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Three's A Crowd	By : SpikesEvilbint Category: Angel the Series > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 2195 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Three’s A Crowd

Spike hummed quietly as he strode along the corridor towards their apartment. He grinned as he thought what a picture Angel’s face would be when he saw him. He’d called the big pouf an hour earlier and told him that he wouldn’t be back until dawn tomorrow. As if he’d miss their first official Valentine’s Day as a couple. Spike snorted. A couple. He still saw the quotes around it when he said it. It’s not as if they hadn’t had plenty of Valentine’s Days together. Spike smirked. And nights too. But finally, the old git had decided to admit to everyone that he was in love with Spike and that was that!

Spike began to chuckle. He wheezed and put one hand on the wall for support. He still couldn’t get his head round how open the pillock was being about their relationship. Relationship – more quotes. Spike wiped his eyes and tried to pull himself together. But a glance at the dozen red roses that he was clutching in his left hand set him off again.

Shite! Got me acting like a bleeding ponce now. Nearly as bad as him. I didn’t even nick them.

Spike finally got the mirth under control and stood up straight once more. He supposed that he really ought to start calling the berk by his proper name, but it just sort of went against the grain to call him Angel. Maybe he could call him Liam? The corners of Spike’s mouth twitched, and he began to walk towards their apartment once more.

All this sudden openness had come about after their brilliant – read disastrous – Christmas road trip to Cleveland. Here they were, nearly two months later and Angel was still trying to make it up to him. Spike scowled for a moment, as he remembered the sodding Namwons Demon being melted all over him by Angel. The smile was soon back on his face though and his cock jumped happily at the memory of the time they spent in that mausoleum afterwards.

Spike shook his head. He’d never thought that the old bugger was so flexible. Things you learn… Must be all that yoga and martial arts bollocks that the sod did. Angel had tried to get Spike to join him in his daily routine but Spike would rather lie on the black leather sofa, smoke a fag and watch. Since Spike had moved in with Angel, he’d tried to get Spike to quit smoking, but the blond’s only concession was to not smoke in the bedroom.

Slowing down and lightening his footfalls, Spike took the final few strides to the door. He put his hand on the handle and slowly turned it. He’d sneaked in enough times, without Angel being aware of it, to know exactly how slowly to turn it so that it didn’t make a sound. Expecting his lover to be listening to some brooding classical music, and reading a heavyweight tome of poetry, Spike was somewhat surprised to hear the lilt of romantic music and the soft murmur of voices.

Voices.

Two voices.

Spike suppressed a growl and let his features shift as he listened hard. He picked out Angel’s voice half way through a sentence.

“…Spike won’t be back tonight. The job he went to take care of is taking a little longer than I’d thought it would.”

“So, we’ve got lots of time to kill.”

Spike’s left hand gripped the rose stems so hard that blood began to drip onto the polished oak flooring. He didn’t notice.

He heard Angel laugh softly. A sound that normally had Spike’s cock leaping to attention, but the only thing it was doing now was stirring up Spike’s bloodlust.

“We sure do,” agreed Angel. “Shall I show you the bedroom?”

The stems of the roses snapped off and the deep red blooms fell to the floor.

“Why not.”

Spike could detect the smirk in the voice as Angel’s visitor replied.

Bastard!

Spike couldn’t believe that he was being cheated on – on bleeding Valentine’s Day no less – after the way the fucker had been acting lately. Spike’s heart sank. Maybe that’s why he’d been so smoochy – over compensating because he knew that he was being unfaithful.

I’ll rip their bollocks off and make them swallow each other’s!

Spike’s eyes hardened as he heard the familiar squeak as the bedroom door was opened. He let the broken stems fall from his hand, wiped the blood from his palm on his jeans, and walked stealthily further into the apartment.

He glared as he passed the dining table that was set for two – Angel didn’t normally eat anything other than blood - with candles waiting to be lit and a box of Spike’s favourite chocolates were on the coffee table.

“So is this how you want me?”

Spike bit his lip hard enough to draw blood to keep from yelling out. He hadn’t been mistaken. It was Lindsey. Spike blinked back tears. No wonder Angel had told him the cowboy wasn’t into men. He was saving him for himself. Spike had regretted ever telling Angel just before Christmas, that he had the hots for the human, but he’d thought it’d make Angel a little jealous and be more open about the two of them being together. And the Texan was really hot. He furiously blinked again.

“Love’s bitch,” muttered Spike. “I’m always sodding love’s bitch.”

Why did he always end up head over heels in love with someone who didn’t feel the same? He wanted to barge in and beat the shit out of both of them but he was transfixed, unable to do more than listen.

“A little higher on the bed,” said Angel.

Spike squeezed his eyes shut as the bed squeaked and the sheets rustled.

“Better?” asked Lindsey.

“Perfect,” said Angel.

Spike finally managed to move but only went closer to the door and peered through the crack where it had been left slightly ajar. Angel was kneeling on the bed, as Spike watched; he stroked the human’s cheek. Lindsey trembled at the touch.

“Nervous?” Angel asked softly.

Lindsey grinned for a second before it turned into more of a grimace. “Yeah, can’t deny it.” He shrugged and a pink flush spread from his neck to his cheeks.

“Don’t be. It’ll be fine.” Angel lay down next to him, their bodies touching.

“Easy for you to say,” replied Lindsey. “Not your first time is it?”

Spike breathed in sharply. It should be with me, not that bleeding bog-trotter.

“Really?” Angel said, half sitting up.

“With a vampire, not a guy,” Lindsey said. “I never thought I’d fall for a vamp, you know? But then…”

Angel leaned in and kissed Lindsey’s brow gently.

Spike tore the door from its hinges. “You two-timing fucker!” Spike roared, his rage finally taking precedence over his hurt feelings.

“What?” Angel had barely gotten the word out before Spike grabbed him by the throat and dragged him off the bed.

“What?” yelled Spike. “You buggering well know exactly what! ‘Ooh, let’s tell the world that we’re together’. Why the fuck did you bother if you’re gonna shag a bloody human!”

He glared at Lindsey, in full vampire mode, yellow eyes blazing. Lindsey let out an alarmed squeak and moved sideways across the bed, falling off the edge of it and landing in a crumpled heap on the floor.

Spike laughed. “Oh, you’re real brave aren’t you?”

“Spike! Leave him alone,” said Angel.

Spike whirled around and punched him in the face, sending the vampire reeling across the room.

“Give me one good reason why I don’t stake you and bite him?”

He turned to see Lindsey struggling to his feet. “I’d stay on the floor if I was you, mate,” growled Spike.

Angel glowered as he vamped out and snarled loudly. Spike returned his attention to him.

“Spike, baby, j—”

“Don’t fucking ‘baby’ me,” snapped Spike jabbing a finger at Angel.

Angel took a couple of quick steps to Spike and grabbed the smaller vampire’s arms. He gave him a shake.

“Just listen, for once you bone-headed idiot.”

Spike growled and head-butted Angel, hitting his nose with a satisfying crunch. “Get your bleeding mitts off me.”

Despite his nose feeling like it was about to fall off his face, Angel’s grip on Spike’s arms didn’t slacken.

“Look at him,” shouted Angel, inclining his head, with a wince, in Lindsey’s direction.

“What?” said Spike.

Angel took a deep breath and spoke slowly. “Look at Lindsey.”

Frowning, Spike twisted in Angel’s grip and stared at the human, who was now leaning against the wall looking like he’d rather be anywhere but here.

Spike shook his head and looked at Angel. “I don’t…”

“His neck,” said Angel rolling his eyes. “Holy crap, Spike, I don’t believe that I can love you when I know how freaking dumb you are.”

“I’m not dumb,” retorted Spike. “And how can you say that you love me when I come home on Valentine’s Day to—”

Angel let go of Spike’s arms and put both hands on the blond’s face and twisted him around to face Lindsey. “His neck,” he repeated.

Spike’s eyes widened and the Texan blushed furiously. Spike glanced back at Angel who had blood oozing sluggishly from his nose. “Oh,” he said weakly. He took a step backward and sat heavily on the bed.

“Yeah, oh,” said Angel.

“Um,” Lindsey said. “I guess I’d better leave.”

Spike looked up at him through his lashes and tried a sheepish smile. “Er…look, I’m really sorry…I just…”

“Yeah,” said the Texan. “This was a stupid idea anyway.” He ripped the ribbon from around his neck and tossed it to Spike. “Can’t believe I let myself get talked into it. See you around.” He gave a half salute and walked to the door.

Spike looked at the ribbon that the human had just thrown to him. His face split into a stupid grin as he read the tag on it.

Happy Valentine’s Day, Spike. Enjoy! Love you always, Angel xx

He gazed at Angel, who returned the grin and winked at him. “Hey, Lindsey,” he said. “At least stay for a drink?”

Lindsey chewed his lip and frowned. The sensible thing was to get out – now! Actually, the sensible thing would have been to tell Angel to get lost when he’d suggested tonight’s little train wreck of an idea, but he hadn’t been able to get Spike out of his thoughts from the first time he’d seen him. Lindsey glanced at him and felt his pants get tighter – the blond vampire was doing that thing again – the thing where he cocked his head on one side and gave a bit of a smirk. Lindsey knew that he was lost when Spike curled his tongue against his top teeth.

“I know I’m going to regret this—”

“More than wearing that?” interrupted Spike, smiling widely, throwing the ribbon back to him.

Lindsey caught it and stuffed it in the pocket of his jeans. He shook his head ruefully. “No. That I will regret until I die.”

Spike burst out laughing, and soon the other two joined in.

“Christ, I need that drink,” gasped Lindsey a few minutes later.

“Let’s go into the living room,” suggested Angel.

The two vampires exchanged a look when the Texan bolted out of the bedroom in relief.

The three of them didn’t properly relax until they had sunk a hell of a lot of hard liquor.

Spike had been getting increasingly aroused as they talked and drank. Angel had somehow managed to convince Lindsey to let himself be offered as a present. For him. Spike had to admit it was a bit of a strange way to show your love for someone – but, hey, vampires – normal rules don’t count.

“So…never done it with a vampire then, eh?” Spike asked Lindsey, quirking an eyebrow at him.

Lindsey shook his head. “Nope. Never found one attractive enough to risk baring my neck let alone my cock.” He took another large swig of his JD and pulled his eyes reluctantly away from Spike’s inquisitive gaze.

“Until now,” said Spike.

Lindsey looked at Angel first and then stared into his glass. “Yeah.” He lifted his head and this time when his eyes met Spike’s he held them. Both shifted in their seats and none too subtly adjusted their jeans at the crotch.

“So if I hadn’t got it all wrong when I got home, what did you plan to do?” Spike’s eyes never left Lindsey’s but they all knew that the words were directed to Angel.

Angel stretched out on the couch and smiled. “Well the plan was for Lindsey to be waiting in the bedroom wearing nothing but the ribbon and that cute blush he has a tendency to do.”

“I don’t freaking blush,” grumbled Lindsey, his face burning.

The vampires laughed. “Not something we have to worry about,” said Angel.

“You’re right though, Angel. It is cute,” Spike said, grinning at the human.

Lindsey tried to glare at Spike but couldn’t manage it. His cock felt like it was trying to crawl out of his pants without any help from him.

Spike licked his lips. “What were you planning on doing, Peaches? Going to toddle off to the movies while ole Spike and Texas here, got it on?”

“I was going to watch,” Angel replied succinctly.

“Bloody hell,” muttered Spike, nearly coming in his pants like a kid.

There was an awkward silence as all three processed what had been said.

“Um…” started Spike.

“Bedroom?” asked Lindsey.

“Hell, yes!” replied Spike, leaping up from the couch and grabbing Lindsey’s wrist.

Lindsey allowed himself to be pulled into the bedroom. He wasn’t exactly sure when his clothes were taken off, but by the time Spike pushed him down on the bed, he was naked. As was the blond vampire. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed Angel sit in the easy chair in the far corner of the bedroom. Lindsey couldn’t believe that he was going to do this. Get screwed by a vamp with another watching. But when Angel had approached him he hadn’t been able to resist. He’d hoped that he and Spike would have gotten together before Christmas but when the two vampires had arrived back from Cleveland and Angel announced that they were a couple he’d been forced to accept that he’d never get to feel those full cold lips on his.

Until now.

Lindsey moaned as Spike leaned over him, making sure that their groins rubbed together as the vampire placed his lips firmly on Lindsey’s. Christ, he tasted good. And that cool tongue asking for admittance to his mouth was freaking fantastic.

Spike pulled back and kissed Lindsey playfully on the nose. Lindsey’s hand went behind Spike’s head and pulled him back down. “I thought you’d kiss better than that, what with the not having to breathe and all.”

“Why you…”

Spike mashed his lips against Lindsey’s and didn’t stop until Lindsey was struggling to get enough air into his lungs through his nose. Spike could feel the Texan’s cock getting even harder against his own. He eased back and grinned as Lindsey sucked in great lungfuls of air.

“Can think of a better use for that amount of suction,” said Spike, leering at him.

Lindsey took the hint and shuffled lower on the bed until his lips were on the moist tip of Spike’s cock.

“Oh, yeah,” muttered Spike, bucking his hips up toward the warm mouth.

Lindsey was talented. Spike had to hand it to him. The way he used his tongue… Spike could feel his climax approaching, the tingle in the base of his spine, his balls drawing up… When he heard Angel’s soft moan from behind him he could hold out no more.

“I’m gonna…”

Lindsey shifted position, pulled Spike’s hips towards his mouth and took him as deep as he could, his nose nestling in Spike’s sandy brown curls.

“Oh, fuck…”

Spike came. His body shuddering to a climax, as he thrust into the eager mouth.

“Linds…”

Lindsey worked Spike’s cock until, clean and soft it slipped free of his mouth. The blond vampire collapsed on his side on the mattress, and lay there gasping for breath. Lindsey felt a cool hand on his sweaty shoulder and glanced up at Spike.

“Come up here, pet,” murmured Spike.

Lindsey shuffled up the bed until their faces where level. Spike leaned forward and kissed him gently.

“That was…” He grinned at the human. “Well, you know what I think.”

Lindsey massaged his throat, and said a touch hoarsely. “Job well done?”

He returned Spike’s grin. He hadn’t gone down on a man in a long time but the way the vampire had responded to his attentions made it worthwhile. His own cock was hard and pre-come was glistening on its tip.

As if Spike had read his thoughts, the blond trailed his hand down Lindsey’s torso and rubbed his thumb over the head of Lindsey’s cock.

“Better return the favour, I reckon.”

“No.”

Spike and Lindsey twisted their heads to look at Angel.

“What?” said Spike grumpily as he licked his lips in anticipation.

“You don’t suck him off,” Angel said firmly.

Lindsey glanced nervously from one to the other. He could feel the tension between the two vampires and again thought how stupid he’d been to put himself in this situation. His dick totally disagreed as it throbbed in response to the charged atmosphere.

“Thought you were supposed to be just bleeding watching?” grouched Spike.

Lindsey had to suppress a chuckle. Spike was pouting. Actually pouting.

“Said I was going to watch,” replied Angel. “I never said I’d stay quiet.”

Spike turned his back on Angel and kissed Lindsey’s neck. Lindsey’s whole body shuddered.

“Christ,” he whispered.

“Like that, do you?” asked Spike, smirking at him before repeating the movement on the other side.

“Let Lindsey top you,” Angel said in a voice that brooked no argument, but Spike couldn’t resist.

“He’s my present and I want to shag him.”

“So fuck me afterwards,” Lindsey said softly, his hand finding Spike’s half hard cock. “Let me fuck you until this is so hard you can’t see straight and then you can do me any way you like.”

Spike’s eyes widened and then he grinned. “Anybody tell you that you’ve got a right way with words?”

Lindsey shrugged. “Lawyer,” he said in explanation.

They both started as something landed on the bed next to them, then both burst out laughing and turned as one to stare at Angel.

“Thought you might need that,” said Angel. “And get on with the show, already!”

Lindsey glanced at Spike and waited until he nodded before he snicked open the cap and poured some of the lube on his fingers. Spike widened his legs and brought his knees up, inviting Lindsey in.

Spike hissed as the first digit breached him, and Lindsey paused.

“Man, you’re tight,” muttered Lindsey.

“’M always tight, Tex. Vampire, remember? Everything ends up back like new.”

“It’ll hurt,” Lindsey said, still not moving his hand.

“Yeah, that’s all part of the fun,” smirked Spike. He grabbed Lindsey’s wrist and pulled it towards him. “Come on, what’re you waiting for.” A flicker of fear passed through Lindsey’s eyes and Spike correctly guessed his thoughts. “’S all right, I’ll be gentle with you. I have been with humans; I know you’re all pretty delicate. I promise I won’t hurt you.”

Lindsey leaned down and kissed Spike’s lips as he slipped another finger inside him. He scissored them and felt a thrill run through him when Spike moaned and writhed beneath him. He pulled his fingers out and felt Spike’s hands cup his ass, forcing him forwards and inside in one sharp swift movement.

“Oh, my God,” Lindsey cried out, throwing his head back.

In all the times that he’d played this scene through in his mind, he had never envisaged that it could feel so fucking good. Spike twisted his hips and Lindsey took the hint and began to thrust into Spike, his balls hitting Spike’s ass each time. When he could feel his orgasm approaching, Lindsey changed the angle and hit Spike’s sweet spot with every jab of his cock. The blond yelled his encouragement and Lindsey pounded into him harder and faster until Lindsey came so hard that his vision greyed out, and he fell forwards onto Spike, struggling for breath.

Spike could see Angel rubbing his groin in the chair, and winked at him. The blond waited until Lindsey’s breathing rate was more normal and his heart rate had come down from ‘imminent heart attack’ to ‘just ran a four minute mile’, before flipping him over and reaching for the slick.

Lindsey looked down and shuddered when he saw streaks of Spike’s blood on his cock.

“Spike…I…”

Spike smothered him with a kiss. “’S all right. Happens every time. It’s normal.”

“Oh,” said Lindsey weakly. Unlike me – I'm not normal - I’m freaking twisted! Out of the corner of his eye he could see Angel, opening his fly and slipping a hand into his pants. What are the chances that I’ll live through this? Lindsey wondered before tensing as Spike’ hands pushed his buttocks apart.

“You’ve got a pretty arse, Texas,” said Spike with a wink.

Lindsey relaxed and rolled his eyes. “Are you gonna get started, or talk me to death?”

In the corner, Angel snickered but said nothing.

“Bossy git,” grumbled Spike.

Lindsey was surprised how gentle Spike’s touch was. Soon the blond had him so well prepared that apart from a slight burn as he seated his cock inside him, Lindsey felt no pain. The vampire moved his hips lazily, chuckling when the human tried to up the pace.

“Patience is a virtue,” Spike said sagely.

Spike had just started to speed up his thrusts when Angel came up behind him and kissed the nape of his neck. Spike moaned with pleasure at the familiar touch of Angel’s cock at his still lubricated opening. On Spike’s next thrust forward, Angel did the same and slid inside Spike with ease.

Angel leaned forwards and wrapped his large hand around Lindsey’s cock, smiling at its hardness. Amazing recovery rate, for a human. Lindsey bucked his hips upwards and arched his back, his eyes flicking from Spike’s vivid blue to Angel’s dark brown.

“Fucking awesome,” he managed to whisper just before he lost all power of speech. Just before his world narrowed until he was aware only of the soft mattress beneath him and the two vampires.

Angel’s hand worked in the exact same rhythm as the thrusts that Spike made into Lindsey and that Angel made into Spike. Angel didn’t know what the odds were of them all coming simultaneously but they did. The feeling was unbelievable. He wrapped his free arm around Spike’s waist as they came, supporting his lover, knowing that he’d be unsteady on his feet after his climax.
Both vampires dropped forwards but held their weight on their hands to keep from crushing Lindsey. Then Angel withdrew his softening cock from Spike and rolled to the left, and Spike pulled out of Lindsey and rolled to the right.

Spike rested his forehead against Lindsey’s. “That’s was bloody brilliant.”

Lindsey grinned and kissed him hard enough to bruise their lips.

“Wasn’t bad,” replied Lindsey once their mouths had parted.

“Cheeky sod,” Spike said.

Angel kissed Lindsey’s neck. The human went rigid.

“What? Going to eat me now?” said Lindsey.

Spike lifted his head and caught Angel’s eye. “Always am bleeding hungry after a good shag,” he said, face deadpan.

Lindsey could feel Angel nodding his head behind him.

“True. And when the heart rate is pumping this high, the blood is even more delicious.” He licked along the line of Lindsey’s jugular vein.

Lindsey whimpered and he wasn’t entirely sure whether it was because he was terrified that Angel was going to bite him, or whether it was because it just felt so damn good.

The vampires startled Lindsey by bursting out into fits of raucous laughter. He pulled himself up until he was sitting and glared at them and they lay flat on their backs, holding their sides because they were laughing so hard.

A smile began to play on the Texan’s lip, but he pursed his lips and made as if he was going to get off the bed. “Well, you’ve had a good laugh at the human. Fuck you.”

Four hands grabbed him and pinned him to the bed. Lindsey couldn’t keep it up and grinned at the vampires. “Yeah, yeah. You had me going there.”

Spike put on a wounded expression. “You didn’t really think that we were going to eat you, did you? I mean, I know I’ve told Angel to lay off the otter but it’d be kind of ungrateful of us after you turning out to be such a good shag. I’m hurt – deeply hurt, aren’t you, Peaches?”

“Peaches?” Lindsey raised his eyebrows at Angel.

“That word is never used outside of this bedroom or else I will freaking eat you!” snapped Angel.

They laughed again and shifted until they were cuddled together – an almost seamless mass of legs and arms. Each touching and stroking the others.

“Have to do this again sometime,” mumbled Spike half asleep.

“Yeah, it’d be good,” replied Lindsey, closing his eyes, resting his head on Spike’s shoulder, and wrapping his arm around Angel.

“Never knew why they say ‘three’s a crowd’ I think it’s the perfect number,” added Angel, just before they all succumbed to sleep.
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