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Angel's Brat	By : Cath Category: AtS/BtVS Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male > Angel(us)/Xander > Angel(us)/Xander Views: 8710 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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TITLE: Angel’s Brat and A Night on the Town
PART: 3/?
AUTHOR: Cath
PAIRING: Angel/Xander
RATING: NC-17
SPOILERS: None
SUMMARY: Angel treats his brat to a night out.
FEEDBACK: Yes please, needing constant re-enforcement here
DISCLAIMER: I want but I can’t have they belong to Joss and Mutant Enemy. No money, no infringement, still having fun with them.
THANKS: to Kris (Kase1052) for being such a great beta.

No discipline in this one. The boys decided they deserved a night out and wouldn’t cooperate with the writer. The writer promises she will have them under control by the next story.

In the almost 2 months since Xander’s sugar overload, things had been very peaceful. That isn’t to say that the AI group hadn’t been busy, in fact busineas bas booming. They went out almost every night battling the darkness. Angel finally decided that they needed a break. He told the crew to take two days off, and enjoy themselves. He informed them that he only wanted to see them if Cordy had a vision. They all knew they couldn’t ignore a message from the Powers. Xander had accepted his three weeks restriction without any argument, and had been working out very hard. Gunn was giving him fighting lessons, Wesley teaching him about Demons, and Angel was training him with different weapons. Occasionally he fought against Angel, but those matches were usually private because they always ended the same way, with the pair sweaty and naked, wrestling around on the floor mat. He also had school starting next month. Xander had shown up at Angel’s right after graduation not knowing what he wanted to do just that it wouldn’t be in Sunnyhell. Angel had convinced him to try some college courses. He assured Xander that he and Wesley would be there to help him. They had been so busy that Angel and Xander hadn’t been out together in over a month, unless you want to count killing demons, and running around in the sewers.

“Xander, why don’t we go out and do something tonight, maybe go to Caritas.” Xander looked up from the list he was using to decide what classes to take, and jumped up grinning. He ran to Angel and through his arms around the vampire.

“Music, dancing, and food and not necessarily in that order? Just the two of us?” Xander sounded giddy at the prospect.

“Yes love, all of those and just us. Head upstairs and start getting ready. I’ll be up in a minute.” Xander took off running up the staircase singing about dancing with an angel. He stopped and turned around.

“Um Angel? How dressy, fancy restaurant or clubbin’ hot? I don’t want to look stupid.”

“Dressy but not a suit…oh what the hell…clubbing hot, love. We’re going to have fun tonight.” Xander took off running again. Angel smiled and shook his head at the exuberance and energy his boy put into everything. He would never say it to Xander, but sometimes he reminded him so much of Will, before being souled ripped them apart. Before Will became Spike. They did have fun together, the memories weren’t all pain and betrayal. He never had regrets about making Will his childe, not like he did with Drusilla. He would always regret what he did to that beautiful, innocent girl. Enough, no brooding tonight. Angel went to his office to make reservations at a restaurant he knew had a mixed clientele, both human and demon. The club didn’t require reservations. He also called a local limo service, and arranged to have them picked up in an hour. He was treating his love right tonight. With everything arranged, Angel headed up the stairs to get ready. When he opened the door of their room, he almost decided they weren’t going anywhere. He looked Xander up and down. He knew better than to go near him, or they wouldn’t be going anywhere tonight. Xander stood there looking a little uncertain.

“What…do I look like a fool?”

“You look amazing. I’ll be having to fight them off with a large club tonight. Maybe we should just stay here.” Angel was only half joking. His boy looked incredible. Angel had bought the clothes, but this was the first time he had seen them on Xander. Black butter soft leather clung to his legs and cupped his ass like a second skin; feet encased in soft suede boots also black and an emerald green silk shirt over a tight black tank. The shirt was tucked in but was left unbuttoned over the tank.

“I uh I put some stuff out for you to wear…that is if you want to. Do I really look alright?”

“Baby you look incredible, but if I come near you, we are not making it out of this room.” Xander grinned and tuck his chin into his shoulder, his eyes glowing at the compliment. Angrabgrabbed his clothes off the bed without even looking at them, and took off to the bathroom to shower and get ready.

Xander was pacing back and forth in the lobby waiting for Angel; he was more than ready to get out for a while. It had been a long, tiring 2 months. The three weeks restriction had been hard, but Angel kept telling him how proud he was, how mature he was being. That helped. He knew Angel didn’t punish him to be mean, but because he needed to focus and think before he did stupid things. He was starting to get antsy, “ANGEL it’s starting to get dark. Should I go get the car and bring it out front?” He knew that would get Angel’s luscious tight butt in gear. No one was allowed to touch the car, not even him. He heard footsteps on the stairs and looked up. Xander’s eyes went wide and he gulped. Why did someone that looked like that whim?him? Mine, all mine he thought. Angel had put on the clothes that he had picked out for him. Deep brown leather pants worn and softened in all the right places, a soft silk T-shirt in a rich golden topaz tucked into them. The color reminded Xander of his Angel’s eyes, when he lost control while making love and his true face showed. Over it he had on a thigh length leather jacket that matched the pants. God, he was a lucky human.

“A..ar…are you sure you still want to go out?” Angel smiled down at Xander, and reached out his hand to him. Xander jumped when the front door opened. A strange man came in.

The man touched the brim of his hat saying “Mr. Angel, your car is here. My name is Daraehk’t. I’ll be your driver for the evening.” The driver was obviously not fully human.

Xander looked up at Angel with wide, questioning eyes, “A car? Angel you have a car.”

“We’re going in style tonight, my heart. Only the best.” Angel led Xander out the door, letting go of him onl loc lock up. Xander was bouncing around trying to take veryvery detail of the long black limousine.

“Are we really going in this? Wow! Do you think it has a TV and one of those little refrigerators in the back? How long do we get to ride in it? Will we be taking it to the club too? Angel this is so cool.”

“Take a breath, sweetness. I don’t know what it has on the inside, it’s ours all night, and yes, we will be taking it to the club. Now, let’s go, we have reservations for dinner at Thekla’s.” The driver held the door open, and Angel motioned for Xander to go first, then followed him into the dark interior. Before Angel could get settled, Xander had found the TV, the CD player, the little refrigerator, the telephone and the bottle of champagne that Angel had requested. He quickly turned to Angel, moved onto his lap, and was hugging him as tightly as he could.

Xander had his face nestled in Angel’s neck, softly kissing him and murmuring, “I don’t deserve this. You give me too much. All I want is you, I don’t need things too.” Angel lifted Xander’s face up and softly kissed his lips.

“I like giving you things, and you do deserve them. You make me happy and content. That is a wonderful gift to receive.” Angel kissed Xander again and gently shifted him over till he was sitting on the seat again. He popped open the champagne, and poured it into the crystal flutes that were provided. He handed Xander his, and snuggled down next to the boy.

“Do you think…wellll..maybe…Angel can I…”

“Just ask Xander.’

“Can I use the phone? I want to call Wills, and tell her where I’m at. She won’t believe it.” Angel knew he could deny his boy nothing when he looked at him with those pleading puppy dog eyes. Angel laughed and handed Xander the phone. He sipped at his drink while watching Xander.

“Wills, guess who? No, not hurt. No, still with Angel. Nope, not in Sunnyhell, sorry. I’m sitting in the back of a stretch limousine, with champagne and everything. No I am not kidding, and no I am not drunk. I am in a limo going down the freeway for a night of fuuunnn. Wish you were here Wills. Yeap going clubbin’ with my hunky honey. Oh hush Angel, you are too. No not you Wills, I was telling Angel to hush, that he was to a hunk. Angel, Willow said yes, you are a hunk the there’s nothing you can do about it, so just get over it. Yeah, love you too Wills.” Xander handed Angel back the phone, and laid his head down on his shoulder. “I miss her so bad sometimes. I don’t miss anything else but Wills. But I wouldn’t trade what I have here for anything. I love you so much it’s scary.” Angel put his arm around Xander’s shoulder, and held him close all the way to the restaurant, alternately kissing him gently, and sharing sips of the cold champagne.

The restaurant was dimly lit, tastefully decorated, and quiet. They enjoyed a lazy, peaceful dinner, and returned to the car to head for Caritas. Lorne had been bugging Angel about bringing Xander for an evening out, but Angel had kept putting him off. He had decided that tonight would be a good time to give in to the Host. Xander unbuttoned his shirt again before getting to the club. He had buttoned it up before they went into the restaurant; he didn’t want people to think he didn’t have manners. Angel was happy he didn’t have to tell his boy to button up. Xander was maturing into quite a man. The limo pulled up to Caritas’ front door, and the driver jumped out to hold their door open. Angel told the driver that they would be at the club for at least three hours, and to be back then. Xander’s eyes were big as saucers as he watched all the different demons coming and going through Caritas’ doors. He had never been to the club before, well, not that he remembered anyway. There was a line waiting to get in. Angel hooked his arm through Xander’s, and headed straight to the door, and the large horned doorman. The doorman gave a little bow to them, “Master Angelus, it has been many months since you have graced us with your presence. The Host is expecting you and your consort.”

“Uhhh.. Angel..I’m a consort now?” Xander whispered in Angel’s ear as they went through the door. Angel nuzzled under Xander’s ear, and softly said “I’ll explain later love, but for now yes, they all think you are my consort. Only another vampire could tell you are marked, but not a consort yet. That is for later, when you are a few years older.”

The loud music and driving rhythm flooded over them as they walked into the club. More than one pair of eyes, human and demon, male and female, turned to watch the pair glide into the room. The pair strolling in with their arms around each other’s waist screamed sex. But when the eyes recognized Angel as a Master vampire, they quit staring, all but one pair of eyes hidden in a corner. The men didn’t even notice the attention they were receiving.

“Angelcakes!! And if it isn’t the little songbird. It’s about time you graced my establishment. Here to sing or just have fun?” Xander hid his face in Angel’s shoulder. He had been told, in detail, what had happened the night Lorne had found him.

“Mis..Mister Lorne I’m really sorry for how I acted that night. I was way outa control, and shouldn’t have done it.” Angel had made it clear that he was to apologize to Lorne for the scene he caused that night.

“Don’t worry about it sweet thing. My customers thought you were just adorable. In fact, they almost started a bidding war to see who could take you home.” Xander’s face turned scarlet, and he really wished for a deep hole to hide in. “Oh, would you look at sweet thing, all blushing. All’s forgiven, now go have fun. Maybe you can sing for me later.” Lorne had steered them towards an empty table as he was talking to them. “Angelcakes I know you want some of my finest Irish, but I don’t know what tall, dark and blushing wants.”

“A beer?” Lorne just laughed.

“You just relax and I’ll fix you both up.” Lorne stopped a waitress and ordered their drinks. Well, Xander thought it was a waitress, but with demons you could never be too sure.

They had been at the club enjoying the music, and watching the dancers for at least two hours. Xr war was bouncing in his chair, nodding his head with the music and swaying. He had had enough of sitting, watching all the different demons and drinking, he wanted to dance…now!

“Dance with me, please.” Asked a certain brunette with brown pleading puppy eyes.

“Won’t work my love. I don’t dance, in public anyway. You know that.”

“But I want to dance!! You said it would be music, dancing and food. We’ve had food, we have music, we’ve been sitting here like forever, and I wanna dance, Annngell.” Xander was not happy, and in full pout when Lorne came back to the table.

“Why the long face, not having fun? You’re not allowed to be sad faced in my humble establishment.”

“I wanna dance and ‘brood boy’ won’t let me. You said dancing, you know you did.”

“Well, how about you dance with me, sweet thing? I’m sure Angel will trust me with you, won’t you Angelcakes?”

Angel finally gave in, he didn’t dance, but he did trust Lorne with his boy. “Alright Xan, dance with Lorne.” Xander jumped up, gave Angel a quick kiss and took off, dragging the green skinned demon behind him. Angel sat back to watch his boy, he had never seen him dance before, but figured he would be his usually bouncy self. Xander just swayed to the beat for a second, trying to get the rhythm, his hips started swaying back and forth, keeping time with the music. He grabbed Lorne by one arm and spun him around, until he had his back to Xander’s chest. Xander grabbed Lorne by the hips, his whole body was swaying to the driving beat. His arms ghosted down Lorne’s body, never really touching but giving the illusion they touched everything. Angel could not believe the moves his boy had. Xander’s moves were hot and sexy; he looked like dancing sin. Angel had to turn away or he would have jerked Xander down to the floor, and him him right there.

Lorne was enjoying the dance; Angel’s boy kmew what he was doing. He was surprised by the skill he showed. Before Lorne could make a sound, another pair of hands lifted him away, and carried him to the edge of the dance floor. Another dancer took his place, and Xander didn’t even notice, his eyes were closed. He was lost to the music, his hips thrusting, his body swaying. He felt Lorne move behind him, put his hands on Xander’s hips, and pull them into him. The man behind him ran his hands up to Xan’s shoulders, then down his sides and to his hips, all the time moving their hips together in a sensuous rhythm. He spun Xander around and Xander looked up, not into the red eyes of the Host, but into a pair of icy, arctic blue eyes. Xander felt caught in the stare, and couldn’t break free. The other dancers near them had moved away from the couple, they could feel the tension between them.

“Ummm th..th..thanks for the dance bu..but I’m here, I’m not…I mean I’m here with someone, not alone.”

“Yes, you are with someone, beautiful one, me.” The voice was deep and hypnotizing, the tone of the voice, strong and compelling. It was low, with a strong Russian accent. “Why don’t we go over to my table. I would like to know of you, and introduce you to my family.” The man had Xander’s arm in a tight grip, and was trying to angle him off the floor to the other side of the club. Xander began to struggle and tried to pull away from the man.

“No..I’m here with, I’m with…Angel…ANGEL!!!” Before the word completely left Xander’s mouth, Angel was beside him. Angel knew there was going to be trouble, the blue eyed man was a vampire, an old powerful one.

“The boy is with me.” Angel reached over and removed the man’s hand from Xander’s arm. “He may not know what you are, but I do. He’s mine, and you know he’s mine!”

“Marked, but not claimed, Angelus, of the line of Aureleus, or is it just the souled Angel now? Until he is claimed, I can still court him; show him the advantages of joining me.” He ran one cold finger down the side of Xander’s face. “Such a beautiful childe he would make, strong and perfect. A wonderful addition to my family.”

“It is still Angelus…MASTER, of the line of Aureleus, and the boy is MINE!! Do not dare to touch what I have marked as mine!” Angel growled angrily. “Touch mine and I will hurt you, hurt mine and I will destroy you and your line.” Xander stood quietly, slightly to the back of Angel, leaning into him. He wasa foa fool, he had learned enough from working with Buffy and Giles, to know this was a power play. He had to make it clear, he submitted to Angel. Angel had completely vamped out; power seeming to pour from him. He put his hand on Xander’s arm. “Wait for me in the car, Alexander.” Angel softly kissed his lips.

“Yes Master Angel.” Xander kept his eyes down, but took Angel’s hand and kissed it. Angel turned him around and gave him a little nudge towards the door. Xander was nobody’s fool, and wanted this vampire to know he was, without a doubt, Angel’s. At any other time, he would have loved to tease Angel about the look of shock on his face, but he knew that this was neither the time or nor the place. Xander wanted to run so badly, but knew it would make the wrong impression. He sauntered, no other word could describe it, a hip swinging, loose jointed stroll that would have made a cheetah proud. He gave every appearance of being supremely confident in his Master’s ability to protect him. He could wait till he got in the car to fall apart.

Lorne walked up to the glaring pair and informed them, “Gentlemen, you must abide by the rules of Caritas. This is neutral territory, and there is no fighting. Master Devarakov, I realize you are new to our lovely city and didn’t know. Master Angelus I understand you feel provoked, but it must stop. There are no exceptions.”

Angel bowed slightly to the blue eyed Master, “I realize you feel Alexander is fair game because he is not claimed, but I assure you that the next time you see him, he will be. He is mine and he remains mine.”

“A great pity I did not see him sooner, you would have stood no chance with him. Your are lucky in your chosen one, he is a beautiful boy. There is a power about him that I can’t place. Is there nothing I can offer you for him?”

“No, he will not only be claimed, in the future as he matures, I fully expect him to be my consort and life-mate. I just wait for him to grow up, he is still but a child.” Devarakov nodded to Angel, walking off to join those waiting for him. As he walked off, Angel gave a sigh of relief.

“Angel, sweetcheeks, that was too close. I don’t like to tell people what…what am I saying? Of course I like to tell people what to do. Claim the tall, dark cuteness now, tonight. If scary, frozen blue eyes sees him again and he’s not claimed, your boy will be gone.”

“Only if Devarakov wants to die, along with every childer and minion of his line.” Lorne was looking at the true Master of the line of Aureleus for the first time, and knew he never wanted Angelcakes this mad at him. “Lorne, I’ll bring Xander back another time, he enjoyed it here. But I think we need to call it a night.”

“Sweetness, he’ll enjoy it more next time if you get on the floor with him. All you have to do is hold on and sway, it’s not like 200 years ago.”

Angel said goodnight to Lorne, and headed to the limo. The driver was waiting to open the door for the approaching vampire. When he spotted Xander on the seat, he was hunched in the far corner, rocking slowly and crying. “Baby, I’m fine.” Xander, hearing Angel’s voice, lunged across the seat to him.

“Annggeell, I was so afraid. Yo..you were al..alone and he ha..had friends.” Xander was still crying as he crawled onto Angel, straddling his legs, and resting his head on Angel’s chest. Angel hugged his boy, then tapped the divider, to let the driver know to leave.

Angel was rubbing up and down Xander’s back, trying to comfort him. “Master Angel??? Does this mean you’ll bow down to me, obey me, and be my slave?”

Xander snorted, “Yeah as if…” He looked up at Angel through thick inky eyelashes and shyly smiled. “I’ll be your love slave though, I’ll even kneel before you.” With that bit of sly innuendo, he wiggled just enough to bring their burgeoning erections together. “Ever want to do it in the back of a limo?”

“Sweetness, what makes you think I haven’t?” Angel smirked at the look on Xander’s face. “Two hundred years, remember? It was actually in the back of a very fancy, very high class, you could even say regal, coach. I guess you could call it the 19th century equivalent of a limo.”

“Who..I mean…wow. It was like a..a Duchess or a Lord or Prince of something?”

Angel laughed and kissed Xander soundly. “Actually it was William and Drusilla, the Duke was, well, he wasn’t aware of what we were doing in his coach. He had the misfortune to lose a poker wager to Angelus.”

“Bet that’s not all he lost, huh?”

“Xander does it bother you, for me to mention things that happened before, when I was Ange”

”

It was Xander’s turn to kiss his mate. “Nope, that was then, and now your Angel. I know Angelus is still in there, he’s part of you, the part that protects me, like tonight. I love every part of you.” Xander wiggled against Angel again, a little slower and a little harder this time. His eyes were becoming darker with passion and he was panting lightly. “I want every part of you, NOW! Please Angel, want you, now.” Xander turned around on Angel’s lap so he could lean and and pull his boots off. Angel leaned forward and kissed the back of his neck, tslowslowly licked and nipped at the back of his ear. Xander moaned and leaned back against Angel.

“We’ve go to get you out of those pants love.” Xander didn’t say a word just unfastened his leather pants and started shimmying to get them down his hips. When he had them off, he turned back around and straddled Angel’s legs again. Angel ran his hands up Xander’s chest, catching the black tank and shoving it upwards as he went. When he raked his nails lightly over the hard, protruding nipples, Xander arched back and moaned deeply. Angel licked first one hard nub, then the other. He suckled each in turn, then started nibbling on them. Xander was lost in the sensation, tossing his head from side to side, panting and groaning.

“God, now Angel, please, want to feel your dick…” Xander lifted up just enough to unfasten Angel’s pants and release his engorged, weeping cock. He rocked his body until their cocks were rubbing against each other. Angel grabbed Xander’s hair and pulled his face forward towards his waiting lips. He began to devour his boy’s sweet mouth. He ran his tongue over the tempting lips, then nipped the pouty bottom one. He plunged in to the inviting warmth when Xander sighed. He pulled back, and whispered close to Xander’s ear, “Turn around my heart, I want you now. Are you ready to take me deep into your hot ass? Are readready to ride my cock until you scream?” Xander moaned loudly. Angel loved Xander looking like this, his lips swollen and red, his eyes dazed and dreamy, his jutting cock, rock hard, the head purple and dripping. Just for him, always just for him. “Work my pants down and then turn around love.” Xander worked the pants down to Angel’s s ths then turned around, his back to Angel’s front, straddling his thighs. He could feel Angel’s hardness rubbing up and down the c of of his ass.

“Angel please, quit teasing. Want you in me, fucking me…please.” Xander was moving back and forth, working Angel’s cock up and down his crack, it was getting moist and slippery from the precum dripping from the swollen organ. Angel reached under where his cock was riding the crack of Xander’s ass, and lightly fingered the rosy brown hole. It was slick enough from his dripping cock for him to work his finger into the grasping hole. Xander shuddered, as the finger bhed hed his body. Angel slowly began to finger fuck the writhing boy. Xander let out a keening wail when the invading digit found his prostate. Angel pulled the finger out. He reached into his pocket for the small tube of lube he had put there before they left the house. He knew his boy well enough to know how the limo ride would end tonight.

“Get up on your knees, love. Yeah just like that.” Angel slicked up his fingers and slowly pushed two into Xander’s wiggling ass. Xander pushed back against the fingers, trying to impale himself on them. Angel added a third finger and began to move them against the grasping ring of muscle. When Xander’s waiting hole was loose and ready, Angel covered his painfully hard erection with gel. He took hold of Xander’s hips and slowly began to lower him onto his cock. Xander wiggled his ass and sunk down until he felt the crisp hairs against his ass cheeks. All action stopped as Xander moaned loudly and laid his back against Angel’s chest. Slowly he raised himself a few inches, then lowered himself back down on his lover. He repeated this several times, until Angel thought he would lose his mind. He grabbed Xander’s hips and began to arch upwards as he pulled Xander down on his dick. He thrust faster and harder until he was ramming into his boy, grunting and growling. He couldn’t stop; he would die if he had to stop. This was his love, his mate…just HIS. Xander leaned back and wrapped his arms around Angel’s neck, twisting his head around for a hard violent kiss.

“Angel..now..please..harder, oh God, touch me, please touch my dick. I want..I need. Please Angel..now…please now.” Angel screamed , “MINE” and sunk his fangs into Xander’s offered neck. Xander howled, his body arching violently as he erupted so hard that his cum hit the black dividing window. Angel was lost in the taste of Xander’s arousal; it spiced his boys blood and made it almost addicting. As Xander came, the tight sheath around Angel’s cock tightened, clamping down and squeezing his erection until his cum exploded into the grasping hole. One more intoxicating swallow and Angel carefully eased his fangs back and licked the wound gently. Xander fell back against Angel’s chest, shuddering. Angel gently eased his boy up off his softening cock and turned him so that Xander rested against his chest, his head going instinctively to the hollow of Angel’s shoulder, where it fit perfectly. Xander rubbed his face sleepily into the comforting hollow.

Yawning he said, “I knew you’d do it tonight. The minute I saw the Russian’s eyes.”

“Oh you did, did you? And just how did you figure it out?” Angel kissed the tip of Xander’s nose.

“Easy, pack mentality. Something threatened your pack, you responded the only way an alpha male could.” Xander yawned again, it was getting harder to keep his eyes open.

“So I’m an alpha wolf now?”

“You, my love, my Angel, are the alpha of alpha males. Sleepy now, no talk, talk later, sleep now.” Xander’s body was beginning to go limp as he tried to sleep. Angel reached over to the, now empty, champagne bucket, and got the towel that had been wrapped around the bottle. He used the damp towel to wipe himself clean, then his sleepy love.

“Oh, no sweetness, pants first, sleep after.” Angel grinned as he watched his boy try to wiggle into the tight leather without leaving his lap. “Xander you have to move a minute so I can get mine up. Come on sleepy head, clothes first, before the driver opens the door and gets a show.” Xander moved over just far enough for Angel to be able to pull his pants up and zip them. He moved back on Angel’s lap as soon as the zipper was up. “Happy, mine?” Angel asked as he gently fingered the marks on Xander’s neck.

“Yours, forever yours.” Xander sighed happily as he snuggled back down on Angel’s chest, falling off to sleep again. Angel’s brat had had a very good night.
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