Spike's POV

~Mmm. Nothin' better than dreamin' of the Caped Crusader runnin' 'is tongue over me tackle. Slowly suckin' on me knackers, rollin' 'em around in 'is mouth. Strong hands pushin' the insides o' my thighs apart. Lips travelin' lower, tracin' them down, rough tongue pressin' into me ho-ooh, bloody hell, this isn't a dream.~

~I snap open me eyes, an' stare down at 'im. He's lyin' there, head between me thighs, grinnin' up at me.~

"Sorry. did I wake you?"

"You bloody well *know* ya did. Impatience get the better of ya, Peaches?"

~Don't waste your time smirkin' at me, I got better uses you can put that mouth to.~

"Well, I got bored. You were sleeping. I had to find *something* to entertain myself."

~A long drag of that talented tongue over the length of me shaft.~

"Then by all means, carry on entertainin' yerself. Don't go 'round accusin' me o' interruptin' a bloke on a mission."

~I smile down at 'im, an' run me fingers through 'is hair. Ooh, he likes that, leans into my touch like a cat. Woulda bet he'd be more sensitive about 'is new coif.~

"Remember this?"

~He opens 'is mouth an' takes me in whole, an' fuck me if I don't remember all the reasons the moon an' stars shone for Angelus. Never in this life, or the last, have I *ever* had anyone that compared to him. That sweet mouth o' his closin' around me, an' puttin' jes' the right amount of pressure on all the right bits - like he knows. An' he does. Knows all the perfect spots to touch, make me forget me name, he does. Almost like I was made for him. Oh yeah. I was. But I can't think too much on that at the moment, all I can think on is how effin' phenomenal this feels. Nothin' like this. Nothin' at all like this. Sweet mouth. Sinfully fuckin' sweet mouth full o' me cock, slidin' up an' down, an' bloody hell this is too much.~

"I remember. I remember. Fuck me Angel, I remember."

~Yeah, I'm babblin'. what of it?~

"You know, Will. I'm sensing you're not really into this. You want me to stop?"

~Are you stoned? Lookin' down at 'im, I see 'im givin' me that Cheshire cat grin. Very funny, wanker.~

"Yes, Angel. I want you to stop talkin'. Shut yer gob, an' get back to work."

~There, now. where was I? Aah, yeah - Angel's mouth.~

"Will?"

"Now what?"

"I can't give you an effective blowjob with my mouth shut."

"Oh. That. Does. It."

~Yeah, now I'm gonna flip on top o' you, an' yer gonna be a good boy, an' suck away this lil' problem you've created. Teach ya to tease me.~

"Yanno - it dawns on me that ya wanted me in this position the whole time."

~Sittin' on yer chest, yer hands creepin' slowly up my hips, starin' up at me an' lickin' yer lips. yeah, you planned this. I'm not complainin'. I'm jes' sayin.~

"You caught me, Will."

~Cor. The way yer lookin' at me is sendin' flashes straight to me groin. Lookin' at me like I'm the only thing in the world you wanna see right now. Fuck, don't let this be some mind screw. Not like this. Don't look at me like this unless you mean it.~

"What're ya doin' Angel."

~Oi. I didn't intend that to come out as breathy as it sounds.~

"Just thinking."

~God! Jes' usin' yer finger tips to glide over me back, starin' into my eyes like ya wanna tell me the secrets to the world. What the hell are ya doin' to my head? My body's got these little tremors shakin' it everytime yer fingers make those soft connections with my flesh. Bolts of electricity threadin' through me, makin' me tremble at yer touch. How the hell are ya doin' this?~

"About what?"

~An' I don't care that it came out as a moan. Cause it feels so bloody good, an' I don't want it to stop.~

"About how much I've missed seeing you this way. That look on your face."

~Don't do this, Angel. Don't do this to my head.~

"Angel."

~Pullin' me down. Yeah. Closer. This is what I need. Closer. Kiss you, an' feel you, an' I'm pressed against you. an' yer here, an' yer not turnin' me away, an' it's me you want. This is all yer fault. Your fault, cause yer kissin' me so soft, an' yer caressin' me even softer, an' yer arms are pullin' me in tighter, an' yer hands are movin' to me hips, an' shiftin' them so our cocks meet, an' bloody hell, there go the tremors again.~

"Will. fuck. let me taste you."

~How am I gonna do this? I can't have yer mouth on me right now. not now, when all I want's my mouth on you. Oh. Yeah. I can do this. Turn on me side, slide down you, an' pull your thickness between my lips, push mine against yours. Yeah. now this is how it oughta be. Your shaft movin' in short little thrusts into my mouth, an' mine into yours, an' yer archin against me, an' moanin' around me cock. Pull back your foreskin in hard little tugs, slip my tongue against the rim an' the tip, an' fuck, yer doin' the same, an' I take you down again, an' purr deep in me chest so ya feel it vibrate against yer length. Yer cock is twitchin' in me mouth, pulsatin' an' twitchin' an' I feel the tightness in me sac movin' up to flood yer mouth with me, an' fuck Angel. Fuck Angel. it's so good. come with me. Come with me. An' now I'm tastin' you, an' it's smooth an' slick an' makin' me spurt harder into yer wet mouth, an' my head's gonna cave in, cause this is so bloody fine.~

"Fuck Angel."

"Later. I have to find my knees first."

~An' I'm layin' back an' laughin' a bit, an' now he's flat against the bed an' laughin'. an' neither one of us can figure out why we're laughin'. but we are.~

"That good, eh?"

"It was mind blowing. Remind me why we stopped doing this again?"

"Eh. Vampire with a soul, cursey cursed to walk the earth. ring any bells? Oh. Shit. The curse!"

"Don't worry about it, Will."

~*I* shouldn't worry about it?~

"Not me I'm worried about, mate. Not so much, anyway."

~Not that I wouldn't like to see Grr-boy back in action again, but hey. I kinda like this new an' improved Angel. Reminds me of Angelus. back in the day, anyway.~

"Everything's alright. Powers made it permanent."

~Powers? As in 'The Powers That Be'? Who's Angel cavortin' with these days? For fucks sake, he's a. wait half a mo'.~

"Permanent? An' ya haven't shagged Slayer yet?"

"She's not who I wanna 'shag', Will."

~Well. Okay.~

"So. wanna shag, then?"

~Smilin' at me with that big toothy grin.~

"You're ready to go again?"

~Actually. I jes' wanna know if it's me ya wanna shag. but if you insist.~

"Are you?"

~Oh. Bloody hell. He's reached down an' he's strokin' himself, an' lookin' at me. No. I gotta get a proper view o' this. I'll sit up, an' move back on the bed. jes' watch him some. Now that's nice. Puttin' on a lil show for me. Go on, then. show me.~

"You always were a voyeur, you know that boy?"

~Fuck! Could get me nut jes' hearin' him say that. 'boy'. fuck fuck fuck. S'been a long time since I was his 'boy'. Somethin' about hearin' him say it now. ahh, I'm hard again. painfully so - pressed up against me stomach. But I'm gonna keep watchin'. Cause I like to. Cause he's effin' gorgeous, all muscles flexin', dark eyes glitterin'.~

"Worked out. what with you bein' an exhibitionist, an' all."

"I knew there was a damned good reason I picked you."

"Yeah, that an' I got the best arse ya ever saw."

"Ever hear me argue that point?"

"Come to think on it. no. Guess I got a swelled head for good cause, then."

"Your head's not the only thing that's swollen."

~Yeah. he's right. I'm throbbin' an leakin' all over. Maybe I'll jes' have me'self a nice wank, an' watch 'im some more.~

"Like somethin' yer seein', Angel?"

~Lickin' 'is lips, an' starin' at me tackle - I'm not the only voyeur in the family yanno.~

"Did you bring anything?"

~Anything? Oh. Lube. Shit.~

"No. left in a bit of a rush."

~His eyes are dark, an' he's lookin' at me like. like we look at prey. an' I reckon that makes *me* the main course.~

**
Angel's POV

~Pretty. He's such a fuckin' pretty mess. Short blonde strands stick up in little spikey points around his head, smoldering blue eyes sparkle with amusement and desire, long tapered fingers wrapped around his thick beautiful cock, smug grin cutting the sharp lines of his face. Looks like the same pretty little brat I saw in that alley a hundred and fifty years ago. The same, except the hair. He does this shit, though - changes his look all the time. No idea why. the boy is perfect. Flawless. He was my obsession. Still is. The second I'm around him, the scent of him shoots through me, add water, instant erection. Try fighting your estranged enraged Childe with a baby rhinoceros threatening to break free from your slacks. Not the simplest endeavor I've ever undertaken. I *know* he noticed, I thanked every God I could think of that he didn't make an issue out of it. Possibly because he was carrying around his own zoo-land creature hell bent on a jail break, too.~

~Enough of this crap. I grab his legs, push them up to his chest, bend him in half and bury my tongue into that perfect round ass of his.~

"Arngelaaah"

~Call me whatever you want, boy. Cause right now, when I'm pressing my tongue into you, making small circles, and pulling it out, just to tease you. and the way your body responds with those jagged pumps, your hands in my hair, trying to pull me further in. well, it's the only thing on my mind right now.~

~ Ahh, those sounds you're making, moaning my name like some ancient litany. It's incredible. I need more of you. Just more. Rise up, look at your face, flushed and flooded with need. You need this as much as I do, don't you? Reach my hand up, stroke your cheek.your eyes open, looking at me. making me weak. I need more of you, boy. Slip my fingers between those wicked wet lips of yours. Yeah. you know what I'm asking. Mmm. fangs slicing into me, feels so. good. Take my hand back, press it into your entrance. Slide inside. Fuck. Feel you arch into my fingers, stroke against your walls. find that place, rub against it, again. and again. and yeah, Will. keep begging for more. Dip my head, run my face along your sac, slide my tongue against them, pull them into my mouth as my fingers keep rubbing that place inside of you. That place that makes you breathe and pant at useless breath. that makes you moan out my name in swells of oblivion. This is what I need. I need to hear you. Keep moaning as I slip another finger in, and move my mouth to your pulsating cock, weeping against my tongue, and I press in further, and your back arches off the bed and you're still chanting my name. and fuck, I need to be inside you. I need to see your face. ~

"Angel. please. Angel.. Please."

~Move my body over yours.~

"I'm right here, Will."

"Please."

~Oh God. your eyes. begging me.~

"I've got you. I'm right here."

~That's it, hook your hands behind your knees, spread yourself open for me. Put my fingers in your mouth. ahh, open me again. Grip my shaft, coat it. push up against you. Enter you. slowly. fill you. So tight. So tight around me. Slip in deeper. deeper. all. the. way. in. So tight. Can't move. Just stare in your eyes. Can't move. Your lips part. can't help this. need this. Press my chest against yours, take your lips in my mouth. part them. moan against them. Hands curling behind your neck, pulling you in closer. Closer. Can't get enough of you. Need you. Need you so much, Will. Hips moving back, and rolling in to meet together, and you're whimpering against me, and my head is swimming. Pressing. and pulling. and panting. and moaning. and fuck. it doesn't get better than this. Sweating and kissing, caressing. legs over my shoulders now. and your hands grabbing at my back. sweet elegant fingers gripping me, riding the rise and fall of my hips. taking me in. spreading around me. opening up for me. and I need you, Will. Sinking into you, over and over again. ~

~Your face. your expression. contorted with pleasure. head pressed back against the pillow. your mouth opening and closing around words that never make it out. Just strangled moans and whimpers flowing from between your lips. and I understand every word that didn't find it's way to your tongue, because I've found your tongue. and now I'm caressing it with mine. and fuck, this is so perfect. Nothing can match this. Match this heat, this intensity that's always burned between us.~

~Feeling you shaking beneath me. accepting me. burning for me. Reach my hand between us, grip your length, tight. the way you like it. Hold it steady as I ride against you, and your cock travels up with each thrust of your hips. grip it tight for you to penetrate. make you quiver. make you shake. feel myself balancing on the edge, my thumb sweeping down to caress your sac. need you to release with me. need this. Oh God. I need this. Need your cock pulsing in my fist. need mine buried in you. need to bathe you in me. feel you complete yourself in sharp bursts against my stomach. I'm ready boy. look into your eyes. have to see your face. watch you watch me. and oh fuck.I am. spilling myself into you as you splash against me. moaning your name, and you're moaning mine. pulses and flashes and your face. Oh God, Will. your face. pumping myself deep now. filling you. filling you with everything I am, flooding your walls. wetness spraying against me, my own in you. I'm drowning in you, boy. ~

~Settling to slow lazy thrusts into your aching hole, lips softly brushing together, foreheads pressed against eachother, gentle words passing between us, softening inside of you. Sighing, I withdraw from you, place my head against your chest, let my fingers slip between yours, feel your lips press small kisses into my hair, your other hand cupping my face. It was always this good, wasn't it? How did I survive without this?~

"I love you, Will."

"I love you, too. But you're still a big poofter."

~I grin at him.~

"And *what* exactly does that make you?"

"The greatest shag you've ever had."

"Once again, not arguing."

"C'mere."

~I move up to hover my lips over his.~

"Okay. I'm here. What now."

"Kiss me, wanker."

"That's not a very polite way of asking for a kiss, Will."

"I'm an immoral immortal. so sue me."

"Think I can find a good attorney to plead my case?"

"I thought you an' solicitors didn't mix well."

"Oh. we have our moments."

~I smile down at him. mental note: remember to tell him about Lindsey's hand. He'll like that~

"Say it again."

"Say what again?"

~I know what he wants me to say. that I love him. that I never stopped. but, hey. this is fun. so? I guess I'm an immoral immortal, too.~

"That ya love me, ya git."

"I love you, ya git."

"In Spanish."

"Te Amo."

"In German."

"Ich liebe dich."

~He loves this. I know it. Loves languages. All the romance languages. Used to love me teaching him. gobbled up every bit of information I could give him.~

"In French."

"� volont�. L'amour existe encore. mon tresor."

"Italian."

"Trovommi Amor del tutto disarmato."

"Now kiss me."

"Un bacio?"

"Ja."

"That's German."

"An' yer multi lingual - cross reference, tosser."

~My lips gently brush against yours, and open instantly to receive your tongue, feeling it sweep across my palate and caress together with mine. This is all it needs to be. This is all I need.~

"C'mon"

~He whispers against my mouth.~

"C'mon where?"

"The pier, we'll take a walk. I'll buy ya a drink."

"You're buying?"

"Oh. sod off, wanker. Jes' get dressed."

"Shower first?"

"Now yer talkin'."

~Mmm. wet Spike. This could get interesting. And slippery. Slippery and interesting. I'm game.~

*****
Part 4:

Spike's POV

"Comin' or not, Ducks?"

~I call out to 'im through the steam fillin' up the washroom. Hot water's runnin' over me hair, I close my eyes an' face into the stream. This is nice. Nice an' relaxin'.~

"Sorry. I was just calling Cordy. checking up."

~Feelin' 'im slide in behind me. Wrap 'is arms around me waist, an' now he's tuggin' me outta the way o' the warm water.~

"Hey. I was here first, ya gormless tit. Wait yer turn."

~Singin' in the rain. That was a great effin' movie. Clockwork Purple. cause I don't fancy orange.~

"You've had the water to yourself the whole time. Move over."

~Oh quite whinin'~

"You were the one arse-fartin' about on the phone with the cheerleader, now ya gotta wait."

"Move."

"An' why should I?"

"Soap."

"Cave Vamp say Ugh."

"Turn around."

"Ooh. liquid soap. kinky."

~Givin' me that lopsided grin.~

"So.?"

"What's up, Angel? Ya wanna soap me down, that what?"

"You mind?"

"'Course not."

~Step out from under the spray. let 'im smear that soapy, sudsy, sticky. hey now. soapin' up the nice bits. go on, then.~

"You like?"

"I do."

"Reminds me of this time. We were fighting this Monthrarsk demon. I came home in this orange goop. Looked a lot like this. same color, texture. same. didn't smell a lot like peaches, though. More like a rotting carcass."

~Like that. keep movin' there. Runnin' yer hands down me legs, an' back up. more soap?~

"Eh. Not that I have anythin' against the smell o' peaches."

~Raised eyebrow, an' a smug smile.~

".But, ya think ya got enough soap on me, yet?"

~I'm covered in the bleedin' mess. all orange. an'. oh yeah. so *that's* what this is for. Fingers slippin' against me hole. Yeah. orange is a bloody good color. love orange. can't. say. how. much.~

"You look like you're having fun, Will."

"Yeah. orange is bloody brilliant. You should try it sometime."

~Hmm? Nervous laugh? I touch on somethin' I don't know about.~

"Somethin' ya wanna tell me about orange, mate?"

"Huh? No. nothing."

~Turn around now, an' look at 'im. Somethin's up with Batman.~

"What?"

"Nothing. It just looked like you were really enjoying this, that's all."

"'Course I'm enjoyin' it. don't you?"

"Yeah. It's great. I love feeling you this way."

"That's not what I meant, an' ya know it."

"Come on, Will. just drop it."

"You've never done this, have you?"

"Uh."

~I know my mouth jes' dropped open. I know cause he put 'is finger under me chin, an' pushed it shut. I can't effin' believe this. Fifty years of havin' this mans cock leave me arse on case by case emergency basis only, an' he's never had one up his.~

"What? It's so inconceivable that there's something I haven't done?"

"No. I'm sure there's lots o' things ya haven't done. *this* was never one I'd 'ave imagined ya hadn't."

"Think about it, Will. My Sire was a woman. The only other males I was around for any extended period were you, Penn and. the Master."

~Yack. we both shiver at that thought.~

"Yeah. but."

"But what? It would've been against the lore for either you or Penn. and there was no way in hell I'd do it with. blech. The Master."

~Bloody hell. Wonder if he'd like to. yanno. Not like we're livin' by the lore these days. we've both pretty well pissed that idea outta our systems. Strange. not like I usually have trouble speakin' me mind. but. c'mon. this *is* Angelus, after all. Ya jes' don't go round askin' yer Sire if you can bend 'im over. especially if yer Sire is the Scourge of Europe. Not that he still is. Jes'. Fuck it.~

"You want to?"

"I. think."

~Now I'm regardin' 'im. pullin' 'is lower lip between 'is teeth. Sort of hesitant expression. This is gonna be odd.~

"I could show you, yanno. I mean. if ya want me to. I could make it so you want it."

~He's lookin' at me, like he's been thinkin' on this awhile. like he already wants it. like he's been wantin' it for a long time. like why he has to look at me face when he's inside me. wants to see what it feels like. on the other end.~

"Yeah."

~Oh bugger. that sounded like a moan.~

"We'll take this slow, then."

~An' I move up to 'im, press against 'im, pull his lips to mine, kiss 'im softly, let 'im know I want this too. Gonna take me time, make it last for 'im. make sure he's ready. the way he did me. the first time.~

"I'm jes' gonna move around behind you. Nothin's gonna happen in here. so just relax. an' enjoy this, okay?"

"Yeah."

~Stand behind 'im. move me arms around 'is waist. right hand settlin' on his cock. stroke 'im a bit. Put me head on his shoulder, let the water hit 'im, let it bead down over 'im. let 'im relax against me. let 'im drink this in.~

"Like it so far?"

~Small laugh. this is good. Run me other hand over 'is chest, let my finger brush softly against 'is nipple. kiss 'is shoulder some. that's it. lean back more. let go. unwind for me.~

"Feels good."

"Right then. it's only me. Jes' keep feelin it, alright?"

"Okay."

~Mmm. yeah, 'is head fallin' back to rest on me shoulder. keep strokin' 'im. keep caressin' 'is chest. kiss an' lick at 'is neck some. move my tongue against 'is ear.Soft moans. Yeah, he likes this.~

"You alright?"

"Just fine, Will."

"I'm gonna move you now. but you remember. we're not doin' anythin' in here. we're gonna do this proper when we do. so right now, all ya hafta do is feel this, okay?"

"Okay."

~Cor. that was a moan. I know a moan when I hear one. Alright. turn 'im slowly towards the wall, take 'is hands, put 'em against the tile. grab the soap. spread it over 'is back. massage away some o' this worry in 'is muscles move me hands lower. restin' on 'is backside. crouch down behind 'im. spread 'im open a bit.~

"It's alright, Angel. it's only me."

"Alright."

~Move me tongue softly against 'is hole. Oh he's breathin' now. from that thump, I'd wager he's let his head fall against the tile. Hold on, pet. it gets even better than this.~

"Will."

~He's whisperin' me name. I can hear it over the spray of water, little beads rollin' down 'is hips, over the curve of his back, drippin' in streams over 'is arse, an' down 'is legs. Press my lips against 'im, my tongue gently glidin' over 'is entrance, little circles an' drags, 'is legs movin' further apart. yeah, pet - told ya it gets better. tongue flat against 'im now, an' dippin' inside a bit. an' feelin' 'im archin' towards me. Push 'im open a bit more, gently pressin' in an' pullin' out. 'im whimperin'. an' grabbin' helplessly at the wall.~

"Oh God. Will. Oh God."

~Take a peek around 'im, get me a good view o' 'is face. eyes screwed shut, lips tremblin' an whisperin' me name. put my finger against 'im, just tap it a bit, feel 'im soften for me. jes' rub in slow soft circles, rise up, an' face 'im.~

"Will."

~Kiss you gently. yeah. like this. Run one hand down yer back, as my other plays around yer tightness in little soothing lines an' sweeps. Pull back, an' see yer eyes, heavy lidded an' pleadin'. an' Cor! Is this what I look like? Cause bugger all if it isn't the most erotic thing I've ever seen.~

"You need to touch yourself?"

~Jes' a moan. Reckon ya can't say much right at the moment.~

"Need a release, Angel?"

~Another moan, an' I'm pullin' 'is hand away from the wall, an' wrappin' it around 'is cock. an' Oh Fuck, 'is eyes are sayin' thank you. Watch 'im as 'is hand starts movin' up an' down 'is shaft. Grab the bottle of soap, squeeze some on me fingers.~

"It's only me. jes' relax, nothin' happenin'."

"It's only you."

~Whisperin'. eyes nearly shut.~

"Want me to keep touchin' you there, pet?"

"Yeah."

~Head droppin' to me shoulder, feelin' yer cock brushin' against mine with each stroke of your hand, I reach around, smear the slickness against you. keep massagin' with my finger tips.~

"Touch. You."

"Ya wanna touch me, luv?"

~A quiet groan. likin' this, aren't you Angel? Pullin' yer other hand off the tile, movin' it to me stiffness. leakin' over yer fist as the water splashes an' washes it away.~

"Feels. so..good.inside. please."

~Sod all. this is the best night of me entire existence. gonna get me nut feelin' Angel. ~

"Want me to go inside?"

"Oh God. ahyeah."

~Push in slowly, keep massagin' around yer entrance with me thumb. keep you relaxed. Fuck you're tight. fuck. fuck. keep strokin' me, pet. this is too bloody good. fuck. you're so tight. Oh God. Ya better come soon, cause I can't hold out under this. this is too hot. too fuckin' tight for me to hold me nut. God Angel. come, cause I'm gonna.~

"Willlll. kiss me. please.please."

"Turn yer head, pet. Can't reach you. Gotta have yer lips. jes' turn yer head so I can reach you."

~Head turns, an' I'm suckin' on yer lips, an' feelin' yours suckin' on mine, yer tongue pushin' in, yer body shakin'. Push my finger in further, find yer spot. there it is. rub against it. keep rubbin'. an' I'm gonna come Angel. Fuck. please come. I can't hold out. Oh God.Oh Fuck. Feel you. I feel you. bubblin' up an' spurtin' over me stomach with a sob against me lips, yer hand grippin' me length an' me, jettin' out in strands against yours. an' fuck this is so good. yeah, pet. come for me. cause I'm comin' for you. My whole effin' mind's bendin' in, an' all I can feel are yer lips against mine, yer hand on me cock, an' that sweet fuckin' tightness inside you. Oh God!~

~Slowin' down now. comin' back to earth. Kiss growin' softer, pull my hands to your waist, an' fuck. how do I say thank you for this?~

"Ya alright, luv?"

~A small laugh.~

"I can't feel my legs."

~Pull back an' smile at him.~

"Welcome to the club, mate."

~We're laughin' a bit, an' lookin' into eachothers' eyes. Don't know where this is goin', but I'm likin' it so far.~

"I think we used up all the soap."

"Looks like it."

"We'll buy more."

"Bet yer sweet arse we will."

~Lookin' at me, an' smilin'. he swallows, an' opens 'is mouth a few times. nothin's comin' out.~

"Somethin' on yer mind?"

"Thanks.for this."

~Thankin' me? Yer a retarded ol' twit, yanno that?~

"My pleasure."

~Pullin' me in close, the water washin' over us. room smells like sex, peaches, peaches an' rain.~

"Angel."

"Hmm."

"Thank you."

~Liftin' me head up to face 'im.~

"Love you, boy."

"I know."

"Go get dressed. I think we need drinks."

"Right."

*****
Part 5:

Angel's POV

"I'm serious! Shaggy was a bug eater"

~Serves him right.~

"I really can't stand him, you know."

~I can't.~

"Drac?"

"Xander."

"He can be a bit of a knob, but he's not so bad."

~Please. He's a complete ass.~

"How do you put up with him?"

"We trade insults. share a pint. bitch about birds. You know. bloke stuff."

"Insults?"

~Color me surprised.~

"Yeah - he calls me Fangless, Deadboy Jr., Bloodbreath. I call 'im Monster Magnet, Saggy Bottom Boy, Pillow Biter - still hasn't figured that last one out."

"He calls you what?"

"I jes' said. Fangless,"

"Disrespectful, obnoxious little shit."

"Angel. C'mon, he's only a kid."

"He doesn't have a clue, he's got no idea who you are, does he?"

"*Was.*, who I *was*. Not who I am, anymore."

"Bullshit. You're William the Bloody, you know it, and *I* know it. And he'd do well to remember that."

"Angel, where is all this comin' from. Xander an I are mates - s'not like if I had the chip out tomorrow I'd go after 'im. any of 'em, if ya must know."

"He's a rude, insolent, brazen lackey. and you're taking his shit, and I'll be honest. it's pissing me off. and. and. he's fat!"

~Are you laughing at me, boy?~

"He's not fat!"

~Don't smile at me like this is entertaining you. because I'm not a clown for your amusement, okay?~

"Yes he is."

"You obviously haven't seen 'im lately. Workin' construction doin' 'im well, built like you now."

~I *know* you're not comparing that little twit to me.~

"I don't care what he's doing, he's playing with fire. He should know better."

"Don't reckon I want 'im to know better."

"Whatever."

"You're jealous."

~Am not.~

"No I'm not. And plus, he's all you've talked about since we left the Hotel."

"We've only gone a block, an' yes you are."

~I hope this ends before we get to the pier. I could really use a drink right now.~

"Seems farther. and I just said I wasn't."

"A little?"

"Maybe."

~He's pulling me into an alley now. Pushing me against the wall, pressing his - oh fuck, he's hard - body to mine.~

"Nothin' to fret over, pet. S'been exactly one bloke that does this to me."

~Pulls my hand to his crotch. Oh fuck. So hard.~

"Will."

"We both know what we are, Angel. Both know what we have. Nothin's ever gonna change that."

"Thinking it was a bad idea for us to leave the room."

~He lets out an amused laugh.~

"C'mon then, we can do this. Have a drink, enjoy the night. recharge. for later."

~Yeah. later. Oh shit. Later. Oh fuck.~

"Relax, luv. we'll take the night as it comes. Whatever happens, happens. Alright?"

"Alright."

~Heading back towards the pier now. Okay, I'm nervous. A little. Not that I don't want this, because I do. I really do. I really really do. It just seems like it should feel wrong. It doesn't. I don't know why. Maybe because both of us have rejected the lore. Maybe because he's a Master in his own right, now. Maybe with him chipped, and me souled, we're as equal as we've ever been. Maybe because we're of the same order, and there's no way in hell I'd go out of the bloodline for this. Maybe because he was made for me, by me. for me.~

"Stop broodin'. nothin's set in stone. There's a pub, we can sit outside so I can smoke.~

~How does he know I was thinking about that?~

"Okay, here's good."

~It's kind of quiet in here, a few couples sitting at tables, a few young people milling about, some folk singer with a guitar on a makeshift stage. nice. We'll get our drinks and sit outside.~

"What can I get you fellas?"

~Cheerful old man, standing behind the bar, his sleeves rolled up.~

"Jose, bottle. two glasses."

"Tequila?! Wild man! Comin' up!"

~He skitters away to get the bottle and glasses.~

"Will? Tequila?"

"It'll loosen ya up, some."

"I'm loose."

"Yeah, about as loose as a frogs arse."

~What the fuck? I'm loose. I'm laid back. I'm lying to myself. This is fun. Old man's back.~

"Here ya go, sonny."

"Ta, mate."

~Follow Will outside, sit down across the table from him, watch him pour our drinks. The picture of confidence. Confidence and sex. He's like sex on a stick. Walking sex. Everyone that looks at him notices, I see it in their eyes. I may have the big dark mysterious thing working for me -which I'll admit has worked a time or two, but Will is all-out, hardcore fuck action. You can see it in his walk, the way he keeps his shoulders square, stands up straight and proud. looks you in the eye, quirks his lip into a wry grin. He's a predator, my boy. Moves like a jungle cat, all lithe and agile, and yes, just as deadly. which brings me back to that little shit - who the fuck does he think he is? He's got an over-inflated ego, and a dangerous false sense of security. He thinks Buffy will always be there to pull him out of trouble. He's wrong. He's dancing with the devil. Doesn't have any idea what he's tempting. Pisses me off to think Will.MY Will is taking shit off of that punk. And maybe I am jealous. because he accepted him. He never accepted me. Okay, so I killed Jenny Calendar. and Willow's fish. and yeah, so I offered him up to Will. so what? Will's tried to off him more than once. I'm such a bad guy? I'm not, once you get to know me, you know.~

"Angel?"

"Yeah?"

"Toast."

~I raise my glass.~

"To old friends."

~I smile at him. To us, then.~

"To old friends."

~Sweet Mother of God That Burns!~

"Good stuff, huh?"

"Yeah, if you like drinking fire."

"It only burns the first time, pet."

~Oh. I caught that. I'm just gonna take another sip. because. he's right. I'm not even close to loose.~

"It's nice out here."

~Look out over the water, the stars shining, warm breeze flowing in.~

"Remember Sicily. the stars over the ocean, the city lights shinin'. hard to tell where the city started an' the stars ended."

~I'll never forget.~

"Those were good times, Will."

"Yeah, they were. All of us together."

~God, I don't want this to end. I want him with me. I don't care about the past. We're meeting on common ground now. We're both in the same place. He pours another drink for us, I'm watching him light his cigarette. The flick of his lighter lighting up his flawless features. He lets out a long stream of smoke, and just looks at me. I'm gonna ask him. I want him with me. There's no reason we can't be together.~

"Come back with me."

"Angel."

"Will?"

~He leans in, puts his hand on top of mine.~

"I can't."

"Why not?"

"Because I have nothin' to offer you."

"I'm not asking for anything except your company."

"I know what you're askin', Angel. An' I want to be with you. More than anythin'. It gets bloody lonely on me own out there."

"So what's keeping you there? Just come home. come home again."

"I told ya, I got nothin' to bring to the table. If we're gonna do this, it's gonna be as equals. An' I'm a pretty far sight from yer equal right at the moment."

"I don't care about all that. I just."

"I know, pet. I do. But ya gotta understand. I'm in a place where I'm needed. Dawn needs lookin' after - Watcher's goin' back home. Xander an' Anya are getting' hitched, Red an' Blondie are too busy playin' witchypooh to be mindful of 'er, an' Slayer ain't what she was. She needs help. Needs someone she can count on."

~I just don't get this. They're mortals. There was a time they'd have been nothing more than a buffet for him. Now he's choosing them over me. I just don't understand this. Maybe I do, maybe I chose them over him, too. So is this payback?~

"So it's them over me, then?"

"It's not that way, an' you know it."

"No. I don't. What I *do* know is that I want you with me, and you've said no."

"I haven't said no, Angel. I said not yet."

"What is it they're giving you that I can't?"

"Look, I spent a hundred plus years lookin' after Dru, an' then she's gone, an' I'm stuck in Sunnydale, where I promptly get chipped. Now I can't take what I want, I can't defend me'self against mortals, I can't do anythin'. Then there's these kids, an' yeah, they're jes' kids. but they're loyal as blood, an' they're relyin' on me to cover their backs. An' I can. Yeah, I may be as privileged as a whore, but they need me."

"I need you."

"So, I'm jes' supposed to start over again, then? Come to LA, an' jes' go through it all over again? You got yer Watcher, yer Seer, yer Sidearm. An' they're all gonna be lookin' at me, outta the corners of their eyes, waitin' for me to fuck up. Challengin' me, an' accusin' me of leachin' off you."

"They're my problem. Let me deal with them."

"It's not jes' about you, yanno. Hey, here's a brilliant idea, how about if you leave LA, an' come move in with me?"

"I can't, Will. You know that, there are other factors involved..."

"Right, then. Now ya know where I'm comin' from."

~I hadn't realized how selfish that was. But I'm selfish when it comes to him. I always have been.~

"The offer stands."

"Angel."

"What?"

"Wipe that look of yer face, I didn't say we won't be seein' eachother. Cause I plan on seein' you. a lot, in fact."

~I just want to be with you.~

"What look on my face?"

"That one. ya got a face like a smacked arse. aren't ya listenin' to me?"

"Yes."

"Bugger this, let's finish up these drinks, an' head back to the room. I'll show ya how much I wanna be with you. An' what it's gonna be like when we finally do."

~That's all I want, Will.~

"I want that."

"I know ya do, pet. An' I want you so bloody much, it aches. But we gotta do this right, or we'll piss it all away. an' ya already know that, I don't hafta tell you."

"I know."

"Let me show you tonight. make you want it."

"Show me, then. make me want it."

"Bottoms up, love. Tonight you scream my name."

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Part 6:

Spike's POV

~See 'im fumblin' with the stereo. Maybe I jes' stand here a bit, watch 'im work 'is magic with the buttons he can't seem to coordinate. He's not the most progressive Vampire. But ya gotta give it to 'im, runnin' around for a hundred years with the weight of the world on 'is shoulders. Cor, he's got massive shoulders. Always fancied those. Shoulders. an' arms. arms like canons. Rememberin' when I was barely a pup, 'im takin' me out on a hunt. Other demons cowerin' from 'im. Didn't hafta lift a finger on 'em. Jes' give 'em a glance. Nobody fucked with Angelus. The biggest, meanest, bad-ass mother fucker ya ever met. The Angel of death, bringin' a gruesome end to anyone that crossed 'im. Bringin' me home after a nice feed. takin' me to 'is bed, wrappin' 'imself around me, tellin' me he loved me, he'd teach me, always protect me till I could stand on me own. Everyone would fear me then. An' how he'd stand by me side, proud on that day. The favored Childe of Angelus. I worshipped 'im. Still do, I reckon.~

"Radio givin' ya trouble, luv?"

~Looks up at me with a frustrated glance.~

"It's broken."

"It's not broken, ya got it on tape. Look, press this one. voila, sounds."

~He shrugs, an' stares at 'is hands.~

"What's in the bag?"

"Supplies. Reckon we'll be stayin' in the rest of the night."

~Nervous laugh. Bugger. I'm nervous, too. Not that I haven't gotten' me nut fantasizin' about it before. can't even count the number o' times I brought me'self off thinkin' about it. That was before I knew, though. In my fantasies it was always, heat, passion, electric. Him on all fours, openin' up for me. Wantin' it. Beggin' me for it. But. soddin' hell - there's this air of tension around us. Like maybe this wasn't meant to be.~

"So. how do you want to do this?"

"Not like this, pet. C'mon, we'll lie down. Take the night as it comes, right?"

"Alright."

~Lyin' down beside eachother, hesitantly drawin' our hands together, bringin' 'is fingers up to me mouth, softly kissin' an' lickin' at them.~

"We don't have to do this, Angel."

"What?"

"I could live out the rest of me existence never havin' done this. We can jes' do it the way we've always done, an' I'll be alright with that."

"I won't."

"Yer wound up like a clock, love."

"You said you'd show me. make me want it."

"I did. And I will. I jes' wanna make sure you're alright with this."

"I am."

"Do you have any idea how hard I am for you right now?"

~Ahh yeah. made 'im breathe. this is more like it.~

"Tell me what it's like, Will."

~Move in, press my body up against 'im. whisper in 'is ear.~

"It's so bloody good when yer in me. Sometimes I think my head'll cave in. Feel so full o' you. So stretched around you. Open for you. For you. usin' my body, claimin' me. ownin' me. look in yer eyes, see yer face. oh so hot, love. so bloody gorgeous. pumpin' into me, an' yer makin' me yours. makin' me feel the whole world can end, an' it won't matter. cause all I want is more o' you. all I want's to feel you in me, an' feel you hittin' that spot. makes me feel alive."

~Moanin' softly, pumpin' 'is hips. ahh fuck yeah. that's it, pet. Let me take you there.~

"Gonna feel me inside you, Angel. feel me take you to that place, where you can let it all go. feel me movin' into you, drivin' you over the edge. nothin' else matters there. nothin' but the feel o' me makin' you whole."

"Will. do this for me."

~Oh yeah. voice is so raw with need. That's what I wanna hear. Gonna show you how much I want this. Start unbuttonin' yer shirt. push yer hand away, as ya try to help.~

"No touchin' Angel. Not yet, anyway. All ya have to do is feel this. Jes' lie here, an' feel what you are to me."

~Pull the shirt away from yer chest, unhook yer slacks, an' slide 'em down yer legs. Like a bloody Greek God, yer lyin' in front of me, tightly muscled form flexin' in anticipation, thickness pressed against yer stomach, engorged an' tightened sac restin' between yer thighs. now this is a pretty picture, innit? Gonna remember this one. Can't take my eyes off you. Stand up, pull off me clothes. still watchin' you. still drinkin' you in. stroke me'self some, cause bugger all if I don't need this, too.~

"See what ya do to me, Angel. look at this."

~Still standin' before you, my hand wrapped around me cock, movin' up an' down. ya like seein' this Angel? Seein' the effect yer body has on mine?~

"Fuck, boy. Want you."

~Yeah, luv. Moan for me. Reach between yer thighs an' lift yer sac for me. that's it. show me all ya got.~

"You got me, pet."

~Keep strokin' yerself, rollin' yer sac around between yer fingers. Part yer thighs, yeah. that's it. show me what ya got there, too.~

"Come here, Will. Just give me a taste."

~Reach in the bag, grab the bottle. Move onto the bed now, straddle yer chest.~

"Whatcha wanna taste, Angel?"

"That beautiful thick cock of yours. Wasting it in your hand, when it could be in my mouth."

"Ya wanna taste this?"

"Yeah, Will. "

"Just a taste, then. nothin' more, got it?"

"Got it."

~Lean forward, run the tip of me cock over yer parted lips, yer tongue flickin' out to taste the wetness. oh bugger. oh bloody hell. gotta concentrate. pull away. Moan of disappointment. that's it, lover. you moan. jes' moan for me. Sit back on yer chest.~

"Mmm, more. Will. I want more."

"I'll give ya more, love. Ya jes' gotta wait for me, alright."

"Will."

~Sounds like a sob. oh lovin' this, yeah. dribble the oil over yer chest, move down lower so I can rub it in some. feel my fingers pressin' into yer muscles, jes' the index over yer nipple, softly pinch it, yer back archin' into the touch. yeah, love. fuck yeah. let me make you want this. slick hand, reachin' back, oil up that stiff cock o' yers. feel it twitch. hold it out straight, hover me'self over it. slide down, an' bloody fuckin' hell. oh yeah, Angel. yer in me. so deep. don't move. gotta concentrate. bugger don't move. please don't move. so fuckin' sweet inside. oh yer moanin'. do that, love. go on. moan. oh don't move. don't you dare move, or I'm done. just keep still.~

"Keep still, pet. Gotta keep still for me, alright?"

"I can't. God, I can't. I can't help this."

"Gotta, love. ya gotta. For me. keep still, right?"

~Strangled moan. yeah, love. I know. Feels so good like this. Feelin' you struggle to keep yer hips at rest. Concentrate. fuck. Alright. Move me hands into yer muscles again, pull one arm up, oil on the shoulder, an' down the biceps, an' bloody hell don't move!! Over the fingers, back up the wrist, forearm, elbow, Oh God. stop movin'. back to the shoulder. move to the other shoulder, press in, massagin'. an' yer grippin' the sheets. come on, love. be soft for me. jes' relax. make you want this. jes' relax. down the arm, an' to yer wrist, an' yer fingers an' again back up. an' now to yer chest, soft flicks against yer nipples as I move down further. Know I'm makin' you mad, pet. know it's drivin' ya round the bend. but gotta make ya want this. Lift me'self off. gotta pause a tic. feel so empty without you inside. Oh fuck. me insides are achin' for you. throbbin' for you. gotta concentrate. move lower. spread more slickness onto yer thigh, fingers movin' deep. fuck. yer cock is twitchin'. I know love. I know. Want ya in me, too. Can't. gotta make you want this. down to your calf, pushin' away at the strain in the muscles there. the arch of yer foot, an' yer moanin' loud now. an' I can do this. other foot now. back up the thigh.~

"Turn over, love."

"Will. fuck. please."

~Yeah, pet. beg me. Let me hear it.~

"Yeah, I'll fuck you, love. Ya jes' gotta turn over for me. come on, then."

~Move yer body around, press yer chest against the bed, lift up yer hips. oh God. I can't think. gotta settle down some. On yer knees, an' I'm on mine between them. an' pourin' more oil over yer back. One hand massagin' into yer muscles as the other reaches around to grip yer length. yeah. I can do this. I can think. Jes' don't back up an' look at this position. Angel's arse swayin' in front of me. can't look. Oh God I wanna look. wanna see that exposed, untouched hole o' yers. wanna see it. so much. fuck. concentrate. stroke you more. move both hands to the cleft of yer arse, now. part you, a bit. look down. oh. fuck.. Oh. fuck. God. Want you so much. fuck, pet. look at this. Oh fuck I'm throbbin'.concentrate. focus. press my lips to yer hole, jes' run my face over it some. lick now. lick soft. little circles. jes' like you do. push in. get you ready with my tongue. Oh I'm so fuckin' hard for you, Angel. so hard. Feel yer tightness givin' way to me. push in as far as I can. pull out. an' yer pantin' against the bed, an' moanin' out my name. I can hear you, Angel. I want this, too. So much. want this. Pull away. more oil down yer parted globes. tap softly against you. smear it around now. massagin' an' yer moanin' so loud now. Press me finger in. Find yer spot, quick. rub there. that's it. no more tension. jes' be soft for me, pet. jes' let go. I'll keep rubbin' here. that's it. feel you loosen some. pull out, an' press in two. an' fuck yer tight. oh fuck. want you. want my cock in there, pet. wanna feel that tightness. want this. gotta concentrate, cause yer movin' against me. right. right. go on, open up. move against me. thrust yer hips back. that's it. yer feelin' it now. open up, Angel. I'm comin' in.~

"Yer ready, pet. turn over. gotta see yer face."

~Ya turn round, an' oh fuck. yer face. so contorted in want. pleasure. need. I want you. so much.~

"Will."

~Whisperin' out my name. Could get me nut jes' hearin' it. position me'self against yer throbbin' hole. Gotta make sure you want it. Don't wanna fuck everythin' up.~

"You want this to happen?"

"Yeah, Will. yeah."

~Press forward. So tight. so bloody tight. Oh fuck. Oh God. Untouched. an' yer mine. an' it's mine to take. oh fuck. so tight. can't think now. yer lips tremblin'. an' our eyes locked together. slippin' in further. Ohhh God. Can't get better than this. Oh fuck it's so good. feels so good. I feel you, Angel. feel you from the inside. an' I can't talk now. but I wanna tell you everythin'. wanna give you everythin'. cause right now. I've never felt anythin' better than this. an' fuck I'll just keep pushin' in slowly. further in. alright?. everythin' good for you?. fuck I can't talk. tell me it's good, an' I'll keep goin'. bloody hell. fuck.~

"More. More. More."

~Yeah. I'll give you more. jes' keep sayin' it. sayin' it an' grippin' me arms. holdin' on tight. yeah, love. hold on. I'm almost home. there. fuck me. this is unreal. this is heaven. this is everythin'. oh fuck. Spread yer legs further. yeah. an' I'm makin' these sounds like I'm moanin' or cryin' or somethin'. but I can't stop. cause bloody hell. I jes' can't. I'm in. all the way in. we're both still. I don't think I can move. Jes' look in yer eyes, an' watch yer mouth tremble. bloody hell, Angel. I love you so fuckin' much.~

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