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Worlds Apart	By : rockstarpeach Category: AtS/BtVS Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male > Angel(us)/Spike(William) > Angel(us)/Spike(William) Views: 1633 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 12

�What are you doin� here, man?� Lindsey asked when he heard the door open and turned to see Angel walk into the apartment. He removed his arm from where it sat perched on Darla�s shoulders and paused the movie on the television.
All he had been thinking about was getting away from Spike before he did anything even more embarrassing like begging the man to be with him, so he didn�t stop to think that maybe Lindsey and his girlfriend would be doing anything couple-y.
�Sorry to interrupt. You guys go back to your movie, I�ll just, maybe hang out in the bedroom or something,� he offered. Just because his night was ruined didn�t mean everyone�s had to be.
�Don�t be dumb. Sit, hang.�
�Yeah,� agreed Darla, �sit�. She made a show of looking at her watch. �You know it�s late, I should really get home anyway.� She smiled at Angel, understanding that something was probably wrong and figuring he probably needed to talk to Lindsey about it.
Lindsey walked her to the door and kissed her mumbling, �Thanks for understanding,� before she left and he turned back to Angel saying, �I�ve got the best girlfriend in the world.�
Angel kind of thought he might be right.
�So, spill, dude. Why aren�t you with loverboy? Trouble in paradise?�
Angel snorted. �You could say that. It�s over.�
Lindsey didn�t understand how that could have happened in the past hour, and voiced his confusion. �What happened? You two were all over each other at the police station.� That wasn�t entirely true, there had been looks and the occasional touch, but for a public place it was a substantial amount of affection.
�What happened?� Angel repeated while he sat down on a chair and Lindsey got them each a beer from the fridge. �Nothing. He just� doesn�t want me, I guess. I�m not enough for him.�
�That�s bullshit,� Lindsey said, conversationally. �He called me when you were missing and I could tell he was freaked. And not just because he�s a cop and he has to be, but because he cares about you, and he was scared he�d lose you. Did he tell you he doesn�t want you?�
�Well, not exactly,� Angel admitted. �But he did tell me he�s not good at relationships. And I deserve better.�
�First, he�s right. You do deserve better. I know he�s a player, and I�m worried about him breaking your delicate little baby heart.� He said the last with a smile, and poked Angel in the chest until he got a smile back for his trouble.
�And second, are you tellin� me that you�re good at relationships? Christ Angel, you�ve never even been in one. Maybe this is something you guys need to work out together. If you think he�s worth it.�
Angel thought about that for a while. Then Lindsey went to bed and he thought a while longer. It was sweet of Spike and Lindsey to worry about his heart like that, it really was, but they were too late. His heart was already breaking at the thought of losing the only person he�d ever been in love with. And he couldn�t and didn�t want to kid himself, or anyone else; he was in love. He looked at the television and thought of Lindsey and Darla snuggled up with a movie, and remembered how that had been him and Spike only days ago, and might not ever be again, and cried.
Spike was right, like Lindsey said. He wanted a real relationship and would be miserable if he settled for less. But maybe Lindsey was right when he said that things could work if they were both willing. He knew, absolutely knew, with the rose coloured glasses of someone suffering from serious infatuation, that Spike was worth the risk. If only he could convince the other man to take the same one.
He would give Spike a chance, and make him take it, even if they both thought he might fail, because he knew it was what they both needed.
***
Spike used his spare key to let himself into Wesley�s apartment. He had been sitting at home, thinking, not brooding, about Liam for the past eight hours and now he wanted some company.
He crept down the hallway to the bedroom and when he peeked in he saw two figures asleep under the rumpled sheets. He smiled to himself at how cute they looked all spread out, faces relaxed in sleep, Wes drooling slightly on the pillow, Willow letting out a gentle snore.
Quietly he moved to Wes�s side of the bed and nudged him. He didn�t immediately wake so Spike leant down and rubbed his nose against Wesley�s and pulled back when a hand came up to swat the irritation away.
�Good morning, sunshine,� Spike whispered when Wes�s eye�s opened. He saw Wes open his mouth to say something and put his finger to his lips nodding behind him to where Willow slept.
Wes scowled and got up, quickly sliding into some shorts to hide his nakedness and followed Spike out to the living room.
�No need to dress up on my account, pet,� Spike leered when they were out of the bedroom and free to talk without fear of waking up Willow. �I�ve seen it all before, and I couldn�t say I�d be disappointed seein� it again.�
�Spike,� Wes warned him, �I thought we talked about this.�
�Relax, Wes. �M only teasin�. You�re right, it�s different.�
Spike walked into the kitchen to grab himself a Pepsi from the fridge, needing the caffeine but not willing to put in the time to make coffee. He brought it back to the couch with him and sat next to Wes, both men silent. Finally Spiked popped the tab on his can and brought it to his mouth only to have Wes snatch it, and take a drink instead.
�What are you doing here, Spike?� Wes asked after he had swallowed. �Shouldn�t you be at home, with Liam?� It only took one look into his friend�s eyes at the mention of Liam�s name to know that something had happened to hurt Spike, badly.
He felt a surge of protectiveness run through him at the thought that someone had caused Spike even the smallest bit of heartache, and thought that he might have to kill Liam, depending on what Spike next told him. �What is it, Will?�
Spike thought about saying �nothing� and grabbing some rum to go with his Pepsi and turning on the telly and ignoring his problem completely, but he knew Wes would never let him away with it. You didn�t show up at your best friend�s house at 3am and get him out of bed with his girl just to hang out.
�He left,� Spike said simply, taking back his pop can, but not drinking any.
�What do you mean, he left? I don�t understand. Did you have a fight?�
He did drink now, to give himself a minute before he answered. �No. No fight. He just left. Said he felt more comfortable with his friend Lindsey, and left. I�ll probably never see him again.�
Wesley frowned, something about this situation not seeming quite right to him. �So he just left, for no reason, told you it was over, and not to see him again?�
Spike looked kind of shifty and dropped his gaze from Wes�s. �Yes?� he offered, clearly not believing it.
Most of the thoughts of killing Liam that Wes just had were now focused on Spike, as no doubt he had managed to bugger the whole thing up. �Damnit Spike! What did you do to him?�
�Me?! I didn�t do nothin�. Was trying to do the right thing, be a gentleman, and he totally takes it the wrong way and runs off. Not my fault,� he said beginning to sulk.
�Spike.�
�Fine! I� I told him. About us.�
Wesley�s jaw dropped and he opened and closed his mouth several times before he spoke. �That was stupid Spike. There is no �us�. There was just that one night.� He paused and continued with a smirk, �That one incredible night, and then that one morning� But it�s in the past. It�s never happening again, and because of this crazy newfound need for honesty of yours you could have very well lost a potentially life changing relationship.
�So, you told him about us, and he decided that he couldn�t trust you and you weren�t worth it and left you.� Wesley summarised, thinking that was probably how it went.
Spike fidgeted again and offered a shy, �Not exactly.�
Wesley merely raised a commanding eyebrow and Spike suppressed a surge of lust and continued. �He said it was okay, that he�d still see me and let me fuck other people, and I told him he didn�t need that shit and he needed someone who could give him everything,� he finished on a sigh, irritated at having to tell the whole story again.
Wesley smiled broadly, proud of his friend for so many reasons, the most important being he was led by his heart for once instead of his dick.
�What?� Spike asked at his friend�s goofy look. �Fuck off! What!?�
�You love him,� Wes said, knowingly.
�Fuck OFF, I do not.�
�Oh, yes you do,� Wes answered, smile unwavering. �You love him so you don�t want him to get hurt by you. It�s sweet, really.�
Spike was getting more pissed off by the second and almost shouted, �I am NOT sweet, you ponce. You take that back. I�m cool, and sexy and� Stop Laughing!�
�Sorry, Spike, but you really are being sweet.� He sobered, somewhat and added seriously, �You have a very gentle heart Will. You�ve shown it with me often enough, and it was only a matter of time before one of your lovers brought it out in you. Now that it�s happened you can�t let him get away.�
Spike sighed, relenting a little. �I don�t know if I can, Wes. Okay, fine, maybe I� think he�s alright. But I�m still me. Don�t know if I can just��
�Stop being a complete sleaze and commit to one person?�
�Yeah.�
�You offered to do it for me,� Wes pointed out reasonably as he watched Spike about to object but instead slouch down in his seat looking lost.
�Yeah,� Spike answered quietly, not looking up. �That�s because I love you, Wes.�
Wesley smiled a sad smile and told him, �And you love him too. So what�s stopping you this time?�
Spike thought for a minute and then looked at Wes, moving a bit closer to him, as if to gain his strength somehow. �What if I can�t? What if I can�t be a good� boyfriend,� he said, almost shivering at the word. �What if no matter how hard I try I keep working way too much and trying to shag anything that looks good in a pair of Levi�s in my off hours?�
He started to get into it then, realising everything he�d been afraid of. �And what about you, Wes? Either we suffer cause I�m spending all my time with the boyfriend, or he does because I want to keep my relationship with you. Especially now that Liam knows about� I don�t even know what he knows about, just that he thinks we have something, and it�ll kill him every time we�re together, however innocent the reason. It can�t work.�
�We do have something, Spike, and Liam is only being observant to point that out. But we can control it. We will control it, because it isn�t worth the consequences to either of us if we don�t.�
Wes put his drink down and took Spike�s hand. �And I can�t guarantee that you won�t cheat, that you won�t put work first, that you won�t want to come out with me instead of spending time with him. In fact it might break my heart a little if didn�t come out with me instead,� he told Spike with a grin.
�But Spike, you owe it to the both of you to at least give it a try. Liam obviously knows what he�s getting in to, and he�s willing to accept those risks. Now, piss off, and let me get back to my woman.�
Spike quickly grabbed Wes in a hug before he could get up and told him, �There really is no-one like you, you know.�
Wes hugged him back and said, �I know,� before pulling back.
�Not like I can go see Liam now. They�ll all be sleepin� at 4 in the morning. What can I possibly do to pass the time?� Spike asked. �Sure you don�t fancy a shag?�
�I don�t think my girlfriend would appreciate that very much,� Wes told him, both sharing a happy look at Wes calling Willow his girlfriend. �Unless of course we wanted to include her, in which case��
�Wesley Wyndham-Pryce! I never!� Spike said in mock outrage.
�Oh, I�m sure you have Will, many times,� Wes countered. �But really, she does think you�re kind of cute,� he confessed, �not that I blame her. But you stay away Will. I mean it. I�m� happy with her, and I don�t need you messing that up.�
�Wont make a move on either of you,� Spike told him, and at Wesley�s sceptical look he amended, �least not one I plan to follow through on.�
They both smiled and Wes got up saying, �I�m getting back to bed. You do what you like. Nothing I say will convince you anyway.� Wesley�s tone wasn�t cruel, just flat and he leaned in to kiss Spike gently on the lips before getting up and going back to his girl.
Spike sat on the couch and thought about how right and how wrong Wes was. Mostly he was wrong. Especially about that last bit. If there was ever anyone that could convince him to do something, it was Wes. He might moan and bitch about it, but ultimately, he respected Wes�s opinion more than his own, and would act accordingly.
He might also be wrong about what Spike was capable of. He had faith, thought Spike could change, be good for someone. Maybe, but Spike didn�t think so.
He might have been right, though, when he said that it didn�t matter, that they should try anyway, because the chance of happiness was worth the risk.
He also might have been right when he said Willow be would be up for it if they asked her to join them, and that was the thought that Spike fell asleep to on Wesley�s sofa.
***
He was rudely awoken the next morning by the sound of the dishwasher running. He sat up and looked around and saw Wes sitting on a chair at the kitchen table saying, �Sleep well? Honestly, Spike, I didn�t think you�d still be here. Thought you�d be off to see your sweetie pie by now.�
Wesley�s attempt to be cute met with a scowl from Spike. �You just have to be sodding right all the time, don�t you?�
�Not all the time,� Wes countered, �but when I am, I like it to be acknowledged.�
Spike ignored him in favour of asking, �What�s for brekkie?�
�Whatever you feel like cooking. It�s two in the afternoon. Willow and I have been up for hours and have already had our breakfast. Now you fend for yourself.�
�Hey, Spike,� Willow greeted, coming out from the bedroom, dressed and freshly showered and ready to go home.
Spike got up and went to her, taking a hand and again giving it a gentlemanly kiss and saying, �Willow. Pleasure my darling,� and hid a smile as she blushed and went to Wesley.
Wes didn�t even bother with the threatening looks this time, knowing he had nothing to worry about and walked Willow to the door as she left. Spike watched him kiss her and hold the door open for her. He continued to hold the door open long after she was gone, and turned around to look at Spike. They both remained still for a full minute and finally Spike sighed and got up and went to the door.
�Fine, �M goin�,� he groused.
�To see Liam,� We said, not so much a question as an order.
�Yes, Daddy, to see Liam.� Their eyes met and they shared an intense look at Spike calling Wes Daddy, but both tried to ignore it.
This time it was Wes who made the move. �I wish you the best of luck, and happiness, Will,� he said and kissed the other man. It was a full bodied kiss, including lips and hands and arms and legs and stomachs and groins and chests and it lasted several minutes.
They were both panting for breath when they pulled back and Spike said, �Thanks, Wes. Really. I don�t know what I�d do without you,� and headed off down the hall.
***
He had been driving around a for a few hours, like he was wont to do when he had something on his mind, but at around six o�clock he parked his car outside Lindsey and Angel�s apartment and went inside.
Bracing himself against the upcoming scene, he knocked on the door and waited for an answer. After a few seconds the door was answered by a wet Lindsey, covered up only by the towel wrapped around his waist, and as Spike let his gaze travel slowly up and down the young man he wondered again how he was going to do this thing with Liam.
Lindsey chuckled at his blatant appraisal and offered, �Come on in, stud. I�m guessing you want to see Angel?�
�Yeah,� Spike answered as he entered.
The two men stood in the entryway and Lindsey said, �he�s in the shower.� Spike had to physically stop himself from going to join Liam in the shower, but he did it, just barely.
�Don�t fuck him over,� Lindsey said, seemingly out of nowhere, and Spike had to think for a minute to understand that he wasn�t being literal. �I mean it. He loves you. And he�d do anything to be with you, but we both know he�s not gonna have to, right?�
Spike thought it was cute how Lindsey was being all protective of his friend. �Listen, I haven�t got to explain myself to you. But I�m not gonna force anything on him that he�s not ready for. Nothing physical or emotional. The annoying little shit�s kind of grown on me, and I�m thinking maybe I need to make some changes to keep him around is all.�
Lindsey was pleased at the response. There had been no declarations of false intentions, just an honest answer from someone he thought really cared about his friend. Sure, Liam still might get hurt, but if he ever wanted to know love, he�d have to take that chance.
They stood in silence until the shower shut off, then they stood while they heard Angel leave the bathroom and go into the bedroom, and then stood until he finally emerged, dressed and ready for work that night, into the living room.
Angel stopped in his tracks when he saw Spike standing next to Lindsey by the door.
As soon as Spike saw Liam, he almost forgot everything he was going to say. Fortunately for him Lindsey nudged him none to gently in the ribs and he regained his composure. �Right. Here�s how this thing�s gonna work,� he said, hoping against hope that he�d be listened to.
Both boys looked at him expectantly and he realised he was supposed to continue. �Yeah, Liam, we�re gonna be� you and I are� we�ll be together. Everything else will just work out. Or it won�t. But here�s how it starts. Us. Together. Happy.�
He stopped to take a breath and Liam took a step closer. Hoping that was a good sign, Spike continued. �Liam,� he said softly, matching the step with one of his own. �I know what I did hurt you love, and I�m sorry. Really sorry.� They both took another step closer to each other.
�It was wrong, and I know if I tell you I was thinking about you the whole time you�re gonna punch me in the face, and I wouldn�t blame you. But honestly pet, I was just so messed up over you, hoping I wouldn�t lose you, and they wouldn�t let me help look, and I was so lost and I needed� right,� he finished, not thinking that Liam really needed to hear these details. If he did he would ask, but if not they would just forget about it.
He took one more step closer to Liam, so close now that he could touch, but didn�t dare, not yet. �No excuses. There aren�t any, I know that. But if you�ll have me sweetheart, you�re the one I want. I can�t promise it�ll never happen again. And really, you can�t promise that either. Nobody can really, all we do is try; I�m just more honest about it than most.�
He did take Liam�s hand then, when he saw in his eyes that he was convincing the boy. �And I swear to you, baby, I will try. I want this. I want you.� He offered a tentative smile and was elated to get one in return. �And I think we should give it a go.�
Both of the other men in the room were smiling at him by the time finished his half-arsed speech, and he felt he needed to make some sort of manly conclusion to keep his tough guy image in tact. �You,� he said, pointing to Angel. �Car�s downstairs. Get in. Now.�
�Spike, I have to work,� Angel protested.
�Don�t worry about it buddy, I�m sure Lorne will understand,� Lindsey assured him. �Especially considering 24 hours ago you were a hostage to a drug dealer. Go, have fun. I�ll cover for you.�
Angel still looked unsure and Spike helped him out by saying, �Car. Now.� And Angel didn�t even stop to grab a bag or say goodbye to Lindsey as he flew out the door and down the stairs.
Spike however, did stop to talk to Lindsey. �Hey, thanks cowboy,� he said holding out his hand for Lindsey to shake.
Lindsey took it with a smile and said, �I know what�s best for my friend. Like I said though, don�t fuck him over. He�s kind of delicate.�
�Don�t I know it. All I can promise is to do my best by him.�
�Then that�ll have to be good enough,� Lindsey told him before grabbing Spike in a tight hug, which Spike awkwardly returned.
They separated, and looked at each other once more before Spike left, heading in the same way Liam had, down the stairs to the car.
***
Spike and Angel stood in the front hall of Spike�s apartment, not talking, not looking at each other, not sure what to do. They had been so excited a few minutes ago, and had both sat silent in the car on the way home, smiling at their private thoughts, looking forward to what would happen when they arrived. Now that they were there, they couldn�t help remembering what had happened last night, and worrying that it would happen again.
�Are you sure about this?� Angel asked, nervous that Spike would change his mind, or maybe nervous that he wouldn�t. Spike was willing to make some pretty big changes for him, and knew what was expected in return. He wanted Spike to fuck him, he really did, but maybe after they�d been dating a while, after they knew the relationship was going to work out. Oh well, he was the one who had pushed for this relationship, no sense whining about his responsibilities now.
�No,� Spike admitted. �I�m not sure at all. But the only way to be sure is to try it and see.�
Angel didn�t get it. He was sure that Spike wanted to fuck him. Had wanted to for a while now, so how come he was suddenly unsure? He scrunched up his face and asked, �Wait, so you want to have sex, to see if it�s any good, and then decide if you want to do it again?�
�What? What are you talking about? Who said anything about sex?�
�I just thought� you know� that�s what you wanted� from me. In exchange for you agreeing not to get it anywhere else. Wait, that is what you agreed to, isn�t it?�
Spike chuckled. �Yes, Liam. That is was I agreed to try. But I don�t want anything in return �sides you bein� you.� He smirked and added, �Well, maybe a couple of things. Wouldn�t say �no� to you using my dick as a lollipop. But nothin� you�re not ready for pet. I�ll let you set the pace. No pressure.�
Angel immediately relaxed and smiled broadly. �Then why don�t we go to the bedroom and see what I feel ready for?�
�You little minx!� Spike said, grinning back. �Are you trying to seduce me?�
Angel just ran toward the bedroom, still smiling, stripping this t-shirt off up over his head and tossing on the floor.
***
Spike followed him, not rushing, just enjoying the view of a shirtless Liam dashing down the hall to his bedroom. When he got there, he found Liam standing by his bed, playing with his fingers, obviously unsure about what came next. Spike was happy to help.
�Strip,� Spike commanded.
Liam looked up in surprise at the instruction and his eyes darted to the bed of their own accord and then back to Spike, but he made no move to obey.
�Liam, if what we�re doin� gets too much for you, you need to tell me, and we�ll stop and it�ll be fine. I promise. But until then, you just relax and do what I say. Got it? Now Strip.�
Angel�s hands went to his belt and he wasted no time unbuckling it, popping his top button and sliding down his zip.
�Slowly,� Spike clarified, and went to lie down on the bed to enjoy the show.
Angel smiled nervously, but complied. He took his time working his pants over his hips, and letting them slide down his legs. He slowly stepped out of them when they pooled around his ankles and bent to take his socks off. He hitched his thumbs under the waistband of his boxers and paused for a moment, looking at Spike as if for approval, and when he received a head tilt and a raised eyebrow in return he continued.
He slowly worked the shorts down, first over his rounded ass, then in the front over his half hard penis, then down over his thighs, knees, calves, and stepped out of them just like his jeans. He stood up straight, facing Spike proudly, happy at having completed the task Spike gave him.
Spike sucked in a breath and felt himself harden beneath his clothing at the sight before him. Liam was prefect. So beautiful and so sexy and so sweet and so young, and all his. He really hoped he�d be able to do what he said, to wait for this kid, because he�d be kicking himself in the ass for years if he messed this up.
�Good, pet. Very good,� Spike said on a sigh, and continued his instructions. �Now, come over here and undress me.�
Angel perked up even more at the prospect of seeing the breathtakingly gorgeous man laid out naked on the bed in front of him, and began to comply eagerly with his wishes. He stood at the foot of the bed and pulled first one, then the other of Spike�s socks off. He climbed up on the bed next to the blond and slowly undid each of the buttons on his shirt before pushing the material out of the way to reveal a pale solid chest.
Angel couldn�t help but lean in and press his lips to the bare skin, but knew he hadn�t been told to do that, so pulled back quickly and set back on his task. He coaxed Spike to sit up a bit so could slide the shirt over his shoulders and down his arms, kisses following in the wake of the fabric on Spike�s left arm, then tossed the garment aside.
He then unfastened Spike�s jeans and as he slowly slid the zipper down, his fingers brushed against the older man�s smooth, hard shaft. No underwear. Well, that would save him a step, anyway. Angel pulled apart the flaps of Spike�s fly, and his dick sprang free, bobbing up and down, untouched, as they both started down at it.
Angel once again couldn�t help leaning down for a taste, and swiped his tongue from base to tip, on one smooth motion, licking up some of the wetness at the top, savouring the taste as he pulled back to continue undressing Spike.
He worked the jeans over Spikes hips and groin, then moved to the end of the bed, to slowly pull the end of the pants over Spike�s bare feet until he was free. Of course, just to keep in form he moved in to lick and nibble and kiss Spike�s toes, before he sat back, waiting to be told what to do next.
When Liam licked his toes, it sent a jolt across his foot, up through his leg and straight to his groin. He thought he might be able come just from that, and wanted to find out, but he had other things he wanted to do more. �Touch me, pet,� he requested. �With your hands. Anywhere. Everywhere. Touch me.�
And Angel did. He ran his hands over Spike�s feet, his legs, his stomach, chest, arms, face, everywhere he could to increase Spike�s arousal, but avoiding the one place he knew Spike most desired his touch. He revelled in the reactions he got, pinching harder, caressing more gently, at his partner�s moans and jerks.
Spike was almost lost in Liam�s touches, but roused his mind enough to decide the kid needed a little touching himself, and told him, �Stop. That�s enough.� When Liam did he continued. �Lay back. Mmmmm, that�s it love. You look so good. Now touch yourself.�
Angel froze, a bit unsure about doing something so intimate in front of someone. Spike saw the apprehension on his face, and tried to put him at ease by saying, �It�s alright, pet. Remember what I said. If it�s too much, we�ll stop. You just need to tell me.�
�No, it�s�� Angel began, shaking his head, but then thought it would have more effect if he showed Spike, rather than told him, and slid his hands down his chest, one stopping to play with a nipple, one continuing to his aching cock. He was still nervous, and closed his eyes against the scrutiny, but didn�t still his hands.
Spike watched Liam play with himself, unable to stop his mind from briefly flashing back to thoughts of Wes, spread out below him, preparing himself, and though he knew it was wrong, he didn�t want to let that thought go. He imagined Liam�s fingers moving further south from where they pumped his cock, steady and slow, to move into his willing twitching hole, preparing it for Spike to shove his hard shaft in.
�STOP!� he cried out, only half talking to Liam. When the kid jerked in surprise at his sudden outburst he apologised. �Sorry love. Just, you�re killing me here. You�re so damn beautiful, and seeing you touching what I want to touch� I need to.�
He reached out and grabbed Liam�s cock, delighting in the twitch of response he got and decided to forgo the handjob and get straight to the good stuff. He inched forward and captured the meaty offering in his mouth, too impatient for the taste of his young lover to take it slow.
He licked and nipped and sucked and swallowed, employing all his considerable skill, and in under a minute Liam was erupting into his waiting mouth.
Angel screamed and bucked and pleaded for more and less and babbled incoherently as his orgasm was wrenched from him. He had truly never felt anything so amazing in his life. He came back to himself to see Spike perched above him, smiling, and tilted his chin up for a kiss.
He could taste himself on Spike�s tongue, and it only served to ratchet his arousal up even further and he impossibly felt himself begin to harden again.
He moaned and Spike pulled back, wondering what was wrong, and Angel answered by looking down at his twitching cock, obviously trying to get back into the action.
�Oh, to be young again,� Spike commented, and gently cupped Liam�s cock and balls, lightly caressing, kneading, helping him achieve erection again, but not forcing, knowing he would be sensitive.
After several minutes, and once he was sure Liam had had a chance to recover, Spike worked his way between the young man�s legs and kneeled over him, looking down with affection and pleading. �Liam, sweetheart. I just want to touch you. Is that okay? If I just rub us together? Oh, pet I just know you�re gonna feel so incredible all soft and slick against me. Oh, please let me��
Angel couldn�t get his mouth to work to answer in the affirmative, so instead he thrust up into Spike, groaning at the exquisite contact. Oh Hell yes! Spike could do this any time he liked. This was almost as good as the blow job, no � better he thought, as Spike�s fist wrapped around them both and he began to thrust.
Angel began to relax into the sensations and the better he felt the more he began to think that it would feel even better with Spike buried deep inside him. Without warning Spike stopped and began to speak.
�I�m not perfect, Liam, not by a long shot. I�m gonna fuck up, often and in big ways, only it�s been a long time since I�ve cared about it. Long time since there�s been someone I wanted to try to behave for. Long time since I�ve felt this way.
But I need you to know that no matter what I do wrong, or how mad you get, or whatever bullshit happens, what you said the other night was true. I�m yours, Liam. I�m yours and you�re mine.�
Spike had no idea why he had needed to stop and say that. It was true, he realised, but he hadn�t known it until the words had come out of his mouth, and now they had he felt uncomfortably exposed.
At Spike�s honest words Liam�s heart agreed with the decision his body had already made. He hitched his legs up a little higher on either side of Spike�s hips and said, �Spike. It�s okay if you want to� you know, inside me.�
Spike had to stop himself from diving right in like his body wanted, but it wasn�t as hard as he would have thought, and he let the feeling of being insulted show on his face. �You really do think I�m only doing and saying all this to get up your arse, don�t you? I wouldn�t do that. Well, alright, I would, and I have done, plenty, but not now. Not with you. How many times do I have to tell you I�ll wait before you�ll believe me?�
�I didn�t mean�� Angel fumbled for words, feeling slightly guilty for Spike thinking he didn�t trust him. �I know. I do believe you. Really. And really, I want� sex. I don�t feel pressured, honest, I just want to be close to you. And based on everything we�ve done so far, I think it�s gonna feel really good.�
Spike saw Angel�s coy look at the end of his statement and knew he couldn�t possibly deny a request that he would give his right eye to fulfill. �Oh you have no idea, pet,� Spike told him, knowing the truth of that statement as only two nights ago he himself had no idea.
So then the kissing started and fast turned into the touching and grinding against each other and it wasn�t long before Angel though he might shoot again before they got to the good stuff. �Spike,� he called out, and when he got no response put his hands up against the man�s chest and pushed slightly, saying again, �Spike. Stop.�
Spike of course immediately did, and pulled back looking to Liam, waiting for him to explain.
�I� I�m too close,� he admitted, looking away. �I need you inside, now.�
Hearing Liam say that was almost more than Spike could take. He moved over and grabbed up some lube and a condom from the nightstand drawer and placed himself back in between Liam�s legs. He really didn�t think he could have gone another second without touch, so he spared some time to pump his own cock a few times, just to take the edge off a little, before squeezing some lube out onto his fingers and pressing them to Liam�s hole.
�Just relax baby,� Spike told him. �This may feel a bit tight, may hurt a bit at first, but trust me, it�s gonna get real good before we�re done.�
Angel took Spike�s words to heart, forcing his body to relax against his instinctive tension, as he took one finger inside. It was an unusual sensation, but didn�t hurt at all and he relaxed further as the finger worked in and out and round, stretching him little by little.
He was feeling pretty good when Spike added a second finger, moving both together in the same rhythm. It was slightly uncomfortable now, but still not painful, and he wasn�t sure what the appeal of all this should really be until Spike moved his fingers a little and tiny fireworks went off behind his eyes. He bucked up, unable to hold still, and opened his eyes wide, panting, �What�?�
Spike smirked down at him. �Knew you�d like that, lover. Just wait, it gets better.�
Spike added more lubricant to Liam�s hole and took his time working in the third finger and stretching him enough to accommodate his own stiffy. When he felt Liam was ready he pulled his fingers out and tore open the condom wrapper, sliding it down over his swollen shaft. He hissed at his own touch, sadly knowing this wasn�t going to last long, and with his protection firmly in place he moved forward to nudge his prick against Liam�s opening.
Liam tensed slightly at the knowledge of what was coming next but forced himself to relax, knowing it would be easier that way.
Spike paused momentarily in his efforts, wondering one last time if this was some kind of test. If he had to hold back his urges this time to prove himself to Liam somehow. Deciding he was too far gone to care, he grabbed hold of his erection and pressed it slowly into Liam.
Angel felt the burn, the slight pain on entry, but assumed it wasn�t as bad as it could have been and put that down to Spike�s thorough preparation. One more reason Angel loved him. It wasn�t long before Spike was all the way inside, and Angel was still adjusting, still waiting for the pleasure to start.
Angel felt a cold feeling or jealousy creep up on him all of a sudden. He started to think about something that he had promised himself he wouldn�t; something that he thought wasn�t important, because in the end Spike had chosen him. �Is this how you did it with Wes?�
Spike tensed for a moment, not wanting to have this conversation, ever, but especially not right now. He placed a soft kiss on Liam�s lips, and looked into his eyes, and tried to convince him that he didn�t need to worry about that.
�Shhh, don�t pet,� he cooed. �Don�t think about that. It�s over and done and it�s just the two of us now.� It wasn�t hard to ignore the part of him that wished that wasn�t the case. He had Liam, and that was worth everything.
Angel still looked slightly uncertain, and Spike decided to try to relieve his doubts through actions. He rained kisses over his face and nuzzled into his neck and punctuated each kiss and nip and lick with a soft breath of, �just you, just you, just you��
Spike pulled out of Liam slightly and pushed in again, slowly moving in and out, getting Liam used to his girth before speeding up and thrusting in deeper. He angled himself to hit Liam�s sweet spot, hiding a prideful smirk when the young man cried out and pushed himself further onto Spike�s hardness.
Oh, yeah. This was sooo much better for Spike now that he knew exactly how the other party felt. He didn�t piss around, unerringly hitting that spot for Liam over and over, wanting to drive his lover to the edge as fast as he was getting there.

�Touch yourself, baby. Wrap your hand �round your big fat cock and pump yourself while I fuck you. Let�s come together.�

Angel couldn�t possibly have resisted, even if he�d wanted to, and his hand went straight for his dick, but he was barely able to get off two jerks of his wrist before he was bearing down and thrusting up and shooting his load all over his hand and stomach. If he thought that all the proceeding action tonight had been fantastic, he needed a dictionary to come up with a word for what he felt like now.

When he felt Liam contract around him and saw the jets of semen shoot out of his plump red cock, Spike couldn�t possible hold back any longer, and pumped in once, twice, three times more and emptied his load into the prophylactic. He supported himself on his arms, not wanting to crush the younger man, but Liam reached up and pulled him down smashing their chests together.

�Oh, God pet, that was� I don�t even know what that was,� Spike told him honestly, lost for words.

Angel smiled at the praise, and silently agreed with the assessment but then looked up into Spikes eyes and said, �Tell me you love me.�

Spike jerked his head back and pulled his cock out, but didn�t run away completely, which he thought deserved a fuckin� medal. �Liam, I don�t� I can�t��

�Even if it�s not true. Just tell me. This moment is almost perfect and I just need� But if you really can�t, that�s okay too. I�m still really happy.�

Spike rolled off Liam and lay on his side, ripping the soiled condom off and tossing it carelessly over the side of the bed, pulling the young man closer to him, so that his head was resting on his chest, Spike�s arm around his shoulders. Spike didn�t know what to say, and just stroked Liam�s skin with his fingers for a while, then kissed his forehead, and before he knew it his mouth was acting out of order again.

�I love you,� he said out of nowhere, and wanted desperately to take it back, but more because it was the truth than it wasn�t.

Angel looked up at Spike, goofy grin in place, face beaming, and kissed him and said, �I love you too.�

They snuggled back down into each other and drifted off, each content in their feelings for the other, each excitedly nervous, wondering what the future held, but sure, for once, that it would be good.
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