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A Perfect Balance	By : dayrunner Category: BtVS AU/AR > Slash - Male/Male > Angel(us)/Spike(William) > Angel(us)/Spike(William) Views: 1402 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: A Perfect Balance

Author: Dayrunner

Fandom: BTVS - AU

Genre: Slash M/M

Pairing: Dom Spike, Sub Angel

Rating: NC-17 for M/M sex, vampire blood play
Summary: Angel was always human until Spike, a Master vampire, sired him. They are newly bonded and live in modern day Los Angeles. Angel is learning the vampire ways and Spike can be a cruel Master.
Disclaimer: Don’t own the characters and I make no money. This is for entertainment only.
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A PERFECT BALANCE

Spike and Angel hurried down the deserted streets of one of Los Angeles’ most notorious neighborhoods toward home. Their strides were long and fast, making their leather dusters billow away from their bodies like wings as they moved.
The Master vampire and his Childe had a particularly good evening demon hunting and they were pleased. Two vampires dusted and a nest of gargoyles destroyed... not bad for one night’s work. Dawn was breaking toward the east and they would be home with time to spare before sunrise.
The two men were covered with demon offal from their battles, the stink of victory lingering on their skin like a sweet perfume. The adrenalin pumping through Spike’s veins after a good fight always made him horny and tonight was no exception. Spike was so tempted to drag Angel into the nearest dark alley and fuck his brains out. He was so ready. The only thing keeping him in check was the vision of him and Angel in the shower together, and even that made his cock jump.
“Luv? A minute to catch up, eh?” Spike was starting to fall behind Angel as they walked. Spike was the shorter of the two and his legs were no match for Angel’s longer ones.
Angel stopped and turned to Spike.
“Do you want me to carry you, Sire?” Angel asked in all sincerity.
“Nah... just need a sec, pet.” Spike huffed as he scrambled toward his Childe.
Angel held out his hand and waited for Spike. When Spike grasped it, Angel pulled him up so fast, Spike slammed into Angel’s chest hard.
The two men looked at each other with lust filled eyes, still holding hands. Spike pulled Angel’s head down to his lips for a hard kiss, unable to control himself.
Angel wrapped his arms around Spike and held him tightly as they kissed. When Spike grabbed Angel’s balls and gave them a gentle squeeze, it made the young vampire’s cock jerk and grow hard. Angel groaned loudly.
“Sire...”
Spike’s hands glided over Angel’s body as he pressed himself against him, their arousal straining at the front of their jeans.
“God, luv... I want you so bad...” Spike gasped out between kisses.
“Then take me, Sire... whatever you want...”
Spike moaned when he heard Angel’s words. Words that could make Spike cum without ever touching Angel or Angel touching him.
Just listening to Angel saying those words over and over.
‘Whatever you want...’
Suddenly, a male’s voice caught Spike’s ear.
“Hey! Get a room, ya perverts!”
Spike grinned evilly at Angel.
“Should we give ‘em a show, pet?”
Without waiting for Angel to answer, Spike unbuttoned his jeans and slid them down past his hips. He pulled his duster up and shook his bare, white ass in the direction of the heckler.
“Like what ya see, wanker?”
“Fuck you, jerk off!” was the reply Spike got followed by the distinct noise of a window being slammed shut.
“Ow! Fuck!” Spike suddenly yelped out as he dropped to his knees, holding his forgotten hard on gingerly in his hands.
Angel was at Spike’s side in an instant, pulling him up by his armpits and carrying him into the narrow space between two nearby dumpsters. He set Spike down gently but Spike was still doubled over, cursing as loud as he could.
“Fuckin’ wanker! ‘ Wot the bloody ‘ell am I supposed to do now? Ow...ow.!”
Angel bent down behind Spike and wrapped himself protectively over Spike’s shoulders, shielding him with his duster.
“Let me help, Sire... tell me what you want me to do.” Angel whispered in Spike’s ear as he cupped his larger hands over Spike’s.
Spike shrugged Angel’s hands off his with a low growl.
“Gah!... Let’s just get the fuck home.” Spike mumbled as he straightened himself up and struggled to tuck himself back inside his pants.
Spike let Angel take his arm as they hurried toward home. Neither spoke. Spike out of embarrassment and Angel out of respect.
Both men were relieved when their apartment building loomed in front of them, happy to be home. Spike turned his key in the deadbolt and they hurried up the stairs to their loft. Before the door even closed half way, Spike was shucking his clothes off, leaving a trail of items as he headed to the bathroom for a hot shower.
Angel was left behind, as usual, to pick up after Spike.
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Spike liked long, hot showers, and tonight all he wanted to do was wash the stink of the hunt off himself and fuck Angel. He stepped into the stall and turned the water on, not waiting for it to get hot. Spike raised his arms over his head and pressed his hands against the wet tiles. He leaned in and rested his forehead on them while he enjoyed the feel of the warming water as it pulsed over his body.
Reaching over to the shelf where he kept an assortment of body washes and gels, he chose a musky sandalwood scented gel and started to lather up. Spike liked the feel of the froth on his skin over plain old soap and the fragrance was a nice one. Just because he was dead didn’t mean he had to smell like it.
Letting the water soothe him, Spike took a foam covered hand and slid it slowly over his semi-hard cock. The slippery suds let his hand glide effortlessly over the swollen flesh and he groaned softly.
Angel paced nervously back and forth in front of the bathroom door. Spike hadn’t invited him to join him in the shower, so he dared not intrude. The young vampire could smell his Sire’s arousal and it made his groin ache. He started a keen deep in his chest in frustration, sending waves of distress to Spike.
Spike’s hooded eyes shot wide open and he stopped stroking himself when he felt Angel’s distress over their blood link.
“Bugger all...” Spike groaned. Having a needy Childe did have its drawbacks, but it had its benefits as well.
Spike opened the link to Angel at full force, letting all the love and desire for his lovely vampire wash over the boy.
Come to me, my beauty... I need you... want you...
Angel began a soft purr when he felt his Sire’s invitation. His cock twitched in anticipation, making him squeeze himself hard through his jeans. Letting out a soft moan, he hurriedly stripped himself bare and headed toward the bathroom and Spike.
Spike turned around when he heard Angel come in, but his Childe hesitated to approach.
“C’mon luv, Spike coaxed. “Come in and join your old Sire...”

Angel seemed to blush, lowering his eyes in submission, as he approached Spike and stood in front of him.

“Tell me what to do, Sire... whatever you want...” Angel said softly.

Spike moaned and felt himself grow harder, his knees almost buckling under him.

The older vampire took his Childe’s face in his hands and brought his head down for a soft, loving kiss. They kissed slowly, tenderly at first, but their hunger for each other soon made them desperate and needy. Spike cupped Angel’s taut ass with both hands and pulled him roughly against him. Both men hissed loudly when their cocks touched.

“Touch me, Childe...” Spike commanded, his voice husky with need.

Angel put his hands on Spike’s shoulders and ran them lightly down his arms, then up again toward his chest. He ghosted his fingers over Spike’s well muscled and taught skin, stopping at his nipples to worry one, then the other, into hard buds. He lowered his head to kiss and suckle at one, while rolling the other between his fingers, making Spike groan with pleasure.

Spike put his hands on Angel’s shoulders for support as the young vampire slid his way down the slippery patterns of water flowing between their bodies He shuddered with desire as his boy licked, kissed and bit at his skin with blunt teeth, and a loud groan escaped from his lips. When Angel fell to his knees in front of him, Spike hissed and dug his fingernails hard into the boy’s skin.

Angel’s big hands grasped Spike’s narrow hips, holding him steady as he rubbed his face into the triangle of wet, soft curls. He took Spike’s throbbing cock in one hand, wiped it clean of suds, then moaned softly before he wrapped his lips around the swollen flesh to swallow him whole.

“Oh fuck, luv!” Spiked gasped out, going weak in the knees. Angel reached around Spike to cup his ass in his hands, steadying him.

Spike fisted his hands in Angel’s hair, trying hard to resist the urge to fuck his sweet mouth hard and fast. He took an unneeded breath before surrendering to the pleasure Angel was giving him. But, the sight of the big man on his knees, bobbing up and down on his cock while the steam and hot water surrounded them was too much for Spike.

“Bloody hell, luv... I’m gonna’...” was all the blond vampire could rasp out before he stiffened and shot his load of cum down Angel’s throat.

Angel swallowed greedily, making sure to milk every last bit of fluid from Spike’s softening member. When he was sure he had gotten all of it, he let Spike’s cock go with a little slurp, then licked his lips. The young vampire sat back on his haunches and looked at Spike. His huge dark eyes were filled with satisfaction and black with need at the same time; his neglected cock was painfully purple and dripping.

“Touch yourself, my beautiful boy... I want to see you to cum for me...” Spike ordered.

Angel closed his eyes as he grasped his throbbing and weeping shaft, stroking it lightly at first, but increasing the pace when he knew he couldn’t last long.

“Please, Sire... may I... cum... now... please?” Angel begged between ragged breaths and desperate strokes on his cock.

“Good boy... remembered to ask this time... cum...” Spike ordered. Angel groaned and stiffened, then spurted out thick jets of his cool seed over his hand and against the steamy tiles of the shower stall.

Spike growled with lust as he watched his boy cum and his cock began to harden and lengthen once more. He knelt down in front of Angel and wrapped the still shuddering man in his arms. When the spasms slowed and finally stopped, Spike took his boy’s face in his hands and kissed him tenderly.

“Do you want me, Childe?” Spike whispered softly into Angel’s ear. “Want me... inside... you...?”

Angel groaned and his eyes rolled up into his head at the thought of Spike inside him.

“You know I do, Master... please...” Angel begged quietly. “Please...”

Spike smiled as he stood up and pulled Angel up with him.

“Turn around, luv... spread your legs wide for me, like a good boy...”

Angel turned his back to Spike and opened his legs wide, shivering in anticipation.

Spike took a tube of shampoo from the shelf and squirted a heaping glob of the goo into his hand and held it under the shower head until it turned into a nice foam. He quickly turned off the water and slathered his now filled cock with a portion of the slippery stuff then turned his attention to Angel.

Angel flinched slightly when the cool lather touched his entrance, but Spike made him forget everything as he slowly filled him with one finger, then another.

“Brace yourself against the wall, luv...” Spike instructed as he added a third finger and moved them in and out of his boy’s tight pucker.

Angel spread his legs as wide as he could to accommodate the smaller vampire and braced his arms over his head against the tiles. He moaned and pushed back against Spike’s fingers every time his Sire hit his sweet spot.

“Please Sire... pleasepleaseplease... Angel began to chant like a mantra as Spike finger fucked him.

“Master...” Angel panted harshly. “Please...”

Spike could not deny his Childe when he called him ‘Master’. He quickly removed his fingers and lined up his cock with Angel’s entrance, sliding in with one smooth motion. Both men groaned loudly at the sensation; Spike at the almost virginal tightness and Angel at the feel of Spike’s cock filling him completely.

Spike reached around Angel to grasp his shaft and caressed it tenderly while he rocked against him. His motions were slow and unhurried at first, but when his boy’s hips started to thrust hard against him and he cried out for more, Spike sped up. He pounded into Angel hard and fast, unmercifully, bringing them both up to the point of no return. The two men tensed and cried out for each other as they came, almost violently, Spike filling his Childe’s bowel with his cool seed and Angel spilling ropes of cum over Spike’s hand and onto the wall.

Sire and Childe collapsed against each other and fell to their knees, still trembling from the force of their orgasms. Spike moved to face Angel and wrapped him in his arms. The young vampire sobbed quietly as his Sire held him tightly.

“I love you, Childe,” Spike whispered lovingly into Angel’s ear before he laved his claim mark, then slipped his fangs gently into the silvery scar. He only pulled a mouthful of the sweet nectar, not needing to feed, but needing to claim what was his. He swallowed his Childe’s precious blood, then licked the wound closed, sealing it with a kiss.

Spike made sure to keep his blood link with Angel open fully so his Childe could feel all the love and affection his Sire had for him, erasing any doubt that he was not loved or wanted.

“Drink from me, my sweet Childe,” Spike whispered softly to Angel as he turned his head and bared his throat for his young vampire.

Angel hesitated, not sure of himself, still afraid of hurting or displeasing his Sire, still afraid of not being able to control his hunger for his Master’s blood.

Spike sighed heavily but he was not angry with his beautiful boy. There would be plenty of time for him to be comfortable about taking blood from his Sire on his own. Truth be told, he found Angel’s gentleness and humanity to be an endearing trait for one who could one day be as powerful, or perhaps more powerful, than his own Master. For now, Angel was the perfect balance against Spike’s world weary, hardened heart.

Spike looked lovingly into Angel’s moist brown eyes before he bit into his wrist and offered it to him.

“Drink, Childe...” Spike whispered softly.

Angel smiled shyly through his tears and gratefully took Spike’s wrist to his lips.

~fin~
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