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To Live Again	By : moosesal Category: AtS/BtVS Crossovers > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 2327 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 4 - Coming Home

Angel was pacing back and forth in his suite wondering where the hell Will was. It was nearly sunrise and he wasn't home yet. Oh, God. What if something happened? What if some humans attacked him on his way home and he couldn't defend himself?

Pacing. Pacing. Pacing.

What if he started acting like the old Spike and Wesley staked him?

Pacing. Pacing. Pacing.

What if he picked up some guy at that bar and isn't coming back? Why did I have to choose a gay bar. Okay, so that doesn't really matter. Will was never choosy about his partners. Men, women, human, vampire. At least he wasn't like Dru, she'd fuck anything when the mood hit her.

Pacing. Pacing. Pacing.

"Hey, Angel. Is everything okay? You look worried." Angel turned around to find Will standing in the doorway staring at him.

"Where the hell were you? Do you know what time it is? Do you have any idea how worried I was?" Angel's voice rose with each question asked.

Will cowered, afraid Angel was going to punish him the way Angelus had done in the past. "S-s-sorry, Sire. The meditation took a while and then Wesley I were talking about England and the time got away from us and .

Angel suddenly realized that at some point he'd vamped out and Will seemed scared of him. He allowed his face to change back and tried to fix things. "I'm sorry, Will. I didn't mean to yell, I was just worried about you. I was imagining all kinds of bad things like humans attacking you or Wesley staking you. And it's nearly sunrise."

"Umm, Angel? I'm a Master, you think I don't know how to head for shelter when the sun comes up?"

"I know you do, Will. It's just ..."

"Just what?"

"I started wondering who you might seek shelter with" Angel muttered.

"What?" Will was flabbergasted. Was Angel jealous?

"Well, I know there are a lot of attractive guys at that bar I sent you to, and ..." Angel trailed off, embarrassed by what he'd been thinking. He was acting like a father whose teenager had broken curfew. He had no right to be possessive when it came to Will. He'd abandoned him years ago, the childe/sire bond was essentially nullified by his actions.

"Angel ... Wes and I left the bar 30 minutes after he got there and went back to his place. We went through the first of my exercises and then we talked, had some blood -- well he had tea, but ... What are you _really_ worried about?" Will sensed that there something on Angel's mind. Something more than wondering why he was so late getting home.

What am I really worried about? When did he become so damn insightful? "You just got here, I don't want you to leave. I've ... I've missed you. I miss what we used to have ... before my soul, before I left you and Dru. Before we met up again in Sunnydale and I treated you ..." Angel trailed off.

"I've missed you too, Angel, and now that I'm here I'm not leaving. I told you already, you're going to have to kill me to get rid of me." Will stepped forward and looked up into Angel's eyes. "You're my sire, this is where I belong."

Angel hesitated and then his feelings spilled forth, "But I'm not Will. I gave up my rights as your sire a long time ago. You're a Master now. You're not some fledgling anymore, I can't control you. Hell, you'd probably kick my ass if we were to fight. And ... I don't want to control you."

"You're right, I could kick your ass, but that's beside the point. What do you want?" There was hope mixed with fear in Will's eyes. Does he want me to stay forever? Or does he want me to go and make things easier on him?

"I ... I want ... I want you to be my equal. No more calling me Sire."

"All right, luv, I can handle that." Will grinned, trying to lighten the mood a bit.

"And ..."

"Oh, jeez, what?! What else is there? Spit it out already!" Spike was coming out again. Will grew impatient with Angel's inability to express himself.

"I want you to let me love you ... make love to you." Angel stared at the floor, unable to look at Will's eyes in case they held rejection.

"It's about bleedin' time. The last few nights I was wondering if you were ever gonna get around to shaggin' me. I was beginning to think my looks were fading. And with no mirror--"

Will's words were cut off as Angel's lips met his in a seering kiss. Will parted his lips and allowed Angel's tongue entrance. Will ran his hands up Angel's back and into his hair as Angel moved his mouth to Will's neck, licking and sucking gently. He continued his way to the base Will's throat and kissed his way down as he unbuttoned his shirt. He gently pushed the shirt off Will's shoulders and moved back up, licking along Will's collarbone until Will tugged Angel's sweater up and over his head.

The two men stood so close that they could feel each other's energy, but weren't actually touching and then finally Will pressed his body against Angel's, cool flesh meeting as the two kissed again. Both reached for the other's pants at the same time and they quickly divested each other of the last remnant of clothes. Angel lifted Will, carried him to the bed, and hovered over his body just barely letting their skin touch.

Will could only take so much teasing and finally pulled Angel's body down hard on top of his. He arched up, pressing his erection against Angel's. "Oh, God, Angel. Forget the foreplay, I need you inside me. Now!"

Angel reached over to the nightstand and grabbed some lube. He slicked up his fingers and easily slid one inside his lover. Will opened right up for him as he always had. Angel tried two and then three fingers with the same ease. He quickly lubed his hard cock and positioned himself at Will's opening. He looked in his lovers eyes and smiled. "Are you ready, Will?"

"Yes. Please, Angel, I need you." With that, Angel slowly slid inside the body he had missed for a hundred years."

"I've missed this, Will. I've missed being with you ... inside you ... loving you." He grabbed Will's hands with his own and raised them above their heads as he slowly rocked their bodies together. *This is heaven, this is home. This is where I belong.* "I love you, Will."

"Angel!" Will cried out in pleasure.

"I" thrust "love" thrust "you" thrust "Will." Thrust. "I love you." Thrust.

"I love you too, Si -- Angel."

Angel crushed his lips to Will's and continued making love to him until he could feel Will's climax approaching. "Be my equal? My ... mate? Forever?" he asked.

Will looked into Angel's eyes, searching for confirmation that his Sire was really asking him to be his mate. That he was sincere. That this was what he really wanted. Angel's eyes were questioning, but clear. Angel wanted him.

"Forever," Will whispered as he tilted his head to the side baring his neck. As one, they bit into each other and drank. They could feel their blood mixing. Will started to come and the gentle pull of his muscles brought Angel over the edge with him. As their simultaneous climaxes rolled through them, they each saw into the depths of the other's soul. But instead of the horrible images they usually saw inside themselves, all they saw in each other was beauty. As they looked deeper within each other they both saw the same thing staring back at them.

"Wesley," they both whispered as they stopped drinking.

~*~

After their exhaustive love making, Angel and Will had fallen asleep wrapped up in each others' arms. Angel awoke to the sound of knocking at his door, his vampire sense of smell told him that it was Cordelia.

Angel leaned over and kissed Will softly before extricating himself from his lover's embrace and leaving the warmth of their bed. He slipped on a pair of pants and headed for the door. Cordelia's knocking had become more urgent and as it was before noon, Angel worried that something was wrong.

He opened the door and saw a smiling Cordelia standing in the hall. "Good morning, Angel." She started to step past him and into his rooms, but he stopped her and pushed her into the hall and stepped out pulling the door behind him. Cordelia looked up at him, puzzled.

"Will's asleep," he stated as if that explained everything.

"Oh." It was then that Cordelia noticed that Angel wasn't wearing a shirt and saw the faint traces of a bit mark on his neck. "Oh! Oh my, I didn't realize. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt. I'll just be going." Cordelia's face had turned bright red and she started to walk away. Angel reached out and grabbed her shoulder to stop her.

"Cordy."

Cordelia stopped but didn't turn around to face him.

"Cordy you didn't interrupt anything, we were just sleeping. Was there something you needed?"

"Needed?"

"Yeah, you know I usually sleep at this time of day, unless there's something going on. Was there a reason you came knocking on my door?"

"Oh. It's nothing. I just thought maybe you'd like to have lunch or something."

Angel knew she was lying. He could hit iit in her voice. "Cordy." He turned her to him and saw that she was holding back tears. "What is it?"

"So ... you and Will? You're ... together?" Cordy forced a smile, pretending to be happy for them.

Suddenly Angel realized what was wrong. "Yes." He paused as he saw a single tear roll down her cheek. He reached up and brushed it away with his thumb. "I'm sorry, Cordy. Things between William and I have been complicated for a very long time, but it seems as though everything has fallen into place."

"But ... he just got here. He's only been here for a few days, Angel. We ... I thought we had something. You and I ..." her voice trailed off as the tears spilled forth.

"Cordy ... you are very special to me. You helped me with Connor, you've been here for me for what feels like an eternity. I love you. But ..."

"But you're not in love with me. Right. I understand." She started to pull away, but he stopped her.

"I'm sorry. I hate that I've hurt you." He looked into her eyes, hoping she would see that he was sincere and that he really was sorry.

"I know, Angel." She paused and looked at him. She wiped her eyes and forced a smile. "Do you love him? Is he the one that will make you happy ... forever?"

"Yes, I love him. I've loved him for a long time. Even when I hated him, I always loved him. We're ... we're mated now."

"Forever, then, huh?" She grinned.

"Yeah, forever." He smiled back.

"Well, I guess I have to go shopping then. What's a traditional gift for a vampire mating? China? Linens? A one-year subscription to the exotic animal blood-of-the-month club?" Cordy smiled a genuine smile. "If you're happy, I'm happy for you. But if he hurts you, I'll stake him."

Angel knew she was hurting, but he also knew that she really was happy for him. "There's somebody out there for you Cordy. Mr. Right will come along and you'll be happy that you're not stuck with a brooding old vampire like me," he joked.

"Yeah. What was I thinking?" She paused and just looked at him for a few minutes. "Well, I'll let you get back to sleep. I'm sorry I woke you. We have a client coming in at 4 o'clock, but until then we don't need you downstairs."

"Okay, thanks." He turned and walked back to his door. "I'll see you later, Cordy." With that he opened the door and stepped inside.

"Well that was interesting. Seems things weren't as over as you thought, huh?" Apparently, Will had been awake and listened to the entire conversation.

"Yeah, I guess not. But everything's cleared up now." Angel stripped off his pants crawled back into the bed. Will immediately snuggled up to him and rested his head on Angel's shoulder.

"Did you mean what you said?"

"All of it, but which part are you referring to?" Angel asked with a smile.

"The part where you said you always loved me, even when you hated me?" Will's words were soft and uncertain.

"Yes." Angel kissed the top of Will's head and held him close. "I've always loved you and I always will. Now let's go back to sleep, I'm exhausted. We'll talk later. There's the little matter of Wesley that we need to discuss."

Will didn't respond to that comment. He knew what Angel was referring to. They both had an interest in the man. Later they would discuss what they were both thinking and feeling and decide what to do ... together. Will closed his eyes and let sleep take over his body. Angel soon followed.

~*~

Angel woke a few hours later to the sound of Will humming in the kitchen. Angel rose from the bed, walked into the kitchen and watched his lover crumble some crackers into the mug of blood he'd just pulled out of the microwave.

"Ugh. How can you eat that?"

"Gives it texture. And a little extra flavor. I never understood why you don't eat real food. I love to eat. And since I lost my bite, food and sex are the only real pleasures I have left."

"I just don't see the point in eating, I never did. We don't need food, but you always ate. I remember how much you used to love chocolate." Pause. "Chocolate candy, chocolate cake, hot chocolate..." Angel trailed off.

"Mmm. Buffy's mom made me hot chocolate once. She put these little marshmallows in it." Will was lost in thought for a moment. "She was a good woman. Kind. ... I miss her." Will sipped his blood and came back to the present. "So ... you still want to have this big talk about Wesley?"

"Yeah, might as well get it over with." Angel stepped to the fridge to get himself some blood but stopped when Will opened the microwave and handed him a mug. "Thanks." He made me breakfast. Angel smiled to himself.

Angel's smile was not missed by Will, who was pleased to see his sire -- no his mate -- happy. "So ... do you want to tell me what your feelings are? What happened between you and Wes before he took Connor and everything fell apart?"

"Why do I have to go first? I seem to recall you have some Wesley issues too," Angel whined.

"I made breakfast," Will replied. "Just spill it, Angel. Everything, don't hold anything back. You know I can tell when you're keeping things from me."

"That's just it, Will. There's nothing to tell. Nothing's ever happened."

"No stolen kisses behind closed office doors? No longing glances across an alleyway while dusting vampires?" Will grinned as he asked questions he already knew the answers to. He knew Angel had never done anything with Wesley; he knew Angel wouldn't allow himself the pleasure for fear of Angelus.

"No. I've always just ... kept my distance. Wesley's so ... smart and honorable and beautiful ... and I was always too scared to let him know how I feel … And then things with Cordy ... hell, I don't even know if Wesley would consider being with a human man, much less a male vampire."

"He would. He has." Will interrupted with a grin. He remembered Wesley's face the night before at the bar and the way Wes had looked at him after the meditation, while they sat talking about England and demons and Angel.

"What?" Angel asked. He was flabbergasted by Will's comments.

"Last night wasn't his first time in that type of bar, Angel. He's been to several of them in London ... repeatedly ... on purpose." Will cocked his eyebrow as he relayed this information.

"Really? Huh, I picked the place because I thought it might remind him of England, but I had no idea it would be so ... familiar."

"Yeah, well it was. Anyway, please continue with your feelings about Wes."

"Well, Cordy and I, we seemed to be going somewhere and then Groo came here and she went away with him--"

"Groo?" Will had no idea who Angel was talking about.

"I'll explain about him some other time. Anyway, I was alone and Wesley was always there ... he was a good friend ... until he took Connor and then ... well, you know what happened."

"Yes, but I don't know what you were feeling."

"Well, Lorne told me I needed to forgive Wesley in order to forgive myself for losing my son."

"Lorne's a smart man," Will said with a grin.

"Yeah, but instead of forgiving him, I tried to kill him. I told him I understood what made him take my son and then I put a pillow over his head and tried to kill him. I had to be pulled off of him. I hated him, Will. But deep inside I hated myself because I wanted to kill someone that I loved." Pause. "I haven't been able to get him out of my head. I've forgiven him, but I can't get myself to face him to tell him. I don't hate him anymore."

"What do you feel?"

"I guess ... it's kinda like how it is with you. I love him. ... Even when I hated him -- I loved him." He paused and looked into Will's eyes, but I love you. I'm not going to ruin what we have because of some unknown, misunderstood, nonexistent relationship with Wesley."

"Angel ... if you love him you need to tell him. It's not going to ruin what we have, I won't let it. You need to tell him that you forgive him and that you care about him. I like Wesley, he's a good man. He's ... he's my protector." Will was hesitant to share this with Angel, but after everything Angel had said and after everything they'd shared that morning when he came home, Will felt the need to be honest too.

"Your what?" Angel asked, obviously perplexed by Will's statement.

"My protector." Will went on to explain everything that had happened during his meditation session and how Wesley had made him feel safe and comfortable. "He belongs here ... with us ... both of us," Will stated when he finished his story. "Bring him home."

"Now?" Angel asked.

Will looked directly into Angel's eyes. "Yes, now. You've waited long enough."

Angel nodded and went to get dressed.
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