of her bed. Of course it was. She thought about putting the same clothes back on. Eeew! Perhaps she could just put a towel around her and make a dash for it.
Wesley dished up scrambled eggs. There was toast in the rack and coffee and juice on the table. He had heard the shower stop and guessed that Cordelia would be out shortly.
Carrying the plates to the table his mouth dropped open as Cordelia sprinted past him in a towel that barely covered the places it touched. Moments later he heard her cry out, he dumped the plates on the table and rushed in the bedroom after her poised for battle.
Wesley what are you doing in here?
I heard you shout, I thought that you needed help.
I stubbed my toe trying to get in here without you seeing me, which considering youre in here now was a total waste of pain.
Er yes, Im sorry Ill leave you to it then. Breakfasts ready. He averted his eyes as her towel slipped down her breasts. He turned to leave.
Wes wait. Would you come here? Her hair was depositing little drops of moisture down her neck, which were sliding down her shoulders. Her hazel eyes were wide and totally without guile. She left the towel fall and Wesley didnt need further invitation.
He crossed the distance between them in two strides and mashed his lips down on hers. Cordelia clasped his upper arms as she stepped closer to him, supremely confident in her own body demanding he worship her. He obliged without question; he ran his hands over her breasts down to her hips and reached round to cup and knead her ass.
At the same time Cordelia opened his shirt buttons and pushed it off his shoulders. She kneaded the muscles in his upper arms and deepened the kiss. She quickly undid his pants and pushed them and his boxer shorts off his hips; he stepped and out of them and removed his socks and then he pushed her back on the bed.
Wesley stroked down her belly and brushed her pubic hair before delving in to the inner folds of her pussy. Delicious waves of pleasure spread to her womb. Wesley was mesmerised by her form; it was like being granted physical access to some kind of deity. He was self-conscious for a moment, wondering how he could possibly match up to her splendour, but she was so responsive to his touch.
She sat up and put his hands back on her breasts and clasped his head as she kissed him again, urgently seeking his tongue, tasting his lips. Wesley remembered the first time they had kissed, and the second, and smiled inwardly because it would seem that third time was the charm.
This was not about teasing or drawing the moment out for either of them; this was about mutual need. Cordelia reached over to the dresser pulled open the top drawer and it crashed to the floor. An assortment of condoms spilled out and a pink vibrator that rolled under the bed. Wesley didnt bat an eyelid, just leaned over and snagged the nearest foil wrapping and tore it open with his fingers and teeth.
Cordelia took it from him and ran her hand up the side of his cock. He held his breath as she pinched the tip of the condom before rolling it down his length. She pushed him back down on the bed and straddled him, enjoying the feel of the wetness that flooded and slipped from her entrance. She sat on his cock, not taking him in but massaging him with her pussy lips. She rocked back and forth his length hitting her clitoris with each forward motion.
Wesley held onto her hips; thrilled as she took her pleasure from him. He looked at her face to see her eyes were closed and a small frown creased her forehead, deepening as her moans increased. She clasped his shoulders and upped the pace, the beginning of orgasm driving her on.
Wesley watched as pleasure rippled across her face, her heavy breasts falling perfectly into his greedy hands. He ran a thumb over each nipple and then leaned forward to catch one gently in his teeth. Cordelia cried out as her body jerked forward again and again. Ripple after ripple of pleasure suffused her body as it radiated from her swollen nub.
Wesley didnt give her time to come down from her climax. As Cordelia rocked near the head of his cock he entered her, prolonging the waves of pleasure and beginning his own. Cordelia straightened one leg so Wesley could roll them over and then wrapped her legs around his waist. He plunged into her deeply, kissing her throat as he drove her into the mattress. He clasped both of her hands and raised them above her head.
She dug her knees into his side, urging him on and tightly gripped his hands. Wesley poured everything into her; the disappointment, the longing and the unrequited love he held for another. He felt her inner muscles as they contracted and relaxed around him, evidence of her participation, and he came with a strangled groan.
Cordelia was looking at him when he opened his eyes. She clasped either side of his head.
Promise me this wont screw up our friendship Wes, we both needed it. She whispered.
She kissed him then, tenderly and stroked soothing gestures down his back. Wesley returned her kisses; grateful for the words that pre-empted the feeling of remorse he was certain would have filled him. Feeling his cock soften and start to slip from inside her, he held the condom and withdrew.
He wanted to speak but could think of nothing to say for the time being so he just rolled on his back at the side of her and tried to catch his breath. Cordelia leaned over and kissed him again warmly.
Im going back in the shower and then maybe we should go into work, face the demons. We should also find out what bad guys were fighting today.
She grabbed her robe, which had slid of the bed and eyed the state of the floor. She refused to blush at this stage of events and quickly picked up the contents of the drawer and put it back before putting her robe on.
Cordelia, I dont know what to say.
Theres no need to say anything. They looked at each other for a long time; finally smiling as Cordelia turned to go.
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Xander and Spike stood outside the hotel. Spike had insisted they come on the bike rather than in Xanders car to get here.
Whats up with Angel and living in big places?
He likes to prowl, helps with his Magnificent Pouf image.
When they reached the doors through the courtyard they could see a wisp of a girl with long wavy brown hair looking out at them. She drew back a little startled by their sudden appearance. Then she gave them a wide smile and opened the doors to them.
Hi, you must be Spike and Xander. Ive heard so much aboutcha both.
They could see Angel was standing behind the lobby desk next to a tall black man who was cleaning a battle-axe. Angel and Gunn looked up in time to see Fred enthusiastically shaking first Xanders and then Spikes hand. She beamed at them both.
Let me take your coats. Angel and Gunn came round to greet them as a surprised Spike found himself divested of his duster. He felt naked despite the blue cashmere sweater and the black jeans he was wearing. Gunn eyed them warily until Xander stuck out his hand to Angel.
Hey man Angel clasped and shook it with a smirk, sensing how uncomfortable he felt.
Xander. This is Gunn and Fred. Xander shook Gunns hand. Freds hand flew to her mouth.
Oh ahm so rude, I forgot to interduce maself.
Angel turned to Spike and just looked at him as he held out his hand to Gunn. Gunn wasnt sure how he felt about the hand Spike offered to him, but after a moments hesitation he shook it. Cool blue eyes didnt leave hard brown ones for a second.
This is Spike. Angel murmured.
Hey, man. I hear your in the good guy camp these days, only Im having trouble keeping track of the vamps we can still kill. Spike ignored the sarcasm in his voice.
You with Doris Day here? Gunn frowned but Fred smiled at him and blushed.
You look nahce, the blue brings out your eyes. Youre not anything like ah expected. You dont look evil. Spike smiled back at her. Where did this little piece of home-baked pie fit into the equation?
Well looks can be deceptive. I was going for the whole black look, but Xander persuaded me to mix it up a bit, pointed out it wouldnt do to look like an Angel wannabe. He already has enough groupies after all. He smirked at Angel who hadnt taken his eyes off him yet.
What I actually said Spike, was that you looked like a pint of Guinness. Angel laughed at that and Xander and Spike looked at him surprise.
What?
You laughed. Xander accused. You never used to laugh. Angel threw him an uncomfortable look and Fred and Gunn stared at his outburst. They had both forgotten that these people had known Angel before LA. Spike walked closer to him.
Are you ever going to say hello to me Peaches?
Hello Spike. Spike looked around the lobby.
Hello yerself. Nice place you got, do you all live here?
Just Fred and me.
Xander wondered where Cordelia and Wesley were. He could detect faint traces of Cordelias perfume in the air so she couldnt be that far away. He took a deep breath and could smell Buffy too. He searched the room for a few seconds and then realised it was just the benefit of his new and improved nose.
Is Cordelia around?
She went out with Wesley earlier, I dont know when theyre coming back. Angel was still perturbed by their sudden departure; he'd sensed something wasnt right with Cordelia, but then hed been picking something since his soul had become a permanent fixture.
Spike pulled out his cigarettes from his duster. He went over to one of the couches and sat down and lit one. Xander followed him over and sat next to him and automatically held his hand. Spike looked smugly at their audience.
You got anything to drink in this place or should we just go out?
Maybe we should show you your room first and then we could go to Caritas. Fred wondered for a moment if she had said the wrong thing but before she could panic Gunn put his arm around her shoulders.
Good idea Fred, theres still a couple o hours left before they close, right Angel? Angel wasnt sure if he was being railroaded or handed a safety net.
Whats Caritas? Xander couldnt believe how much Fred reminded him of Willow; all babble and enthusiasm.
Its a bar actually. Angel said. A sort of sanctuary for demons, you get humans there too.
And if you sing, cos its a kareoke bar too, Lorne can tell yall ya fortune.
Really? Thats sounds like fun. Tell me Angel, and dont think I havent already had the visual, how often do you sing there? Xander grinned at him, and tried to ignore Spikes hand slowly stroking his thigh.
I try not to, nor will I tonight. Come on Ill show you up.
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Xanders and Spikes lips were locked and they were both running their fingers through each others hair. Their kisses were lingering and sweet and they were both reluctant to stop, but people were waiting for them.
Spike?
Yeah Pet?
We have to go down, theyre waiting.
I know. What do you make of em?
Its hard to say yet, but theyre down with Angel that much is clear. He moved closer to him.
Spike I love you. Spikes eyes flashed yellow.
Dont I know it? I love you too. Come on we should go before I forget my manners and just stay up here.
Since when did you have manners?
Since I fell in love with you.
Stop it or well never go downstairs. Xander kissed him again. Youre mine.
Spike felt his cock stiffen at the possessiveness of his words. His hand went to Xanders crotch entirely of its own violation and stroked the bulge through his jeans.
You will find out later Pet, just how much.
Xander kissed him again. There was a knock at the door. They both looked at it like it was an evil infant.
Hello? The door opened and Angel filled the doorway. His shoulders resembled an aircraft hangar, blocking out the corridor behind and lending him an air of menace that was largely absent from him these days.
Ready? He threw Spike a knowing grin.
Always. Spike grinned back.
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Angel drove them to Caritas. Gunn rode shotgun and Fred sat in the back next to Xander. Spike smoked a cigarette with his arm flung around Xanders shoulders. Fred chattered away for most of the journey, asking Xander about Sunnydale and the other members of the Scooby Gang.
So Willows a Wicca and shes with Tara? Actually Ive met her already.
She used to be a witch, its complicated but its a sort of a an addiction problem, she doesnt really do magic any more. Angel raised his eyebrows, there was still so much for him and Buffy to catch up on.
And Dawn is Buffys sister, right? Must be weird finding out you have a sister who wasnt always there. Im really looking forward to meeting the others. Spike was aghast, hadnt Angel told them anything?
It was weird for all of us to find out that Dawn wasnt real. I mean shes real but she hadnt always been here, if you know what I mean. Xander really liked this woman who resembled a waif. Her enthusiasm was refreshingly honest. Angel pulled the car in the car park.
This is it.
They all got out of the car and followed Angel into Caritas. The place was teaming with people and demons and Xander was goggled eyed. It made Willys look positively tame. There was a tall green demon in a well cut suit approaching them with his hand out to Angel.
Well hello, looks like you have company and what better place to entertain them. What can I getcha?
Lorne led then over to the bar. He signalled to the bar tender to come over and take their order. He looked Xander and Spike up and down.
Arent you two just adorable? So which one of yous gonna sing? Im guessing you. He looked at Spike.
I dont think so mate, Im not into public humiliation.
But I sincerely recommend it my little panda bear of love, I have a strong feeling about this. What will you have? He pointed to the bar. They all ordered and Lorne left telling them he would be back shortly to find out what Spike was going to sing. They all looked at him.
What? Im not singing sod all.
Go on Spike it might be fun. Also we might find some answers too.
The truth was that Spike liked singing, he did it all the time, but he didnt know if he was up to a public performance. Ok, he didnt want to sing because he suddenly felt scared. What if this Lorne fellow told him something bad about him and Xander? Xander was looking at him expectantly.
Oh bloody hell, alright Ill sing. Angel knew what Spike was feeling; he could sense the terror he was trying to hide.
Spike you came here for answers, this may give then to you. Their drinks arrived and they all sipped them appreciatively.
Wow, I mean Buffy would have a field day in this place.
Theres no violence here Xander its a sanctuary remember? Angels gut wrenched when he heard her name again. He missed Buffy; he couldnt wait until the weekend.
So Spike what yer gonna sing bro? Anythings gotta be better than Manilow. Gunn raised his eyebrows in question.
I have a few ideas, which I think Ill be playing close to my chest, if its all the same to you. Who sings Manilow? Fred and Gunn looked at Angel and he looked at the floor. You froofy mare, wheres your sense of decorum?
Ok Spike you almost sounded like Giles then. Very disturbing. Are you really gonna sing? Its not that you cant, you can actually carry a tune, its just that some of the material you pick is sadly lacking in melody. If youre taking requests can I have Billy Idol as opposed to say The Sex Pistols?
Youll have to bloody wait and see wont you, and no heckling. Wheres me smokes? He patted his duster searching for them.
Spike you already have one lit, did you forget? Fred pointed to his hand. He looked at it in astonishment.
Oh yeah forgot about that. He swallowed a gulp of beer as Lorne made his way back over to them.
Ok youre up next, what will it be? Spike leaned over and spoke quietly in his ear. Lorne raised his eyebrows and nodded his head in approval.
Interesting choice, I havent heard anything from the Diva in a while. Spike shrugged off his duster and started to follow Lorne over to the stage. Xander grabbed his arm and pulled him in for a kiss. He threaded his fingers in the back of Spikes hair and they kissed deeply, tongues duelling for dominance.
Ladies, gentlemen and those of you who are gender neutral, or without the benefit of social graces, tonight we have the historic honour of a song from none other than William the Bloody, though these days hes just known as Spike. Give it up for him as he gives a rendition from the Eurythmics.
Lorne clapped and the crowd followed. Spike dragged himself away from Xanders lips reluctantly and got up on stage. He could do this; he was a natural performer. The music started and Spike took in a deep breathe. Xander couldnt help but stare at him up there; he looked as though he belonged on stage every night of his unlife.
Love is a stranger in an open car,
To tempt you in and drive you far away.
Ooh love is a stranger in an open car,
To tempt you in and drive you far away.
And I want you,
And I want you,
And I want you so,
Its an obsession.
And I want you,
And I want you,
And I want you so,
Its an obsession
Spike was lost in the words and his face took on a dream like quality as he sang the first verse. As he went into the chorus he opened his startling blue eyes and looked straight into Xanders surprised ones just for a moment.
Love is a danger of a different kind,
To take you away and leave you far behind.
And love, love, love is a dangerous drug,
You have to receive it and you still cant get enough of the stuff.
Angel watched Xanders face intently. He was torn, he wanted to watch Spike because he looked incredible up there, but the love that was welling up inside Xander and spilling out like an aura caused him to inhale unnecessarily.
Its savage and its cruel,
And it shines like destruction.
Comes in like the flood,
And it seems like religion.
Its noble and its brutal,
It distorts and deranges,
And it wrenches you up,
And youre left like a zombie.
Xander had thought that Spike would actually sing to him, it wouldnt have been the first time, it was incredible foreplay. But that one look had conveyed everything and taken his breathe away. If he could just get him in the mens room for a while after; he couldnt wait until they got back to the hotel.
And I want you,
And I want you,
And I want you so,
Its an obsession.
Its guilt edged,
Glamorous and sleek by design.
You know its jealous by nature,
False and unkind.
Its hard and restrained, and its totally cool.
It touches and it teases, as you stumble in the debris.
And I want you,
And I want you,
And I want you so,
Its an obsession.
And I want you,
And I want you,
And I want you so,
Its an obsession.
The crowd were uproarious, dancing through the song and clapping and whistling as soon as Spike jumped down from the stage. He went straight to Xander who was grinning at him with pride.
I think youve found your calling Spike that was seriously hot, can we go and have sex now? Spike beamed at him and moved in to steal a kiss. His hands crept around his waist to pull him closer. Fred and Gunn clapped him on the back.
Oh my, thats was so good.
That was cool, youve got a good set of pipes on you. I wished Cordy and Wes had been here. I think in future you should sing instead of Angel.
Yeah, alright already, Ive think youve all made it perfectly clear in the past that you dont appreciate my singing.
Its not so much that we dont appreciate it, its more that you cant sing. Accept it Angel, youre better with a broad sword than a microphone. Gunn grinned up at him and Angel shook his head.
Lorne popped up beside Spike and Xander and mock wiped his brow at their display of affection.
Phew! Steady on kiddies, thats tantamount to foreplay in this establishment, wouldnt want to make the regulars jealous now. Seriously Spike, havent been blown away like that since the last time Lindsey McDonald graced us with his presence.
Whos Lindsey McDonald?
Oh just a lawyer that used to work for Wolfram and Hart, good friend of Angel. Gunn laughed at Lornes sarcasm.
He was a bit of a Jekyl and Hyde type, mostly tore around the place looking like a pissed off baked potato.
Now perhaps youd like to know which path your bright light is shining on?
Er, I dunno, depends.
You my little lamb are in for a big surprise, sadly its for you ears only so if the rest of you will just excuse us for the moment, Ill be taking you over here. Xander went to protest and thought better of it. If Spike wanted him to know about it he would tell him.
Theres nothing you have to tell me that doesnt involve Xander. He comes too.
Thats what I was afraid you would say, ok if youre sure you dont want to digest it first, the two of you should come with me. Gunn ordered more drinks for everyone. Fred smiled and waved as they walked away, and Angel fiddled with a beer mat.
Xander held his breathe and then let it out when he realised that he still needed to breath. Spike waited impatiently for the Host to speak.
I can see youve spent most of your life being a love muffin. Youve had your moments when it shone for you but ultimately it hasnt served you well
Oi, I had some good times with Drusilla.
Until now.
He looked at him sternly for interrupting.
Youre on the right path with love, theres no question about that but somewhere along the way youre going to be called upon to expend your energy elsewhere. In fact it involves both of you and the rest of your motley crew here and in Sunnydale.
He looked at Spike seriously.
This may not make a lot of sense or it may make perfect sense but the bonding that you two have recently entered into serves that same purpose. You need to look to science for something, it hasnt been made clear what but, and this is going to sound bizarre, you are going to take a walk in the sun. Xander was frantic.
What do you mean a walk in the sun? Hes going to die now? This doesnt make sense. Spike stood thunderstruck.
Thats not what I see, I know it doesnt make sense but thats all I got.
So Im not going to combust?
Quite the contrary precious, if all goes the way of the Powers That Be, youre both going to be needed around for quite some time.