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The Birthday Present	By : SpikesEvilbint Category: Angel the Series > Slash - Male/Male Views: 10088 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N I've added another pairing to this chapter - Angel/Spike. Alwaysand - thanks for the rev - glad that I'm keeping you guessing! :)

Chapter Twenty-Five

�What the hell�?� said Angel as he pushed Spike roughly away.

Spike immediately curled into a ball, rocking rapidly to and fro. �Been bad, been bad, been bad.� He repeated it like a mantra.

Oh, Christ. �Spike, you haven�t been bad,� said Angel, softly. He reached out to touch him, but Spike whimpered and moved even further away. �Hey, it�s all right. Calm down.�

Spike showed no sign of hearing him, he just continued muttering and rocking.

�Spike, look at me.� Angel�s tone was firm.

Spike�s movement stilled and he reluctantly brought his eyes up to meet Angel�s. Spike bit his lip; almost as if that was the only way that he could stop his words.

�What do you think I�m going to do to you?� asked Angel.

�Hurt me,� said Spike simply.

Angel shook his head. �Why do you think that I would want to hurt you?�

Spike stared at Angel as if he were mad. �Been bad. Owner didn�t like it. My job to make owner happy.�

�Who�s your owner, Spike?�

Spike looked at him uncertainly. �L�Lindsey is�was�I don�t�you�re owner n�now.�

�I�m not your owner; I�m like you,� said Angel.

Spike sat a little straighter. �But�� He shook his head.

�But what, Spike? Tell me.�

�It�you feel like Lindsey, s�so must be o�owner,� replied Spike, letting his eyes fall to his hands, and twisting his fingers together.

What the hell does he mean? Angel racked his brain to think of what he could be referring. He remembered the handbook � the freaking remote control vampire bible. That stupid claiming rite, but it couldn�t have formed any sort of bond. Angel remembered how Spike had bared his teeth at him. What if he had bitten his owner and tasted his blood? Shit! That would make the claim valid. Not as strong as a proper claim, but it would provide a definite link.

�Spike, I want you to try to remember and answer honestly, okay. You won�t be in any trouble. Just tell the truth.� He waited until Spike nodded before continuing. �Did you ever bite Lindsey?�

Spike shook his head so vehemently that his whole body practically shook with it. �No, never bite, Lindsey. I love Lindsey.�

Crap! I thought that�s what it�d be. Angel smiled as another thought occurred to him. �Did you ever taste Lindsey�s blood, even by accident?�

Spike froze and brought his eyes up to Angel�s face. How does he know? He nodded slowly.

Okay, that explains why you still say you love the guy who�s done this to you, and why you thought that I was your new owner � you felt the bond of the sire line. Angel wondered if he could use that to his advantage. He looked at Spike�s trembling figure and silently cursed those who were able to reduce him to this. Angel suddenly knew what he could do to at least get Spike to relax a little.

�Come here, Spike.� Angel moved to the couch, sat down and held his arms open, welcoming the smaller vampire into them.

Spike looked at him in disbelief. Ever since he�d been brought here, any affection he�d offered had been spurned and yet now he was being encouraged to touch this non-owner.

�Come on, Spike, I want to hold you,� said Angel, his voice low and inviting.

Spike didn�t need to be asked again. He managed to go from the chair to the couch in a fluid movement that saw his feet not actually touch the floor at all. Angel couldn�t help but smile sadly at the eagerness that Spike showed as he snuggled into his embrace. He could hear the �old� Spike�s voice now. �Get off me, you bleeding great poofter!� He wondered whether he�d ever hear that Spike again?

�You�re okay,� Angel murmured, his lips brushing Spike�s hair. �You�re safe.�

Spike sighed deeply and clung to Angel, sitting on his lap as if he were a small child with his head resting on Angel�s chest. Angel wrapped his arms around Spike and held him tightly. Soon, Spike fell asleep. He felt safe and, more importantly to his mixed up mind, he thought that he�d finally managed to please his non-owner.

Angel sat there with Spike on his lap for three hours before Spike stirred. Spike moved his body a little and Angel suddenly realised that comforting Spike and holding him maybe hadn�t been the best idea he�d ever had. He could feel Spike�s hard cock pressing against his hip.

�Oh, Christ,� muttered Angel as he felt his own twitch in response.

Angel looked at Spike�s face; it appeared as innocent as it had when he�d first been turned by Drusilla. Angel closed his eyes at the memory of how he�d delighted in robbing the boy of that innocence. Hell, between Darla, Drusilla, and himself, they�d moulded Spike into a different creature as surely as The Initiative had. He and Spike had never been intimate, neither vampire were wired that way. Angel smiled. Well there was that one time� He opened his eyes to be met with a pair of intense blue ones staring deeply into his own.

Angel couldn�t look away. They stared at each other for what seemed like an age. Spike licked his lips and Angel saw the stud glint as Spike�s moist pink tongue moved slowly and sensuously over them. With a sigh, Angel bent his head to Spike�s and placed a tender kiss on them. Spike moaned at his touch and deepened the kiss, his tongue seeking permission to enter Angel�s mouth.

Angel knew that he shouldn�t do this, knew that this was a really, really bad idea, but he hadn�t had any type of sexual encounter since his rescue and his libido wouldn�t be denied. The fact that his preference had always been female seemed irrelevant at the moment. He pushed logical thought out of his mind and just let his instincts take over, seeking solace in his grandchild.

Spike was in heaven. Finally, he had gotten something right. When Angel�s lips parted, he slipped his tongue inside his mouth and put the stud in it to good use. He rubbed his hard cock against Angel, loving the fact that it made Angel groan and shift in his seat. Keeping his lips on Angel�s mouth, Spike�s hand slowly stroked its way down Angel�s chest to his groin. He paused for a second; what if he was wrong to do it again?

�Spike,� muttered Angel in a strangled whisper, and thrust his hips towards the smaller vampire�s touch.

Needing no more encouragement than that, Spike�s hand rubbed across Angel�s trapped cock before unfastening Angel�s pants and releasing it. He broke away from kissing to look down at it. He smiled at Angel and then shuffled backwards along the couch until his mouth could reach its tip. Angel fisted Spike�s hair as his head dipped and he felt Spike�s tongue on his erection for the first time.

Somewhere in his mind, Angel knew that this was all kinds of wrong; they both were acting as they were because of the damage caused by the program, but it felt just so damn good�

Spike concentrated on his job, Angel�s cock was thicker than Lindsey�s and he knew that it would hurt him if it were inside him because the plug was no longer in place. He knew that he wanted it though. His own cock was aching with the need to be touched, but he never should touch it when he was doing this to the owner. He frowned. Said not owner. He shook his head slightly, not wanting to think about that; it hurt to think too much.

Spike�s expertise swiftly brought Angel to a climax. Angel stifled a cry. As he came, he thrust roughly into Spike�s mouth and his body shuddered as Spike swallowed his spendings. Spike continued to lick and suck at Angel�s cock until it softened. He glanced up at the non-owner to make sure that he�d done well.

Angel became aware of Spike staring at him when he came down to earth again. Before he could say anything, Spike had turned around and pulled his pants down, presenting himself in what Angel knew was standard position one. He reached out and stroked Spike�s exposed ass with his left hand and caught his breath as Spike moaned softly and leaned back into his touch.

�No, Spike. I can�t,� said Angel, despite feeling his cock immediately spring back to life. Not for the first time since his capture, Angel cursed the vampire recovery time.

Spike�s blond head twisted around and Angel knew that he was lost as those blue eyes glistened with tears. �Pl�please. I n�need��

Angel�s fingers traced the cleft between Spike�s buttocks, until he came to a stop at his pucker.

�There�s no plug, Spike. It�ll hurt you. We don�t have any lube.�

Spike looked away again. �Don�t ca�care. Please I need to�to be�full.�

By now, Angel was almost painfully erect. �Oh, Christ, Spike.� He licked the fingers of his right hand and began to probe gently at Spike�s opening. �Got to be quiet, okay?�

Spike turned to look back at Angel, holding his mouth open. For a moment, Angel didn�t know why Spike was doing this and then felt sick to his stomach as he realised that Spike was offering himself for a gag to be fitted. Repulsed, Angel stood up and took a coupled of steps away from the couch. He glanced back when he heard a whimper and saw that the threatened tears were now falling down Spike�s hollow cheeks.

�Been bad?� asked Spike tremulously. �S�sorry.�

Angel closed his eyes. A voice in his head was screaming �walk away, walk away�, but instead he walked back to the damaged vampire and gently stroked his back.

�No gag, Spike, but you have to stay quiet, okay?�

Angel couldn�t help but smile as Spike snapped his mouth shut and nodded. He re-slicked his fingers with saliva and this time breeched Spike�s hole. It wasn�t as quite as tight as he expected and shuddered as he knew that Spike must have been very badly damaged before he arrived.

He manoeuvred Spike until he could kneel on the floor with his cock lined up with Spike�s pucker. Angel was going to take him from behind, not willing to see Spike�s face as he fucked him. Spike tensed and emitted a low groan as Angel�s penis slowly entered him, but leaned back and encouraged Angel to move more quickly.

Angel�s fingers dug painfully into the flesh covering Spike�s hips, but Spike didn�t care. He was full again, loved again. He almost came as Angel�s hand grasped his cock and started to pump in time with the thrusts that drove his cock into Spike.

Spike buried his face in the cushion of the couch to keep from making a sound. It hurt but it was a welcome hurt; a familiar hurt. His non-owner loved him. He came in a long shuddering gasp as Angel found a good rhythm and angled his cock to hit Spike�s prostate sensor.

Angel groaned as Spike came. Relishing the power he had over the smaller vampire. For the first time since his capture he felt like he used to. Felt in control. Felt alive � metaphorically speaking. He was so engrossed in bringing himself to a climax with a few more hard thrusts, that he didn�t hear the footsteps on the staircase or the small gasp as Willow saw the two vampires� activity.

Willow back pedalled quickly and quietly up the stairs, suddenly not hungry for her middle of the night snack. Oh boy! She wondered what Buffy would make of it. Not that she was going to be the one to tell her.

Angel bit the inside of his lip as he came, hard. He rammed into Spike with a force that made Spike whimper a little with pain. Angel collapsed forwards, gasping with the effort; he dropped a kiss on the back of Spike�s neck, feeling guilty of being so rough.

�I�m sorry that I hurt you, Spike,� whispered Angel as he withdrew from his body and saw streaks of blood. What the hell have I done?

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