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The Birthday Present	By : SpikesEvilbint Category: Angel the Series > Slash - Male/Male Views: 9975 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N It will be no surprise to know that this chapter involves Spike/Angel :)

Chapter Thirty-Three

Getting rid of Oz�s car and finding another was easier than either vamp had anticipated. They parked in the largest lot that they could find in the next town and wandered around to the farthest reaches of it to find a replacement. They grinned at each other like kids when the second car they tried, was not only unlocked but had the keys under the visor. Angel and Spike knew that it wouldn�t be long before it was listed as stolen so Angel drove speedily on to the next town. They moved inland, not wanting to stay on the coastal road for fear of running in to an Initiative patrol.

Angel inclined his head towards a shabby looking motel on the outskirts as they drove by it. Spike pulled a face but nodded his agreement. It seemed that he wasn�t going to get quite the luxury that Warren had been enjoying. Angel drove on and parked the car in a lot belonging to the town�s shopping mall. He reached over and gently stroked Spike�s face. Spike recoiled, flung open the door and leapt out.

�Spike! What�s wrong?� Angel called out as he got out of the car more slowly. Please don�t say you�ve changed your mind.

Spike slammed the door closed and turned to face Angel. �If we don�t make that sodding motel in like five minutes, I�m gonna be in real trouble whether you give me permission or not!�

Angel grinned. �Come on then!�

Together the two vampires walked briskly to the motel. Spike hung back as Angel booked the room and paid on his credit card; he wasn�t happy to interact with strange humans. It still felt wrong to be doing what he wanted.

Angel politely thanked the receptionist, picked up the key to the room and touched Spike�s arm as he got to him. Spike followed him to the room that was situated at the rear of the motel.

�I asked for one as far from the other residents as possible,� explained Angel with a leer at Spike. �No need to worry about noise.�

Spike�s smile was more like a grimace. He hadn�t gone this long without sex since he�d been in the program. His erection was beginning to hurt. He hoped that Angel would allow him to come soon. He saw nothing wrong with that thought.

Angel grabbed the back of Spike�s head as soon as the door to the room was closed and locked. His lips met Spike�s hard enough to bruise. When Angel pulled back, he pointed to the king-size bed that was covered with - his toes curled in horror � a flowery threadbare quilt.

�Get undressed and get on there,� Angel growled.

Spike let out a soft moan as he stripped, his cock bobbed against his stomach when he sat on the bed.

Angel pushed his shoulders. �Lie down.�

Spike let himself fall back on the bed and then wriggled further up it until his head was on the pillow. Angel was breathing heavily at the sight of Spike�s naked form, lying there, waiting for him. The power that it gave him was intoxicating. Angel had always been an alpha-male. Dominance was as much a part of him as the soul that he carried.

Spike�s eyes never left Angel�s face, not even as Angel released his long, thick cock from his pants. Despite the return of his memories, despite the fact that his chip no longer worked, despite the fact that he was free � all Spike could think about was making sure that he pleased Angel. Just as he had with Lindsey when influenced by the drugs. Thoughts of his own pleasure, his needs, receded as he waited to see how Angel would use him.

Angel straddled Spike�s legs as he knelt on the bed. He leaned forwards and roughly pulled the pillow from beneath Spike�s head before thrusting it under Spike�s ass. Angel fingered Spike�s pucker and Spike rotated his hips to more readily accommodate him.

Without speaking, Angel held out his hand to Spike, who eagerly took each finger in his mouth coating them with saliva. Angel used them to rub around Spike�s hole and smiled as he breached the entrance with one finger. Spike groaned and bore down on him, wanting more, needing more.

The finger was soon joined by another and then by a third. Angel crooked his fingers and stimulated Spike�s sensor enhanced prostate. Spike�s eyes lost focus as the sensation wiped conscious thought from his mind. Angel pulled Spike down to the edge of the bed when he found that even with the pillow; he couldn�t get the right angle. Spike felt as limp as a rag doll as Angel repositioned him, putting Spike�s ankles over his shoulders.

Angel lined up the head of his cock to Spike�s now gaping hole and with no regard to Spike�s comfort he rammed his full length into him. Spike�s eyes flew open at the invasion, feeling his body tear. He grunted at Angel withdrew and repeated the thrust. It hurt. But that was right wasn�t it. He was Angel�s to use as he saw fit. Angel felt a pang of guilt when he saw that he�d caused Spike pain. He shifted slightly and made sure that his next movement hit the sensor on Spike�s prostate.

Spike�s grunts were replaced by soft moans as the sensor turned the pain into extreme pleasure. His cock ached, and a tingle was spreading from his balls.

�Angel! I�m gonna��

Spike tensed and came in long cool ribbons over his belly. He pushed his hips upwards trying to seek friction but ultimately not needing it. Angel growled ferociously.

�I told you not to come!� He grasped Spike�s softening cock hard enough to bring tears to Spike�s eyes.

�S-sorry,� said Spike with a sob. �I tried but I couldn�t ��

�If you do it again, then you will be sorry. Understand?�

Spike nodded. Angel resumed his movements seeking his own pleasure. The blood from the injury made when he first entered Spike, added extra lubrication and it took Angel ten minutes before he shuddered to his climax. He�d made sure that he hadn�t stimulated the sensor once after Spike�s unscheduled ejaculation.

As he withdrew his cock from Spike�s body, Angel was hit with a wave of guilt. It was smeared with blood. He glanced at Spike, who hadn�t moved. What have I done? Why did I treat him like that?

�Spike?�

Spike opened his eyes and smiled up at Angel. He slid down of the bed, giving a sharp intake of breath as his abused arse was jarred as he knelt in front of Angel. He slid a hand up Angel�s leg until he got to the vampire�s genitals. Spike glanced quickly up at Angel�s face, but his expression was unreadable. Spike leaned forwards and began to lick the mixture of blood and come from Angel�s cock.

Angel stiffened not only his posture, but also his cock. Given the right stimulus a vampire could get hard immediately after orgasm, and boy was Spike giving him the right stimulus. He heard Spike sigh happily as Angel�s cock hardened. It was easier to clean like this.

Angel meshed his fingers behind Spike�s head and shoved his hips forward. The order was clear to Spike though no words were spoken. He opened his mouth and swallowed Angel whole. Spike tentatively placed his hands on Angel�s hips and was pleased that it was allowed. He worked Angel�s cock with his tongue, putting the stud in his tongue to good use. Spike brought Angel to a climax in less than five minutes.

Spike made sure that Angel�s cock was licked clean before he took his mouth from it. His own cock was hard again but he paid it no attention. Not his decision after all.

Angel sank gratefully onto the bed, the force of his orgasms had made his legs weak and his head swim a little. He glanced at Spike who was watching him from his position, kneeling by the bed. The submissive look on Spike�s face angered Angel. It made him feel guilty that he wasn�t treating Spike as an equal, but he was his grandsire, Spike could never be his equal � not sexually at least.

Angel recalled all the times when he had tried to beat Spike into submission after Drusilla brought him home. Maybe he should have tried using sex back then? Would he have been more willing to accept the dominance of his sire? Angel smiled. He wasn�t so sure. The boy just couldn�t help rebelling. It had taken three years and all of the technology that The Initiative boasted to bring Spike to this stage. Though Angel had to admit to himself that he was surprised how Spike had reacted to him now that he was free and had his memories.

Angel leaned down and stroked Spike�s head.

Long may it last.

Although Angel knew that Spike was waiting for permission to join him on the bed, Angel didn�t give it and after a while Spike sighed and lay on his side on the floor. Angel threw him a pillow which Spike caught and put under his head. Angel smiled as he heard Spike muttering under his breath as he wriggled to get comfortable.

Not completely submissive then?

Spike huffed for a few minutes before settling down to try to go to sleep.

Wouldn�t hurt the big git to let me up there with him. The bed�s bleeding huge.

A voice in Spike�s head asked hesitantly �why don�t you just get on the bed? He hasn�t said that you can�t�. He shook the thought away. He didn�t want to run the risk of making Angel angry at him.

I must have made Lindsey angry otherwise he would never have given me to his dad.

Spike felt much safer to just be near to Angel. Not to have to think too much. His head still hurt if he thought too hard.

*~*~*~*

The shrill ring of Angel�s cell phone made both vampires startle awake. Not least because the ring tone was Barry Manilow�s �Mandy�.

�Turn the fucking thing off!� wailed Spike as he pulled the pillow over his head, forgetting his decision to do what Angel wanted and not to upset him.

Angel fumbled in his discarded jeans pocket before finding it and pressing the answer button.

�Angel, is everything okay? You haven�t called to be relieved,� snapped Buffy.

Angel couldn�t help but grin. He�d been relieved all right. �Sorry, Buffy. I should have called. I found Spike.�

He noticed Spike�s head pop up at the side of the bed and Angel beckoned him onto it.

�You found him?� yelled Buffy, loud enough to make Angel wince. �Why didn�t you call? Poor Oz has been watching Lindsey�s house all day and Willow�s just gone to take over from him.�

God! She sounds bitchy. How could I ever have wanted her? Angel stroked Spike�s stubbly scalp. Spike sighed happily and snuggled in close to him.

�Um�well, he was a bit upset and disoriented and so I drove him out to somewhere more neutral so we could talk.�

�Talking in a way that involves a bed?� I can�t believe he wants Angel over me!

�No,� lied Angel. �He just needed some time with family.�

Angel writhed on the bed as Spike began to lay soft kisses along his chest.

�Look, I�m going to take him back to LA with me. He won�t kill again, Buffy. I�m sure of it. If he does I�ll stake him myself.�

Spike moved further south and Angel tried to push his head away but it was too late, Spike�s mouth was firmly attached to his rapidly hardening cock.

�But �� started Buffy.

�I�ll call when we get to LA, okay. I�ll let Giles check him out and see whether he thinks the same as me.� Angel closed his eyes as Spike nibbled at his balls. �Um�got to go. Long drive and all.� Angel severed the connection and then turned the phone off completely.

Spike�s eyes were full of mischief as he glanced up at Angel. Angel scowled at him and he dropped him gaze immediately and went still.

�Come up here,� said Angel.

Spike gave Angel�s balls one last lick and then shuffled up the bed until his face was level with Angel�s.

Obedient Spike. Never thought I�d see the day. Angel�s cock throbbed with desire for the younger vampire. �Now did I hear you cussing when you heard my ring tone?� said Angel, his tone mocking.

He was pleased to see Spike grin and lose the wariness in his body language. Angel wanted him submissive sexually but not cowed all of the time.

�Yeah, bloody right you did. Not something a bloke wants to have to wake up to.�

Angel slid his hand along Spike�s chest until he came to his genitals. Angel stroked Spike�s cock to attention. �So did you make yourself come last night?�

Spike hissed softly through his teeth at the sensation. He shook his head. Angel increased his rhythm and Spike thrust up into Angel�s tight fist.

�Good boy,� said Angel. With his other hand he began to caress Spike�s balls and smiled as he felt them tighten. �Do you want to come now?�

�Oh, God, yes!�

A few pulls later and Spike came with a groan. Angel caught the spendings in his palm and Spike leaned towards him to clean up.

�No, Spike. We haven�t any lube and so this will help. Turn over.�

Spike grinned and rolled over so that his face was on the mattress and his ass was in the air.

Angel slapped his butt lightly before smearing the spendings around Spike�s pucker and over his own cock. He spent a little more time in preparing Spike this time and though his size made Spike tense for a second, Angel knew that he hadn�t hurt him too badly.

Angel fucked Spike until he came with a yell that made him thankful that the neighbouring rooms were unoccupied. He�d carefully avoided hitting the sensor on Spike�s prostate. No need for the little vampire to come again so soon.

I�ll have to get some toys when we get to LA, thought Angel with a smirk.

Angel withdrew and Spike lay flat on the bed with a sigh. Spike had missed being used as often as this. He thought of Lindsey with a pang of regret. He wished it were him fucking him.

�When we�ve showered, we�ll head back to LA,� said Angel as he strode to the bathroom.

Spike rolled over so that he was on his back. �Fucking hate LA,� he grumbled.

Angel laughed. Yes, not so broken if he still hates LA. Angel tried to convince himself and his soul that he wasn�t doing anything wrong.

*~*~*~*

Spike had insisted on buying some different clothes before they left for LA. On seeing Angel�s platinum credit card he had tried, unsuccessfully, to get Angel to buy him another long black leather coat.

Spike wondered, not for the first time, what had happened to his beloved duster. Was some shit of a tech wearing it now? Spike had reacted to this refusal in the only way he knew how. He stamped his feet a lot and pouted. Angel grabbed him by the back of the neck, pulled him into a changing cubicle and forced him to his knees. Keeping a hand on Spike�s shoulder, Angel used his other hand to free his cock.

�See to this and then stop freaking pouting or else we�ll never get on the road,� ordered Angel.

Spike hesitated for a second, resenting Angel�s belligerent tone, but then sighed and got to work. He used the tongue stud to help bring Angel to a rapid climax. Seeing Angel�s expression put Spike back into a good mood and when a woman stared at them as they left the cubicle, Spike couldn�t help but lick his lips suggestively and wink at her. He chuckled as she blushed and hurried away.

�Spike, behave,� said Angel, but he too was laughing softly.

Angel hired a car to drive to LA, not wanting to risk a stolen one being spotted by the cops. A vamp in a stolen car was likely to be staked before any questions were asked. The small company that Angel chose was unlikely to have heartbeat or temperature detectors in place. Vampires weren�t allowed to drive � even with their owner�s permission. He�d get Giles to take it to the airport for collection.

Spike laughed out loud when he saw the car that Angel had hired. The small compact car was a lot different to his usual sporty Viper. Spike reclined the front seat back and snoozed his way to LA.

*~*~*~*

Spike hung back behind Angel as they went in to the old hotel. He remembered that the Slayer�s old watcher was part of the rehabilitation team here and he wasn�t entirely sure that the fact he had killed two Slayers would be ignored. Spike glanced at Angel.

He wouldn�t have brought me here if the Watcher was going to be a problem, would he?

�Angel! You�re back,� said Giles, walking towards him with his hand outstretched.

Spike knew who it was before Angel had spoken. The tweed gave it away.

�Giles, how are things? Any problems while I�ve been away?� replied Angel.

Spike�s jaw dropped as Angel pulled the man into a hug. He coughed and shifted from one foot to the other.

�Giles, this is Spike,� said Angel as they parted. He beckoned for Spike to come closer.

�So I see,� said Giles coldly, his eyes hard behind his glasses.

Spike was ashamed to find that he couldn�t hold his stare. He dropped his eyes to look at his boots and shoved his hands into the pockets of his jeans.

�Um�Angel�if my being here�s a problem ��

�It�s not,� interrupted Angel. He stared at Giles. �It�s not. You�re family and you�re welcome.�

Giles nodded slightly. Angel was probably the best one to have a chance of making sure that the blond vampire didn�t kill again, but Giles couldn�t forget the fact that Spike was un-chipped.

�Spike, welcome to the Hyperion. We�ve got four other vampires here at the moment. I�m sure that you�ll meet them in due course,� said Giles.

�Um�thanks,� muttered Spike, keeping his eyes firmly on the floor.

Giles watched him curiously. Was this really Spike � William the Bloody � Slayer of Slayers � that his Watchers� Journals were filled with? He looked nothing like what he expected. Where was the arrogance that he�d read about? He seemed more subdued than any vampire they�d had through the program. Giles didn�t miss the fact that Spike kept nervously glancing at Angel every few minutes as if waiting to be told what to do. Was it an act? Or was Spike really that broken? It looked like he now thought that Angel was his owner, or was it simply the sire/child bond at work?

Angel asked Giles if he�d deliver the hire car to the airport for him and Giles was happy to oblige. He caught the keys that Angel tossed to him and disappeared through the front door of the hotel.

Spike visibly relaxed when Giles left. Angel took Spike�s hand in his own; he was surprised to find that it was shaking.

�Are you okay?� he asked Spike.

�Y-yeah, I�m fine,� replied Spike a little too quickly to be believable.

Angel gave Spike�s hand a little tug. �Come on, let me show you around.�

By the time that Angel had given Spike the grand tour, introduced him briefly to the other residents vampires and led him upstairs to his room, he was finding monosyllabic Spike rather wearing. What�s going on with him? He normally can�t keep his mouth shut for two minutes.

Spike barely took anything in as Angel showed him around. His mind was in turmoil and he didn�t know why. He wanted to be near to Angel, to be safe but for some reason, a large part of him was screaming to leave. To make his own way, not cling to Angel�s coat tails.

Angel pushed open a door on the third floor. �This is my room.� Spike followed him in and smiled at the sight of the bed. He took Angel�s arm and made him turn to face him. Spike stood on tiptoe and kissed him tentatively on his lips before Angel�s arms engulfed his body and he dipped his head, allowing Spike to reach his mouth more easily.

Spike�s hands slid down Angel�s body and began to unzip his flies.

Angel broke off the kiss. �You don�t need to do this,� he whispered.

�I do. I need you, want you,� Spike mumbled.

Not taking advantage if he wants it. Angel�s soul wasn�t quite as convinced but when Spike dropped to his knees and wrapped his lips around his erection, he wasn�t strong enough to stop it.

Spike skilfully brought him to the brink and then ignoring Angel�s protests, he stopped his work and swiftly dropped his own jeans to his ankles and bent over with his hands on the bed.

�Please, Angel. I need it.�

Once again Angel made Spike lick his fingers before he pushed them inside of Spike. He scissored them a couple of times before he could resist it no more, and lined up the head of his cock. Spike pushed backwards and Angel was soon buried up to his balls in his grandchild.

Tears ran down Spike�s face as Angel used him. He hated the fact that he only felt safe when Angel was shagging him. What was wrong with him? Why hadn�t the return of his memories mended him? It�d get better, wouldn�t it?
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