Fade | By : Trinity2461 Category: BtVS AU/AR > Slash - Male/Male > Angel(us)/Spike(William) > Angel(us)/Spike(William) Views: 7112 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer (BtVS), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
Summary: William is a prostitute. He’s lived on his own for the past seven years and has no hope for his future. He eventually meets a young man who reuses to let his past get in the way of their relationship. Can William allow himself to be loved?
All characters belong to Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy. I own nothing.
FADE
Chapter One
The waif like blonde stood under the shelter of the doorway counting the small amount of money that he had pulled from his pockets. There were a couple crumpled bills and a few coins.
“Two dollars and thirty-four cents,” he counted. He had enough to get a cup of coffee, and maybe a donut or some toast. If he was lucky, maybe Joyce would be working. She always seemed to be able to sneak a meal to him when he came in. William shrugged and turned to enter the diner where his friend worked. He made his way into the restaurant and sat on one of the stools at the counter. No sooner had he sat down, than a cup was placed before him full of steaming brown liquid. William looked up and smiled.
“Ta, Luv,” he smiled warmly into the face of Joyce Summers. She returned his smile and went off to service her other customers. William looked down into the sludge which passed as coffee and sighed. He looked around at the few customers which inhabited the restaurant. Most of them were regulars whom he recognized from his previous visits to the establishment. Will wondered if they like him were simply trying to get through the joke which was life. Before long Joyce returned to his place at counter with a plate of scrambled eggs and bacon. She set the plate before William, patted his cheek, and walked away. William wondered for the hundredth time how it was that this kind woman could treat him so kindly, where as his own mother had left him to his own defenses four years ago. The woman who he had loved unconditionally had ran off and left him alone in Los Angeles. She’d left with her current boyfriend. William had come home from school to a note on the refrigerator door, which had stated that she and Henry or Fred, whatever his name was, were going away to be married. She said she would be back on Tuesday. There had been many Tuesdays since that day. He hadn’t known what to do at first. He knew that his mom had family in California, but he was too proud to go to them. Besides, if his own mother didn’t want him around, why would strangers want him.
Stirring sugar into his coffee, William thought back to how his life had become so tragic. When he was down to his last few dollars, a then twelve year old William had tried his luck at pick pocketing. He had chosen an average businessman, who happened to cross his path. To his surprise the man had gripped his arm and dragged him into an alley where he had beat him until he lay huddled on the ground begging for forgiveness. The angry man had yanked him to his knees by his hair. When William screamed out in pain, his head was pulled toward the man’s groin. When William turned his head, man yanked fiercely at his hair once more.
“Please, Sir,” William whimpered. “I can’t do this,” he cried. “Let me go.” The man had ignored him, and had began to fumbled his zipper, exposing his penis. He looked down menacingly at William.
“You will suck me off, you little bitch,” he growled. “And if I feel teeth, you lose them.” William was frightened out of his mind. He’d never done anything like this before. However, he did not doubt for a minute that he would regret not obeying the man’s order more than he would regret having to suck him off. This time, when he was pulled forward he opened his mouth and took in his capture’s large penis. He sucked sloppily on the huge piece of meet, keeping his eyes close the entire time. With his mouth full of the man’s cock, and his nose full of snot, he was finding it difficult to breathe. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, William felt the man stiffen. His mouth was filled with a salty fluid. His head was released, and he fell back choking. As he sat at the man’s feet with cum and spit dripping down his chin, he saw two ten dollar bills fall to the ground before him. He would never forget the man’s parting words.
“Stick to your true talent, Bitch.” He’d said. “You’re a shit thief.” William had sat there crying for a while before taking the money and returning home. That was the beginning of the end . The decision to sell his ass hadn’t been a hard one. He made a bit of cash blowing random guys in alleys, but when he began letting them fuck him, he’d been able to find a cheap motel room to live in. He couldn’t keep up with the rent on his mother’s apartment once the rent was due. It was a sad existence he knew, but it was his life. So wrapped up in his thoughts was William, that he didn’t hear Joyce come up to check on him. When she reached out and touched his arm, he jumped, sloshing coffee all over the counter. William jumped, and grabbed a handful of napkins from the dispenser in front of him.
“Bloody hell,” he blurted. “I’m sorry.” He really didn’t want to cause trouble for Joyce. Sensing the tension in her young friend, Joyce captured William’s hands in her own. She took the wet napkins from him and through them under the counter. She then pulled a small rag from her apron, and finished cleaning up the mess. William looked down sheepishly. He felt Joyce’s hand beneath his chin lifting his gaze to hers.
“I want to see you in here more often, William,” she said. “You’re getting much too thin.” William had the grace to blush. “The offer still stands for dinners at my place with me and the girls.” William shook his head, effectively breaking her hold on him.
“I appreciate the offer, Mum,” he began. “But, I don’t think I should come around your girls.” He’d met Joyce’s daughters at the diner several times. They knew what he was, and treated him kindly. The Summers women were like that. William just didn’t feel comfortable infringing on the kindness of these ladies. He got up to leave, and Joyce quickly came around the counter and embraced him in a warm hug. William let himself enjoy the closeness and the warmth of her embrace. He pulled away from Joyce and took a step back.
“The offer still stands,” she said simply.
“I know. “ William answered. “I’ll think about it.” He turned on his heel and left the restaurant. He walked a block up the street and took his usual spot on his corner. It wasn’t to long before a man walked up and propositioned him. The man was sleazy looking, with greasy hair, and outdated clothes. William pasted on a smile.
“What can I do for you, Mate,” he said. The man stepped closer and smiled.
“A fellow Brit,” he said, “What are you doing in the states?” William sighed. He really was not in the mood for this today.
“Look, do you want my bloody biography or do you want something else.” He said. “Time is money and all that.” The man’s facial expression didn’t change. He pulled out a twenty. William took the money and turned into a nearby alley. The man followed along quietly. When they had walked far enough not to be noticed by pedestrians on the street, William gently pushed the man against the wall. He slipped to his knees, and released the man’s penis. He took him into his mouth and set about his task. The man groaned in ecstasy. His groans turned to cries of passion.
“Suck me Bitch! Yeah…like that!” He groaned. William was sickened by the man’s stench. He could feel his eyes watering. The man gasped as he came in William’s mouth. He chuckled and pulled out, tucking himself away. William sat at his feet holding back tears and trying to keep his breakfast down. He really wasn’t feeling well. He wanted to cry, but didn’t want this man to see. Go away! Go away, please!
The man seemed to sense William’s discomfort, he left in a rush, not bothering to check to see if William followed. Once he was gone, William let the tears fall.
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