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Midnight and Roses	By : dayrunner Category: BtVS AU/AR > Slash - Male/Male > Angel(us)/Spike(William) > Angel(us)/Spike(William) Views: 5179 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Midnight and Roses - Chapter 6
Author: Dayrunner
Fandom: BTVS - AU
Genre: Slash m/m
Pairing: Dom Spike/Sub Angel
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Human Angel has fallen hard for Master Vampire Spike, but their road to true happiness is filled with obstacles. Buffy cannot accept Angel’s love for Spike and will do anything, even kill Spike to keep them apart.
Disclaimer: I own nothing and make no money from BTVS or its entities. This is for entertainment only.
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MIDNIGHT AND ROSES - CHAPTER 6
Angel had been in a deep sleep, nestled in Spike’s loving arms, for more than twelve hours straight. Spike had never left his side, other than to clean them both, after the claiming. The small vampire was still wrapped protectively around Angel’s thick body, his head resting on the broad chest, listening to the calm beating of his consort’s heart. Angel was his first human claim and he was already sensing what the big warrior was feeling as he slept. Spike took an unneeded breath and sighed in contentment.
Gradually, after a few more hours, Angel began to stir. He slowly opened his eyes and blinked a few times, trying to adjust to the dim light, not sure of where he was. His muscles were stiff; his nether regions ached a little, and not just because of the raging hard on he was already sporting. He shifted his weight a bit and looked down to find Spike cuddled against his chest, his beautiful azure eyes staring back at him. Then he remembered.
“Mornin’ luv...” Spike smiled before he hitched himself up to kiss Angel’s lips lightly.
“Spike...” Angel groaned as he kissed him back. “How long have I been out?”
“Guess ‘bout eighteen hours, all told. You were pretty well knackered after I claimed you.”
“Yeah. Well, it was pretty... intense...” Angel smiled weakly. His cock gave a hard jerk at the memory and his hand reached down unconsciously to give it a light squeeze.
“Spike... can we do... that... again?”
Spike growled lustfully and pushed his hips against Angel’s side, letting him feel his own arousal. Then he sighed.
“Not a good idea at the moment, luv. You’re still a bit too sore to have a go. But, there are other things we can do to get rid of a morning hard on, pet...” he grinned evilly as he sat up and wrapped his hand around the one Angel still had on his straining erection.
“Just let me do all the work, luv... you can lie there and enjoy, yeah?” Spike said softly as he gently removed Angel’s fingers away from his cock and replaced them with his own.
Angel hissed and bucked his hips as Spike gripped him firmly and started a slow, easy pace up and down his dripping shaft. As he stroked, Spike leaned in and kissed Angel’s claim mark softly, then moved to his lips. Their kisses were sweet, at first, but then soon became hungrier and more frantic as their passion grew. Spike moved to sit between Angel’s legs, facing him with his own legs on either side of the big man. Angel pulled himself up to face Spike, moving close enough until their cocks touched. Both men groaned loudly when Spike squeezed their straining and seeping shafts together in both hands and started to pump them hard. They weren’t going to last long. “S-Spike... gonna’...” was all Angel could gasp out as he started to come, shooting out his hot seed onto Spike. Spike gave their cocks a few more short, hard strokes before he howled and shot his cool cum over Angel in return. They embraced and kissed tenderly between harsh pants, then fell backward onto the bed, exhausted.
Buffy pulled herself back into the shadows, staring in horror at the sight of Spike and Angel jerking each other off. She covered her mouth with both hands to keep from screaming, but could do nothing to stop the stream of tears that ran down her face. Angel didn’t lie to her, she thought, as she tried to control the silent sobs wracking her small body. He had actually left her... for... Spike.
The vampire slayer closed her eyes and took a deep breath. This wasn’t right, she reasoned. Spike must have enthralled Angel to make him leave her; he was a seducer demon after all. No way would the demon hunter go to Spike willingly.
What a fool she was, not to see the signs. The way Spike looked at Angel whenever they were in the same room together, the way he would brush against the big man and make excuses to be alone with him, the touching. She never noticed, but everyone else did. Comments from Xander like, “Spike... you need to get a girlfriend...” Even Willow had noticed that Spike seemed “groiny” when he was in Angel’s presence. Giles had brushed her off when she had approached him about her concerns with, “Buffy, Spike’s a vampire and Angel is a demon hunter. They have a ‘unique’ relationship because of who and what they are. You shouldn’t worry...” then he would smile and clean his spectacles. No, this wasn’t right, she thought. She pulled out the stake from her back pocket and stepped into the dim light.
“Spike! You bastard!” She screamed as she raised the stake over her head and rushed full throttle toward the blond vampire.
Spike had known for some time that Buffy was in the shadows, watching him and Angel as they made love. He could smell her fear and arousal as she watched them; his vampire hearing picking up the sounds of her breathing and heart beat as they got heavier and more erratic. He was ready.
Spike warned Angel of the imminent danger through their blood link, and they both scrambled out of bed at the same time. It took Angel a few seconds to realize they were being attacked, but Spike already had the situation well in hand. Standing protectively in front of Angel, Spike watched as Buffy launched herself at him, stake raised, ready for the kill. Always one for a good fight, the blond vampire growled and hurled himself at the tiny slayer. His left arm blocked her downward swing of the stake while his right fist connected firmly with her jaw, sending her flying against the wall. He was on her before she even hit the floor, pummeling her face with hard punches as she screamed and struggled helplessly under him.
“Fuckin’ slayer!” Spike roared as all his strength was channeled into protecting his human.
“He’s MINE, ya bloody fuckin’ bitch!”
Angel had been stunned to see Buffy and it hadn’t registered in his mind that she was there to kill Spike. By the time he had realized it, she and Spike were at each other’s throat. Her screams, and the sight of Spike beating on her while she struggled under him, make him react. He rushed over and tried to pull his vampire off the slayer.
“Spike! Stop! Stop it!” he screamed into deaf ears.
Spike was beyond hearing. His blood was boiling and his demon was screaming for the slayer’s blood. All he had to do was change into game face and drop his fangs, then his problem would be done with. He had already killed two slayers; one more wouldn’t matter. His eyes glowed amber as he shook his head, the bones in his face crunching as the ridges formed. His fangs dropped and he was ready for the kill.
Buffy’s eyes widened in horror as Spike’s face changed and his fangs extended. She knew he was ready to kill her over Angel and she was helpless. As a last resort, she caught Angel’s eyes and pleaded with him.
“Angel! Please? Help me...”
Angel fell to his knees behind Spike and wrapped his arms tightly around his waist. He tried to pull him away from Buffy, but the small vampire was too strong. Angel was torn between his love for Spike and his distaste for Buffy. As much as he didn’t care for her, it was his duty to protect her, and he would. But, he would not hurt Spike; he did the only thing he could think of. Pressing himself tightly against Spike’s back, he bit down hard enough on his shoulder to draw blood.
Spike howled in pain when Angel bit him. He whirled around, taking Angel with him, then picked him up and easily threw him across the room. Angel crashed to the floor with a sickening thud and almost lost consciousness.
Angel had given Buffy enough time to escape from Spike’s clutches and it had confused the blood thirsty vampire. He stood, half crouched, half standing in the middle of the room, his amber eyes darting between Angel and Buffy.
“A-Angel...” Buffy whispered. Angel answered her with a quiet groan.
Spike cocked his head, listening to the breathing of the two humans. He recognized one as love, the other as death. His yellow eyes snapped toward Buffy, locking with hers. Buffy trembled in fear as she watched Spike slink toward her; a naked animal with an obscenely bobbing cock that slapped against his belly when he moved. He stopped in front of the slayer and put out his hand to her.
“Take his hand, Buffy...” Angel hissed as he watched them intently from across the room. “He needs to know you won’t hurt me...”
“No... I... I can’t...” she whimpered. Buffy had been confident that she would always hold the upper hand against Spike in a fight, but seeing the aged vampire in his true form scared her shitless, and she was not so sure of herself anymore. She rubbed her jaw, remembering the beating she had just received.
Spike started to growl.
“Just do it, for fuck’s sake, Buffy! He needs to know...” Angel said as he staggered toward them.
Buffy closed her eyes and took Spike’s hand.
Spike pulled the slayer up to her feet and stared at her with questioning vampire eyes. He dropped her hand and started to circle her predatorily, then stopped to sniff at her neck. Buffy stood frozen but almost fainted when Spike ran a wet tongue against her throat.
“Angel...” she gasped.
Spike moved away from Buffy when he heard her say his human’s name.
“Angel...” he said quietly. “Mine...”
Angel moved toward Spike slowly with his arms outstretched in a nonthreatening manner.
“Yours, Spike... only yours...” he whispered softly.
Spike eyed Angel warily, then looked back at Buffy.
“Mine...” he growled softly, then went over to Angel and wrapped his arms around his waist.
Angel pulled Spike tightly against him. “You’d better go, Buffy. While you still can...”
Buffy stared incredulously at the two naked and semi-aroused men as they clung to each other protectively.
“Yeah... going... I’ll go... now...” the slayer stammered as she gingerly backed away.
“It’s alright, Spike,” Angel cooed to the small vampire before kissing him on his blond curls. Spike looked up at Angel lovingly, his eyes flashing between amber and azure.
“Mine...” the blond vampire murmured before he sank his fangs into Angel’s claim mark.
“Yours...” Angel hissed as his eyes rolled back into his head.
Buffy looked over her shoulder one last time before she stumbled out of Spike’s bedroom. She watched in revulsion as Spike bit into Angel’s claim mark, then she turned on her heels and ran as fast as she could, trying to keep the nausea at bay until she got outside.

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