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Fighting for Survival	By : AddictedtoBuffy Category: AtS/BtVS Crossovers > Threesomes/Moresomes > Angel(us)/Spike(William)/Xander > Angel(us)/Spike(William)/Xander Views: 13766 -:- 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.

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Title: Fighting For Survival
Author: AddictedtoBuffy
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Angel/Spike/Xander
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Buffy the Vampire Slayer or Angel the Series. They are the property of Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy et al. I do not make money from the writing of this, it is purely entertainment. I do not mean any disrespect to the actors who have portrayed these characters. This fic contains explicit Male/Male relationships if you are adverse to this or are under the age of eighteen then please do not read. Thankyou to all the online writers who help keep the Buffyverse alive.
Summary: What if Buffy couldn’t stop the snake demon before it got back to Glory. Starts in the Buffy Season 5 Episode Shadow but then goes AU. Angel is the same as cannon up to this point except that Darla is not visiting Angel in his dreams despite having been brought back by Wolfram and Hart you’ll find out why later. Furthermore, this follows Jenns fic Playing Games found at AdultFanFiction or the Slashaholics Island. You don’t need to have read that to follow this but I do recommend it as it’s a great fic. I moved the timeline back a bit so that by the Season 5 Ep Shadow the boys are a threesome and Spike and Xander are only in Sunnydale to pick up their stuff before moving in with Angel.
Beta: My beta Bubbysbub requested a hot claiming scene so this is for her
Feedback: PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE I’ll get on my knees and beg for feedback both good and bad
Part: 23/?
Distribution: Ask and you will receive
Warnings: Explicit male threesome sex this chapter, you have been warned so don’t complaining if it turns out not to be your cup of tea
Reviews: Lady Virgo1956 - Glad you liked and I was aiming for hot. And yes I am rewriting Angel season 2 and Buffy season 5 in this. I'm obssessed with the whole alternate reality thing and the whole idea that one decision effects everything else so when I came up with the Buffy dies at the snake demons hand thing I decided to have a go at showing how one change changes many other things but not the whole so their is a bit of cannon in this as well as many similarities. I'm glad your enjoying, thanks for the review
Daeomae - Oh don't worry Spike gets his turn, they are all left satisfied, thanks for the review.
A/N: A big thanks to Jenn for allowing me to use some of her ideas evident in Playing Games. Buffyworld is back! A big thanks to Howard Russell for bringing such a wonderful resource back online.
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Chapter Twenty-Three

Xander whimpered when three fingers were withdrawn from his passage, he was almost out of his mind with need and couldn’t think of anything other than ‘must-come-now’. He felt a solid pressure against his ass which he tried to buck up into, but Angel held his hips down, only slowly moving within Xander’s snug anus.

Angel suddenly became aware that he was panting in game face as he inched inch by torturous inch into the writhing body beneath him. Looking up, Angel’s eyes met Spike’s, and with clarity Angel remembered the words he needed to speak in order for this to work.

“I, Angel, son of the Order of Aurielius, claim Xander LaVelle Harris as my mate and ask in the name of St Vigius that our union be sanctified,” Angel pulled out of Xander and then pushed into him forcibly. Xander moaned as he was taken over and over roughly, hard and oh so good. Angel had set up a punishing rhythm as he continued to impale and withdraw frantically from the clenching warmth around his hard cock. Spike watched on, clenching the bed sheets in his hands not letting his hands venture anywhere near his cock knowing that just one touch would send him over the edge and they haven’t even got to the best part yet.

Angel leant down and licked a path up Xander’s exposed neck. Xander for his part moaned louder as he was past being able to talk. All Xander could do was ride the waves of intense pleasure surging through his body. Angel pounded into his willing lover and, as he felt the tingling in his groin signalling his imminent release, he bit into his own finger. In one smooth moment, he slid his fangs tenderly into Xander’s flesh, breaking through the skin and into the vein below. Before sucking up the blood Angel pressed his bleeding finger into Xander’s wide open mouth

Xander silently screamed as he felt Angel bite him, he had thought it would hurt but instead it just added an extra dimension to his arousal. He was so close to coming he literally just needed one more sensation to tip him over the edge, then he got it. A bloody finger in his mouth, and he exploded. The taste was exquisite, nothing like Xander had thought it would be, nothing like how his own blood tasted when he had a split lip or had bitten his own cheek while being bashed around in the middle of a fight. Xander suckled on the finger as the lights in front on his eyes dissipated and he slowly came down from his enormous high.

Angel was floating, Xander tasted better than he ever imagined but even in his lust-induced, post-orgasm lethargy Angel was aware of his lovers, which is why he reluctantly removed his fangs from Xander’s neck and laved the area. He couldn’t help a smile of satisfaction at the mark that was left on Xander’s neck, a mark that was there for anyone to read. Xander was subconsciously sucking on Angel’s finger and Angel gently pulled it away from Xander despite the protest. Too much vampire blood would be dangerous to Xander and Angel was mindful that Xander still had to drink Spike’s blood. Angel gently lifted up his floating mortal lover and deposited him on the bed next to his hard, aroused immortal lover before climbing on the bed beside them.

“You need to claim him now Spike so that it will be a joint claim otherwise my mark will have taken over too much and his body will reject yours.” Angel told the younger vampire, he then leaned over the almost comatose young man and kissed Spike. Spike let all his frustration and need into the kiss and Angel was the first one to move back moaning in pleasure.

“I know that peaches, I was just giving him a minute to recover from the pounding you gave him.” Spike glanced over at Xander who had already curled up in the bed arm over a pillow, looking like he’d be asleep any second. “Xander,” Spike began, “Xander you need to wake up, I haven’t had my turn yet.” Xander rolled in his sleep before waking up enough to mumble a reply.

“I’m sleepy but you can take me like this, just as long as I don’t have to move.” Spike felt the lust rise up inside him again as he watched Xander spread his legs. To take Xander like that would be fantastic. Xander just laying there, taking it, offering himself for Spike’s pleasure. Unfortunately it could not be this time, this time they both needed to be active participants for the claiming to take. Angel chuckled at the warring emotions on his childes face and decided to take over. Spike was still leaning against the headboard and so kneeling up, Angel grabbed Xander and pulled him up like he was a rag doll. Xander opened one eye and glared at Angel.

“Go away,” with that Xander closed his eye again. His brain idly noticed that Angel was the wrong vampire, it should be Spike positioning him so that his body would easily take Spike’s cock.

“Don’t you want Spike to claim you?” Angel asked surprised.

“Course I do, but you’re not Spike, you’ve had your turn and he can take me without having to move me, I’d like that.” Xander mumbled, feeling more awake than he’d like to right now without some serious pummelling of his ass going on.

Sorry Xan,” Spike apologised as he helped Angel lower Xander over his legs so that Xander was straddling Spike. “You need to be an active participant in this for it to work.” Nodding to Angel Spike let Xander go and instead grabbed his dick, holding it steady as Angel lowered Xander onto Spike’s hard cock. Xander was still slick enough with his insides coated with Angel’s come that he opened up easily for Spike. Xander suddenly opened his eyes gasping as he found himself full of his second cock in five minutes.

“Oh shit Spike,” Xander moaned, he couldn’t get hard straight away after his last orgasm but he did feel his cock twitch at the feel of his sensitised nerves coming in touch with Spike.

“Yeah Xan, you can feel me so deep, making you feel so good. You feel so good, so slick from Angel.” Spike used to complain about sloppy seconds but right now it gave him a thrill knowing that it was Angel’s juices that were smoothing his way in Xander, in a way they were all connected in this act though only two of them were physically joined. They rested there, unmoving, panting on each others shoulder until Spike looked up and saw Angel laying on his side watching them intently. Spike found that he needed to move, now. Spike grabbed Xander’s face in both his hands and pulled him in for a sweet kiss that soon turned desperate. Spike felt like he has been hard forever and he needed to do something about it now. Breaking away he addressed his half hard lover.

“You need to move sweet, ride me so beautifully, feel the pleasure rising through your body again.” Spike whispered to Xander before gently biting on the lobe of Xander’s ear. Xander groaned and bracing his hands behind himself on Spike’s firm thighs Xander began to move up and down on Spike. The angle was just right that every stroke would caress his prostrate and Xander felt himself continually shuddering at the sensation. For long moments the only sound was the slapping of flesh and breathy moans and pants as they lost themselves in the feel of each other. Xander’s world had narrowed to the cool hard dick inside him, the chest rubbing against his own, the hands on his hips encouraging his movements and the clear blue eyes that he couldn’t stop staring into. A third cool hand running down his back broke the spell and he turned his head to smile at Angel. The hand traced over each of his vertebrae moving downward until it ghosted over where Xander and Spike were intimately joined before moving back up his back. Spike was in ecstasy but he knew he had to do one last thing before he could just let the pleasure overtake him and seek his completion within the young man’s body.

“I, Spike, formerly known as William the Bloody, son of the Order of Aurielius, claim Xander LaVelle Harris as my mate, and ask in the name of St Vigius that our union be sanctified.” At those words Xander couldn’t help but smile, he had been too far gone last time to even hear them and he knew this was a deep confession of the vampires’ love for him. Finally he had found his place in the world.

“Spike, kiss me please,” Xander begged and Spike found himself responding to the desperation evident in Xander’s tone. Angel watched spellbound as his lovers kissed passionately, lips and teeth crashing against each other. After a couple of failed attempts Angel managed to slide a hand in between the two sweaty, writhing bodies and was able to grab hold of Xander’s throbbing man-flesh.

Xander didn’t know which way to move, on one side he was riding Spike filling himself up and hitting his prostrate on every stoke and on the other hand he had a nice firm hand to thrust his cock into. The dual sensations were driving him crazy then Angel whispered something into Spike’s ear and the next second Xander knew what had been said as he screamed out his pleasure. Spike chuckled.

“They a little tender pet?” Spike asked in mock concern as he twisted Xander’s nipple again, loving the reaction it received.

“You know they are, just like yours are thanks to Mr Nipple Fetish.” Xander somehow managed to lean down and bite one of Spike’s nipples making Spike howl and buck up faster into Xander which caused a chain reaction of events with them bucking and panting until Spike knew the moment was right to seal the claiming. He lifted his hand to Angel who knew what he wanted and gently bit into the flesh of Spike’s finger getting a taste of his childe’s heady blood before letting the finger go. Xander smelt the blood and at that second it did not seem weird that he could as he was more intent on tasting his peroxide blond lover’s blood for the first time. Spike smiled at Xander’s eagerness, then smeared his bloody finger over Xander’s lips before letting him suck it into his mouth.

Xander groaned at the taste and bucked harder on the cock he was riding. Next second Spike had bitten Xander’s neck the opposite side to Angel and as the blood touched his throat, Spike came hard, arching in ecstasy. Xander was only a second behind succumbing as he felt the first draw on blood from his veins. They slumped against each other too sated to notice Angel come to his second climax of the night while licking Xander’s congealing seed off his hand. Eventually they slide down the bed with Xander mostly sprawled on Spike but with a leg over Angel while Angel and Spike held hands. Something they would both deny if anyone asked them.

*****

Glory was sitting on the floor of her new apartment in downtown LA. Unlike her normal psychotic self, she was panting and sweaty, looking pale and definitely in pain, something she didn’t like at all. ‘Where were those blasted minions”’ she asked herself. Just then the door burst open and Dreg entered with Jinx, dragging a man in a postal carrier uniform.

“Mistress, at last we've found one,” Dreg told Glory, hoping it wasn’t too late or that he would be killed for their lateness. Punishment he could take but if he died he could not serve the magnificent Glorificus. Dreg and Jinx threw the worthless and pathetic human down next to their God. The mailman looked around in fright, he had no idea what was going on but he knew he did not want to be there.

“Look, don't hurt me. I beg of you, if you just let me go, I swear I won't tell anyone.” The minions ignored him while Dreg pulled him upright so that his mistress would be able to more easily feed off the worthless sod. Dreg wished for the honour of being fed off but knew that his fondest wish could never been as Glory could only feed from humans.

“Help her!” Dreg demanded of Jinx wondering if he had to do everything round here. Jinx finally moved to Glory who seemed so weak and pitiful, lying there tearing her hair out, that it was hard to comprehend that she was a god. Unfortunately, that was the curse put on her when she was expelled from her hell dimension.

“We're here for you, great one.” Glory managed to struggle onto her knees by herself instinctively knowing that food was close but Jinx and Dreg had to place her hands on the mailman’s head.

“What…?” began the poor man who would never see his family again.

“Drink!” Dreg urged his mistress.

“Oh, what is this? What the, what the hell are you things doing to me?” He had heard stories of creatures like this before but he had always thought that they were just that stories, urban myths. Glory deliberately placed her fingers on the side of his head and then pushed them into his mind. She feasted on the yellow light that streamed out and pushed her hands deeper needing more. Jinx and Dreg watched on impassively as the magnificent Glory and the mailman screamed. Then it was all over and they both fell to the ground.

“Very good, delicious,” Dreg praised, delighted that they had got there in time. There was a marked improvement in Glory, no longer pale or sweaty. Jinx moved towards her just wanting to be closer to her splendour.

“No, I'm good. It's okay.” Glory glanced at the mailman in disgust, they were of no use to her after she had drained them. Without a thought she smacked his head watching the human get up off the floor.

“I know you're all always looking at me. I can tell. Always tell. I can see. I, my hat, where's my hat?” Glory laughed at the now mentally challenged human.

“Try not cutting things so close next time, understood?” She threatened the minions.

“Yes, we live to serve.” Dreg confirmed.

“As always,” Jinx piped up not wanting to be left out of the grovelling.

“Cool.” Glory addressed Dreg, “Take this mess out with the rest of the trash.” Wanting to serve Dreg sprang into action and moved off to tend to the mailman. “And you ...” Jinx took her hand, helping her up as Glory continued “…have something to tell me?”

“Indeed, Glorificus” he affirmed. ‘Yes’ Glory thought, ‘they know where my key is.’ The thought brought a smile to her face.

“Well, I'm waiting.” Noticing her reflection in a hand mirror Glory rubbed lipstick off her teeth.

“We have found that the signs of the alignment are moving faster than expected.” Jinx told her waiting for the outburst.

“Meaning?” Glory asked not really paying attention.

“If you are to use the key, you must act quickly.” Jinx couldn’t help but cringe waiting for the explosion.

“Well how the hell am I supposed to do that when all the leads have disappeared and all the monks are dead?” Gory screamed at her minions. “Have you found them yet? Are they even in LA?” Jinx cowered before her wrath.

“We are confident that they would attempt to hide in a city of large size like this one. There is also the Knights in the hospital, the Slayer’s friends put them there and so they must have been near here when they did it. Also the Queller you’re brother summoned was killed, that could have been them.”

“It also could have been any multitude of other things that this town is hiding. Find them!” Glory shrieked and threw a book at Jinx as he fled the room.
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