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Part 25
"Darla?" Angelus walked as close as he could to her without stepping into the rays of sunlight streaming in through the window. "I wish you'd come out of the sunlight and talk to me."
Darla shook her head, still staring at the floor.
"Darlin', please."
She looked up at that. He met her gaze, he looked incredibly exhausted more than anything else. There wasn't any evidence of mocking or laughing at her. She nodded and turned to shut the curtains. When she turned back he was inches from her. She jumped and then sighed, "I really wish you would make more noise. I'm at a disadvantage here, not being a vampire."
Angelus looked at her with a smile, "Sorry. Look, Darla, I know you didn't want me to hear any of that, but I'm glad I did. Lindsey was right. I misunderstood what was really going on because you weren't telling me." He put his fingers under her chin and lifted her face so he could look into her eyes. "I wish you'd trusted me enough to just talk to me, Darlin'."
"It wasn't about trust," Darla replied with a frown.
"Isn't it?" Angelus asked with a raised eyebrow. "You really thought I'd use your feelings as a weapon against you? That sounds like a trust problem to me."
Darla sighed, pulling out of his grasp. "Angelus, I don't know if I really believe you would've done that. All I do know for sure is that I don't know what I am to you anymore. It's a very upsetting feeling."
"Darla, you were my sire and now by some bizarre twist of fate, that's no longer the case. But that doesn't mean you're nothing to me now. You were the only one I always knew, without a doubt, that I could depend on. You gave me everything I needed, everything I wanted. After the curse, you tried to save me--" At her surprised look, he smiled, "I followed you three for quite some time after I left because of the curse. I saw your attempt to get the gypsy to remove the curse. Leave it to my boy to have screwed things up," he added with a shrug. "And Lindsey's right, you fought so hard to bring me back, despite the fact that I was the one who sent you to hell. You've been loyal to me always, Darla. I don't forget that, or treat it lightly.
"Spike on the other hand... Maybe we once had a connection, Darla. Even so, you were never in danger of losing me because of him. He wasn't any of the things that you were. He didn't try to do everything possible to save me. He forgot me easily. When I returned, he resented being a childe again; he turned on me and helped the Slayer send me to hell," Angelus said. "I don't know if I'll ever trust him again completely. If I do, it definitely won't happen for a long time. Whether I do or not, though, you have absolutely nothing to worry about where he is concerned."
Angelus searched her face for a moment, trying to figure out if he was convincing her or not. "Can I ask you a question?" he asked.
She just shrugged in reply.
"Did I ever do anything to give you any reason to be jealous of any of my childer, or Spike specifically?"
"Are you aware of the fact that he was the only reason we ever fought?" Darla replied, and looked away.
"Darla, you LET him get to you and you let him know it. Then when he figured out what buttons to push, you'd scream at me about him. I tried to get him to behave, you know I did. And when he treated you poorly I always punished him. Just because I refused to destroy him, that doesn't mean he was more important to me than you were."
Darla didn't reply, still refusing to look at him. Angelus grabbed her chin and looked into her eyes. "Listen carefully, Darla, because I don't plan to make a habit of this. You were always more important to me than any one of my childer, or even all of my childer combined. That is still the case and nothing - no one - will ever change that."
Darla just looked at him, speechless.
Angelus smiled at the shock on her face. "Do you believe me?"
Darla searched his face for any sign he wasn't being completely honest. She saw none and sighed with relief. She reminded herself to thank Lindsey later for forcing her into this. Apparently he'd been right in doing so. Only time would tell if Angelus would use her feelings against her in the future, but something made her doubt he would. She nodded, finally. "Yes."
"Good," Angelus said. He cradled her face in his hands and leaned down to kiss her gently. "So does that mean you're staying?" he asked.
"I still want to be with you, Angelus. Can you ever forgive me for being so stupid?" she asked.
"It's already forgiven," Angelus replied and pulled her into his arms. "Just don't make a habit of it, all right? We can't make this work if we aren't honest with each other. Also, I hope you can understand that I need Spike here with us. When push comes to shove he protects his family. Especially Dru. I need that kind of loyalty right now, Darla."
Darla nodded and looked up at him. "I can understand that. But do I have to like it?"
Angelus shrugged. "I suppose I can't make you like it," he allowed. "But can you at least confine your expressions of irritation to times when we're alone?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.
"I can manage that," she agreed with a smile. "I hope you know I'm very aware that you are the head of this family. I wouldn't ever try to undermine that position in front of your other childer. And.... I don't know if it matters or not, but I think you're perfectly able to run this family and this city, Angelus."
"From someone who was a very powerful vampire for four hundred years, it definitely matters, Darla. Thank you," he added as he kissed her on the forehead. He pulled her over to the bed and sat. She sat in between his legs as he wrapped his arms around her. "So is everything all right now?" he asked warily.
"It's fine. We're fine, Angelus" she said with a smile and pulled his head down for a kiss.
"Darla?" Angelus walked as close as he could to her without stepping into the rays of sunlight streaming in through the window. "I wish you'd come out of the sunlight and talk to me."
Darla shook her head, still staring at the floor.
"Darlin', please."
She looked up at that. He met her gaze, he looked incredibly exhausted more than anything else. There wasn't any evidence of mocking or laughing at her. She nodded and turned to shut the curtains. When she turned back he was inches from her. She jumped and then sighed, "I really wish you would make more noise. I'm at a disadvantage here, not being a vampire."
Angelus looked at her with a smile, "Sorry. Look, Darla, I know you didn't want me to hear any of that, but I'm glad I did. Lindsey was right. I misunderstood what was really going on because you weren't telling me." He put his fingers under her chin and lifted her face so he could look into her eyes. "I wish you'd trusted me enough to just talk to me, Darlin'."
"It wasn't about trust," Darla replied with a frown.
"Isn't it?" Angelus asked with a raised eyebrow. "You really thought I'd use your feelings as a weapon against you? That sounds like a trust problem to me."
Darla sighed, pulling out of his grasp. "Angelus, I don't know if I really believe you would've done that. All I do know for sure is that I don't know what I am to you anymore. It's a very upsetting feeling."
"Darla, you were my sire and now by some bizarre twist of fate, that's no longer the case. But that doesn't mean you're nothing to me now. You were the only one I always knew, without a doubt, that I could depend on. You gave me everything I needed, everything I wanted. After the curse, you tried to save me--" At her surprised look, he smiled, "I followed you three for quite some time after I left because of the curse. I saw your attempt to get the gypsy to remove the curse. Leave it to my boy to have screwed things up," he added with a shrug. "And Lindsey's right, you fought so hard to bring me back, despite the fact that I was the one who sent you to hell. You've been loyal to me always, Darla. I don't forget that, or treat it lightly.
"Spike on the other hand... Maybe we once had a connection, Darla. Even so, you were never in danger of losing me because of him. He wasn't any of the things that you were. He didn't try to do everything possible to save me. He forgot me easily. When I returned, he resented being a childe again; he turned on me and helped the Slayer send me to hell," Angelus said. "I don't know if I'll ever trust him again completely. If I do, it definitely won't happen for a long time. Whether I do or not, though, you have absolutely nothing to worry about where he is concerned."
Angelus searched her face for a moment, trying to figure out if he was convincing her or not. "Can I ask you a question?" he asked.
She just shrugged in reply.
"Did I ever do anything to give you any reason to be jealous of any of my childer, or Spike specifically?"
"Are you aware of the fact that he was the only reason we ever fought?" Darla replied, and looked away.
"Darla, you LET him get to you and you let him know it. Then when he figured out what buttons to push, you'd scream at me about him. I tried to get him to behave, you know I did. And when he treated you poorly I always punished him. Just because I refused to destroy him, that doesn't mean he was more important to me than you were."
Darla didn't reply, still refusing to look at him. Angelus grabbed her chin and looked into her eyes. "Listen carefully, Darla, because I don't plan to make a habit of this. You were always more important to me than any one of my childer, or even all of my childer combined. That is still the case and nothing - no one - will ever change that."
Darla just looked at him, speechless.
Angelus smiled at the shock on her face. "Do you believe me?"
Darla searched his face for any sign he wasn't being completely honest. She saw none and sighed with relief. She reminded herself to thank Lindsey later for forcing her into this. Apparently he'd been right in doing so. Only time would tell if Angelus would use her feelings against her in the future, but something made her doubt he would. She nodded, finally. "Yes."
"Good," Angelus said. He cradled her face in his hands and leaned down to kiss her gently. "So does that mean you're staying?" he asked.
"I still want to be with you, Angelus. Can you ever forgive me for being so stupid?" she asked.
"It's already forgiven," Angelus replied and pulled her into his arms. "Just don't make a habit of it, all right? We can't make this work if we aren't honest with each other. Also, I hope you can understand that I need Spike here with us. When push comes to shove he protects his family. Especially Dru. I need that kind of loyalty right now, Darla."
Darla nodded and looked up at him. "I can understand that. But do I have to like it?"
Angelus shrugged. "I suppose I can't make you like it," he allowed. "But can you at least confine your expressions of irritation to times when we're alone?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.
"I can manage that," she agreed with a smile. "I hope you know I'm very aware that you are the head of this family. I wouldn't ever try to undermine that position in front of your other childer. And.... I don't know if it matters or not, but I think you're perfectly able to run this family and this city, Angelus."
"From someone who was a very powerful vampire for four hundred years, it definitely matters, Darla. Thank you," he added as he kissed her on the forehead. He pulled her over to the bed and sat. She sat in between his legs as he wrapped his arms around her. "So is everything all right now?" he asked warily.
"It's fine. We're fine, Angelus" she said with a smile and pulled his head down for a kiss.
Magui
Scooby
I know he is 😉...but he is being too sweet...hmm,that definitely has to change 😉...it will 😛
Part 26
Darla sighed at the knock on the door. She'd been looking forward to spending a little more time with Angelus before he had to leave for Sunnydale. He was in the shower at the moment. She moved to open the door.
Cordelia grinned at her. "Where's Angelus?"
"Showering," Darla said coolly. "What do you want?"
"I need to tell him something," Cordelia said. She made a move to walk into the room but Darla blocked the doorway.
"Tell me, I'll pass on the message," Darla insisted. When Cordelia just glared at her, Darla said, "Fine. Then go away and I'll tell him you want to talk to him before he leaves." She tried to shut the door, but Cordelia stoped her.
"Tell Angelus that the Special Ops guys from Wolfram and Hart are here," Cordelia said. Then she turned and left.
"Thought she'd never leave," Darla muttered as she shut the door.
Angelus walked out then, wearing a pair of blue jeans and nothing else. "You don't have to pass on the message," he said with a smile. "I heard. And if I had to take a wild guess, I'd say you weren't too fond of Cordelia." He grinned when she just responded with a roll of the eyes. He turned and went to his closet, pulling out a white button-down shirt and slipping it on.
"Angelus, I really need to go back to my old hotel room and get some other clothes," she said.
He smirked at her. "You need clothes? Whatever for?" He walked over and pulled her to him. He kissed her hungrily, his tongue demanded entrance into her mouth. She granted it with a moan and he smiled.
"Come downstairs with me," he said as he looked into her desire-darkened eyes. He chuckled when she pouted at him. "I need to see what kind of men Lindsey's managed to recruit and I want your opinion on that. If you feel we can trust them, I'll have them accompany you to retrieve your things."
Darla nodded with a sigh. They walked downstairs together hand-inhand. There were ten men standing in the lobby area. Cordelia was sitting in a chair filing her nails and Lindsey was standing watching the men intently. They all looked up when Darla and Angelus walked in.
Lindsey walked over to the counter and picked up several folders. He handed them to Angelus, "The personnel files on all of them."
Angelus nodded and looked the men over slowly. All were in their twenties or thirties, all were well-built. He guessed that they all had some form of military training, if the way their associates had fought so fearlessly earlier that morning was any indication.
"I'm Angelus, but you all probably know that already," he said. "This is Darla, that's Cordelia. I'm sure Lindsey needs no introduction. I don't need any vows of loyalty. Words don't impress me, you'll prove yourselves by your actions. You will live here with us, you will be responsible for keeping myself and my family safe. As long as you do that you'll be paid well. One thousand dollars a day with the understanding that you will be on-call at all hours of the day.
"Am I right in assuming I don't need to explain to you my inventive methods of torturing those who irritate me?" he asked then. They all nodded, uncomfortably, and he smiled. "Good. Then... how about a little test to be sure you are up to this? While I'm reading over your files, go find me someone to eat. On second thought, two someones. Also bring two more, one for each of my for childer here. I need to go out for the evening and I'll feel better about leaving you to protect Darla, Lindsey and Cordelia if I see that you're willing to do this for me."
"You can go," Angelus dismissed them then with a wave of his hand.
"We'll be back in twenty minutes," one of the men said and then they left.
Angelus settled on the couch and stretched out along it as he leaned back against the arm. He pulled Darla down to sit between his legs. "All right, Lover, let's see how boring these personnel files really are," he said.
Thirty minutes later
"You know, we should get rid of all these bodies soon," Lindsey said as he and Cordelia piled the latest victims into the next room.
"Sounds like a job for our mercenaries," Angelus replied. "I'll have a few of them take care of it while I'm gone."
Angelus and Darla had gone through all the personnel files before the men returned with the four humans. All the men had been trained in some branch of the military for at least five years. They had been honorably discharged then recruited by Wolfram and Hart to work in their security section. He'd been impressed with their backgrounds and Darla had also seen no reason to object to them. She'd asked, though, that Lindsey accompany them also when she returned to her hotel room. Angelus had easily agreed to the request. He felt better having to be away from her knowing that Lindsey would make sure she was safe.
The men had brought them their humans and Angelus had informed them he would hire them all. They'd then gone upstairs to claim rooms for themselves.
"I need to go," Angelus said then to the two vampires, "Protect Darla or I'll give you two lessons in pain." He turned away with a smile after they both faltered in their task and looked at him warily.
He then went to find Darla. She'd gone into the kitchen to make herself dinner and hadn't returned yet. He knew she wasn't happy about the return of his once-favorite childe back into their lives. He appreciated that she was trying for his sake not to show it in front of his other childer.
He found her still in the kitchen, sitting at the table with her back to him. A half-eaten sandwich sat in front of her.
Darla heard him walking up this time and she smiled. He was trying to accommodate her human senses now. "So how long do you think you'll be gone?" she asked as she felt his hands on her shoulders.
"It's a two hour drive to Sunnydale. I plan to get out of there as quickly as possible though. The Slayer isn't something I want to bother with, not now anyway. We'll be back long before dawn." He leaned down to kiss her on top of her head, then pulled her chair back.
Darla nodded and stood. She turned to look at Angelus and smiled. He didn't want to leave her, she could see it in his eyes. That knowledge made her feel somewhat better and she wrapped her arms around his waist as she gazed up at him. He cradled her face in her hands and leaned down to kiss her. His tongue pushed into her mouth and she clutched at his shirt as her knees threatened to give out on her. She was always amazed at the feelings he could produce in her with each kiss.
He pulled away and smiled at her when she pouted at him. "I have to go. I'll see you soon."
Darla nodded. "Be careful. Sunnydale isn't a safe place for you."
"I'll be fine," he assured her with another quick kiss before he left.
Darla waited until she heard the door shut then walked out to the lobby. Cordelia was reading a magazine, Lindsey was just walking down the stairs. "Ready to go get your things?" he asked.
"We might as well," Darla nodded. "We can leave whenever you like."
"Let me go get five of the men and we'll go," Lindsey said then walked back upstairs.
Part 27
Angelus arrived in Sunnydale two hours later. He had had Cordelia make a call to Rupert to find the location of his errant childe. A crypt. Spike had always liked the stereotypical vampire trappings. Angelus had tried his best to teach him the point of being a vampire was to enjoy the finest things the humans had to offer while feeding on said humans. But of course Spike had ignored this little bit of teaching. Most others, also.
He still has a lot to learn, apparently Angelus thought with a grin as he walked up to the crypt. Lucky for him, his sire's back to give him those lessons.
He grabbed a blonde vampiress as she walked toward the crypt and staked her quickly. He didn't need anyone interrupting this little reunion with his boy, especially not one of his childe's whores. He then walked into the crypt and was promptly tackled by said childe.
"****!" Angelus yelled. He was more angry with himself than Spike, though. He couldn't believe he'd been caught off guard by his own childe. He snapped his elbow back and made contact with Spike's ribs.
Spike grunted in pain as he heard his ribs crack. "What the bloody hell?!" Spike yelled then in obvious surprise when he saw who it was he'd tackled. He rolled away from Angel quickly. "What're you doing here, Pouff?!" he yelled, sitting on the ground looking at him in shock.
"That's no way to talk to your elder, Boy," Angelus growled and jumped to his feet. "No way to welcome me, either."
"I don't know what you want, but I don't give a flying **** either. So you can turn right back around and get lost before I remind you I'm still capable of inflicting bodily harm on you," Spike said, jumping to his feet also.
Spike found himself back on his ass when Angelus charged him with an uppercut to the jaw.
"That's for your insolent behavior so far tonight," Angelus said angrily. He grabbed Spike by the hair and pulled him to his feet. Before Spike could react, Angelus slammed his head back against the wall and pinned him there with his body. He grabbed Spike's wrists and held them on either side of his head. "I am your sire and you won't get away with treating me like this."
"Angelus was my sire, not you!" Spike screamed as he struggled to get free. "When you got the soul, you lost the right to call yourself that! I can't stand the sight of you! You make me sick!"
Angelus slipped into gameface with a threatening growl. "We've had this discussion too many times for you to have forgotten so quickly, Spike. I am your sire, and you will drop your aggressive attitude this instant! If I have to beat it out of you, though, I'll have no problem with it." He smirked then. "Or perhaps I should just **** it out of you?"
Something in Angelus' tone clicked finally in Spike's head and he felt fear then, despite his attempts to control that emotion. He realized that Angelus had been freed, somewhow. "Angelus?" he asked, though; he had to know for sure.
"If you mean, Angelus without a soul, you would be guessing correctly, Spike," Angelus replied with a grin. "It took you a while, Boy. You weren't always this dense."
"No," Spike said, hoarsely. He remembered the last time Angelus had been freed of the soul. Spike was still trying to recover from the physical pain Angelus had inflicted on him during those weeks.
Angelus laughed. "Yes, Spike, it's true. Now are you ready to play nice? I'll let you go if you just admit who your sire is."
Spike growled. He'd been his own vampire for too many years to go back again to being Angelus' whipping boy. He smiled up at Angelus and said, "Mickey Mouse."
Angelus eyes narrowed. He released one of Spike's wrists, only to punch him in the nose. Spike yelled, then kneed Angelus in the groin. He slipped out of the older vampire's grasp when he doubled over in pain.
"*******," Spike said as he backed away slowly. He put a hand to his nose and it came away bloody. "You think I'm gonna be part of your psychotic plans again after what you've done to me and Dru? Well, think again, Angelus. I'll see you a pile of dust at my feet, first." He had a stake by the bed, all he had to do was get to it.
Angelus waited for Spike to look away, then he pounced. He landed on top of Spike's back and pinned him to the ground, his hands holding Spike's wrists above his head. "GET THE HELL OFF ME!" Spike screamed. He tried to buck him off, but the older vampire was too strong.
Spike froze when he felt Angelus' erection pressing against his ass through the fabric of their jeans. He stifled a groan as he felt himself growing hard as well. His body always reacted to Angelus', no matter how hard he tried to keep it from happening. "**** YOU!" He screamed.
Angelus smiled as he caught scent of his childe's arousal. He chuckled, "Is that a request?" He ground his hips against Spike's ass and trailed his tongue up the ridge of his ear. He smiled when he heard Spike groan.
"IN YOUR DREAMS, YA *******!" Spike yelled. He wouldn't play this game with Angelus again.
Angelus clucked his tongue. "You know, Spike, it doesn't have to be like this. If you insist on defying me, though, you leave me no choice but to remind you of your position in this family. One last time. Who's. Your. Sire."
Spike lay silent for a moment. Part of his mind fought to find some way out of this mess, while the other part told himself to wake up. He knew he had two choices.
One choice was to make Angelus angry by refusing to admit Spike was his childe. Spike knew he'd definitely get ****ed for his trouble. Eventually he'd be dragged back to L.A., kicking and screaming if necessary. To continue getting ****ed into submission. Not a good choice.
The other choice was to give in and admit that Angelus was his sire. If he did this, there was a possibility Spike wouldn't get ****ed tonight. But he'd definitely be expected to follow Angelus home like a good little puppy dog. And sooner or later he'd end up being Angelus' ****-toy again.
So, basically, he was stuck with two choices but both sucked.
Next Chapter:Nonconsensual smut(Aus/S)
Part 26
Darla sighed at the knock on the door. She'd been looking forward to spending a little more time with Angelus before he had to leave for Sunnydale. He was in the shower at the moment. She moved to open the door.
Cordelia grinned at her. "Where's Angelus?"
"Showering," Darla said coolly. "What do you want?"
"I need to tell him something," Cordelia said. She made a move to walk into the room but Darla blocked the doorway.
"Tell me, I'll pass on the message," Darla insisted. When Cordelia just glared at her, Darla said, "Fine. Then go away and I'll tell him you want to talk to him before he leaves." She tried to shut the door, but Cordelia stoped her.
"Tell Angelus that the Special Ops guys from Wolfram and Hart are here," Cordelia said. Then she turned and left.
"Thought she'd never leave," Darla muttered as she shut the door.
Angelus walked out then, wearing a pair of blue jeans and nothing else. "You don't have to pass on the message," he said with a smile. "I heard. And if I had to take a wild guess, I'd say you weren't too fond of Cordelia." He grinned when she just responded with a roll of the eyes. He turned and went to his closet, pulling out a white button-down shirt and slipping it on.
"Angelus, I really need to go back to my old hotel room and get some other clothes," she said.
He smirked at her. "You need clothes? Whatever for?" He walked over and pulled her to him. He kissed her hungrily, his tongue demanded entrance into her mouth. She granted it with a moan and he smiled.
"Come downstairs with me," he said as he looked into her desire-darkened eyes. He chuckled when she pouted at him. "I need to see what kind of men Lindsey's managed to recruit and I want your opinion on that. If you feel we can trust them, I'll have them accompany you to retrieve your things."
Darla nodded with a sigh. They walked downstairs together hand-inhand. There were ten men standing in the lobby area. Cordelia was sitting in a chair filing her nails and Lindsey was standing watching the men intently. They all looked up when Darla and Angelus walked in.
Lindsey walked over to the counter and picked up several folders. He handed them to Angelus, "The personnel files on all of them."
Angelus nodded and looked the men over slowly. All were in their twenties or thirties, all were well-built. He guessed that they all had some form of military training, if the way their associates had fought so fearlessly earlier that morning was any indication.
"I'm Angelus, but you all probably know that already," he said. "This is Darla, that's Cordelia. I'm sure Lindsey needs no introduction. I don't need any vows of loyalty. Words don't impress me, you'll prove yourselves by your actions. You will live here with us, you will be responsible for keeping myself and my family safe. As long as you do that you'll be paid well. One thousand dollars a day with the understanding that you will be on-call at all hours of the day.
"Am I right in assuming I don't need to explain to you my inventive methods of torturing those who irritate me?" he asked then. They all nodded, uncomfortably, and he smiled. "Good. Then... how about a little test to be sure you are up to this? While I'm reading over your files, go find me someone to eat. On second thought, two someones. Also bring two more, one for each of my for childer here. I need to go out for the evening and I'll feel better about leaving you to protect Darla, Lindsey and Cordelia if I see that you're willing to do this for me."
"You can go," Angelus dismissed them then with a wave of his hand.
"We'll be back in twenty minutes," one of the men said and then they left.
Angelus settled on the couch and stretched out along it as he leaned back against the arm. He pulled Darla down to sit between his legs. "All right, Lover, let's see how boring these personnel files really are," he said.
Thirty minutes later
"You know, we should get rid of all these bodies soon," Lindsey said as he and Cordelia piled the latest victims into the next room.
"Sounds like a job for our mercenaries," Angelus replied. "I'll have a few of them take care of it while I'm gone."
Angelus and Darla had gone through all the personnel files before the men returned with the four humans. All the men had been trained in some branch of the military for at least five years. They had been honorably discharged then recruited by Wolfram and Hart to work in their security section. He'd been impressed with their backgrounds and Darla had also seen no reason to object to them. She'd asked, though, that Lindsey accompany them also when she returned to her hotel room. Angelus had easily agreed to the request. He felt better having to be away from her knowing that Lindsey would make sure she was safe.
The men had brought them their humans and Angelus had informed them he would hire them all. They'd then gone upstairs to claim rooms for themselves.
"I need to go," Angelus said then to the two vampires, "Protect Darla or I'll give you two lessons in pain." He turned away with a smile after they both faltered in their task and looked at him warily.
He then went to find Darla. She'd gone into the kitchen to make herself dinner and hadn't returned yet. He knew she wasn't happy about the return of his once-favorite childe back into their lives. He appreciated that she was trying for his sake not to show it in front of his other childer.
He found her still in the kitchen, sitting at the table with her back to him. A half-eaten sandwich sat in front of her.
Darla heard him walking up this time and she smiled. He was trying to accommodate her human senses now. "So how long do you think you'll be gone?" she asked as she felt his hands on her shoulders.
"It's a two hour drive to Sunnydale. I plan to get out of there as quickly as possible though. The Slayer isn't something I want to bother with, not now anyway. We'll be back long before dawn." He leaned down to kiss her on top of her head, then pulled her chair back.
Darla nodded and stood. She turned to look at Angelus and smiled. He didn't want to leave her, she could see it in his eyes. That knowledge made her feel somewhat better and she wrapped her arms around his waist as she gazed up at him. He cradled her face in her hands and leaned down to kiss her. His tongue pushed into her mouth and she clutched at his shirt as her knees threatened to give out on her. She was always amazed at the feelings he could produce in her with each kiss.
He pulled away and smiled at her when she pouted at him. "I have to go. I'll see you soon."
Darla nodded. "Be careful. Sunnydale isn't a safe place for you."
"I'll be fine," he assured her with another quick kiss before he left.
Darla waited until she heard the door shut then walked out to the lobby. Cordelia was reading a magazine, Lindsey was just walking down the stairs. "Ready to go get your things?" he asked.
"We might as well," Darla nodded. "We can leave whenever you like."
"Let me go get five of the men and we'll go," Lindsey said then walked back upstairs.
Part 27
Angelus arrived in Sunnydale two hours later. He had had Cordelia make a call to Rupert to find the location of his errant childe. A crypt. Spike had always liked the stereotypical vampire trappings. Angelus had tried his best to teach him the point of being a vampire was to enjoy the finest things the humans had to offer while feeding on said humans. But of course Spike had ignored this little bit of teaching. Most others, also.
He still has a lot to learn, apparently Angelus thought with a grin as he walked up to the crypt. Lucky for him, his sire's back to give him those lessons.
He grabbed a blonde vampiress as she walked toward the crypt and staked her quickly. He didn't need anyone interrupting this little reunion with his boy, especially not one of his childe's whores. He then walked into the crypt and was promptly tackled by said childe.
"****!" Angelus yelled. He was more angry with himself than Spike, though. He couldn't believe he'd been caught off guard by his own childe. He snapped his elbow back and made contact with Spike's ribs.
Spike grunted in pain as he heard his ribs crack. "What the bloody hell?!" Spike yelled then in obvious surprise when he saw who it was he'd tackled. He rolled away from Angel quickly. "What're you doing here, Pouff?!" he yelled, sitting on the ground looking at him in shock.
"That's no way to talk to your elder, Boy," Angelus growled and jumped to his feet. "No way to welcome me, either."
"I don't know what you want, but I don't give a flying **** either. So you can turn right back around and get lost before I remind you I'm still capable of inflicting bodily harm on you," Spike said, jumping to his feet also.
Spike found himself back on his ass when Angelus charged him with an uppercut to the jaw.
"That's for your insolent behavior so far tonight," Angelus said angrily. He grabbed Spike by the hair and pulled him to his feet. Before Spike could react, Angelus slammed his head back against the wall and pinned him there with his body. He grabbed Spike's wrists and held them on either side of his head. "I am your sire and you won't get away with treating me like this."
"Angelus was my sire, not you!" Spike screamed as he struggled to get free. "When you got the soul, you lost the right to call yourself that! I can't stand the sight of you! You make me sick!"
Angelus slipped into gameface with a threatening growl. "We've had this discussion too many times for you to have forgotten so quickly, Spike. I am your sire, and you will drop your aggressive attitude this instant! If I have to beat it out of you, though, I'll have no problem with it." He smirked then. "Or perhaps I should just **** it out of you?"
Something in Angelus' tone clicked finally in Spike's head and he felt fear then, despite his attempts to control that emotion. He realized that Angelus had been freed, somewhow. "Angelus?" he asked, though; he had to know for sure.
"If you mean, Angelus without a soul, you would be guessing correctly, Spike," Angelus replied with a grin. "It took you a while, Boy. You weren't always this dense."
"No," Spike said, hoarsely. He remembered the last time Angelus had been freed of the soul. Spike was still trying to recover from the physical pain Angelus had inflicted on him during those weeks.
Angelus laughed. "Yes, Spike, it's true. Now are you ready to play nice? I'll let you go if you just admit who your sire is."
Spike growled. He'd been his own vampire for too many years to go back again to being Angelus' whipping boy. He smiled up at Angelus and said, "Mickey Mouse."
Angelus eyes narrowed. He released one of Spike's wrists, only to punch him in the nose. Spike yelled, then kneed Angelus in the groin. He slipped out of the older vampire's grasp when he doubled over in pain.
"*******," Spike said as he backed away slowly. He put a hand to his nose and it came away bloody. "You think I'm gonna be part of your psychotic plans again after what you've done to me and Dru? Well, think again, Angelus. I'll see you a pile of dust at my feet, first." He had a stake by the bed, all he had to do was get to it.
Angelus waited for Spike to look away, then he pounced. He landed on top of Spike's back and pinned him to the ground, his hands holding Spike's wrists above his head. "GET THE HELL OFF ME!" Spike screamed. He tried to buck him off, but the older vampire was too strong.
Spike froze when he felt Angelus' erection pressing against his ass through the fabric of their jeans. He stifled a groan as he felt himself growing hard as well. His body always reacted to Angelus', no matter how hard he tried to keep it from happening. "**** YOU!" He screamed.
Angelus smiled as he caught scent of his childe's arousal. He chuckled, "Is that a request?" He ground his hips against Spike's ass and trailed his tongue up the ridge of his ear. He smiled when he heard Spike groan.
"IN YOUR DREAMS, YA *******!" Spike yelled. He wouldn't play this game with Angelus again.
Angelus clucked his tongue. "You know, Spike, it doesn't have to be like this. If you insist on defying me, though, you leave me no choice but to remind you of your position in this family. One last time. Who's. Your. Sire."
Spike lay silent for a moment. Part of his mind fought to find some way out of this mess, while the other part told himself to wake up. He knew he had two choices.
One choice was to make Angelus angry by refusing to admit Spike was his childe. Spike knew he'd definitely get ****ed for his trouble. Eventually he'd be dragged back to L.A., kicking and screaming if necessary. To continue getting ****ed into submission. Not a good choice.
The other choice was to give in and admit that Angelus was his sire. If he did this, there was a possibility Spike wouldn't get ****ed tonight. But he'd definitely be expected to follow Angelus home like a good little puppy dog. And sooner or later he'd end up being Angelus' ****-toy again.
So, basically, he was stuck with two choices but both sucked.
Next Chapter:Nonconsensual smut(Aus/S)
Magui
Scooby
Part 28
Warning-Spangelus smut
Note:ana8, don't read this if you don't wanna get sick 😉
"Spike," Angelus growled impatiently.[/i]
Spike sighed. He was never one to take the easy way out, especially when that way would only delay the inevitable anyway. Besides, the opportunity to piss off the asshole was too good to pass up. "Donald Duck," he said flippantly. "And that's my final answer, Regis." He only wished he could see the look on Angelus' face; it would've made the moment much better.
Angelus growled. He'd had enough. He'd have his childe submitting to him by the time the hour was up.... He looked down at Spike a moment, though, and grinned when an idea came to him. He'd still have his boy, but he'd have him willingly. "Third and final chance, Boy," He said smoothly "And this time we up the stakes a little.... no pun intended. Who's your sire? Think carefully, for Drusilla will take the punishment for you."
Spike gasped in surprise. He's blufing, he has to be. I don't even know where Drusilla is, how would he?
"She's on her way to L.A. as we speak," Angelus added as he guessed Spike's thoughts. "I'm tired of this game we play, Boy. It's quite obvious that my punishment of you does nothing to improve your attitude. So from this point forward you treat me as your sire or Drusilla suffers the consequences."
****in son of a bitch! Spike thought. He gave a resigned sigh and said, softly, "You are."
Angelus laughed. "I knew I could get through to you, Spike. Just needed the proper motivation. Now it's time for you to prove to me that you know your place." He released Spike's hands and knelt behind him. "On your hands and knees, jeans off," he ordered.
Spike tried to control the fear response to those words. He hadn't let anyone **** him since Angelus. He obeyed his sire, though, quickly. Maybe, just maybe he wouldn't **** him dry. I can hope, anyway.
Angelus smiled as he caught sight of his boy's perfect ass. "It's been far too long since I've had you, Boy," he said. He caught scent of the fear then and breathed it in deeply. "You didn't really think I'd forgive and forget with just a few words from you, did you?" He chuckled. He unbuttoned and unzipped his own jeans then, releasing his already hard cock. He moved to drape himself over Spike and braced himself with his hands on either side of Spike's body. He rubbed his cock up and down along the crack of Spike's ass, torturing Spike for a few long minutes.
"I might have," he whispered in Spike's ear, "if you hadn't attempted the little 'send your sire to hell' thing." He felt Spike tense up and laughed. "You should've known I wouldn't let you get away with that, Spike."
Spike tensed up as he realized that Angelus was most definitely going to **** him dry. He knew that tensing his muscles was absolutely the last thing to make this easier, though. He tried to make himself relax again, but then howled in pain as he felt Angelus' cock thrust into his hole. He felt his lining tear as Angelus thrust all the way in quickly, not waiting for a moment for Spike to adjust to his size.
Angelus fought for a moment to keep from spilling his seed into Spike's bowels. The sound of his childe's howl plus the fact his hole was so tight made the sensation of ****ing him more than perfect. Angelus felt a moment of satisfaction when he realized that Spike hadn't let anyone **** him like this for a long time. Not since his sire. He pulled out then slammed back into his childe, the scent of blood invading his senses. He began thrusting into Spike repeatedly then, his fingers digging into Spike's hips as he held him in place.
Spike grunted as Angelus slammed into him even harder. He vamped out at the scent of blood but knew Angelus sure as hell wasn't going to do anything about his need. He rested his forehead on his arms and spread his legs further apart, sighing with relief when the blood at least made the thrusts less painful. He groaned when he felt Angelus cock brush against his prostrate. His own cock jumped to attention then.
Angelus grinned as he smelled his childe's arousal. "No," he answered Spike's unspoken question. "You do not have permission to come."
Spike bit his lip to keep from cursing Angelus. Asshole. Son of a bitch. *******. Wanker. ****er. Jerk He tried to satisfy his anger by mentally cursing his sire. It wasn't half as enjoyable, though. He closed his hand around the base of his cock as he felt his release approaching. It was a good thing he did at that moment, because Angelus chose that instant to sink his fangs into Spike's shoulder and drink deeply from him. Spike howled again, his need for release growing more painful with the erotic feeling of his sire drinking from him.
Angelus sank his fangs into his childe's shoulder. Feeling Spike's muscles tighten around him as he howled in pleasure sent Angelus over the edge finally. He withdrew his fangs and roared as a powerful orgasm overtook him.
Angelus stilled eventually, still inside Spike, and panted for breath. He lapped at the wound in his childe's neck and smiled as he heard Spike's whimper. He was glad Spike had obeyed his order not to come. He wished he'd thought of using Dru as leverage with Spike earlier. Apparently it would be a much more effective way of controlling him.
"Sire, please," Spike resorted to begging. He needed to come. He didn't want to endanger Drusilla by defying Angelus, but he had never been much for self-control, enforced or otherwise.
"Not yet," Angelus said. He withdrew his cock from his childe's ass and stood up. "Turn around to face me. Stay on your knees."
Bloody ****in' hell! Spike repressed a growl and obeyed his sire. He looked up at him questioningly, his hand still preventing himself from coming.
"Lick me clean," Angelus said.
Spike sighed. Well there are worse things than sucking off my sire, he admitted as he looked at his sire's cock, covered in his own blood. He had always enjoyed giving Angelus blow jobs, partly because Angelus had told him once he was one of the few things he did well.
Angelus watched him closely. "No teeth or I'll rip them out of your mouth," he warned then.
Spike smiled at him. "Wouldn't think of doing something that suicidal." His eyes still locked on Angelus', he moved closer. He slid his lips along Angelus' cock, partially taking it into his mouth. He grinned at the sound of the other vampire's moan of pleasure. He sucked it to hardness then let it slide from his mouth slowly.
Angelus growled at the loss of contact. Spike just gave him an innocent 'who me?' look before licking slowly up the underside of Angelus' cock, from base to tip. He licked off the drops of pre-cum and then pulled Angelus' cock back into his mouth.
Angelus moaned and closed his eyes. He remembered then the real reason he had put up with Spike for so long. It was his talented mouth. True, he'd taught Spike how to best pleasure him, but the boy had been very willing to learn. He'd learned well, also.
Spike moved his free hand to Angelus' balls and squeezed them gently as he began bobbing his head up and down. He heard Angelus panting for breath and felt his hands on his shoulders, gripping them tightly. He smiled, knowing his sire was close to cumming. He pulled back til just the head of Angelus' cock was between his lips, then deepthroated him. Spike hummed and worked his throat muscles around his cock, sending Angelus into his second orgasm.
Angelus shouted as he came finally, spilling his seed down Spike's throat. He gasped for breath and held tightly to his childe's shoulders until he regained his composure. Spike sucked on his cock gently until Angelus was spent, then let it slip from his mouth.
Angelus opened his eyes and looked down at his childe. He could see a question in them and knew that Spike had exhibited an unusual amount of self-control in denying his own release for this long. Angelus tucked himself back into his jeans and zipped them up. "Stand up," he ordered.
Spike did as he was told, wincing at the pain as he did. Thanks to Angelus, he wouldn't be able to sit or walk for a while without feeling pain. He reached to pull his jeans up but Angelus stopped him with a look. Spike sighed. Now what?
"Don't you want to take care of that?" Angelus asked, indicating Spike's erection still waiting for attention. At Spike's wary look at him, he chuckled. "You heard me, Boy. Yes you have permission to come. Make it fast, though, we need to get out of here soon."
Spike nodded and moved his hand to his cock with a sigh of relief. Having Angelus watch him jerk off was nothing new. It was just another way to make clear who was in control here. He kept his gaze on Angelus' face as he stroked himself firmly. He knew the rules of the games. Hell, I know all the rules of all Angelus' ****ing games. It wasn't long before he came with a grunt of satisfaction. Would've been better with Harm's mouth on me he thought. The only thing the idiot's mouth is good for.
Angelus watched as his childe climaxed silently. "Get cleaned up," he said. "We have a long drive ahead of us and I want to get home sooner rather than later."
Spike nodded silently. He took off his black T-shirt, wiping his cum off himself with it. He zipped his jeans back up and then rummaged around for another mildly clean shirt. He found it under the bed. He slipped it on then stood up again. "So can I even ask who managed to free you again?"
"Darla," Angelus replied and chuckled at the shocked look on Spike's face. "Don't look so surprised, Boy. I didn't stay in hell, what makes you think she would? Come on, I'll explain the situation on the way to L.A." Spike just stood there, looking at the door in confusion. "You were expecting someone to be here by now?" Spike nodded and Angelus replied, "You'll find the pile of dust that used to be your whore outside the crypt." He turned and walked out. He turned back to assure himself that Spike was following him.
Spike chuckled and shook his head. One thing to thank the arsehole for, ridding the world of that pathetic moron. He thought with a grin as he followed his sire outside. He smiled wider when he remembered that he was just a couple hours away from seeing his Princess again. He'd tolerate the devil himself just to be near Drusilla. He hadn't realized until then how much he missed her. And maybe with Darla around, Spike would get to spend more time alone with Dru. He remembered how jealous his grandsire was; she'd not let Angelus spend too much time with either of his childer. Yeah, maybe unlife will be more tolerable with the old bitch around Spike thought as he got into the car with Angelus.
Warning-Spangelus smut
Note:ana8, don't read this if you don't wanna get sick 😉
"Spike," Angelus growled impatiently.[/i]
Spike sighed. He was never one to take the easy way out, especially when that way would only delay the inevitable anyway. Besides, the opportunity to piss off the asshole was too good to pass up. "Donald Duck," he said flippantly. "And that's my final answer, Regis." He only wished he could see the look on Angelus' face; it would've made the moment much better.
Angelus growled. He'd had enough. He'd have his childe submitting to him by the time the hour was up.... He looked down at Spike a moment, though, and grinned when an idea came to him. He'd still have his boy, but he'd have him willingly. "Third and final chance, Boy," He said smoothly "And this time we up the stakes a little.... no pun intended. Who's your sire? Think carefully, for Drusilla will take the punishment for you."
Spike gasped in surprise. He's blufing, he has to be. I don't even know where Drusilla is, how would he?
"She's on her way to L.A. as we speak," Angelus added as he guessed Spike's thoughts. "I'm tired of this game we play, Boy. It's quite obvious that my punishment of you does nothing to improve your attitude. So from this point forward you treat me as your sire or Drusilla suffers the consequences."
****in son of a bitch! Spike thought. He gave a resigned sigh and said, softly, "You are."
Angelus laughed. "I knew I could get through to you, Spike. Just needed the proper motivation. Now it's time for you to prove to me that you know your place." He released Spike's hands and knelt behind him. "On your hands and knees, jeans off," he ordered.
Spike tried to control the fear response to those words. He hadn't let anyone **** him since Angelus. He obeyed his sire, though, quickly. Maybe, just maybe he wouldn't **** him dry. I can hope, anyway.
Angelus smiled as he caught sight of his boy's perfect ass. "It's been far too long since I've had you, Boy," he said. He caught scent of the fear then and breathed it in deeply. "You didn't really think I'd forgive and forget with just a few words from you, did you?" He chuckled. He unbuttoned and unzipped his own jeans then, releasing his already hard cock. He moved to drape himself over Spike and braced himself with his hands on either side of Spike's body. He rubbed his cock up and down along the crack of Spike's ass, torturing Spike for a few long minutes.
"I might have," he whispered in Spike's ear, "if you hadn't attempted the little 'send your sire to hell' thing." He felt Spike tense up and laughed. "You should've known I wouldn't let you get away with that, Spike."
Spike tensed up as he realized that Angelus was most definitely going to **** him dry. He knew that tensing his muscles was absolutely the last thing to make this easier, though. He tried to make himself relax again, but then howled in pain as he felt Angelus' cock thrust into his hole. He felt his lining tear as Angelus thrust all the way in quickly, not waiting for a moment for Spike to adjust to his size.
Angelus fought for a moment to keep from spilling his seed into Spike's bowels. The sound of his childe's howl plus the fact his hole was so tight made the sensation of ****ing him more than perfect. Angelus felt a moment of satisfaction when he realized that Spike hadn't let anyone **** him like this for a long time. Not since his sire. He pulled out then slammed back into his childe, the scent of blood invading his senses. He began thrusting into Spike repeatedly then, his fingers digging into Spike's hips as he held him in place.
Spike grunted as Angelus slammed into him even harder. He vamped out at the scent of blood but knew Angelus sure as hell wasn't going to do anything about his need. He rested his forehead on his arms and spread his legs further apart, sighing with relief when the blood at least made the thrusts less painful. He groaned when he felt Angelus cock brush against his prostrate. His own cock jumped to attention then.
Angelus grinned as he smelled his childe's arousal. "No," he answered Spike's unspoken question. "You do not have permission to come."
Spike bit his lip to keep from cursing Angelus. Asshole. Son of a bitch. *******. Wanker. ****er. Jerk He tried to satisfy his anger by mentally cursing his sire. It wasn't half as enjoyable, though. He closed his hand around the base of his cock as he felt his release approaching. It was a good thing he did at that moment, because Angelus chose that instant to sink his fangs into Spike's shoulder and drink deeply from him. Spike howled again, his need for release growing more painful with the erotic feeling of his sire drinking from him.
Angelus sank his fangs into his childe's shoulder. Feeling Spike's muscles tighten around him as he howled in pleasure sent Angelus over the edge finally. He withdrew his fangs and roared as a powerful orgasm overtook him.
Angelus stilled eventually, still inside Spike, and panted for breath. He lapped at the wound in his childe's neck and smiled as he heard Spike's whimper. He was glad Spike had obeyed his order not to come. He wished he'd thought of using Dru as leverage with Spike earlier. Apparently it would be a much more effective way of controlling him.
"Sire, please," Spike resorted to begging. He needed to come. He didn't want to endanger Drusilla by defying Angelus, but he had never been much for self-control, enforced or otherwise.
"Not yet," Angelus said. He withdrew his cock from his childe's ass and stood up. "Turn around to face me. Stay on your knees."
Bloody ****in' hell! Spike repressed a growl and obeyed his sire. He looked up at him questioningly, his hand still preventing himself from coming.
"Lick me clean," Angelus said.
Spike sighed. Well there are worse things than sucking off my sire, he admitted as he looked at his sire's cock, covered in his own blood. He had always enjoyed giving Angelus blow jobs, partly because Angelus had told him once he was one of the few things he did well.
Angelus watched him closely. "No teeth or I'll rip them out of your mouth," he warned then.
Spike smiled at him. "Wouldn't think of doing something that suicidal." His eyes still locked on Angelus', he moved closer. He slid his lips along Angelus' cock, partially taking it into his mouth. He grinned at the sound of the other vampire's moan of pleasure. He sucked it to hardness then let it slide from his mouth slowly.
Angelus growled at the loss of contact. Spike just gave him an innocent 'who me?' look before licking slowly up the underside of Angelus' cock, from base to tip. He licked off the drops of pre-cum and then pulled Angelus' cock back into his mouth.
Angelus moaned and closed his eyes. He remembered then the real reason he had put up with Spike for so long. It was his talented mouth. True, he'd taught Spike how to best pleasure him, but the boy had been very willing to learn. He'd learned well, also.
Spike moved his free hand to Angelus' balls and squeezed them gently as he began bobbing his head up and down. He heard Angelus panting for breath and felt his hands on his shoulders, gripping them tightly. He smiled, knowing his sire was close to cumming. He pulled back til just the head of Angelus' cock was between his lips, then deepthroated him. Spike hummed and worked his throat muscles around his cock, sending Angelus into his second orgasm.
Angelus shouted as he came finally, spilling his seed down Spike's throat. He gasped for breath and held tightly to his childe's shoulders until he regained his composure. Spike sucked on his cock gently until Angelus was spent, then let it slip from his mouth.
Angelus opened his eyes and looked down at his childe. He could see a question in them and knew that Spike had exhibited an unusual amount of self-control in denying his own release for this long. Angelus tucked himself back into his jeans and zipped them up. "Stand up," he ordered.
Spike did as he was told, wincing at the pain as he did. Thanks to Angelus, he wouldn't be able to sit or walk for a while without feeling pain. He reached to pull his jeans up but Angelus stopped him with a look. Spike sighed. Now what?
"Don't you want to take care of that?" Angelus asked, indicating Spike's erection still waiting for attention. At Spike's wary look at him, he chuckled. "You heard me, Boy. Yes you have permission to come. Make it fast, though, we need to get out of here soon."
Spike nodded and moved his hand to his cock with a sigh of relief. Having Angelus watch him jerk off was nothing new. It was just another way to make clear who was in control here. He kept his gaze on Angelus' face as he stroked himself firmly. He knew the rules of the games. Hell, I know all the rules of all Angelus' ****ing games. It wasn't long before he came with a grunt of satisfaction. Would've been better with Harm's mouth on me he thought. The only thing the idiot's mouth is good for.
Angelus watched as his childe climaxed silently. "Get cleaned up," he said. "We have a long drive ahead of us and I want to get home sooner rather than later."
Spike nodded silently. He took off his black T-shirt, wiping his cum off himself with it. He zipped his jeans back up and then rummaged around for another mildly clean shirt. He found it under the bed. He slipped it on then stood up again. "So can I even ask who managed to free you again?"
"Darla," Angelus replied and chuckled at the shocked look on Spike's face. "Don't look so surprised, Boy. I didn't stay in hell, what makes you think she would? Come on, I'll explain the situation on the way to L.A." Spike just stood there, looking at the door in confusion. "You were expecting someone to be here by now?" Spike nodded and Angelus replied, "You'll find the pile of dust that used to be your whore outside the crypt." He turned and walked out. He turned back to assure himself that Spike was following him.
Spike chuckled and shook his head. One thing to thank the arsehole for, ridding the world of that pathetic moron. He thought with a grin as he followed his sire outside. He smiled wider when he remembered that he was just a couple hours away from seeing his Princess again. He'd tolerate the devil himself just to be near Drusilla. He hadn't realized until then how much he missed her. And maybe with Darla around, Spike would get to spend more time alone with Dru. He remembered how jealous his grandsire was; she'd not let Angelus spend too much time with either of his childer. Yeah, maybe unlife will be more tolerable with the old bitch around Spike thought as he got into the car with Angelus.
ana8
Missing you....
Ummm..thx for warning me Magui...It was rather disturbing...Hope next part will involve less Spike...
Magui
Scooby
Magui
Scooby
Part 29
8 pm
Darla and Lindsey drove to her old hotel room in Lindsey's car with their 'bodyguards' in tow. One of the men drove, the other two crammed into the front seat with him. Leaving Darla and Lindsey in the back seat. Darla attempted to talk to them and soon decided they were all big and stupid. At least the five who'd gone with them. She asked questions, she got one word responses. She soon got aggravated attempting to keep any conversation going. She figured with a shrug that they were all brawn and no brain. So she decided to cut Lindsey some slack. It was either that or go insane while Angelus was gone.
Lindsey had remained quiet while they were on their way to Darla's hotel room. He wasn't sure if she was still angry with him or not. She and Angelus seemed to only be better for his little trick. But Lindsey was aware of the fact he had betrayed Darla's trust. So if she hated him, he only deserved it. She had given him the silent treatment after agreeing to accompany him to the hotel room for her things. So he let her be, assuming she didn't wish to speak to him. He also sensed her sadness, though, and wished she'd let him help her. He knew her mood was a result of being unable not to wonder what Spike's return would really mean for her.
She turned to him finally with a sigh. "I hope they fight better than they think," she said under her breath. She smiled when he chuckled.
"Does that mean you're speaking to me?" Lindsey asked, looking over at her.
She regarded him silently for a moment. "I suppose I am," she shrugged. "I can't fault you for choosing loyalty to your sire over loyalty to me."
"That's not what I did, though," Lindsey protested. "Darla, if I'd thought that letting Angelus hear our talk would hurt you, I never would have done it."
Darla searched his eyes and saw nothing but sincerity in them. She breathed a sigh of relief and closed her eyes, leaning back against the seat. "I'm so glad to hear you say that, Lindsey. There are very few ...well, no people I can trust," she finished with a grin. "But only a few vampires. Two to be precise, Angelus and you. But after Spike gets back..." she trailed off and looked out the window. She smiled when Lindsey took her hand hesitantly. She squeezed it gratefully, she needed the comfort.
They arrived at her hotel room and one of the men opened the car door for her. She got out and looked around warily. She didn't see anyone, but then again Wolfram and Hart wouldn't make their presence known readily. She shivered and wished Angelus hadn't left. She didn't feel safe without him nearby. She relaxed though, when she felt Lindsey's arm around her waist. "You read me too well," she said. She looked up at him but couldn't read his expression.
"I told Angelus I'd protect you," he said and they walked into her hotel room. "He didn't have to ask, though. I would've anyway."
"I know you would," she said with a smile. Then she moved to her closet and began taking her clothes out. They'd brought a suitcase from the hyperion, she packed quickly. The bodyguards wandered around the room, then outside, then back inside again.
"You're not being inconspicuous!" Lindsey finally growled at them. Darla chuckled as she looked up. He'd slipped into his true face. She couldn't help her reaction. It was just such a shock to see her sweet Lindsey, looking so ferocious.
The leader of the team nodded and apologized, "Sorry, Sir. Come on, men. Inside." They walked inside then and shut the door. Two of them kept an eye out the windows for possible trouble.
Lindsey dropped into a chair with a sigh and reverted to his human face. Darla was right, intelligence wasn't something these people had in spades. But they were good fighters; they'd never let Wolfram and Hart down. Until now.
He sneaked a glance at Darla then. He'd heard her laugh when he'd vamped out. He wasn't sure whether to be offended or not. He decided when she looked over at him and smiled then that he wouldn't be. She'd just been surprised, most likely. It was the first time she'd seen his demon's face after all.
"All right," Darla said, after throwing the contents of the bathroom in the suitcase and closing it. "Let's get out of here." One of the men picked up the suitcase and they went back out to the car.
They sat in silence for quite a while. Darla couldn't help wondering if Angelus was all right. She was torn, though. Because trying to believe he was all right only led to thinking how he and Spike would be getting along. Something she didn't want to think about. She sighed and tried to change the direction of her mind's wanderings.
8 pm
Darla and Lindsey drove to her old hotel room in Lindsey's car with their 'bodyguards' in tow. One of the men drove, the other two crammed into the front seat with him. Leaving Darla and Lindsey in the back seat. Darla attempted to talk to them and soon decided they were all big and stupid. At least the five who'd gone with them. She asked questions, she got one word responses. She soon got aggravated attempting to keep any conversation going. She figured with a shrug that they were all brawn and no brain. So she decided to cut Lindsey some slack. It was either that or go insane while Angelus was gone.
Lindsey had remained quiet while they were on their way to Darla's hotel room. He wasn't sure if she was still angry with him or not. She and Angelus seemed to only be better for his little trick. But Lindsey was aware of the fact he had betrayed Darla's trust. So if she hated him, he only deserved it. She had given him the silent treatment after agreeing to accompany him to the hotel room for her things. So he let her be, assuming she didn't wish to speak to him. He also sensed her sadness, though, and wished she'd let him help her. He knew her mood was a result of being unable not to wonder what Spike's return would really mean for her.
She turned to him finally with a sigh. "I hope they fight better than they think," she said under her breath. She smiled when he chuckled.
"Does that mean you're speaking to me?" Lindsey asked, looking over at her.
She regarded him silently for a moment. "I suppose I am," she shrugged. "I can't fault you for choosing loyalty to your sire over loyalty to me."
"That's not what I did, though," Lindsey protested. "Darla, if I'd thought that letting Angelus hear our talk would hurt you, I never would have done it."
Darla searched his eyes and saw nothing but sincerity in them. She breathed a sigh of relief and closed her eyes, leaning back against the seat. "I'm so glad to hear you say that, Lindsey. There are very few ...well, no people I can trust," she finished with a grin. "But only a few vampires. Two to be precise, Angelus and you. But after Spike gets back..." she trailed off and looked out the window. She smiled when Lindsey took her hand hesitantly. She squeezed it gratefully, she needed the comfort.
They arrived at her hotel room and one of the men opened the car door for her. She got out and looked around warily. She didn't see anyone, but then again Wolfram and Hart wouldn't make their presence known readily. She shivered and wished Angelus hadn't left. She didn't feel safe without him nearby. She relaxed though, when she felt Lindsey's arm around her waist. "You read me too well," she said. She looked up at him but couldn't read his expression.
"I told Angelus I'd protect you," he said and they walked into her hotel room. "He didn't have to ask, though. I would've anyway."
"I know you would," she said with a smile. Then she moved to her closet and began taking her clothes out. They'd brought a suitcase from the hyperion, she packed quickly. The bodyguards wandered around the room, then outside, then back inside again.
"You're not being inconspicuous!" Lindsey finally growled at them. Darla chuckled as she looked up. He'd slipped into his true face. She couldn't help her reaction. It was just such a shock to see her sweet Lindsey, looking so ferocious.
The leader of the team nodded and apologized, "Sorry, Sir. Come on, men. Inside." They walked inside then and shut the door. Two of them kept an eye out the windows for possible trouble.
Lindsey dropped into a chair with a sigh and reverted to his human face. Darla was right, intelligence wasn't something these people had in spades. But they were good fighters; they'd never let Wolfram and Hart down. Until now.
He sneaked a glance at Darla then. He'd heard her laugh when he'd vamped out. He wasn't sure whether to be offended or not. He decided when she looked over at him and smiled then that he wouldn't be. She'd just been surprised, most likely. It was the first time she'd seen his demon's face after all.
"All right," Darla said, after throwing the contents of the bathroom in the suitcase and closing it. "Let's get out of here." One of the men picked up the suitcase and they went back out to the car.
They sat in silence for quite a while. Darla couldn't help wondering if Angelus was all right. She was torn, though. Because trying to believe he was all right only led to thinking how he and Spike would be getting along. Something she didn't want to think about. She sighed and tried to change the direction of her mind's wanderings.
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Part 30
10 pm
Darla, Lindsey and the others finally reached the Hyperion again. When they were inside, Darla stopped short with a groan. Not now.
"Grand-Mummy!" Drusilla squealed. She jumped up from the couch where she'd been feasting on a teenage boy and ran over to Darla. She hugged Darla and then promptly ran back to her meal. "Grand-Mummy's home! Now, say hello!" The boy, half-dead, didn't move or reply in any way. "Bad boy!" Dru scolded, then sank her fangs into his neck again.
"I'll take a wild guess," Lindsey said. "Drusilla?" Darla gave him a raised eyebrow and a 'you've got to be kidding me' look. Lindsey laughed. "Okay, okay, dumb question. Let me help you get your things upstairs?" Darla shrugged and he followed her with her suitcase.
"Damn it!" she screamed once she reached Angelus room. She slammed the door and Lindsey jumped in surprise. "One insane childe, one obnoxious childe, one childe who thinks she's going to take Angelus away from me...OH no, I take it back! TWO childer who think they are going to take Angelus away from me!" Darla sat on her bed and sighed in irritation.
Lindsey stared at her a moment, before asking, "Was I any part of that rant?"
Darla looked up at him in surprise. She'd forgotten he was still there. "No," she said. "You're the only one who I thought deserved to be Angelus' childe, Lindsey. Partially because I need you with us," she admitted.
Lindsey sat next to her and put his arm around her waist. "You can always count on me, Darla," he said.
She smiled up at him, "I know I can, Lindsey. And I depend on you." She laid her head on his shoulder for a moment. She really did depend on Lindsey. He'd never treated her like a means to an end, the way the others at Wolfram and Hart had. He'd been a true friend, an ally when she needed one most. That was why she'd convinced Angelus to make him part of their family.
She knew Lindsey adored her; he couldn't hide that fact. She cared for him, too, in her own way. But she knew the day would come when he'd learn to hate her. Lindsey pretended otherwise, but he was very much an innocent. Angelus liked to destroy innocents. Sooner or later, he'd break Lindsey like he'd broken his other childer. And when that happened, Lindsey would despise her for granting his wish for immortality. And Darla would lose one of her few friends.
Lindsey heard her sigh, she sounded sad. "What's wrong now?" he asked.
"Nothing," she said, not looking up at him.
"Darla, I know when you're lying so try again," Lindsey replied.
She pulled away slightly and looked at him then. "I was just thinking how much I'd miss not having you in my life," she said.
"You don't have to worry about that," Lindsey said. "I'm your friend, Darla. That won't change." Darla shook her head and he said, "What, don't you believe me?"
"I believe you mean it now," Darla said. "But I know that eventually, you'll change your mind about me, Lindsey." She held up her hand when he began to protest. "Because I didn't explain to you what it means to be Angelus' childe. And when you find out what I didn't tell you; you'll hate me for being so weak as to keep you here with us knowing what it would do to you. You'll regret you ever met me. And it will be my fault."
"Darla, I'll never regret knowing you," Lindsey said. "And whatever happens with Angelus, I won't blame you or hate you. I can't hate you, I care about you and that won't change. I got myself fatally wounded because I care about you. I asked to be with you and Angelus because I care about you.
"I didn't go into this completely ignorant of what Angelus is capable of, though. I've read the Watcher's diaries, I know what he's done. Granted, I don't know exactly what he can and will do to his childer, but I have some idea. And even though, quite honestly, I'm terrified of him, I will stay and I will learn to accept this life."
"Why?" Darla asked. "Lindsey, this is insanity! I don't want to watch him do to you what he's done to his other childer. I'd rather you left and tried to manage on your own."
"I won't leave," Lindsey said. "I care about you and I want to be here for you." He stroked her cheek gently. Their eyes locked and he knew he was playing with fire if he stayed longer. She was feeling vulnerable with Angelus gone to retrieve someone she considered an enemy. Lindsey wasn't going to take advantage of her gratitude toward him for his friendship. He pulled his hand away reluctantly and stood. "I should let you get some sleep," he said.
He turned to go but Darla grabbed his hand. "Stay with me, Lindsey. I don't want to be alone tonight."
"Darla..." Lindsey hesitated and looked back at her a moment. This situation was exactly what he'd been trying to avoid. He wasn't sure what she was asking him. But he knew that whatever it was, it was a very bad idea.
Darla stood and wrapped her arms around his neck. She pressed her body against his. "I want you to stay, Lindsey. I want you, Lindsey." She raised up on her tiptoes and nipped at his neck playfully.
Lindsey groaned and pushed at her shoulders, pushing her away. "Darla, Angelus--"
"--isn't here. He won't be home for at least three more hours," Darla said, looking at him with a smile. "Besides, if he can have his fun, I can have mine." She removed her arms from around his neck and sat back down on the bed. "It's up to you, Lindsey. I won't beg. I told you I want you. I think you want me too. So stay and show me how much you want me, or leave because you're afraid of him. It's your decision."
Next Chapter: Darla/Lindsay smut (yeah, I know what you are thinking, 'this girl is a perve!',..yes, I am, demand me 😛)
Part 30
10 pm
Darla, Lindsey and the others finally reached the Hyperion again. When they were inside, Darla stopped short with a groan. Not now.
"Grand-Mummy!" Drusilla squealed. She jumped up from the couch where she'd been feasting on a teenage boy and ran over to Darla. She hugged Darla and then promptly ran back to her meal. "Grand-Mummy's home! Now, say hello!" The boy, half-dead, didn't move or reply in any way. "Bad boy!" Dru scolded, then sank her fangs into his neck again.
"I'll take a wild guess," Lindsey said. "Drusilla?" Darla gave him a raised eyebrow and a 'you've got to be kidding me' look. Lindsey laughed. "Okay, okay, dumb question. Let me help you get your things upstairs?" Darla shrugged and he followed her with her suitcase.
"Damn it!" she screamed once she reached Angelus room. She slammed the door and Lindsey jumped in surprise. "One insane childe, one obnoxious childe, one childe who thinks she's going to take Angelus away from me...OH no, I take it back! TWO childer who think they are going to take Angelus away from me!" Darla sat on her bed and sighed in irritation.
Lindsey stared at her a moment, before asking, "Was I any part of that rant?"
Darla looked up at him in surprise. She'd forgotten he was still there. "No," she said. "You're the only one who I thought deserved to be Angelus' childe, Lindsey. Partially because I need you with us," she admitted.
Lindsey sat next to her and put his arm around her waist. "You can always count on me, Darla," he said.
She smiled up at him, "I know I can, Lindsey. And I depend on you." She laid her head on his shoulder for a moment. She really did depend on Lindsey. He'd never treated her like a means to an end, the way the others at Wolfram and Hart had. He'd been a true friend, an ally when she needed one most. That was why she'd convinced Angelus to make him part of their family.
She knew Lindsey adored her; he couldn't hide that fact. She cared for him, too, in her own way. But she knew the day would come when he'd learn to hate her. Lindsey pretended otherwise, but he was very much an innocent. Angelus liked to destroy innocents. Sooner or later, he'd break Lindsey like he'd broken his other childer. And when that happened, Lindsey would despise her for granting his wish for immortality. And Darla would lose one of her few friends.
Lindsey heard her sigh, she sounded sad. "What's wrong now?" he asked.
"Nothing," she said, not looking up at him.
"Darla, I know when you're lying so try again," Lindsey replied.
She pulled away slightly and looked at him then. "I was just thinking how much I'd miss not having you in my life," she said.
"You don't have to worry about that," Lindsey said. "I'm your friend, Darla. That won't change." Darla shook her head and he said, "What, don't you believe me?"
"I believe you mean it now," Darla said. "But I know that eventually, you'll change your mind about me, Lindsey." She held up her hand when he began to protest. "Because I didn't explain to you what it means to be Angelus' childe. And when you find out what I didn't tell you; you'll hate me for being so weak as to keep you here with us knowing what it would do to you. You'll regret you ever met me. And it will be my fault."
"Darla, I'll never regret knowing you," Lindsey said. "And whatever happens with Angelus, I won't blame you or hate you. I can't hate you, I care about you and that won't change. I got myself fatally wounded because I care about you. I asked to be with you and Angelus because I care about you.
"I didn't go into this completely ignorant of what Angelus is capable of, though. I've read the Watcher's diaries, I know what he's done. Granted, I don't know exactly what he can and will do to his childer, but I have some idea. And even though, quite honestly, I'm terrified of him, I will stay and I will learn to accept this life."
"Why?" Darla asked. "Lindsey, this is insanity! I don't want to watch him do to you what he's done to his other childer. I'd rather you left and tried to manage on your own."
"I won't leave," Lindsey said. "I care about you and I want to be here for you." He stroked her cheek gently. Their eyes locked and he knew he was playing with fire if he stayed longer. She was feeling vulnerable with Angelus gone to retrieve someone she considered an enemy. Lindsey wasn't going to take advantage of her gratitude toward him for his friendship. He pulled his hand away reluctantly and stood. "I should let you get some sleep," he said.
He turned to go but Darla grabbed his hand. "Stay with me, Lindsey. I don't want to be alone tonight."
"Darla..." Lindsey hesitated and looked back at her a moment. This situation was exactly what he'd been trying to avoid. He wasn't sure what she was asking him. But he knew that whatever it was, it was a very bad idea.
Darla stood and wrapped her arms around his neck. She pressed her body against his. "I want you to stay, Lindsey. I want you, Lindsey." She raised up on her tiptoes and nipped at his neck playfully.
Lindsey groaned and pushed at her shoulders, pushing her away. "Darla, Angelus--"
"--isn't here. He won't be home for at least three more hours," Darla said, looking at him with a smile. "Besides, if he can have his fun, I can have mine." She removed her arms from around his neck and sat back down on the bed. "It's up to you, Lindsey. I won't beg. I told you I want you. I think you want me too. So stay and show me how much you want me, or leave because you're afraid of him. It's your decision."
Next Chapter: Darla/Lindsay smut (yeah, I know what you are thinking, 'this girl is a perve!',..yes, I am, demand me 😛)
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Part 31
Warning: Lindsey/Darla smut
Lindsey stared at her, trying to think of a logical argument as to why they really shouldn't have sex. But she was right, he did want her. He'd been physically attracted to her from the moment he'd first seen her. And as he had gotten to know her more, the attraction had only grown. He'd managed to ignore the attraction most of the time, though. He knew he didn't have a chance in hell with her. She was head-over-heels in love with Angelus and always would be.
Staring at Darla was getting him nowhere, though. So he closed his eyes and tried to think the situation through more clearly. Angelus! his mind finally supplied, as a reason to walk out of the room immediately. Darla belonged to Angelus. Angelus would kill him if he even knew Lindsey was thinking about this. No, on second thought, Angelus wouldn't kill him. That would be too kind a thing for him to do. Angelus would torture Lindsey until Lindsey begged him to kill him.
But then again Lindsey reasoned, as Darla had said, Angelus wasn't here. Darla was and she was offering him something he never thought he'd ever have a chance at. And wasn't that the point of being a vampire? Want - take - have? Consequences be damned? Besides, would Darla be asking me this if she thought I'd get hurt because of it? Lindsey asked himself. He opened his eyes and looked at her again. He knew the answer: she wouldn't. She didn't love him, but she did care for him. Enough not to be able to watch him die the other night. So it was very likely she knew she could deal with Angelus' anger, if there was anger to deal with, later.
I'm just overthinking this, Lindsey decided. He ignored the voice screaming at him that he was a psychotic, suicidal, soon-to-be dusted vampire. Want - take - have he thought as he stared at the object of most of his dreams for the past year. Then he was hit by the mental image of Darla, nude and writhing in ecstasy underneath him...and all further objections were trampled.
Darla smiled at him when she saw his eyes darken with desire. "So, Lindsey, is the internal debate over?"
Lindsey took a deep, unneeded breath and said, "Not here."
Darla shrugged and stood. "I suppose you're right. It would be pushing the limits of his tolerance if he found us in his bed." Her eyes twinkled with laughter as she addded, "But wouldn't it be worth it, just to see the look on his face?"
"No," Lindsey said quite seriously.
Darla laughed. "All right then. Perhaps another time. Lead the way." She held out her hand and he took it. He pulled her to him and kissed her, hungrily. They both moaned as their tongues fought for control of the kiss. Lindsey's hands tangled in Darla's hair as she wrapped her arms around his neck, holding him to her.
Darla relented finally, allowing his tongue entrance into her mouth. She whimpered as his hands traveled down her body and squeezed her ass. Needing breath, she broke the kiss then. They stared into each other's eyes, both panting for breath.
She smirked at him then and jumped up to lock her legs around his waist. Lindsey moaned when she rubbed her pelvis against his. He latched his lips around one of her nipples through the fabric of her dress and bit down hard. "LINDSEY!" Darla yelled and held his head in place.
She ground her hips against his again and he groaned. He had to get her into his room, the sooner the better. He wrapped his arms around her waist as he carried her out of the room and down the hall. They kissed again as he walked, Darla taking the initiative this time. Her tongue swept into his mouth, exploring it thoroughly while they both moaned and whimpered.
Lindsey finally managed to reach the door to his room and fumbled with the doorknob. He cursed as his hands refused to obey orders. Darla chuckled and reached behind her. She opened the door easily and Lindsey grinned at her sheepishly. "I'm just glad someone got the stupid thing open."
Once inside, Darla unlocked her legs from around Lindsey's hips and slid down his body slowly. "****," Lindsey moaned and leaned back against the door.
"Isn't that the plan?" Darla teased. She grinned at him before turning her back to him. "Unzip me."
Lindsey reached for the zipper of her dress with shaky hands. Somehow he managed to pull it down. He moaned again when he saw she was wearing no underwear.
Darla turned and smiled at him. "I'm not a very patient person, Lindsey. I prefer as few barriers as possible between myself and what I want." She ran her hands up his chest slowly. "And right now, what I want... is you." She shrugged out of her dress, letting it fall to the ground.
"Darla, you are so beautiful," Lindsey said. He felt himself grow even harder as he gazed at her pale, perfect body. He grabbed her waist and pulled her close, leaning his head down to suckle her breast. Darla whimpered and moved her hands between them to unbutton his shirt. He continued his ministrations on her breast, biting her nipple lightly. Darla moaned his name in response.
She shoved him away eventually and pushed his shirt off his shoulders. She smiled and ran her hands over his chest. "You're not half-bad yourself," she said. Her fingers pinched and twisted his nipples and Lindsey groaned in pleasure.
He closed his eyes to savor the sensation of her hands on him like that. He shouted in surprise then as he felt her teeth graze his nipple then. "God, Darla," he moaned, running his hands down to squeeze her ass gently. He gasped in surprise when he felt her hands slip inside his waistband to stroke his cock.
"Darla, please," he moaned again. He hadn't even been aware she'd unfastened his pants. She pulled away and he growled in disappointment.
Darla smiled when he growled. "Enough foreplay," she said as she backed away to sit on the bed. She scooted back to lie down, her legs spread. "I don't want gentle, Lindsey. I don't want sweet," she said as she moved one hand down to finger herself. He could smell her arousal, the scent was permeating the room. "I want you, inside me, right now," she whimpered as she pushed two fingers inside herself."
Lindsey groaned. "Whatever you say," he said as he pushed his pants and boxers off quickly. He kicked his shoes off then climbed onto the bed. Darla held her arms out to him and he crawled up toward her and knelt between her legs. He leaned down to kiss her and moaned into her mouth when he felt her hand stroke his length again.
Darla moved her lips to his earlobe and nipped at it gently. She put her legs around his hips and guided him into her slick passage. They both moaned as he thrust into her fully. Darla trailed her hands down to squeeze his ass and pull him further inside her. She whimpered when he did. "Lindsey," she moaned.
He pulled out almost all the way and raised his head to look at her. Darla growled and tried to use her legs to pull him back, but he resisted. He smiled at her. "Tell me what you want," he said.
"**** me," she whimpered. "Make me scream."
Lindsey moaned as his last bit of self-control broke at hearing those words from her. "Gladly," he said with a smile. He leaned down to kiss her at the same time he thrust into her again. Darla moaned into his mouth as her nails scratched down his back.
Lindsey growled at the scent of blood and vamped out. He fought the urge to bite her though; he knew that would be far beyond the bounds of what his sire would tolerate. He licked at her throat instead as he started thrusting into her quickly. He regained control, slipping into his human face again. He moved to kiss her passionately, his tongue thrusting into her mouth at the same time his cock thrust into her pussy.
Darla moaned into his mouth and moved her hands to twist and pull at his nipples. She smiled against his lips when he groaned. She moaned and whimpered then when his fingers found her clit. He pinched and tugged it gently, and she broke the kiss. "LINDSEY!" She yelled. Soon he had her panting for breath and writhing underneath him. She begged for release but he didn't give her what she needed. "PLEASE!" she yelled. She grabbed his face and looked into his eyes. "I need to come," she whimpered. She was so close she could feel it.
Lindsey shook his head and ignored her request. He kept his touch on her clit light enough to keep her from coming yet. He kissed his way down her throat and moved his hand away from her clit. "Damn you!" She whimpered in frustration. He looked up at her and smiled when he saw her glare at him. He squeezed a breast, then pinched and tugged at the nipple. As he did, he trailed kisses up her throat to bite and suck on her earlobe.
Darla whimpered at his teasing and squeezed his cock with her vaginal muscles. Lindsey groaned and she chuckled. She did it again and Lindsey looked at her with a growl, now in demon face. She grinned back at him. "Don't ****ing tease me, Boy," she warned, her eyes dancing with laughter. "I can play that game too." She whimpered when he stopped his thrusts into her body. "Li--"
She gasped in surprise when he flipped them over so she was on top. "Ohhhh," She moaned in pleasure at the change in angle. She braced her hands on his chest and raised her hips up until he was almost out of her body, then slammed herself down on him. They both moaned in unison.
Darla started riding him furiously then. She whimpered and moaned, her head thrown back in ecstasy as his pubic bone hit her clit each time their bodies made contact again. She looked down at him then and saw the gold tinge in his eyes. "Darla," he groaned. "I can't..."
"You don't have to fight it," she whispered. "I want to see the real you, Lindsey." She leaned down to kiss him, her hand stroked his face gently. She swallowed his groan and pulled back to see his face change. She kissed him again; her tongue thrust into his mouth and she purposely cut her tongue on one of his fangs.
She whimpered and he growled as he sucked on her tongue, taking every drop of blood she offered him. She continued to ride him while they kissed. Their pubic bones rubbed together and Darla moaned. She just needed--Lindsey slipped one hand between them and rubbed her clit. That was all Darla needed to send her over the edge. She threw her head back and yelled his name. Her whole body shook with the force of her orgasm and she collapsed on his chest, trembling and whimpering.
Lindsey flipped them over again and pounded into her furiously. "Lindsey," Darla moaned as she felt herself approaching her second orgasm quickly. Lindsey kissed her and she moaned into his mouth. She felt his fingers twisting her clit roughly, and she froze. She then arched against him and tore her mouth away as she screamed and climaxed violently. She scratched her nails down his back and Lindsey thrust twice more into her before also climaxing with a shout.
Lindsey collapsed on top of Darla, panting. He pulled out of her and smiled when she whimpered at the loss. He kissed her gently then rolled onto his back, pulling her with him. Darla rested her head on his chest and ran her right hand over his chest as she fought to catch her breath. "Oh my God," she said finally. "You are far too young to be that talented."
Lindsey laughed and leaned down to kiss the top of her head. "I'm glad I could impress you."
"Mmmm, you could say that," she nodded. She yawned then. "I need to sleep now, Lindsey. Do you want me to go?"
"You can stay," Lindsey replied. "If you want."
"I want," she said and curled up against him, her arm around his waist. Soon they were both asleep.
Warning: Lindsey/Darla smut
Lindsey stared at her, trying to think of a logical argument as to why they really shouldn't have sex. But she was right, he did want her. He'd been physically attracted to her from the moment he'd first seen her. And as he had gotten to know her more, the attraction had only grown. He'd managed to ignore the attraction most of the time, though. He knew he didn't have a chance in hell with her. She was head-over-heels in love with Angelus and always would be.
Staring at Darla was getting him nowhere, though. So he closed his eyes and tried to think the situation through more clearly. Angelus! his mind finally supplied, as a reason to walk out of the room immediately. Darla belonged to Angelus. Angelus would kill him if he even knew Lindsey was thinking about this. No, on second thought, Angelus wouldn't kill him. That would be too kind a thing for him to do. Angelus would torture Lindsey until Lindsey begged him to kill him.
But then again Lindsey reasoned, as Darla had said, Angelus wasn't here. Darla was and she was offering him something he never thought he'd ever have a chance at. And wasn't that the point of being a vampire? Want - take - have? Consequences be damned? Besides, would Darla be asking me this if she thought I'd get hurt because of it? Lindsey asked himself. He opened his eyes and looked at her again. He knew the answer: she wouldn't. She didn't love him, but she did care for him. Enough not to be able to watch him die the other night. So it was very likely she knew she could deal with Angelus' anger, if there was anger to deal with, later.
I'm just overthinking this, Lindsey decided. He ignored the voice screaming at him that he was a psychotic, suicidal, soon-to-be dusted vampire. Want - take - have he thought as he stared at the object of most of his dreams for the past year. Then he was hit by the mental image of Darla, nude and writhing in ecstasy underneath him...and all further objections were trampled.
Darla smiled at him when she saw his eyes darken with desire. "So, Lindsey, is the internal debate over?"
Lindsey took a deep, unneeded breath and said, "Not here."
Darla shrugged and stood. "I suppose you're right. It would be pushing the limits of his tolerance if he found us in his bed." Her eyes twinkled with laughter as she addded, "But wouldn't it be worth it, just to see the look on his face?"
"No," Lindsey said quite seriously.
Darla laughed. "All right then. Perhaps another time. Lead the way." She held out her hand and he took it. He pulled her to him and kissed her, hungrily. They both moaned as their tongues fought for control of the kiss. Lindsey's hands tangled in Darla's hair as she wrapped her arms around his neck, holding him to her.
Darla relented finally, allowing his tongue entrance into her mouth. She whimpered as his hands traveled down her body and squeezed her ass. Needing breath, she broke the kiss then. They stared into each other's eyes, both panting for breath.
She smirked at him then and jumped up to lock her legs around his waist. Lindsey moaned when she rubbed her pelvis against his. He latched his lips around one of her nipples through the fabric of her dress and bit down hard. "LINDSEY!" Darla yelled and held his head in place.
She ground her hips against his again and he groaned. He had to get her into his room, the sooner the better. He wrapped his arms around her waist as he carried her out of the room and down the hall. They kissed again as he walked, Darla taking the initiative this time. Her tongue swept into his mouth, exploring it thoroughly while they both moaned and whimpered.
Lindsey finally managed to reach the door to his room and fumbled with the doorknob. He cursed as his hands refused to obey orders. Darla chuckled and reached behind her. She opened the door easily and Lindsey grinned at her sheepishly. "I'm just glad someone got the stupid thing open."
Once inside, Darla unlocked her legs from around Lindsey's hips and slid down his body slowly. "****," Lindsey moaned and leaned back against the door.
"Isn't that the plan?" Darla teased. She grinned at him before turning her back to him. "Unzip me."
Lindsey reached for the zipper of her dress with shaky hands. Somehow he managed to pull it down. He moaned again when he saw she was wearing no underwear.
Darla turned and smiled at him. "I'm not a very patient person, Lindsey. I prefer as few barriers as possible between myself and what I want." She ran her hands up his chest slowly. "And right now, what I want... is you." She shrugged out of her dress, letting it fall to the ground.
"Darla, you are so beautiful," Lindsey said. He felt himself grow even harder as he gazed at her pale, perfect body. He grabbed her waist and pulled her close, leaning his head down to suckle her breast. Darla whimpered and moved her hands between them to unbutton his shirt. He continued his ministrations on her breast, biting her nipple lightly. Darla moaned his name in response.
She shoved him away eventually and pushed his shirt off his shoulders. She smiled and ran her hands over his chest. "You're not half-bad yourself," she said. Her fingers pinched and twisted his nipples and Lindsey groaned in pleasure.
He closed his eyes to savor the sensation of her hands on him like that. He shouted in surprise then as he felt her teeth graze his nipple then. "God, Darla," he moaned, running his hands down to squeeze her ass gently. He gasped in surprise when he felt her hands slip inside his waistband to stroke his cock.
"Darla, please," he moaned again. He hadn't even been aware she'd unfastened his pants. She pulled away and he growled in disappointment.
Darla smiled when he growled. "Enough foreplay," she said as she backed away to sit on the bed. She scooted back to lie down, her legs spread. "I don't want gentle, Lindsey. I don't want sweet," she said as she moved one hand down to finger herself. He could smell her arousal, the scent was permeating the room. "I want you, inside me, right now," she whimpered as she pushed two fingers inside herself."
Lindsey groaned. "Whatever you say," he said as he pushed his pants and boxers off quickly. He kicked his shoes off then climbed onto the bed. Darla held her arms out to him and he crawled up toward her and knelt between her legs. He leaned down to kiss her and moaned into her mouth when he felt her hand stroke his length again.
Darla moved her lips to his earlobe and nipped at it gently. She put her legs around his hips and guided him into her slick passage. They both moaned as he thrust into her fully. Darla trailed her hands down to squeeze his ass and pull him further inside her. She whimpered when he did. "Lindsey," she moaned.
He pulled out almost all the way and raised his head to look at her. Darla growled and tried to use her legs to pull him back, but he resisted. He smiled at her. "Tell me what you want," he said.
"**** me," she whimpered. "Make me scream."
Lindsey moaned as his last bit of self-control broke at hearing those words from her. "Gladly," he said with a smile. He leaned down to kiss her at the same time he thrust into her again. Darla moaned into his mouth as her nails scratched down his back.
Lindsey growled at the scent of blood and vamped out. He fought the urge to bite her though; he knew that would be far beyond the bounds of what his sire would tolerate. He licked at her throat instead as he started thrusting into her quickly. He regained control, slipping into his human face again. He moved to kiss her passionately, his tongue thrusting into her mouth at the same time his cock thrust into her pussy.
Darla moaned into his mouth and moved her hands to twist and pull at his nipples. She smiled against his lips when he groaned. She moaned and whimpered then when his fingers found her clit. He pinched and tugged it gently, and she broke the kiss. "LINDSEY!" She yelled. Soon he had her panting for breath and writhing underneath him. She begged for release but he didn't give her what she needed. "PLEASE!" she yelled. She grabbed his face and looked into his eyes. "I need to come," she whimpered. She was so close she could feel it.
Lindsey shook his head and ignored her request. He kept his touch on her clit light enough to keep her from coming yet. He kissed his way down her throat and moved his hand away from her clit. "Damn you!" She whimpered in frustration. He looked up at her and smiled when he saw her glare at him. He squeezed a breast, then pinched and tugged at the nipple. As he did, he trailed kisses up her throat to bite and suck on her earlobe.
Darla whimpered at his teasing and squeezed his cock with her vaginal muscles. Lindsey groaned and she chuckled. She did it again and Lindsey looked at her with a growl, now in demon face. She grinned back at him. "Don't ****ing tease me, Boy," she warned, her eyes dancing with laughter. "I can play that game too." She whimpered when he stopped his thrusts into her body. "Li--"
She gasped in surprise when he flipped them over so she was on top. "Ohhhh," She moaned in pleasure at the change in angle. She braced her hands on his chest and raised her hips up until he was almost out of her body, then slammed herself down on him. They both moaned in unison.
Darla started riding him furiously then. She whimpered and moaned, her head thrown back in ecstasy as his pubic bone hit her clit each time their bodies made contact again. She looked down at him then and saw the gold tinge in his eyes. "Darla," he groaned. "I can't..."
"You don't have to fight it," she whispered. "I want to see the real you, Lindsey." She leaned down to kiss him, her hand stroked his face gently. She swallowed his groan and pulled back to see his face change. She kissed him again; her tongue thrust into his mouth and she purposely cut her tongue on one of his fangs.
She whimpered and he growled as he sucked on her tongue, taking every drop of blood she offered him. She continued to ride him while they kissed. Their pubic bones rubbed together and Darla moaned. She just needed--Lindsey slipped one hand between them and rubbed her clit. That was all Darla needed to send her over the edge. She threw her head back and yelled his name. Her whole body shook with the force of her orgasm and she collapsed on his chest, trembling and whimpering.
Lindsey flipped them over again and pounded into her furiously. "Lindsey," Darla moaned as she felt herself approaching her second orgasm quickly. Lindsey kissed her and she moaned into his mouth. She felt his fingers twisting her clit roughly, and she froze. She then arched against him and tore her mouth away as she screamed and climaxed violently. She scratched her nails down his back and Lindsey thrust twice more into her before also climaxing with a shout.
Lindsey collapsed on top of Darla, panting. He pulled out of her and smiled when she whimpered at the loss. He kissed her gently then rolled onto his back, pulling her with him. Darla rested her head on his chest and ran her right hand over his chest as she fought to catch her breath. "Oh my God," she said finally. "You are far too young to be that talented."
Lindsey laughed and leaned down to kiss the top of her head. "I'm glad I could impress you."
"Mmmm, you could say that," she nodded. She yawned then. "I need to sleep now, Lindsey. Do you want me to go?"
"You can stay," Lindsey replied. "If you want."
"I want," she said and curled up against him, her arm around his waist. Soon they were both asleep.
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Part 32
12 am
Spike stared at Angelus, speechless. He'd just finished explaining the situation to Spike, everything from the last few days until tonight. Wolfram and Hart, the Orb, Darla, Cordelia, someone else named Lindsey...Spike was left wondering why he'd gotten in the car with his sire in the first place. Why he didn't just jump out and make a run for it now. Because Angelus said he'd help me get the chip out. Spike reminded himself. But still.....Darla's human? ****in' stupid idiot humans! Now Angelus is the head of the clan, not Darla. Nobody to hold him back anymore. If I thought he was bad three years ago...****. That was nothing compared to what he can do now. Well I'm not bloody sticking around to find out just how much fun the new and improved Angelus can be.
Spike reached for the door handle, then stopped himself. Fu'ckfu'ckfu'ckfu'ckfu'ck! I can't leave Dru. he realized with a sigh of resignation. There's nothing holding him back now, he'll.... I won't let him hurt her anymore than he already has. I'll stick around long enough so he can get rid of the chip, then Dru and I will get the hell out of there.
Angelus grinned over at Spike, he could practically hear the wheels turning. He knew Spike was probably planning his escape. He wasn't worried, though. He had Drusilla, she would never leave her sire. So Spike wouldn't be going anywhere anytime soon.
"Something wrong?" Angelus asked and barely kept himself from laughing when he saw Spike's guilty look.
"Nothing!" Spike replied quickly. "So.... you gonna turn the blonde bim-" He was cut off by Angelus hand squeezing his throat painfully. He tried to pull the hand away, unsuccessfully.
Angelus laughed. Spike never had learned to control his instinct to breathe. Which made it all the more fun for Angelus. "She may not be my sire anymore, but you will treat her with the same respect... no, make that MORE respect than you did in the past. Is that CLEAR, Boy?" Angelus said. Spike nodded and Angelus released his throat.
Spike gasped for breath, and tried to resist the urge to tell his sire off. Just remember you're doing this for Dru. "Sorry" he muttered eventually.
"I'll let it go this time," Angelus said. "And to answer your question, yes, I will turn Darla. But she'll not just be my childe, she'll be my mate. Which is why you will not treat her with disrespect."
"You can't--" Spike raised his hands in an apologetic gesture when Angelus growled and glanced over at him warningly. "Got it. You're the head of the clan, now. You can do whatever you damn well, please. No Master to tell you ya can't mate with Darla, so go right ahead. Not like I care..." He sighed with relief when Angelus nodded and turned back to the road.
******* he finished silently.
Angelus sighed and turned back to the road. Spike is wearing on my nerves already. All I want to do is get back to the Hyperion. I don't care that Dru will be there, I'll torment Spike with her later. Tomorrow. Right now all I want to do is get upstairs and slip into bed with Darla. Damn, I miss her already, after just a few hours. That's a bad sign.
"Sire?"
"WHAT!" Angelus yelled. He saw the hurt look on Spike's face but refused to feel bad.
"I was just gonna ask how much further it was," Spike grumbled.
Angelus rolled his eyes. Spike was the eternal childe, that much was certain. "A few more blocks," he replied. He was grateful when Spike let the rest of the way go by in silence.
Finally, they reached the Hyperion. Angelus looked at his watch, it was just past one am. Earlier than he'd thought. "NOW we're here," Angelus said with a grin. He chuckled when Spike jumped out of the car and ran into the Hyperion.
"DRUSILLA! OW! FUiCK YOU, ARS'E'HOLE!" --that was the first thing Angelus heard when he got out of the car.
"SPIKE!" --that was Drusilla's voice.
Angelus ran into the Hyperion and knocked the man beating up on Spike across the room with a roar. Drusilla was screaming and crying, sitting on the floor nearby. Spike was sitting on the floor not too far away from her, cursing, bleeding from his nose and mouth. Angelus looked around, trying to figure out what the hell had just happened. He realized after a few moments that the man attacking Spike had been one of their bodyguards, attempting to do his job.
Angelus saw Cordelia then. She was sitting on the couch, wrapped in the arms of another one of his men. Angelus growled and the man made himself scarce faster than Angelus had ever seen a human move. "WHY THE HELL DIDN'T YOU TELL THEM WHO HE WAS?!" Angelus yelled as he approached Cordelia with a furious look on his face.
Cordelia jumped off the couch with a squeak and ran behind the counter. "I'm sure you heard what happened yourself, Angelus!" She yelled back. "Blondie came barreling in here, Rick was just protecting us!"
"CORDELIA..." Angelus was pissed. So far, the remainder of his night was not turning out to be the relaxing one he'd wanted. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "Never...mind." He opened his eyes again. "Where's - DRUSILLA SHUT THE HELL UP!" He turned on the crazy vampiress, who was still screaming and babbling.
"Dru," Spike hurried over to her and pulled her into his arms. "Hush up, Luv. I'm okay. Everything's okay now. Calm down, please, Pet." Drusilla whimpered and held onto him tightly. "Shhh," Spike soothed her patiently, stroking her hair gently.
"That's more like it," Angelus said. He turned back to Cordelia. "Now, as I was saying, where's Darla."
"Hmmm," Cordelia cocked her head, pretending to think about it. "Oh, she's around here somewhere, if the cries of 'Oh yes, Lindsey!... Oh God, Lindsey!' were any indication." She grinned at him then ran upstairs when he growled again.
Spike stifled the urge to burst out laughing when he heard Cordelia's rather accurate imitation of Darla in the heat of passion. Sounds like Darla's up to her old tricks again he thought with a smile. "Show me where our room is, Pet."
"My room," Drusilla said and pouted at him.
"Oh, come on, Princess," Spike said. He brushed his lips against hers softly. "I was bad, Luv, I know I was. Gimme another chance, please? I missed you so much." He sighed when Drusilla pulled away from him and walked over to Angelus hesitantly instead. Some things ****ing never change. Spike thought angrily.
"My Angel? Are you really back with us?" she asked.
Angelus smirked over at Spike then pulled Dru against him. "Yeah, Baby," he said before kissing her thoroughly. He thrust his tongue into her mouth, catching the coppery taste of her last feed. He smiled against her mouth as she moaned and threw her arms around his neck. He knew Spike was seething, he could practically smell the rage. Tormenting Spike was too much fun to resist, even if he did really just want to go upstairs to Darla.
Darla.
He pulled away and smiled at Dru's dazed expression. "Go to bed, Drusilla," Angelus said then. "Spike can stay with you if you like. I promise we'll spend some time together tomorrow."
She appeared quite content with that promise and turned back to Spike. "You were bad."
Spike rolled his eyes. "So then punish me," he said with a grin.
Dru appeared to contemplate that. "The mad hatter says there's no room at the party for you."
"He's lying," Spike said matter-of-factly. He ran over to her and picked her up then, continuing upstairs with her as she squealed and giggled.
Angelus chuckled. Those two would never change. If Cordelia was right, though, he now had another two to deal with. Lindsey and Darla.
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Part 32
12 am
Spike stared at Angelus, speechless. He'd just finished explaining the situation to Spike, everything from the last few days until tonight. Wolfram and Hart, the Orb, Darla, Cordelia, someone else named Lindsey...Spike was left wondering why he'd gotten in the car with his sire in the first place. Why he didn't just jump out and make a run for it now. Because Angelus said he'd help me get the chip out. Spike reminded himself. But still.....Darla's human? ****in' stupid idiot humans! Now Angelus is the head of the clan, not Darla. Nobody to hold him back anymore. If I thought he was bad three years ago...****. That was nothing compared to what he can do now. Well I'm not bloody sticking around to find out just how much fun the new and improved Angelus can be.
Spike reached for the door handle, then stopped himself. Fu'ckfu'ckfu'ckfu'ckfu'ck! I can't leave Dru. he realized with a sigh of resignation. There's nothing holding him back now, he'll.... I won't let him hurt her anymore than he already has. I'll stick around long enough so he can get rid of the chip, then Dru and I will get the hell out of there.
Angelus grinned over at Spike, he could practically hear the wheels turning. He knew Spike was probably planning his escape. He wasn't worried, though. He had Drusilla, she would never leave her sire. So Spike wouldn't be going anywhere anytime soon.
"Something wrong?" Angelus asked and barely kept himself from laughing when he saw Spike's guilty look.
"Nothing!" Spike replied quickly. "So.... you gonna turn the blonde bim-" He was cut off by Angelus hand squeezing his throat painfully. He tried to pull the hand away, unsuccessfully.
Angelus laughed. Spike never had learned to control his instinct to breathe. Which made it all the more fun for Angelus. "She may not be my sire anymore, but you will treat her with the same respect... no, make that MORE respect than you did in the past. Is that CLEAR, Boy?" Angelus said. Spike nodded and Angelus released his throat.
Spike gasped for breath, and tried to resist the urge to tell his sire off. Just remember you're doing this for Dru. "Sorry" he muttered eventually.
"I'll let it go this time," Angelus said. "And to answer your question, yes, I will turn Darla. But she'll not just be my childe, she'll be my mate. Which is why you will not treat her with disrespect."
"You can't--" Spike raised his hands in an apologetic gesture when Angelus growled and glanced over at him warningly. "Got it. You're the head of the clan, now. You can do whatever you damn well, please. No Master to tell you ya can't mate with Darla, so go right ahead. Not like I care..." He sighed with relief when Angelus nodded and turned back to the road.
******* he finished silently.
Angelus sighed and turned back to the road. Spike is wearing on my nerves already. All I want to do is get back to the Hyperion. I don't care that Dru will be there, I'll torment Spike with her later. Tomorrow. Right now all I want to do is get upstairs and slip into bed with Darla. Damn, I miss her already, after just a few hours. That's a bad sign.
"Sire?"
"WHAT!" Angelus yelled. He saw the hurt look on Spike's face but refused to feel bad.
"I was just gonna ask how much further it was," Spike grumbled.
Angelus rolled his eyes. Spike was the eternal childe, that much was certain. "A few more blocks," he replied. He was grateful when Spike let the rest of the way go by in silence.
Finally, they reached the Hyperion. Angelus looked at his watch, it was just past one am. Earlier than he'd thought. "NOW we're here," Angelus said with a grin. He chuckled when Spike jumped out of the car and ran into the Hyperion.
"DRUSILLA! OW! FUiCK YOU, ARS'E'HOLE!" --that was the first thing Angelus heard when he got out of the car.
"SPIKE!" --that was Drusilla's voice.
Angelus ran into the Hyperion and knocked the man beating up on Spike across the room with a roar. Drusilla was screaming and crying, sitting on the floor nearby. Spike was sitting on the floor not too far away from her, cursing, bleeding from his nose and mouth. Angelus looked around, trying to figure out what the hell had just happened. He realized after a few moments that the man attacking Spike had been one of their bodyguards, attempting to do his job.
Angelus saw Cordelia then. She was sitting on the couch, wrapped in the arms of another one of his men. Angelus growled and the man made himself scarce faster than Angelus had ever seen a human move. "WHY THE HELL DIDN'T YOU TELL THEM WHO HE WAS?!" Angelus yelled as he approached Cordelia with a furious look on his face.
Cordelia jumped off the couch with a squeak and ran behind the counter. "I'm sure you heard what happened yourself, Angelus!" She yelled back. "Blondie came barreling in here, Rick was just protecting us!"
"CORDELIA..." Angelus was pissed. So far, the remainder of his night was not turning out to be the relaxing one he'd wanted. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "Never...mind." He opened his eyes again. "Where's - DRUSILLA SHUT THE HELL UP!" He turned on the crazy vampiress, who was still screaming and babbling.
"Dru," Spike hurried over to her and pulled her into his arms. "Hush up, Luv. I'm okay. Everything's okay now. Calm down, please, Pet." Drusilla whimpered and held onto him tightly. "Shhh," Spike soothed her patiently, stroking her hair gently.
"That's more like it," Angelus said. He turned back to Cordelia. "Now, as I was saying, where's Darla."
"Hmmm," Cordelia cocked her head, pretending to think about it. "Oh, she's around here somewhere, if the cries of 'Oh yes, Lindsey!... Oh God, Lindsey!' were any indication." She grinned at him then ran upstairs when he growled again.
Spike stifled the urge to burst out laughing when he heard Cordelia's rather accurate imitation of Darla in the heat of passion. Sounds like Darla's up to her old tricks again he thought with a smile. "Show me where our room is, Pet."
"My room," Drusilla said and pouted at him.
"Oh, come on, Princess," Spike said. He brushed his lips against hers softly. "I was bad, Luv, I know I was. Gimme another chance, please? I missed you so much." He sighed when Drusilla pulled away from him and walked over to Angelus hesitantly instead. Some things ****ing never change. Spike thought angrily.
"My Angel? Are you really back with us?" she asked.
Angelus smirked over at Spike then pulled Dru against him. "Yeah, Baby," he said before kissing her thoroughly. He thrust his tongue into her mouth, catching the coppery taste of her last feed. He smiled against her mouth as she moaned and threw her arms around his neck. He knew Spike was seething, he could practically smell the rage. Tormenting Spike was too much fun to resist, even if he did really just want to go upstairs to Darla.
Darla.
He pulled away and smiled at Dru's dazed expression. "Go to bed, Drusilla," Angelus said then. "Spike can stay with you if you like. I promise we'll spend some time together tomorrow."
She appeared quite content with that promise and turned back to Spike. "You were bad."
Spike rolled his eyes. "So then punish me," he said with a grin.
Dru appeared to contemplate that. "The mad hatter says there's no room at the party for you."
"He's lying," Spike said matter-of-factly. He ran over to her and picked her up then, continuing upstairs with her as she squealed and giggled.
Angelus chuckled. Those two would never change. If Cordelia was right, though, he now had another two to deal with. Lindsey and Darla.
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