Spike sat between Xander's legs, both watching TV. "Spike?"

"Hmm?"

Xander's fingers brushed through Spike's hair. "Do you.like this? Submitting to me?"

Without any hesitation, Spike turned, and kissed Xander forcefully. "I love it."

Xander grinned, gesturing for Spike to sit on his lap. Spike did so, feeling Xander's erection as he did. "Then I want to go all the way. I want you to be my slave."

Spike blinked, Xander's announcement taking him by surprise. "R.really?"

Xander nodded, his nerves on edge. "Yeah. I admit, I had a few nightmares and stuff about your soul, but I'm doing my best to put that behind me." Spike looked away. "Hey, look at me." Spike kept his eyes rooted on his hands. Xander cupped his chin, making Spike look him in the eye. "I don't blame you. You're not the same person as the soul. I think we have a real chance of being happy, don't you?"

Spike smiled, stroking Xander's hands. "I do too.Master."

Xander wrapped his arms around Spike, dragging Spike's head onto his chest. "Good boy."

The affectionate term made Spike smile, making Spike bury his head against Xander's chest, trying to feel more of his new found Master.

Upstairs, Lindsey was taking a shower. Angel was on his knees, cleaning his Master. Lindsey hasn't spoken to Angel since last night in the garden, other than to issue orders. Angel's body ached from sleeping on the hard floor all night, a leash tying him to the bed like a dog. Any other time that would have turned him to no end, but now it just reminded him of much he had screwed up.

"Get me off." Lindsey ordered, Angel immediately knowing his Master didn't care how he got off, as long as he did soon. Angel fisted Lindsey's cock, licking the sensitive head as he did. His strokes getting faster, Angel's cock grew impossibly hard, but his own release was equally impossible, thanks to the cock ring he was forced to wear.

"Open your mouth." Lindsey looked down at Angel through scrunched up eyes, wonderful feelings rushing through his body. Angel opened his mouth, waiting for his Master to fill it with his cum. Lindsey yelled in pleasure as Angel masturbated him to orgasm, his cum shooting into Angel's mouth and on his face.

Recovering from his orgasm, Lindsey left Angel in the shower without saying a word to his slave. Ignoring the twinge of guilt and sadness, Angel followed his Master, grabbing a towel. Wordlessly, Angel began patting Lindsey dry. The time was spent in awkward silence, Lindsey contemplating if he was taking the punishment too far, and Angel wondering if there was another way to apologise he hadn't thought of yet. "Go get Wes' and Connor's room ready. They'll be here in an hour."

Angel nodded, kissing the nearest part of his Master, his inner thigh, in a show of respect, and left the room.

Minutes later, Angel was making the bed in one of the spare rooms, trying hard not to think about what would be happening on that very bed.

His punishment had been in effect since last night, but it was already taking its toll on Angel. Not just physically, as his exposed penis indicated, but emotionally too. Lindsey only touched him when he wanted to get off. Xander was sympathetic, Spike, on the other hand, was taking full advantage that Angel was forced to do whatever he wanted. That, he could deal with. The way Lindsey looked at him, he couldn't. Letting the tears fall, Angel collapsed onto the bed, sobbing his heart out.

"I'm sorry.so sorry."

"Angel?" Xander walked into the room, his concern evident on his face.

Surprised he hadn't felt Xander enter the room, Angel stood, blinking the tears away. "Sir...can I.is there something you want?" Angel kept his eyes rooted on his toes.

Xander smiled, gesturing for Angel to sit on the bed, doing the same. "He loves you, you know that."

Angel shrugged, sniffling. "You didn't see him earlier.the way he looks at me, the way he tries not to touch me."

Xander rested his hand on Angel's shoulder. "I won't pull my punches here, ok? You hurt him. Badly. You say that you want to be his, but he doesn't believe that. I believe you do, so does Spike. You need to make it perfectly clear to Lindsey that you want his ownership."

Angel was quiet for a few minutes, sobbing quietly, until an idea formed. "Sir, I have an idea, but I'll need your help."

Xander nodded instantly. "Anyway I can help."

~~~~

Lindsey greeted Connor and Wes into his home, leading them into the living room. Once he saw Spike sitting half naked on the couch, Connor stood behind Wes, not trusting the vampire for what he had done to Xander.

"Connor, it's ok. He won't hurt you." Wes reassured Connor, who accepted what his Master said, holding onto his hand. That action conveyed Connor's unease around Spike to Wes, who filed it away for future use. "Connor, why don't you go make yourself something to eat?"

Connor nodded, and headed for the kitchen, once Lindsey pointed out where exactly it was.

"How are you doing?" Wes asked, as Lindsey began to walk into the spacious dining room.

Lindsey answered honestly, knowing Wes would know if he didn't. "I've been better."

Wes sighed, sitting at the large dining table. "I don't suppose that would be hard. For what it's worth, I don't believe Angel meant it."

Lindsey sat next to Wes. "I know he didn't, but if he didn't want to be with me on the day I gave him his collar, then what's the point?"

Wes' hand rested upon Lindsey's. "The point is Angel loves you, and you love him. Connor told me he had asked Angel about the collar yesterday. Apparently, when he was describing what the collar meant, Angel looked so happy and content."

Lindsey smiled. "Your Connor really is something, y'know."

Wes chuckled. "He really is."

Lindsey was about to reply, when the dining room doors were flung open, Xander, Connor, Spike and Angel making their way in. Angel moved quickly, getting down on bended knee in front of his Master.

"Angel, whatever this is, I don't--"

Xander interrupted. "You'll want to hear this."

Lindsey nodded at Angel, silently giving him permission to continue.

Angel pulled a small box from his jeans pocket, snapping it open to reveal a small ring, a simple band of gold. "I want to tell you how much I love you, how much I love you owning me. Long after you're gone, you'll still own me, and I'll still love you. I accept that I'm yours to do with whatever you please. I make this vow in front of my friends and family."

Lindsey sat in awe, watching Angel with intense scrutiny, his heart jumping as Angel's words sunk in. "You want to actually get married?"

Angel nodded, nervous as hell, his chest tightening at the thought of belonging to Lindsey. "Obviously, it can't be an actual wedding, but I thought we could get up in front of our friends and um.show how much we love each other."

Lindsey couldn't help himself, he threw himself at Angel, smothering his face in kisses. "I love you."

Angel laughed. "I love you too, Master. So, it's a yes?"

Lindsey nodded, his face lighting up. "It's a hell yeah."

Connor began clapping and whooping, making the others do the same. "Hey, um, since we're sharing happy news, we've got some too." Xander spoke up, his hand intertwined with Spike's. "Spike's agreed to be my slave."

Everyone offered their congratulations, making their way back to the living room. Everyone except Lindsey and Angel.

"You amaze me, you know that?" Lindsey smiled, stroking Angel's cheek, who smiled back.

"I love you, and I wanted everyone to know that, Master." Angel blushed, still embarrassed about talking about his feelings, even with Lindsey.

"You'll keep the cock ring on until tonight. I've got a surprise for you." Lindsey wiggled his eyebrows, making Angel laugh.

"Yes, Master."

Lindsey played with the ring, the simple action making him grin.

Angel ran his fingers over the ring. "It has an inscription, Master. On the inside."

Immediately, Lindsey found it. "Lindsey McDonald, Owner of Angel. I love it." Lindsey cupped Angel's face in his hands, pulling his slave in for a deep, passionate kiss.

Angel allowed his mouth to be dominated, giving into the sensation of his Master plundering his mouth.

"Next Saturday, ok? We'll get married next Saturday." Lindsey's hand found Angel's denim clad erection, rubbing it roughly.

Angel rested his hand on Lindsey's thigh, breathing in his Master's scent. "I'd marry you anytime, Master."

Quickly kissing Angel one more time, Lindsey took his slave by the hand and led him back out into the living room, where everyone else was sitting. Lindsey sat in between Wes and Xander on the couch, Angel sitting in front of his Master on the floor, between Connor and Spike.

"We're getting married next Saturday." Lindsey announced, knowing full well four sets of eyes were watching him, waiting for that very announcement.

Wes and Xander congratulated Lindsey, while Connor threw his arms around Angel.

"Congratulations." Connor whispered into Angel's ear. "You're very lucky."

Angel smiled at his son, holding his hand. "Thank you."

Both Lindsey and Wes watched the exchange, smiling at each other. "Awww, they're so cute." Both men teased, laughing as Angel and Connor broke their hand holding, smiling at each other.

Spike and Xander watched with amusement. Xander leaned down, whispering into Spike's ear. "Go upstairs, and strip."

Spike's eyes boggled, the command taking him by surprise. "Yes, Master." Spike stood, and made his way upstairs. To his surprise, ever since he had lost his soul, Spike's demon was quiet. Normally, it would be raging inside every moment of every day, especially since he had gotten the chip. Maybe this meant his demon was weak, being content to submit to a human, but, dammit, he was happy and he was going to make Xander feel the same.

Finding the room he shared with Xander, Spike began to pull his clothes off frantically, throwing them into a corner.

Spike was pulling off his jeans as he sensed Xander coming up the stairs. Finally naked, Spike jumped onto the bed, a wicked grin spread across his face.

Xander walked into the room, smiling as he saw Spike lying naked on the bed, his cock pointing to the ceiling. "My beautiful boy, come undress me."

Spike jumped off the bed, his hands travelling over Xander's chest, before helping him out of his sweater, to reveal a perfectly chiselled chest. Kissing Xander's chest, Spike unbuckled Xander's jeans, letting them fall to the ground. The blond vampire found Xander's belly button, swirling his tongue inside, making Xander gasp.

Xander stood in his boxers, glancing down at Spike with lust filled eyes. "Take off my boxers."

Spike grinned, obeying happily. Xander's cock bounced out of its confines, hitting Spike on the cheek. Xander's hands found their way to Spike's hair, running his fingers through his bleached hair.

"Kiss it." Xander commanded, tugging Spike's hair gently. Spike trailed kisses from the base of Xander's cock to the head, slipping his tongue into Xander's slit as he did. "Do you have lube?"

Spike cursed. "Damn, I forgot. Sorry, Master."

"Go ask Lindsey if we can borrow some." Xander smiled as Spike jumped up, and ran out of the room, stark naked.

Spike found Lindsey in the kitchen, his pants around his ankles, his cock thrusting in and out of Angel's mouth. Spike frowned as his cock twitched; Angel shouldn't have that kind of control over him, not anymore.

"What do you want, Spike? I'm fucking busy." Lindsey growled, as his cock drove back into Angel's mouth, the vampire making various sounds of happiness.

"Some.some lube." Spike stuttered, cursing himself for doing so.

"In.our room, top drawer." Lindsey grunted, fisting Angel's hair, causing the vampire the small amount of pain he loved so much.

Spike ran out of the room, the picture of Angel having his mouth fucked forever branded in his mind. Making his way back upstairs, Spike found Lindsey's room, quickly pulling open the top drawer and finding the lube straight away.

Spike entered the room he shared with Xander, finding his Master lying on the bed, jacking his cock slowly.

"I got bored." Xander shrugged his shoulders, smiling wickedly. "Come lie on the bed."

Using his vampire abilities, Spike jumped from his position by the door and landed on the bed, next to Xander, on his back. Xander growled, turning over, lying on top of Spike. "Who are you?"

Spike answered without hesitation. "Yours."

Xander's fingers found Spike's nipples, twisting them painfully, smiling cruelly. Of course, it only turned Spike even more. "Who are you?"

Spike racked his brains, trying to think of the right answer. Then he remembered something he had Angel say to Lindsey. "Spike, slave of Xander?"

Xander smiled, kissing his slave. "Good boy, now prepare yourself." Spike spread the lube onto his hand, his fingers disappearing into his body.

"Xander." Spike moaned as he stretched himself.

Xander's cock rested between Spike's thighs, ready to enter the cold body beneath him. "Stop."

Spike stopped, his fingers popping out of his tight hole.

Xander smiled lovingly down at Spike. "Ready?" Spike nodded in reply, not trusting himself to speak. Xander slowly began to enter Spike's body, his tightness clamping around the head of his cock. Ever so slowly, Xander pushed his penis into Spike's tight hole until his balls slapped against his ass, then pulled back out, leaving only his cock head inside his slave.

Spike's chest tightened as he waited for an eternal moment for Xander to push back inside him, to make love to him. Spike screamed as Xander pushed back inside him, hard and fast, finding that sweet spot that made stars dancing in front of his eyes.

More confident now he had made Spike scream with pleasure, Xander slammed in and out of Spike's slick passage, the pleasure beginning to overwhelm him. "Spike! Fuck, that's it.touch yourself.jerk off with me fucking you.making you mine."

Spike's hand clamped around his own cock, jerking himself frantically, watching Xander's face intensely, the way his brow creased as he slammed back into Spike's body, the way he breathed when he buried deep inside. "Shit...Xan.Master.so sexy.your, all yours."

Xander panted, thrusting into Spike with brutal accuracy, hitting his slave's prostate every single time. "Cum for me."

Spike looked into Xander's eyes, surprised by what he saw there, not love, but something very close to it. His hand working overtime, Spike came, spilling his seed onto Xander's chest.

"Fuck, Spike.that's it, you're mine.all mine." Xander's cum flooded Spike's slick channel mixing with the tiny amount of blood that had come from Xander's furious fucking. Xander let his body fall on top of Spike, laughing as the vampire made an exaggerated groan.

"Do you really mean it?" Spike asked, biting his lip with nervousness.

Xander smiled cruelly. "Mean what?"

"You know damn well what! Do you really want me to be your slave?" Spike's eyes darted around, looking anywhere but at Xander.

Xander kissed Spike passionately, plundering the dark cavern of Spike's mouth. "You're my slave, and I want everyone to know."

Spike returned the kiss, his cock growing hard again. "Yours, and I kinda think everyone knows already."

Xander wriggled his hips, his cock moving about inside Spike. "Maybe I should fuck you downstairs, in front of everyone."

Spike smirked, laughing. "Have you seen this house? They're not exactly conservative."

Xander joined in the laughing. "Yeah, I've got a feeling it'll get worse once Connor leaves."

Spike lifted his hips, the head of his cock trailing along Xander's belly. "I hope so."

Xander laughed quietly. "Are you being naughty? Trying to get off without permission?"

Spike licked his lips, his eyes sparkling. "Maybe I should be punished."

"Maybe I should get Angel to spank you." Xander said, trying to keep a straight face.

Spike's face fell. "I was kinda hoping you'd do it." Small wiggle of his hips to show much he wanted it.

Xander laughed again. "Maybe I should chain you to the bed, leave you here for days."

That made the smile return to Spike's face. "I'd be here only for your pleasure.I like it."

Xander climbed off the bed, grinning madly. "Stay there." Xander ran out of the room. A minute later he was back, chains in hand. "Spread yourself."

Spike laughed, obeying the order immediately. His cock twitched as Xander snapped the chains around his legs, and attached them to the bed poles. Xander moved up Spike's body, sitting on his chest as he chained Spike's hands to the bed. "There.you're not moving until the night before the wedding."

Spike's eyes widened. "A week? A whole week?"

Xander smirked. "Not a week, six days." Xander stroked Spike's chest, finding his nipples. "I love this.you're all mine.I can fuck you as much as I want, and you can't move."

Spike relaxed, knowing Xander's words were meant as reassurance. "Your personal whore." Spike said, with a hint of laughter, letting Xander know he hadn't meant the words in a bitter way.

Xander shook his head adamantly. "My personal slave, my beautiful slave." Spike looked up at Xander, making eye contact.

"Yours."

~~~~

Later that day, just after sunset, Angel lay on the bench at the back of the garden, a sleepy Connor in his arms.

"Can't believe you're getting married." Connor smiled, burying his head against Angel's chest.

Angel smiled to himself. "Yeah, I can't believe it either."

Connor smiled sleepily, his hand resting on Angel's arm.

Angel continued. "We're trying to make it as traditional as possible, obviously with the Master/slave stuff too. So I was wondering, if you want, would you give me away?"

Connor sat up, looking his father in the eye, a look of wonder on his face. "You want me to.wait, isn't the bride usually given away?"

Angel shrugged, laughing. "Yeah, but it makes sense for me to do that. It's symbolic, my family, you, giving me to Lindsey."

Connor smiled shyly, brushing his hair out of his eyes. "I'd love to."

Angel kissed Connor on the forehead, feeling as if his dead heart could do somersaults. "Gotta go, Lindsey's calling me."

Connor frowned. "I don't hear.oh, vamp hearing. Handy."

Angel stopped, grabbing hold of Connor's hand. "Thank you."

Connor shrugged, smiling. "You're family."

Angel smiled back, pretty sure his heart had not only done a somersault, but could compete in the Olympic games. Knowing Lindsey didn't like to repeat himself, Angel ran back into the house.

"What's got you looking so happy?" Lindsey asked, as he poured himself a mug of coffee.

"Connor agreed to give me away, Master." Angel bounced on the balls of his bare feet, obviously ecstatic.

"That's great, baby. Go to the living room, I think Xander wants to talk to you."

"Yes, Master." Angel walked away, stopping as Lindsey grabbed his arm.

"I've got to make a new rule. You never leave a room without giving me some sugar." Lindsey grinned, before cupping Angel's hand with his hands, devouring in a deep, loving kiss.

"I love that rule, Master." Angel grinned, as his hands rested on Lindsey's shoulders.

"Go talk to Xander, then get upstairs. It's time for your surprise." Lindsey grinned, before Angel kissed him on the neck, before making his way to the living room.

Angel kneeled in front of Xander, who was sitting on the couch. "You wanted to talk to me, Sir?"

Xander patted the couch, a gesture for Angel to sit beside him. "Yeah, I want to know what kind of history you have with Spike. Did you guys ever.fuck?"

Angel nodded, his eyes downcast. "Yeah, we did. It was part of the Sire and Childe relationship, Sir."

Xander nodded, his suspicions confirmed. "That's what I thought. Ok, you can go."

Angel nodded before leaving, running upstairs to wait for his surprise. Entering his Master's room, he found Lindsey lying on the bed, completely naked, his legs spread. "Master?"

Lindsey smiled at Angel's confused expression. "Strip."

Angel did, naked in seconds.

"On the bed, kneel between my legs." Lindsey commanded, his cock twitching as Angel did so. "You're going to make love to me, like I've done to you for the last two years."

Angel's unneeded breath caught. For two years he'd happily been the bottom, never being allowed to feel his cock slide into his Master's body. "Master.I don't know what to say.thank you."

Lindsey shrugged, smiling. "I should've done this a long time ago. I thought being the bottom during sex meant being the submissive, but I had a talk with Xander. He said you fucked him a few times, and it was nothing short of wonderful."

Angel blushed, imagining the conversation that had taken place between his Master and his ex. "Yes Master, it was."

Lindsey handed Angel a tube of lube. "Prepare me."

Just the thought of being inside his Master had Angel's cock weeping. With a shaky hand, Angel took the lube, and spread a generous amount over his fingers. One finger worked its way past Lindsey's anal ring, his muscles clamping around the digit.

Lindsey bucked under Angel's touch. "Angel.more now!"

Angel added another finger under his Master's instruction, scissoring his fingers, stretching Lindsey's body. Angel ignored his leaking cock, focusing on his Master's pleasure.

"Angel! Baby.now! Fuck me now!" Lindsey's cock jutted out proudly, his eyes dilating with desire, groaning as Angel's fingers left his body.

Angel fisted his cock, holding it at the entrance to Lindsey's body. "Master.can I?"

Lindsey nodded frantically, his voice caught in lust. "Now.in me now."

Determined to make Lindsey happy, Angel obeyed. Pushing slowly into his Master, Lindsey's body clamping around his cock in an almost painful grip. "Master.fuck, Master.so good."

Lindsey winced, tendrils of pain shooting through him. "Angel.stop."

Angel stopped immediately, not even half of his length inside Lindsey. "Master, I'm so sorry.please forgive me."

Lindsey shook his head, taking deep breaths. "Not your fault.just need to get used to it."

Angel stroked Lindsey's legs, attempting to reassure his Master. "Want me to.get out?"

Lindsey shook his head again. "No! I'm ok.make love to me."

"Ok, but only if you're sure. I don't want to hurt you." Angel whispered, as if saying it loudly would somehow cause the pain he was trying to prevent.

Lindsey smiled, the loving concern pouring off Angel in waves. "I promise I'm ok, now fuck me dammit."

Angel laughed softly, Lindsey's joking tone alleviating his concerns. Ever so slowly, Angel pushed the rest of his length into his Master, his short and curlies brushing Lindsey's ass. "Ok?" The only word Angel could manage to speak, his brain melting as he touched his Master in the most intimate way.

"Very.ok.fuck me!" Lindsey wiggled his hips to emphasise his order, panting heavily.

Angel obeyed, his chest tightening as the fact that he was inside his Master kept hitting with as much force as the first time, withdrawing slowly from Lindsey's body, before sliding back with more ease. Lindsey gasped as Angel lightly touched that sweet spot, fisting the covers to stop himself from furiously jacking his cock.

"Fucking hell.do that again!" Lindsey yelled, his face flushed. He couldn't believe he had denied this pleasure for two years, stupidly thinking that he'd be relinquishing his Master status over Angel.

More confident now, Angel aimed every thrust to his Master's prostate, smiling as his Lindsey screamed in pleasure. "Master.please, I'm gonna--"

"No! Don't cum!" Lindsey ordered, his voice filled with lust.

Taking deep breaths, Angel focused on not cumming, worried that if he did he wouldn't be allowed to make love to Lindsey again.

Lindsey held out his hand out, a gesture for Angel to kiss him. Angel leaned his head closer, still plunging into his Master. Lindsey kissed Angel, his tongue dominating Angel's mouth. "Touch me, make me cum." Lindsey ordered in a soft, small voice only a vampire could have heard.

His face still inches from Lindsey's, Angel wrapped his hand around his Master's hard cock, stroking it eagerly, still thrusting into Lindsey's hot tight body.

"Shit, Angel.so good." Lindsey arched off the bed, his cock spewing his cum over Angel's hand. "Cum."

The single word made Angel do exactly that, roaring his release into his Master. "Love you, Master." Angel removed himself from Lindsey's body, and lay next to his Master.

"Love you too, Angel." Lindsey rested his head on Angel's chest, smiling as Angel's muscular arms surrounded him.

Lindsey was about to fall asleep when the room was plunged into darkness. Seconds later the door was kicked open, ten men dressed in black, holding tranquilliser guns and aiming that at both men. One man fired, hitting Angel in the neck before he had a chance to defend Lindsey or himself. Another shot, and Lindsey was out for the count.

"Both targets have been taken care of."

"Our orders are to take the vampire, they have no need for McDonald."

The leader's radio began to crackle. "Sir, we have the Watcher and the young man from the Hellmouth."

"Move out, move out!"

*****
Part 6:

"Someone fucking unchain me!" It had been an hour since masked men had taken Xander away for him. Spike wasn't even sure if there was anyone left in the house. Lindsey staggered into Spike's room, supported by a bruised Connor, who was doing his best to hold back his tears.

"Unchain him." Lindsey ordered Connor, sitting down on the bed, the effects of the tranquilliser gun wearing off. Wordlessly, Connor did as he was told, jumping back when Spike leaped off the bed, his true face showing.

"Where are they?! Those fucking bastards! I'll rip 'em apart!" Spike howled, picking up the chest of drawers and throwing it across the room.

"Spike! Fucking calm down!" Lindsey shouted, barely hearing himself over the crash the chest of drawers made.

Spike growled in response. "Fuck you, I've gotta find Xander."

"Angel and Wes were taken too." Lindsey wrapped his arms around Connor, as the youth sobbed. That piece of news took Spike by surprise, shocking him enough to stop his destructive rage. "Now, both of you kneel."

Connor did so immediately, Spike taking his time, but knelt besides Connor.

Lindsey sighed, putting away his anguish for Angel for the moment. "I don't know who took them, and I don't know why, but I will find out. I'll call Gunn and Cordy, get them on it. But until we get them back, I'll be your Master. You'll treat me like you treat Xander and Wes, got it?"

"Yes, Master." Connor replied, giving Lindsey a small smile.

"Yes, Master." Spike mocked Connor, obviously pissed off.

Lindsey's fist struck out, catching Spike on the chin. "If you don't fucking think I won't spank the life out of you, you're wrong. And I promise, you won't enjoy it."

Spike growled, before calming himself, knowing that they'd never find Xander if he went about it his own way. "Sorry."

Lindsey frowned, cupping Spike's chin, making the vampire look him in the eye. "Sorry what?"

"Sorry, Master."

"Go call Gunn and Cordy, get them here. Their numbers are in the book next to the phone in the living room." Lindsey ordered Spike, smiling as Spike left the room silently. "Connor, sit on my lap."

Connor stood, wrapping his arms around Lindsey, sitting on his lap, burying his head on Lindsey's chest. "I can't do this."

Lindsey kissed Connor's head. "Yes you can, we all can. We're gonna get Wes back, and we'll get your dad back, Xander too."

Connor grabbed harder onto Lindsey's t-shirt. "I need Wes."

"And I need Angel, so we're gonna find the bastards who took them and make them pay." Lindsey tightened his hold on Connor. "I swear we'll get them back."

~~~~

Wesley, Xander and Angel had been kept in a cell for hours. The cell was all white, a toilet in the corner and a single bed opposite.

All three had tried pounding on the door, and shouting at the camera mounted on the wall, but no-one had answered. The second Angel was awoken from his drugged state, he had flown into a rage, demanding to see Lindsey. Xander had calmed him down, reassuring him that they'd find a way out of here to get back to their loved ones.

All three men were dressed in the same clothes as when they had been kidnapped, though in Angel's case that was none. He knew not to be embarrassed; both men had seen him naked on plenty of occasions.

Xander and Wes sat on the bed, while Angel stood to their side. "Angel, if you've got any bright ideas, now would be the time to share them."

Angel shrugged, feeling completely helpless. "Only your usual break-your-way-out-when-someone-finally-opens-the-door, Sir."

Xander stood, resting a hand on Angel's shoulder. "Then we go with what we've got."

~~~~

Lilah Morgan sat behind her desk, looking and feeling extremely smug. "Report."

A short balding man dressed in a while lab coat shifted nervously in front of Lilah. "We managed to get samples of blood and semen from the vampire while he was knocked out, and as was suspected the other two are human. They are of no consequence to the final stage. The operation was a complete success."

Lilah nodded, not looking from her computer, already starting the paperwork. "Get started on the next stage."

The small man nodded, and left the room.

Lilah picked up her phone, immediately getting through to Security. "This is Lilah Morgan. Let the test subjects leave, and for god sakes, make it believable."

~~~~

Two security guards entered the cell, both armed with stakes and guns. The taller guard gestured towards Angel. "Remember McDonald? Used to work with Morgan? That's his bitch."

Angel growled, his demon emerging, and jumped for the man, slamming his head against the doorframe, a sickening crush echoing around the room. The other man raised his stake, prepared to slam it into Angel's chest, but didn't get the chance as Angel knocked him out with a punch between the eyes.

Ignoring the bodies, Angel walked out of the door, Xander and Wes cautiously following them.

"We need to get to the sewers. It might be day outside." Wes glanced at the naked Angel, wondering if he should give Angel something to tie over his waist. Taking off his shirt, Wes handed it to Angel, instructing him to tie it around his waist.

Angel gave Wes a small smile. "Thank you, Sir."

They made their way silently to a stairwell, which told them they were on the basement floor. One floor down, and they'd be able to find sewer access.

None of them looked back as sirens began to screech around them.

~~~~

Gunn and Cordy were pacing in the kitchen, as Lindsey sat at the table, explaining the situation.

"So who's taken them?" Cordelia asked, waving her hands in exasperation as Lindsey shrugged. "How's Connor taking it? And you?"

Lindsey sighed, his heart tightening as he thought of Angel. "Connor's taking it hard. So is Spike."

Cordy grunted as Spike was mentioned.

"You guys wait her, I'm gonna check on them." Lindsey left the kitchen, bounding up the stairs to his room, where he had left Connor and Spike, with implicit instructions to kneel at the end of the bed, and not say a word to each other, seeing as they were both unsure of the other.

Lindsey was surprised as he found Connor asleep in Spike's embrace, both lying on the floor.

Spike looked up at Lindsey, trying to look apologetic. "He was tired.he made me promise I'd wake him if he hear anything."

Lindsey smiled as he sat on the floor next to Spike. "You're a complicated man."

Spike turned his head, looking at Lindsey with a confused look on his face.

"A soulless vampire willing to submit to a human? Comforting Connor?" Lindsey smiled as Spike realised he'd shown too much.

"Maybe I'm just hoping Xander and Wes'll let me have a go at his arse." Spike smirked; Lindsey laughed.

"I don't see Wes going for that."

"Worth a try."

Lindsey wrapped his arms around Spike, the three men lying in silent, thinking and dreaming about their loved ones.

"Master?"

Lindsey's eyes fluttered open, realising he must have fallen asleep, then realising he must still be asleep as he saw Angel stand before him, a shirt wrapped around his waist. "An.Angel?"

Angel threw himself at Lindsey, smothering the young man in kisses. "It's me."

Lindsey knew tears were trickling down his cheeks, but for once he didn't care. "God, baby, I was so scared." Lindsey threw his hands around his slave, enveloping him in a tight hug.

Wes and Xander walked into the room. Wes scooped Connor into his arms, waking the youth.

"Master?" Connor touched Wes' face in awe, as if he didn't believe Wes was really there.

Wes smiled, kissing Connor hard. "I'm back."

Spike was already hugging and kissing Xander, both men making their way to their room.

~~~~

Two hours later Lindsey was still pounding into Angel, as if we still didn't believe Angel was there, back with him.

"Scream my name, that's it, scream!"

Angel gladly did. "LINDSEY! FUCK, MASTER!"

Lindsey had been inside Angel non-stop for an hour, and had came three times already. Angel's own cock had been ignored, not a touch by either man. Angel understood he was being punished for leaving Lindsey, even if it was through no fault of his own. Working on making his Master come again, Angel clenched his body around Lindsey's cock as tightly as he could, rewarded by a rush of Lindsey's warm seed flooding him.

Lindsey collapsed on top of Angel, not bothering, or wanting, to remove himself from Angel's body. "You can say goodbye to this house."

Angel frowned, looking Lindsey in the eye. "What? Why?"

Lindsey sighed, wondering why he needed to explain when it was so obvious to him. "Between us, Wes and I have enough money to buy a decent place, somewhere far, far from here. We're getting away from L.A and Wolfram and Hart."

Angel looked alarmed. "For a holiday, right?"

Lindsey shook his head, knowing how this would effect his slave. "Permanent."

Angel's face fell. "But.my life is here. My friends. My redemption."

"If the gang want to, they can move with us. I'm sure they want to get away from Wolfram and Hart too. And as for your redemption, I took that into account. We could move to Cleveland."

Angel's mind reeled. "A hellmouth. But.but.my life is here."

Lindsey found a nipple, and twisted. "You're going. Wes is telling Connor now."

Angel reminded himself that if Lindsey wanted him to go, he'd go. If he didn't, he'd never feel Lindsey inside him again, never feel him hurt him like he was hurting now. Not that bad kind of hurting, but the good kind. "Ok, if you want me to, I'll go."

Lindsey kissed Angel's cheek, grinning. "I know you're not happy about it, but you know I have to do this."

~~~~

A short time later Angel, Connor and Spike knelt in the kitchen, side by side, instructed to do so by their Master's, while they had a private talk in the living room. Spike was the only one naked, Angel and Connor allowed to wear boxers.

"So did Wes talk to you?" Angel asked Connor, glancing at his son.

"Yeah. Cleveland, huh?"

"You ok with that?"

Connor looked at Angel with a look of mild disbelief on his face. "Why wouldn't I be? Wes wants me to move, I'll move."

"You didn't feel like you were giving up your life?"

"Wesley *is* my life."

Those words hit Angel with the force of a ton of bricks. He'd always been more than happy to be the submissive in the relationship, but he'd never grasped the reasoning, the way other slave's he'd met blindly did whatever their Master wanted. If a Master wanted his slave to bend over in the middle of a high street and take him, then the slave should. A slave had no opinions, just the desire to obey it's Master. "I never thought of Lindsey like that, I don't know why. Thanks."

Connor smiled, nudging Angel. "Not a problem."

"I guess this means I'm going back to Sunnydale." Spike finally spoke up.

"Yeah, I guess." Angel replied, sadly. "Just when I was you getting tolerable."

"Hey I can still kick your arse, peaches."

"Not both of us though." Connor joined in, sticking his tongue out at Spike, who put his hand to his mouth in mock shock.

~~~~

Lindsey and Wes had broken the news of their leaving to Xander, who was taking it well. "We're gonna stay in touch, right?"

Lindsey and Wes immediately reassured Xander that they would.

"Do you mind if we stay here? Permanently? I don't think I can go back there.where William." Xander looked away, willing the tears to disappear.

Lindsey nodded, placing a hand on Xander's shoulder. "Sure you can. I own the freaking place, someone might as well use it."

Wesley interrupted the moment by calling for Connor, who was kneeling in front of Wes in seconds. "Out of the boxers."

Connor stood, and pulled them off immediately, revealing to the room his tight bubble butt, and erect penis.

Wesley pulled his cock out of his jeans, smirking at Connor. "On your knees, and suck."

Connor fell to his knees and engulfed his Master's cock. Wes grabbed Connor's head, restricting the movements of the younger man.

Xander called for Spike, smiling as Spike walked in and knelt in front of him. "Spike, we're gonna be staying here by ourselves from now on. It'll all be ours."

Spike's smile was evident. "Ours?"

Xander nodded, sharing Spike's smile. "Why don't you show Lindsey how thankful you are?"

Lindsey's eyes widened, not expecting this.

Spike nodded, the order not even phasing him. Turning to Lindsey, Spike asked: "How would you like me, Sir?"

Lindsey turned to Xander. "Mind if I fuck him?"

Xander shrugged. "Sure, if you don't mind me having a go at Angel."

Lindsey nodded at Xander, and gave his attention back to Spike. "Lie on your back, open yourself up."

Spike did as he was told, his fingers spreading his cheeks apart. Lindsey made his way on top of Spike, positioning his cock at Spike's entrance, knowing all slaves in the house were always lubed.

Spike gasped as Lindsey began to push inside him, Lindsey's cock being that much thicker than Xander's.

Wes grabbed Connor by the hair and pulled him off his cock, knowing Connor liked the little pain that came with that action. "Be a good boy and show Lindsey how grateful you are for letting us visit."

Connor frowned, insecure about letting anyone know about his sexual prowess. "Master?"

Wesley cupped Connor's chin. "Now, or you can tell Angel about our sex life in graphic detail."

Shocked by the idea of having to do that, Connor leapt up and made his way to Lindsey, who was thrusting into Spike, moaning with each blissful thrust. Connor knelt beside Lindsey. "What would you like me to do, Sir?"

Lindsey grunted his response. "Fucking.rim me."

Connor nodded, taking his place behind Lindsey. Cautiously at first, Connor stuck his tongue out and traced along Lindsey's hole, inhaling the musky, definite masculine scent. He heard Lindsey order "More, now.", so he went to work, his tongue delving into Lindsey's body. Connor glanced at Wes, who mouthed "Good boy".

Satisfied that Connor was comfortable with his actions, Wesley decided to join in on the action. Carefully sitting on Spike's chest, Wes fed the blond vampire his cock, ramming it in and back out, fucking Spike's mouth with a brutal abandon he'd never dream of using with Connor.

Spike was in heaven, and no-one was even touching his cock. Wesley's cock was fucking his mouth, making his jaw hurt, and Lindsey was fucking him so hard he was sure he was tearing. Trying his best, Spike sweeped his tongue over Wesley's cock head, and squeezed his muscles against Lindsey, pleased when he heard both men groan. He was rewarded with both men cumming inside him, Wesley's cum dribbling down his chin, and Lindsey's trickling down his legs.

Sated, Lindsey pulled out, and immediately sat on Connor's face, immensely enjoying being eaten out. "Good boy, Connor, keep going."

Wesley slapped Spike as he began to jerk off. "Ask Xander if you can."

Spike nodded, and made his way to the kitchen, where he found Angel lying on the table, legs spread, and Xander ruthlessly thrusting into him. "Master, I've thanked Lindsey. Wes too."

Xander nodded, gesturing to Angel. "Angel will bring you off."

Without hesitation, Angel reached out and found Spike's cock, and began masturbating his Childe. "Sir! Please!" It was killing Angel that he couldn't grab his own cock.

Xander continued thrusting, knowing he was getting close. "Spike, cum."

The order sent Spike over the edge, cumming over Angel's hand. Lindsey walked into the room, naked, just in time to see.

Xander yelled his release, flooding Angel's bowels with his seed. Slapping Angel's ass, Xander smiled. "Still as good as I remember."

"Angel, kneel." Lindsey commanded, grinning as Angel leapt off the table, and crawled to him, obviously ignoring the cum trickling down his legs. Angel knelt in front of Lindsey, smiling goofily. "I'm gonna have to put the wedding back a month or so, ok? We can have it in Cleveland, and have more time to prepare, right?"

Angel nodded. "I thought as much."

Lindsey smiled. "Be a good boy and suck me."

~~~~

Two days later, Connor and Wes had gone home, Angel was packing and being punished for coming without permission. His punishment was one he had never experienced before. He had to live 24 hours like a dog slave. He drank his blood from a bowl in the kitchen, humped the leg of every man he saw, which Spike loved, and whenever he was with Lindsey, he was kept on a leash.

Spike tried to walk into a room with Angel in it as much as he could, laughing hard as Angel humped his leg, so when Spike saw Angel packing he immediately walked in, and cleared his throat.

Angel turned, saw Spike and rolled his eyes. Deciding to get it done, Angel grabbed Spike's hips and began to hump Spike's leg, his painfully erect cock brushing up and down Spike's naked leg. Spike's body shook as he laughed. "Shit, that's a good doggy."

Angel ignored Spike, and after the allotted minute of humping, went back to packing.

"Sire?" Spike walked further into the room, and sat on the bed.

Angel raised an eyebrow, expecting Spike to leave after having his fun. "Yeah?"

Spike shifted nervously, his gaze darting around the room. "You.you love him, right?"

"Yeah, I do. You all know that."

Spike nodded. "Yeah, but how do you know?"

Angel sighed and sat next to his Childe, realising what the conversation was about. "I want to be with him for the rest of my life. Or the rest of his life, I guess. The Master and slave part of our relationship is just how we're.comfortable, I guess. Not with each other, but comfortable with ourselves. I'd love Lindsey if we were equals, or if he were the slave."

Spike nodded again, emotions flooding him. Overcome, Spike wrapped his arms around Angel, feeling the inexplicable need for a hug from his Sire. "I love him."

"I know you do."

~~~~

The next day was the day of the move. Like the last time they had moved, Angel hadn't seen the house, whereas Lindsey had. Lindsey was having the half of the contents of the dungeon room shipped to Cleveland with them, leaving the other half to Xander and Spike.

Xander stood at the door of the house, Spike kneeling beside him. "Gonna miss you guys."

Lindsey and Wes wrapped Xander into a group hug. "We're always there, right? Email, phone, or you can visit anytime."

Glancing at Lindsey, Angel was silently given permission to say goodbye to Spike. "Take care, Spike."

Spike grinned his trademark grin. "You too, Sire."

"Tell him."

"But.what if he doesn't."

Angel shook his head. "Doesn't matter. You're the slave, right? You've got to tell him."

"Thanks, Sire."

Lindsey tapped Angel on the shoulder, a signal to follow him into the van they were driving to Cleveland in.

Angel glanced back at Spike, giving him a small grin. Spike knew what it meant. I love you.

*****