The Long Way Home

 

I swing the door open to be confronted by the last person I want to see.  Angel stands before me, head slightly bowed until Graham comes up next to me.  I see Angel’s nostrils flare as his eyes rake over Graham’s body.  I barely manage to hold in the laugh bubbling inside me at the look of rage that briefly crosses Angel’s face.

 

Vampire senses, you gotta love ‘em.  Spike spent the better part of an hour sprawled on top of Graham and then proceeded to shower him in come and Angel can smell it.  The message is loud and clear.  Someone wants Spike, even if Angel doesn’t.

 

Brown eyes turn to me expectantly.  When I offer no invitation, his hand comes up to test the barrier.

 

“Xander.”

 

There’s mild irritation in his voice and I’m almost tempted to have this conversation in the hall.  I saw the look on Spike’s face as he watched the tenderness between Graham and I and I hate that Angel withholds that from him.

 

“Fine, come in, Angel.”

 

Before the door is even shut Angel’s talking.

“Is Spike here?”

 

“Shower.”

 

And again I feel a little thrill at the anger and oh, yes, now jealously that Angel is quick to hide.  Just as I’m about to rail at him Spike wanders in from the bathroom, one towel around his hips, the other being used to dry his hair.  His whole body stills as he see Angel standing in the living room.

 

Spike, always so sure of himself, always so full of himself, seems to close in and wither just a bit.  His shoulders hunch, his head drops and his eyes look everywhere but at Angel. 

 

It’s an effort to keep my face neutral as Graham sidles up to Spike and puts a comforting hand on his shoulder.  The hand then slides up Spike’s neck to his cup his cheek.  Spike quickly checks his surprise and leans into the touch.

 

“We’ll give you some time.  We’re right in there if you need anything.”

 

And then Graham seals his lips to Spikes.  With a gentle swipe of his tongue and a tug of Spikes lower lip Graham pulls back from the kiss.

 

I have to turn my back to hide my smile as I hear Angel growl softly behind me.  Taking Grahams lead, I trail my fingers lightly across Spike’s neck where a dark bruise from earlier is forming before lowering my mouth to the spot and sucking hard before releasing him and following Graham into the bedroom.

 

After closing the door behind me I tackle Graham to the bed, smothering him in kisses.

 

“Thank you.”

 

“For?”

 

“Giving Spike an edge.”

 

“You’re welcome.  Now shhh, we can’t hear if we’re talking.”

 

He gives me an evil grin and we go to sit by the door.

 

“What the hell is going on here?”

 

I can practically hear the jealously in Angel’s voice and I can’t help thinking that he deserves it.

 

“What’s it look like.  What, you think because you don’t want me, no one does.”

 

“Spike, it’s not that I don’t want you—“

 

“Heard that song and dance, try another one.  You won’t touch me, barely come near me.  I’ve done everything but crawl into your bed naked and impale myself on you, and I get nothing from you, Angelus, nothing.”

 

There’s a long silence before Angel’s voice starts in a tone I’ve never heard.

 

“You frighten me, William.  So beautiful you are, even now with someone else’s scent and marks on your body, you’re still so exquisite.  What I feel for you runs deep and fierce. Don’t ever mistake my lack of attention for not wanting you.”

 

“Then why?”

 

“I want you too much.  I want to possess you, body, mind and soul, and that kind of wanting reminds me so much of our first years together.  I turned you ruthless with my need for you.  I brought harm to you and I’m afraid having you again will bring out those same feelings.  Soul or no, where you’re concerned, Will, I have no control.”

 

“Did you ever think that those years weren’t so bad for me?  Did you ever think I might want that again with you?”

 

“How can you even think that?  I raped you, tortured you, molded you into a killer.”

 

“But you loved me, Sire.  I knew it. I saw it in every deed done to me.  It was never rape when I begged and pleaded for you to take me.”

 

The softness of Spike’s voice startles me.  The love held within should be blatantly obvious to Angel. 

 

I hear movement and then Angel’s sharp gasp.

 

“Will, stop.”

 

“Make me.”

 

Another moan from Angel and its times like these I wish I had x-ray vision.  I hear Spike’s low growl of pleasure and I wonder briefly how long it’s going to be before I can enter my own living room again.

 

“Please, Angelus.”

 

“This is such a bad idea, William, but I can’t say no to you any longer.”

 

And then there’s silence.

 

Graham’s hand laces with mine and he nods toward the bed.

 

His body curls behind mine and he pulls the blanket over us.  I feel his lips on the back of my neck and his hand settles against my chest just above my heart.  A mid morning nap sounds like a damn good idea.

 

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

 

I feel a cool touch across my cheek and my eyes open to see Spike.  He’s smiling at me with something close to indulgent affection.

 

“Time?”

 

“Three.”

 

“Everything good?”

 

“Yes.”

 

The look on his face should have said it all.  Peace and happiness radiate from his eyes.

 

“Angel?”

 

“Asleep in the guest room.  Leaving with him later.  ‘S’okay if I leave the gifts for the girls with you?”

 

“Could you two at least pretend to whisper?”

 

Grahams head pokes up over my shoulder and I hear his indrawn breath.  His hand comes across my body to stroke the tiny twin puncture wounds in Spike’s throat.  At his touch Spike moans softly and his body shudders.  His eyes close and he leans into the touch as Graham exerts more pressure on the mark.  Grahams voice is soft and slightly wondering when he speaks.

 

“Are you alright?”

 

“Mmmm.”

 

Grahams fingers stroke harder and Spike reaches out to clutch my hand.

 

“It feels good?”

 

The whimper Spike gives as Grahams fingernail scrapes lightly back and forth is followed by a deep growl from the doorway.  Graham pulls his hand away quickly as all of our eyes look toward Angel.

 

“You will not touch what is mine again without my permission.”

 

The smile that lights Spikes face is blinding.

 

“Sire.”

 

Angels eyes darken as Spike moves toward him.  Spike runs his hand from Angels chest to his neck as his body molds itself to Angels from shoulder to knee.  I can’t hear the words Spike whispers to Angel but the effect is immediate.

 

Angels arms go around Spikes waist and their mouths meet as their hips grind.

 

“Wow.”

 

I hear Graham behind me.  Breathing uneven, heart racing.  He’s hard and leaking against my back.  I can’t stop the shift of my body to rub against him.  His sharp gasp draws Spike and Angel out of their embrace and both sets of eyes train on us.  Spike turns in Angels arms so he is facing us.

 

He walks Angel forward toward Graham’s side of the bed.  Spike pushes Angel down so he’s sitting on the edge of the bed facing Graham.  With one hand behind Angels neck and the other behind Grahams he brings their lips together.

 

Now it’s my turn to be aroused.  The sight of my boyfriend’s mouth being devoured as Angel takes control of the kiss is electrifying.  Grahams body arches into Angels as large pale fingers circle his nipples.

 

I sit up and turn my full attention to the pair.  I feel Spike slide into bed behind me and the coolness of his naked body shocks me.  I hadn’t realized he had even undressed.  He hooks his chin over my shoulder as his arm circles my waist.

 

“They look good, yeah?”

 

“Very.”

 

My head falls back onto his shoulder as his hand trails down my stomach to stroke between my thighs.  My eyes are heavy but I don’t want to close them.  I don’t want to miss a second of watching Graham shiver and thrash under the onslaught of Angels hands and lips.

 

My cock twitches and I moan as Angels lips open and he takes Graham all the way down in one move.  Grahams hands clutch the sheets and his hips rock himself into Angels mouth.

 

With a pop Angel releases him and he looks at Spike and I. 

 

“William, you like this one?”

 

“Yes.”

 

“More than Xander?”

 

I feel Spike stiffen behind me.

 

“It’s okay, Spike, I know Graham has a few experience points on me.”

 

“Yes.”

The softness and hesitancy of his voice shows his affection for me and his unwillingness to hurt my feelings.  The arm he has around my waist squeezes me and he places gentle kisses along my neck and shoulders to try and soothe my wounded pride.

 

I turn my head to catch his lips with mine.  Slow deep strokes of his tongue into my mouth make me whimper.

 

“Come here, Childe.”

 

Spike instantly obeys.  Angel turns Spike to face him so that his back is to Graham and he is straddling Graham’s groin.  With saliva slicked fingers, Angel reaches behind Spike and enters him quickly.

 

Spikes head goes back and he grinds down hard and fast against Angels hand.  He’s beginning to pant as Angel continues to add fingers and stretch him wide.  With his other hand he slicks Graham with the oil beside the bed and guides Grahams cock into Spike until Spikes ass is completely flush with Grahams hips.

 

Angel stands and begins to undress.

 

“Do not move until I give permission.”

 

Both Graham and Spike nod.  Their bodies are rigid and Spike is shaking with the effort to hold still.  Grahams hands are clamped on Spikes hips as he bites his bottom lip hard to comply with Angels command.

 

They are beautiful together and I can’t help but reach out and touch them both.  Graham turns his head to look at me and the heat burning there almost scorches me. I thread my fingers through his short hair and pull his mouth to mine.

 

His tongue fucks my mouth the way I know his body wants to fuck Spike and it excites me.  I tweak his nipples harshly before tearing my mouth from his and replacing my fingers with my mouth.

 

I bite and nip harshly across his chest, his incoherent moans spurring me on.  He whimpers in loss as I leave his body to treat Spike with same torture.  I can hear Spike softly chanting ‘please’ and I know instinctively it’s not my ears for which his pleas are meant.

 

“Xander, come here.”

 

I look up to see Angel kneeling at the end of the bed between Grahams spread legs.  Quickly I move to kneel in front of him.  He turns me so I’m facing Spike and then moves us up the bed so that Spike and I are almost pressed together.

 

My body shivers as I feel Angels slicks fingers trace my hole.  My head lolls forward onto Spikes shoulder as Angel first finger enters me.  More quickly than I’m used to the first is followed closely by a second and third.  I can hear myself moaning and whining as he stretches me and rubs sporadically against my prostrate.

 

“Good, yeah.?”

 

I can only nod at Spike’s whispered question.  My eyes open to meet Grahams.  There’s lust and love and the smallest amount of possessiveness as he watches us over Spikes shoulder.  Suddenly I’m ripped upright, my back plastered against Angels chest as he pushes into me in one long searing thrust.

 

“Ride him, Will.  Show him what over one hundred years of experience has taught you.”

 

And then Spikes body is moving and twisting and bouncing as he fucks himself on Graham. 

 

“Oh God.”

 

Grahams voice is hoarse and needy and the sound of it washes over me as Angel starts to thrust behind me.  Hard pounding strokes that rattle my teeth and Jesus it’s good, so fucking good.  I hear someone screaming and realize with shock it’s me.

 

Moving almost as quick as Spike can, Graham is on his knees and holding Spikes body in a mirror position to the one Angel and I are in.

 

Angels moves us closer and then Spike is pressed against me, his mouth moving on my neck, his cock rubbing against mine.  With one hand Angel reaches out and pulls Grahams mouth to his in a brutal kiss.  I crane my neck around and pull Angels mouth from Graham.  Taking Angels tongue into my mouth I suck hard before releasing him.

 

Spike leans over my shoulder and takes Angels lower lip in him mouth.  I see a brief flash of fang and then their mouths are fused together and the metallic scent of blood hits the air. 

 

Grahams face is a mask of pure need.  His eyes are hooded, his mouth is parted, harsh panting breaths spilling forth as moans and grunts of pleasure fill the room.  His hand comes around Spike and reaches for his cock.

 

At the first touch of Grahams hand, Spike rears back from Angel and presses his body back, more fully against Graham. Spikes arm go up and around Grahams neck and Spike pulls Grahams mouth to his neck.

 

I see the flash of Grahams pink tongue lave at the marks Angel has left.  Grahams eyes seek Angels and I feel the slight nod of Angels head as he grants permission for Graham to use those marks to bring Spike off.

 

Spikes body is convulsing wildly as Grahams sucks and licks at the punctures, panting hard and fast he pushes himself back against Graham, meeting every thrust with one of his own.

 

I bat Grahams hand away and fall to my hand and knees.  There’s no finesse as I take Spike into my mouth.  He’s hard and heavy and wet against my tongue.  Angel stills for a brief second before picking up the pace and all but pushing me into Spike with the force of his hips.

 

Spikes hands fist in my hair and his voice above me is broken and guttural.

 

“Fuck, Xander, gonna come.”

 

I pull him to the back of my throat and swallow around him twice and then he’s pulsing down my throat.

 

His body goes limp and I pull off and kneel once more with my back resting against Angels chest as he fucks me slow and deep.  Graham pulls my head forward and thrusts his tongue into my mouth seeking out the taste of Spike.  With a harsh nip to the tip, I pull my mouth from his.

 

“Fuck him hard, Gray.  Look how much he still wants your cock.  Look how good you made him feel.  Come for him, let him know how good it is to be inside him.”

 

My voice breaks as Angel fists my cock and my thoughts scatter.  My eyes lock with Grahams and I can’t stop the moans or gasps as I watch him piston in and out of Spike at almost warp speed.  His face starts to fall, his eyes roll up and his mouth opens on a silent scream before his body stills and with one last shudder he comes clutching Spike to his chest.

 

And now all I can think about is how much I want come.  How fucking amazing Angel feels inside of me.  I close my eyes and lean my head back against his shoulder and the waves of pleasure crash inside me.

 

Suddenly I’m on my back, Angel over me and Spike and Graham spooned beside us.  I arch up into Angels mouth and hands.  My legs slide around his hips and hold tight.

 

Faster, harder Angel drives into me and I buck wildly beneath him.  I can’t get enough and if I let myself think for just a second I realize that Angel was probably my first male crush.  The first man I ever wanted to touch me this way.  And now he is.  He’s hard and real and inside me.  A constant litany of ‘fuck me’ falls my lips. 

 

His hand on my cock is rough and quick and I’m not even sure I’d need the extra stimulation but it’s good and I feel the first hot waves of orgasm sliding through me.  Then Spike’s voice that’s nothing less than the most sensual purr I’ve ever heard washes over me.

 

“Make him come, Sire.  He’s so bloody perfect when he comes.”

 

The last word purred directly into my ear before Spikes teeth sink into my earlobe and I’m screaming my pleasure from the rafters.  My body shakes and quivers as wave after wave of white hot heat pours through my blood.

 

Angel starts to slow and I clutch him to me.

 

“Don’t stop, don’t stop.  It still feels so good.”

 

Another tremor racks me and Angel gasps above me, his hips working frantically.  Again he tries to slow and ease the harsh pounding of his body into mine.

 

“No, no, no.”

 

“Damn it, Xander.  I don’t want to hurt you.”

 

“Won’t, please…so good.”

 

Another wave of euphoria crashes through me and I slam my hips against his begging with my body and then he’s there with me.

 

His face flickering between demon and human and suddenly I want those teeth piercing my flesh.  I grab his head and pull his mouth to my nipple.  His tongue laps and his teeth graze but it’s not enough.  I push his head harder against my body and he tires to pull up as he completes the change.

 

I hold his head still and push up and then I feel it.  The tiniest prick of pain.  With the first strong pull of my blood into his mouth my body arches hard, only my head continuing to touch the sheets.

 

“Oh.  Oh, God, I’m…”

 

My voice breaks off into a wail I didn’t know was possible as a second orgasm wracks my body.  I feel Angel still above me before cool wetness pulses inside me.  It’s the last thing I know.

 

Part 13 Coming Soon!!

 

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