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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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Chapter Thirty-Eight

Spike moaned softly. His head ached, but he couldn�t remember drinking any liquor. He smiled as he went to roll over. Lindsey. The boy still loved him. They�d made love. They�d talked.

Spike�s eyes snapped open when his efforts to snuggle up to Lindsey told him that he couldn�t move. His eyes darted around the room in panic and his breathing began to hitch. He wasn�t looking at the dingy apartment that he�d fallen asleep in. He was in a sterile, cold room that was all too familiar.

The Initiative!

�No!� he yelled, his voice echoing back at him from the white tiles that covered both floor and walls.

He thrashed in his restraints but although he could raise his head, everything else was firmly strapped down. He wasn�t surprised to find that he was naked. His head throbbed even more as in his distress he began to pant heavily. He suddenly realised that Lindsey had drugged him.

Spike vamped out and roared. �The bastard!� As he bared his fangs in frustration and fear, he felt blood begin to drip from where the crooked fang cut his mouth. He closed his eyes and guessed that he wouldn�t have any for much longer.

The door was flung open and Spike�s features faded to human as he stared at who had just walked in.

�Well, well, Sparky. I bet you didn�t expect to see me again.�

Spike shook his head rapidly. �No. No, it can�t be. I��

�I know all too well what you did to me,� growled Warren.

Spike closed his eyes. �Dreaming,� he muttered. �Not real.�

Warren grabbed at Spike�s balls and squeezed hard. He grinned. �Believe me. It is real and it�s gonna get a whole lot more real too.�

He let go of Spike�s balls and walked closer to his head. Spike�s eyes widened as Warren vamped out his features and licked his teeth with his tongue. His perfectly fucking straight teeth!

�The one you ripped out, grew back nicely didn�t it? I suppose I should thank you for extracting it so cleanly.�

�But�how��

�Thing is. Even though you turned me, it didn�t affect what was in my head.� Warren tapped the fingers of his right hand against his temple. �They still needed me.�

He glanced around the room and spotted a chair near a desk in the corner. He strolled over and dragged it back so that he could sit next to Spike.

Warren reached out and grabbed Spike�s chin, his fingers digging painfully into the flesh. �They still had to work on me a little though.� He pushed Spike�s chin as he let go and Spike�s head hit the metal table with a crash, making his eyes involuntarily water.

Warren stood up and to Spike�s rising horror, opened his pants. �They did a bit of tidying up down here.�

The pants fell to Warren�s ankles. Spike didn�t want to look, but couldn�t not. Warren had been castrated. His cock looked strange hanging on its own. As Spike watched, Warren pulled at his member and smiled nastily as it began to fill.

�That�s what they said. �It will look much tidier with none.� Can you fucking believe it? They wouldn�t have done it but for you ripping one off.�

Warren vamped out again and growled dangerously at Spike, his hand never stopping from its rhythm on his cock. �I made an implant so I can still get hard; can still feel pleasure when I stick this inside. I miss them though. It�s not the same when I climax and nothing comes out.�   He hissed through his teeth and Spike guessed that he�d brought himself off.

Warren tucked his softening cock into his pants when he pulled them up. He reached over and grabbed Spike�s balls. �I wouldn�t be allowed to give you the implant, even if I wanted to. Which I don�t.�

He let go of Spike and walked around the table. �Life�s not so bad, I suppose. Have to live here all the time. I�m not allowed out.� He gazed wistfully up at the ceiling. �I�ve never seen the night since I�ve been here.� He met Spike�s stare. �I yearn for it, you know? To go out at night. To be a proper vampire. But I�m on a leash. Got to do as they say or else�� He abruptly clapped his hands together making Spike jerk and cry out. ��the pain chip kicks in. Never realised quite how much that thing hurt �til now. Or if I�m really bad the chip can make me dust.�

He was back close to Spike�s head now. �I developed it and then the bastards put it in me!� Warren winced as the chip gave a warning twinge of pain for talking against The Initiative.

He let his fingers touch Spike�s face.

�But there are some good things too.� He grinned. �I get to play with you!�

Oh, shite.

Warren traced his hand slowly down Spike�s chest, pinching the nipples, left first and then the right. �These need piercings again.� His hand went lower still. Warren chuckled as Spike�s body tensed. �I�ve done quite a lot of thinking about what I�d do if I managed to get my hands on you again.� He smiled at Spike. �A lot of thinking. And then when I decided what I would do, I had to wait � not to use it on anyone else, even though the curiosity was nearly killing me. Now I�ll get to find out.�

He stayed silent after that and just began to caress Spike�s penis and testes. It scared Spike all the more for the gentleness of the touch. He closed his eyes.

�Please�� he whispered as a tear fell from his right eye.

�Please, what? Stop? Continue? Gotta give me more than that, Sparky.�

�Don�t,� mumbled Spike as despite his terror, his cock thickened and his balls drew tight.

�Don�t do what I intend to do?� asked Warren, growling quietly at Spike�s closed eyes. �Open them. Trust me. You won�t want to miss the last time that you can come.� He increased the pressure and speed of his hand. �I still remember mine. Pisses me off that it was just jerking myself off and not ramming it into some hot chick.�

Spike opened his eyes. He still tended to do what he was told especially if he was stressed, and he was certainly stressed right now.

Two more pulls and Spike came. His eyes rolled back as he groaned with the release of his seed. Warren let go of Spike�s cock and waited until he looked like he was aware of his surroundings again.

�So. Do you want to know what I�m gonna do to you first, or do you want it to be a surprise?�

Spike�s mouth opened but no sound came out.

�Well, I�m gonna tell you, �cause I�ve looked forward to this for so long.� Warren was practically hopping from foot to foot in his excitement. �Ever wondered what it would be like to have balls but no cock?�

�W-what?� Spike stuttered.

�You heard me. I�m going to take away your cock. It�ll heal overnight if my testicle is anything to go by. Then, tomorrow, I�m going to insert a nice, big vibrating plug and when that baby hits your sensor, I�m gonna sit and watch what happens.� Warren leered at Spike. �Do you think that it�s actually possible for testes to explode?� He laughed. �May as well get started.�

Warren walked to the cupboard and selected a scalpel and some suture materials. He returned to Spike who by now was trembling violently. He moved Spike�s limp cock from side to side to decide where to make the incision and then picked up the blade.

Spike�s eyes widened.   �Lindsey�� he whispered.

Warren paused and smiled nastily.   �He can�t help you n��

Spike closed his eyes to avoid the dust getting in them. He opened them as he felt the straps being unfastened.

�You took your bleeding time!� he hissed, vamping out as relief and anger battled it out in his mind.

�Sorry. Got cornered by one of the techs. Couldn�t avoid it without looking suspicious,� Lindsey said quietly.

Spike sat up as soon as his hands and torso were free and worked on one set of leg restraints as Lindsey worked on the other.

�You drugged me, you bastard,� growled Spike, still in vamp face.

�Sorry. Thought it�d look more believable and didn�t think that Warren would work on you if you were unconscious.�

Spike swung his legs to the floor but almost fell as he tried to stand. Not so delayed shock at what had so very nearly happened. His features shifted to human.

�He-he was gonna��

Lindsey wrapped his arms around him. �I kinda got the gist. You going to be okay to carry on?�

Spike swallowed hard and nodded. He�d come this far � no turning back now. He watched as Lindsey poured more dust on the table from a bag. Lindsey had told Spike that Warren�s chip would dust him if he put a vampire down without permission. They set it up as if Warren had lost his temper with the vampire that had sired him and paid the price. This meant that if they achieved nothing else today � then The Initiative would no longer be searching for Spike.

�Okay,� said Lindsey. �Remember what to do?�

Spike�s eyes flashed amber. �Yeah, got to be a good little toy and do what ever you say.�

Lindsey had the good grace to blush guiltily at Spike�s words.

�Spike, I ��

�Forget it. We covered it last night, okay.�

�But ��

�Leave it. We�ve go work to do.�

�Okay. Ready to go?�

Spike nodded.

�Whatever happens � don�t speak � don�t make a sound,� cautioned Lindsey.

Spike rolled his eyes. �Yeah. Yeah.�

Lindsey grabbed him and pulled him close. They kissed deeply and Spike was pleased that he�d just been wanked off otherwise he�d be paraded into the very heart of The Initiative with a hard on.

They stared at each other for a moment after their lips parted. Spike tilted his head and pushed a strand of hair away from Lindsey�s face. Lindsey swallowed hard then jerked his head to the door. Spike nodded and then meekly walked in front of him as they went out into the corridor. Lindsey locked the door behind them, so that no one would discover the remains for a while.

Of all the things that Spike had been through over the past few years, walking naked down the oh so familiar corridors was one of the hardest to bear. Even though Lindsey whispered reassurances and touched him briefly when he could, he still felt terror twisting his guts into knots.

�Hey, Linds. What have you got there?� A tech in a white lab coat said when he saw them.

�Spike. Stop,� ordered Lindsey.

Spike immediately halted and stood with his eyes downcast.

�Spike?� queried the tech. �Isn�t that the toy of yours that went missing?�

�Yeah,� replied Lindsey. �Got him back.�

Spike tried to remain impassive as the tech reached out and clutched his exposed genitals.

�How come he�s still got these?�

�The boss wants to check him out first � find out what went wrong.� Lindsey could hardly keep from punching the guy in the face for touching Spike like that. �The surgery is scheduled for five pm.�

The tech nodded enthusiastically. �I�ll make sure that I�m there to see it. It�s always good to watch the other vampire�s reactions. Especially the newbies. That�s always such a laugh!�

Spike began to clench his fist before he remembered that he shouldn�t be able to respond to anything unless told to and relaxed them again.

I�m the fucking demon and he�s laughing about watching vampires get cut to pieces!

Lindsey put a hand on Spike�s shoulder. �Better get going. Don�t want to keep the professor waiting. She wants to test its chip. I screwed it up when I did some unauthorised extras to it.�

�Oh, man!� the tech said, smiling broadly. �What did you do to him?�

�Um, well. I gave him his voice back and use of his hands,� said Lindsey.

�But didn�t it just yell at you and complain all the time? That�s why we mute them in the first place. Boy, do owners not need to know what their toys think of them.�

Lindsey glanced at Spike and saw a muscle twitching on his jaw. Did he think things like that about me? Does he still only think he loves me �cause of all the drugs I pumped him full of? He looked back at the eager faced tech. �I wiped his memory. He didn�t know that he wasn�t human.� Lindsey closed his eyes as shame washed over him. How could I do that?

�I never understood why we don�t do that as routine.�

�It�s probably because it can fail, like it did with this one. Then he escaped and the bastard killed my dad.� No need to add that Lindsey had felt like killing his father and himself when he realised what had gone on in that basement.

�Well, you�ve gotten him back and if you keep him in here you can really have some fun with him.�

�I intend to,� said Lindsey. �Look, I really have to go.�

The tech nodded, leered at Spike and then walked away. Spike let out a deep breath.

�How the fuck can you stand working here?� he hissed at Lindsey.

�Shut up!� whispered Lindsey. �You know why.�

Spike nodded slightly and walked on when Lindsey told him to. He�d been astonished to hear that Lindsey was the �inside man� that Giles had spoken of. When his father had been killed, Lindsey had left college and gotten a job at The Initiative because he wanted to bring as much pain to the vampires as possible. When he actually saw what went on, he was appalled and sick to the stomach. He was glad that he was working in the offices and not the labs but when anything �big� was happening, it was standard practice to go to watch the procedure.

He told Spike of how he�d managed to get Angel out but not before the surgery had taken place. Lindsey looked at Spike now and shuddered when he thought about what would have happened if he�d been a couple of minutes later.

Lindsey had gotten in touch with Buffy and Giles through Oz after he opened up to his old friend when they�d met up for a few beers. He hadn�t seen much of Oz since Spike had escaped and he�d soon found out why. He had vowed from that moment onwards to help in any way that he could. The ultimate goal being to expose the place for the torture chamber that it was and closing it down.

The general public were ignorant of exactly what went on to �train� the remote controlled vampires.   He�d certainly not really given it much thought when he�d begged to have one for his birthday.   He�d never realised that vampires could feel things like a human could. More so, with their heightened senses. Lindsey wasn�t na�ve enough to think that vampires were the good guys but having talked with Buffy, he knew that the old way was the best. The Slayer fought against evil and the balance was right. The Initiative had even started to �make� their own vampires by having the captured ones sire human runaways that the capture teams came across.

It was footage of this that Lindsey was going to try to get. He�d told Giles and Buffy of it when he�d been horrified to witness the turning of a young boy. He�d been barely fifteen years old. Since then, Lindsey knew that The Initiative had �sired� twelve other kids and had plans for more. The fledges were so much easier to train than the established captured vampires, as they had no idea what had happened to them. The feelings ripping through them without a sire�s guidance made them more susceptible to the rules of the program. Of course, waking up for the first time with a pain chip in their head made them think that the pain was �normal� if they did anything wrong.

When he and Spike had talked, Spike had immediately insisted on coming with him. No one left the employment of The Initiative. If you wanted to leave, you ended up the next new inmate, and so Spike told Lindsey that he wouldn�t let him go in alone. Lindsey had to admit that having an un-chipped vampire at his back was reassuring. At worst, between them they�d be able to take a few of the top brass out before they got killed.

Lindsey�s heart had clenched when Spike had insisted on returning to the place that had tortured him for so long. He�d sneaked a look at Spike�s training file when he�d first started working there. A swift dash to the bathroom followed soon afterwards as his breakfast made a reappearance when he read and saw photographs of what Spike had endured. Lindsey would die before he let The Initiative have their hands on Spike again. He�d agreed to dust Spike if things went wrong and whilst it would feel like he was dying himself, he knew that he�d have the strength to do it.

�This is it,� said Lindsey softly as they approached the office of Professor Maggie Walsh � the instigator of the whole program.

Spike glanced back at Lindsey and gave him a ghost of a smile. �You never told me to stop.�

Lindsey again felt the weight of his love for Spike. How could he joke about what he had been? He dropped his eyes, once more ashamed of his part in Spike�s torture. If there were no customers for the vampires then there would be no reason for the program to exist.

Spike touched Lindsey�s hand. �Hey.�

Lindsey looked up and blinked back the tears in his eyes. �I�m okay.�

Spike grinned. �So what say we have some fun?�

�Fun?� Lindsey said weakly.

�Yeah!�

Spike bounced on the balls of his feet. Adrenaline was kicking in at the prospect of taking out the director of the whole program. His eyes flickered between amber and blue, and Lindsey suddenly realised that he was standing next to the top of the food chain of predators.

Holy crap! He looks hot.

Lindsey shook away his thoughts and nodded to Spike. �Like we planned, right?�

Spike nodded. He was having trouble keeping his demon face from showing. Inside this room was the woman responsible for everything.

Lindsey rapped on the door. Both vampire and man held their breath.

�Enter,� a woman�s voiced barked in response.

The pair exchanged a glance before Spike dutifully let his gaze drop and waited for Lindsey to open the door.

�Walk inside and then stop,� snapped Lindsey, and he followed him in.

�Aha. The wanderer returns,� Maggie Walsh said coldly as she got up from behind her desk.

She strolled around Spike, her eyes raking over him. She pushed Lindsey back a couple of steps when he was in her way.

�So it just turned up at your apartment?� she asked, her eyes not leaving Spike.

For a moment, Spike thought that Lindsey would fall for her trap. There was no way that Spike could have known Lindsey�s new address. Spike dare not risk at glance at him.

�No, ma�am. I spotted him when I was driving by where my folks used to live,� replied Lindsey. �I do that from time to time.�

Walsh nodded. �I�m sorry for your loss.� She softened her voice as she added. �This is why the procedures that you applied to the vampire are not available as optional extras. They�re not safe.�

Lindsey looked off. �Yeah, I know.�

�So how did you capture it?�

�That was the easy part. See, when Warren worked on him for me, he made the vampire think that he loved me. He wanted to be with me.�

�Where has it been all this time?� asked Walsh.

�I don�t know. As soon as I got him back, I drugged the son of a bitch and got a team to bring him in,� replied Lindsey brusquely taking a step away from the immobile vampire.

�We will soon find out for you. I understand that you want it to remain here for your use?� Lindsey nodded. �That�s no problem. But it will be subjected to whatever procedures I think appropriate, understand?�

Lindsey nodded again. Any time you like, Spike! For fuck�s sake, shut the bitch up.

As if he had heard Lindsey�s thoughts, Spike�s hand snaked out, quick as lightning, and grabbed Walsh by her throat.

�Shut up with your bleeding yammering,� he snarled, finally allowing his features to morph.

He clamped his other hand over her mouth before she had the time to yell out. He bared his fangs at her, growling as he tasted the blood from the crooked fang. Her eyes went towards Lindsey. Spike shook her.

�Don�t look at him. You�re not fit to look at him.� He squeezed his hand tighter and Walsh gurgled and scrabbled at it with her fingers. Spike cocked his head and grinned. �Now you�re going to tell us the combination to the safe where the videos are kept. He shook her again, more violently this time and laughed as her head was wrenched from side to side. �Yeah, the ones that show you turning runaways into the next generation.�

�Take it easy, Spike,� cautioned Lindsey, resting a hand on the vampire�s arm. If Walsh was unable to speak, they�d never get the footage.

Spike glanced at him and sighed before loosening his grasp on Walsh�s neck a little. He put his face right up next to hers. �When I take this hand away, the only thing I want to hear is the combination to the safe. Understand?�

The woman nodded as much as his hold on her allowed. Lindsey watched Spike in a combination of lust and fear. Spike looked like�well, he looked totally vampiric! His whole demeanour left no room for thinking that if he decided to kill you that you could get away. His body was taut, muscles clearly defined, and his cock was rampant. Lindsey couldn�t look away from it. Spike was seriously turned on by the violence of the situation. Lindsey gulped a bit and then spoke.

�So what is it?�

Walsh coughed a couple of times. �You�ll never get out of here alive.�

Spike licked the right side of her throat. �Wouldn�t bet on that, love.� Walsh shuddered.

Lindsey gasped and almost came right there, right then. Fuck! Concentrate!

�S-six, five, six, two, one,� rasped Walsh.

Spike nodded at Lindsey � their roles now reversed � Spike totally in charge of the situation. �Open it.�

Lindsey scurried to the safe and smiled at Spike as the door clicked open. He rifled through the contents. �Got them!�

�You got a machine in here that we can check them on?� asked Spike.

Walsh nodded. �The cupboard on the right. It�s all set up. Just insert the tape.�

Lindsey went over and pushed each tape into the machine just long enough for the screen to show that they were the right ones. The hairs on the back of Lindsey�s neck bristled as Spike began to growl � a low feral sound � as he saw the images.

�Go outside and wait for me,� ordered Spike. He looked at Lindsey, his eyes pools of burning amber. He turned back to face Walsh. �This won�t take long.�

�Spike ��

�Leave!� snarled Spike without looking at him.

Spike shrugged when Lindsey remained stationary. �This will hurt a little.�

He clamped his hand back over Walsh�s mouth as she realised what he was going to do and tried to scream. He threw his head back and laughed as the acrid scent of the urine streaming down her legs filled the room.

Lindsey couldn�t move. Couldn�t look away.

Another lazy lick along the jugular and Spike bit deep into her neck. The slurp of her blood being sucked into Spike�s mouth seemed as loud as thunder to Lindsey. He watched as Walsh�s eyes rolled back and she went limp in Spike�s strong, one-handed hold. Spike didn�t stop until her heart had.

He dropped the body and it fell in a crumpled heap at his feet. He wiped the blood that had run down his chin on his arm, leaving a red smear on it. As he turned to Lindsey, Spike�s face shifted back and their eyes met.

�Not gonna apologise for it,� said Spike quietly. �She had it coming.�

Lindsey just stared.

�Fucking say something!� How can he love the monster that I am? �Told you to sodding leave!�

Spike turned angrily away, knowing that although they�d close the hateful place down with releasing the tapes to the press, he�d lost any chance of being with Lindsey. His arm was roughly grabbed and he spun round to find Lindsey�s lips hitting his own with bruising force. Spike whimpered into Lindsey�s mouth as he felt a warm hand grip his throbbing erection. It only took a couple of pumps before he came, spilling his cool seed over Lindsey�s hand and shirt. His yell was muffled by the fact that Lindsey�s tongue seemed to have taken up residence in his mouth.

Lindsey smirked at the astonished expression on Spike�s face when he pulled back. �Didn�t want you going out there with a hard-on. That�s for my eyes only.�

�Wha�� Spike was incapable of words.

�Shut up,� said Lindsey, his smirk faded into a frown. �Now let�s get the fuck out of this place.�
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