Darling Boy

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Part 33
Warning: Spike/Drusilla smut (yeah, again!)


"Okay, where the hell are we going?" Spike said as he stopped suddenly. The hotel only had four floors.


Drusilla laughed. "Upstairs. Third floor, room 321....blast off! Like a rocket!"


"Yeah, okay," Spike chuckled. That's what he got for introducing Drusilla to the world of television. She thought it was bloody magic and watched it more than he did. And that was quite a lot.


He made his way up one more flight of stairs and found her room eventually. He walked in and knew without a doubt it was Drusilla's room. All her dolls were on the shelves, along with some herbs from magic spells she sometimes attempted. He set her down gently then kissed her before she could move away. She tasted like cinnamon... he didn't know why, she just always did. He caught the faint taste of blood too and realized he hadn't fed in hours.


Then he caught the taste of their sire on her tongue and he moaned as he felt himself growing hard. It wasn't bloody fair the hold Angelus had over him and Dru. He hated the *******, he sure as hell didn't want to want him. But he didn't get a say in the matter, it was like a law of nature with vampires. The stupid ****ing sire/childe bond. It doesn't matter how your sire treats you, you are doomed to adore him or her until they finally get tired of you and dust you.


Drusilla ground her hips against his and he moaned. He slipped his hands to the zipper of her dress and pulled it down. She slid her hands up under his T-shirt and scratched down his chest, drawing blood. "****!" Spike yelled as he broke the kiss.


"Bad Spike," Drusilla said with a frown. "You don't deserve to play."


Spike growled. "Dru, please. I want you. I need you. Don't you remember how good we are together? I can make you feel so good, Pet." He leaned in to lick along the ridge of her ear. He grinned when she whimpered in response. "Come on, Baby, let me make you scream, just like old times."


She seemed to think about it a moment; and while she did Spike nibbled on her earlobe. "Yes," she finally whispered.


Spike grinned and stepped back. He pulled off his T-shirt, then pushed his jeans down quickly. He winced as his body reminded him of the recent abuse by Angelus. He caught Drusilla's concerned look and smiled at her. "It's nothing," he assured her. She smiled and turned her back to him. He walked over and slipped her dress off her shoulders slowly. He leaned in to nip at her neck as he slid it down her body.


Drusilla moaned, "Spike. My Spike."


"That's right, Luv," Spike whispered. "Yours. Always."


"You left me," she whimpered.


Spike slipped his hands around her stomach, and pulled her back against his chest, "I'll never do that again, Dru. I need you too much." He moaned when she rubbed her ass against his already erect cock. He continued kissing her neck as his hands moved up to cup her breasts. He squeezed them, gently. When she moaned his name, he then pinched and twisted her nipples roughly. "SPIKE!" she moaned, "I need..."


"Ah, ****," he groaned as she continued to rub herself against his cock, faster now. She raised her arms and reached behind them to squeeze his ass. He moved one hand down to her ****, cupping her gently. He moaned when he felt how wet she was already. He wondered briefly if it was all because of him. NO! Don't think about that He told himself. It doesn't matter. All that matters is she's here with me now.
He tightened his other arm around her waist to still her movements then. When she whimpered and pulled at his arm uneffectively, he chuckled. "Ya gotta stop, Dru. Otherwise this is going to be over way too quickly." He moved his arm on top of hers then and interlocked his fingers with hers. "And I don't want this to be over until I hear you scream my name," he growled. She turned her head and he looked into her eyes before kissing her passionately. She moved her other hand to the base of his skull as their tongues dueled.


He slipped two fingers of his other hand inside her **** then and began thrusting them inside her repeatedly. He kissed along her jaw then bit her earlobe. He loved the sounds she made during sex, all her whimpers and moans. She was always so vocal; she let him know without a doubt when he did something to her that she liked. It was half the reason she was able to make him so crazy.


He added two more fingers to her passage and she cried out in surprise. Before long she was rocking against his hand as best she could, whimpering and moaning his name loudly. "Spike, please, I'm burning," she whimpered.


"I know, Pet," he whispered in her ear. He moved his thumb to her clit and rubbed it gently. She arched against his hand and stifled a sob. "It's okay, Dru. Just let go. Come for me, Baby," he urged her as he increased pressure on her clit. He vamped out and bit down on her earlobe just enough to draw blood. She screamed his name as she climaxed.


Spike held her against him as her knees gave out. He continued thrusting his fingers into her gently until she quieted. Then he pulled them out of her and brought them to his mouth. He groaned as he tasted her cum on his fingers. "You taste so good, Luv."


Drusilla broke from his grasp suddenly. Before he could grab her again she jumped into bed. She rolled onto her back and spread her legs. "Your turn," she said with a giggle, holding her hands out to him.


"Oh gods, Dru, it's been too long," Spike said as he looked at her then. This beautiful woman in front of him was his princess, his reason for being. He climbed onto the bed and aligned his cock with her opening. He thrust into her fully and she whimpered with pleasure. He groaned at the feeling of being inside her finally. Her body was made for him to worship, they were perfect together. After too many months away from her, he'd almost forgotten that. He'd almost forgotten what he'd given up. He'd never let that happen again.


He began driving into her furiously and Drusilla moaned and locked her legs around his hips to push him further inside. "****, Dru. I love you, Baby," he whispered in her ear.


She whimpered. "Spike, I love you."


Spike groaned and sped up the pace of his thrusts into her. He didn't think he could remember the last time she'd said that to him. Or even if she ever had said it before. He raised his head to look into her eyes and smiled at her. She smiled back and he felt like his entire world fell into place at that moment. He kissed her passionately as he felt his orgasm approaching. He pulled back and she tilted her head away from him. "Drink," she whispered.


He vamped out and sunk his fangs into her throat. She climaxed with a yell, her muscles contracting around his cock. Spike groaned when he felt her fangs in his own throat. He followed her quickly into his own orgasm, as they drank each other's blood. He withdrew his fangs eventually, as did she. He kissed her again gently before rolling onto his back.


Drusilla cuddled up against his side and he wrapped his arms around her waist. His last thoughts as he drifted off to sleep were, I'm home. I don't give a damn what happens with Angelus, I'm with my Drusilla. that's all that matters.
 
Originally posted by ana8
And what with Darla and Lindsey and Angelus??
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hmmm,..here is something about that:


Part 34
1:30 am


Angelus made his way upstairs to his room. He opened the door but wasn't really surprised not to find Darla there.


"Told ya."


Angelus growled and turned to face his childe. "'Delia, go away."


"What, I'm just trying to help," Cordelia grumbled.


"Like hell you are, Girl," Angelus said. "You think I don't see right through you? Don't try to con someone who mastered the art two hundred years before your ancestors figured out that was how to make their first million."


"**** you," Cordelia said. She turned to go but Angelus grabbed her by the hair.


He pulled her back against him and growled in her ear, "Been there, done that. Now make yourself scarce." He threw her out of the room and waited until he heard her door slam. Then he went down the hall to Lindsey's room.


Darla had been waiting for Angelus to return. Lindsey was sound asleep and she hoped he'd be able to stay that way. She was amazed he wasn't too nervous to sleep. I suppose that just means he trusts me. He believes that I wouldn't have put him into any serious danger of physical harm from Angelus. I really hope I am worthy of that trust. But Angelus has never been predictable.


She heard the door open and shut again. She knew it was Angelus. She decided to wait for him to make his presence known. The silence was unnerving, to say the least. And it wasn't fair; she knew he could see everything in the dark room perfectly but she couldn't even tell where he was. She was glad that Lindsey had pulled the sheet up over them. Something told her Angelus wouldn't need to actually see their nude bodies, it would just make him more irate than he was at the moment.


And she had no doubt that was what he was, because he hadn't said a word in the past five minutes. Seething in silence, he was a master at that.


She felt Lindsey tense up under her; he was awake obviously and sensed another presence in the room. She sighed and sat up, not bothering to cover her breasts with the sheet. "Darling?" she said and mentally cursed her trembling voice. "Angelus? Is that you?"


"Yes." She tracked his voice; he was to her right. Most likely sitting in the chair.


Well...glad he's gotten comfortable Darla thought. She resisted the urge to roll her eyes. He'd see that. "I missed you," she said.

"Did you?" he asked. "It seems you managed quite well without me."

decided that would be too hasty a move. Especially since he felt that Lindsey was valuable to him, because of his knowledge of Wolfram and Hart.


"Well, I'd like to say this was a surprise, but I saw it coming," he said smoothly. He looked over at his childe, who was still faking sleep. "I know you're awake, Boy, don't insult me by pretending otherwise," he growled. Lindsey looked over at him hesitantly and Angelus smiled. "That's better. At least have the courtesy to look me in the eye after you **** what belongs to me."


Lindsey started to speak, "Angelus--"


"Silence." Angelus cut him off. "I don't want to hear your excuses, Lindsey. I would have thought you would be smarter...at least that you'd have a better sense of self-preservation. I just got back from ****ing one childe into submission; I wasn't thinking I'd have to do the same to another childe when I got home." He smirked when Lindsey looked away as he caught the scent of fear in the air.


"So, a burning question is: who seduced who?" Angelus asked. "Just out of curiosity."


Darla hadn't found it easy to remain silent after Angelus' '**** what belongs to me' comment. She'd forgotten just how cruel he could be when he wanted to be. It was the first time that she felt like his whore. More than that, it was the first time she felt that was how he thought of her.


But when he asked who had done the seducing, she answered him. "I did, Angelus."


"I see," Angelus replied. "Darla, go to my room and wait for me," he added, sparing her only a glance.


Darla took a deep breath before she answered. "No." She gasped when she was yanked out of the bed by the arm and to her feet.


"Darla, I'm warning you; don't test me right now. Go to my ROOM!" Angelus yelled.


"No, Angelus. I won't let you do this--Hey!" she yelled when she was hauled over Angelus shoulder and carried swiftly out of the room. "Put me down!" she demanded as she pounded on his back. As she requested, he put her back on her feet once they were inside his room. But he walked out and shut the door, then locked her inside.

"I hate sleeping alone, Angelus," Darla replied.


"I remember," Angelus said. The small talk was annoying but he had needed a moment to regain control of his emotions. At first he'd been contemplating snapping Lindsey's neck, but then

"Damn it, Angelus! Don't do this! Let me out of here!" She screamed, pounding on the door. She couldn't believe this was happening. She had thought she would be able to handle the situation better. She knew now she had been mistaken, though. He was going to punish Lindsey and she couldn't stop him. "This is my fault!" She screamed. "You want to punish someone? Punish me!"


She fell quiet for a moment and listened. She didn't hear anything for what felt like hours. Then she heard footsteps upstairs. "LINDSEY!" She yelled. "GET OUT! NOW!" She waited, hoping he would listen to her. Maybe he would be able to get away. "I should've made you leave earlier tonight," She said as she sat down, her back against the door. "I'm so sorry, Lindsey," she whispered tearfully.



Next part:Slashy undertones and torture
 
Part 35

Angelus returned to the door of Lindsey's room, after ensuring that Darla would not be interrupting them. He ignored her screams and curses. This wasn't something he could let slide. Lindsey was his childe and had no right touching Darla without permission from his sire. Lindsey had done this anyway, so he had to be taught a lesson.

Angelus stopped at the door as he thought of a way to make the next few hours even more enjoyable. He turned and walked down the hallway again with a cruel smile on his face.

"Spike."

Spike shot up in bed, his heart racing. "Fu'cking-son-of-a-bi'tch, WHAT!" Spike yelled before he could stop himself. Oh... S'hit. He thought as he finally saw Angelus. He was standing in the doorway looking angrier than Spike had seen him in a long time.

"I didn't mean it," Spike said quickly. "I was half-asleep." He gritted his teeth and added, "Please forgive me?" Angelus just stared at Spike for a few long minutes.

"Lucky for you I've got a more pressing discipline problem to take care of. Want to earn a few brownie points and help me?" Angelus asked.

Spike sighed with relief. Someone had pissed off Angelus more than he just had? He was grateful to whoever it was for that. He looked down at Drusilla; she was still sound asleep. She wouldn't be up anytime soon. And Angelus was now offering him the opportunity to play 'eldest childe' and help him torture someone...hmm... "Sure. Why the hell not," Spike shrugged. He jumped out of bed and pulled on his jeans. Angelus had already started back down the hallway and Spike ran after him.

"So who's gonna be screaming tonight?" Spike asked once he'd caught up.

"Lindsey," Angelus replied shortly.


Spike noded. So Cordelia was right about Darla's little extra-curricular activities. Oops for her. And her poor boy-toy, Spike grinned as he thought of the fun that lay ahead. He didn't really know anything about Lindsey, but it didn't matter to him. He hadn't tortured anyone for so long, he'd not realized how much he'd missed it until now. Well, he had tortured Angelus, but he preferred not to think about that. He hoped that Angelus had forgotten about it...but doubted he had. Knowing my sire, he's just getting me to the point where I feel safe again, and then he'll pounce.

"I'm going down to the basement," Angelus said when they reached the second floor. "Go get Lindsey. Room 217. And be careful; he's stronger than he looks. He probably knows he's in trouble, so he'll fight back."

"I think I can handle 'im," Spike shrugged. "Mind if I hurt him a little if he's too much to deal with though?"

"I really don't care, as long as there are no broken bones. And as long as I can revive him when you've brought him down to the basement," Angelus said. Then he turned and went down the stairs.

Spike paused for a moment, when he heard Darla screaming bloody murder. Most likely she'd heard their voices and that had made her start up again. Stupid bint should shut up and be grateful she's not on the torture list herself.

Spike reached the door to Lindsey's room and listened for a moment. He didn't hear anything, other than Darla cursing from her room. "Damn, Woman," Spike chuckled as he heard a few words come from her mouth he didn't think she even knew. "She may not be the sire anymore; but I still pity Angelus when he finishes with Lindsey and has to deal with her."

As Spike reached for the doorknob, the door opened and Spike got knocked to his ass as someone went flying down the hall. "Oh bloody fu'ckin' hell," Spike growled. "Stupid childe! You're only making it worse on yerself!" He yelled and then ran down the stairs after Lindsey.

Lindsey had pulled on a pair of jeans and a flannel shirt when Angelus had grabbed Darla and carried her back to his room. He'd been relieved when he'd heard Angelus moving upstairs, thinking he might be able to figure some way out of the situation. When he'd heard Darla's screams urging him to leave, he hadn't thought twice about it. Obviously she wouldn't be able to deal with Angelus' jealousy, and Lindsey didn't much want to do so himself. He'd run out of the room, knocking someone over on his way. He hadn't thought twice, but kept running. Lindsey had been almost to the front door when he was tackled. "GET OFF ME!" Lindsey yelled as he struggled to get free.

Spike felt a moment of deja vu at the words, but kept control of the situation. He grabbed the younger vampire's wrists and kept him pinned to the floor with his body weight. "Ya know, you're being a fu'ckin' idiot," he said calmly. "First, for daring to fu'ck Darla, the only creature Angelus has ever come close to loving in almost two centuries. Secondly, for trying to get away after pissing him off like that. He won't let you leave, he'll hunt you down if it takes him years, Lindsey. That's how damn one-track-minded our sire can be. My advice to you is just take your punishment like an obedient little childe. He will punish you, there's no getting out of it. But if you fight him it just makes it worse. Take my word for it, I know this from experience."

"FU'CK YOU!" Lindsey yelled. He slipped into gameface and turned his head. He quickly sunk his fangs into Spike's arm, down to the bone. Spike howled in pain and surprise. He grabbed Lindsey by the head with his free hand quickly yanked his head away from his arm. He then slammed Lindsey's forehead against the floor and knocked Lindsey out. Spike sighed in relief and got to his feet.

"Fu'ckin' son of A BITCH!" Spike growled. He kicked the younger vampire in the ribs. "I'll teach ya to bite me." He then bent and grabbed Lindsey by one wrist and dragged him to the basement stairs.
 
Part 36
2 am

When they reached the stairway down into the basement, Spike thought for about half a second before he shoved Lindsey down the stairs. He chuckled, feeling better at the sight of the unconscious vampire tumbling down the stairs. "****, that's gonna hurt later," Spike said with a grin.

"SPIKE!" Angelus growled when he turned and saw his youngest childe falling down the stairs. "I said you could hurt him, not BREAK BONES!"

"He ****in' bit me, Angelus," Spike retorted. "He deserved a good bone-breaking." Spike walked down the stairs then and saw his sire had been busy. There were two chains hanging from the ceiling in the center of the room. There was a table nearby with knives, whips, crosses and several bottles which Spike knew from experience held holy water. Yeah, he's pissed all right. Spike decided.

Angelus sighed when he saw Spike's right arm. Lindsey had taken quite a chunk of skin out of it. Angelus walked over and grabbed his wrist to examine the wound in his arm. He growled warningly at Spike when his childe tried to pull away. Spike sighed in irritation, but stood still. Angelus ran his finger over the gash lightly and Spike hissed in pain.

"Don't be a baby. It'll heal," Angelus said with a smile as he dropped Spike's arm. "Besides, I told you he'd fight back."

Spike bit back the smart-ass reply that was begging to be let out. "Yeah. Sorry I lost my temper and tossed him down the stairs."

Angelus shrugged. "I suppose you were provoked, so I'll let it go this time. Just don't do anything more without my say so, all right?"

"Whatever you say, Sire," Spike agreed.

"Good," Angelus nodded. "Now get him in the chains before he comes to. And get those clothes off him." As Spike did as told, Angelus unbuttoned his shirt and took it off. He planned to be dealing in quite a bit of blood and didn't much want to wash blood-stains out of one of his favorite shirts later.

Spike dragged Lindsey over to the chains, then managed to get his wrists into the shackles. Lindsey makes quite a pretty picture, hanging there. Looks all innocent and breakable. Angelus always did choose his childer carefully, only the handsome men or the beautiful women for him. Supppose that's 'cause he's not too hard on the eyes himself.


Spike then turned to find out from Angelus what he wanted him to do to Lindsey next. OH bloody hell, he bit back a groan when he saw him. His sire had taken off his shirt and was all perfectly sculpted abs and washboard stomach. Spike tried unsuccessfully to tear his eyes away from Angelus chest. It was a difficult struggle, as he was hit by the overwhelming urge to go reacquaint himself with the taste of his sire's skin. NO you don't! Spike finally turned back to Lindsey so Angelus wouldn't be able to see the lust in his eyes.

Angelus smiled when he saw Spike sneak a glance ... a long glance... at his bare chest before looking away again. But he reminded himself he had Lindsey to deal with first. "I don't think Lindsey's paying attention yet," Angelus said.

"How rude," Spike said with a quick grin over at his sire. He turned back to Lindsey and backhanded him across the face.

Lindsey yelled and his eyes opened. Spike was the first thing he saw. "You again," Lindsey sighed. "Didn't I make it clear when I bit you--" He realized then that he was completely nude. He tried to move his arms but his next realization was that he was chained to the ceiling. He looked up and tugged on the chains, but soon gave that up as a possible way out. He looked around the room and his eyes finally settled on Angelus.

Angelus smiled when Lindsey finally saw him. He could smell the intense fear then and it made him instantly hard. He chuckled when he saw Lindsey notice that and look away quickly. "I think he's starting to put two and two together, Spike."

"He's a little dense, ain't he?" Spike asked with a grin.

"I didn't think he was, but apparently I was mistaken," Angelus replied with a shrug. "Why don't you enlighten us as to your mindset Lindsey?" he asked calmly. "What on earth possessed you tonight? What were you thinking?"

"I..." Lindsey shrugged. "I wasn't." He caught sight of the knives, whips and other items on the table, and felt a moment of panic. He forced it away quickly, though. It wouldn't help matters, it would just let Angelus keep the upper hand. If he could keep Angelus talking, though, maybe he could get Angelus to see he hadn't meant to upset him.

"Well, at least you're being honest," Angelus said. "But that's not enough to get you out of this, Childe. Let me clear something up for you. I don't mind if my childer **** each other, as long as they ask my permission first. Just ask Spike, here. He was smart enough to ask me for permission to be with Drusilla, and I granted it. If you'd been with Dru or Cordelia and not asked my permission first, I would have still punished you for that. But if it had been Dru or Cordelia you'd chosen instead of Darla, you wouldn't be looking forward to the kind of pain you are now."

"Because this is Darla, Lindsey, this is a much worse situation than just getting off without permission. This is getting off and using Darla to do so. And that's the worst kind of disrespect you could ever have paid me, Boy. Darla is MINE. She is off-limits, now and for eternity. You have no right to **** anyone without my agreement, much less DARLA!"

Lindsey flinched and looked away from the rage in Angelus' eyes. "I--"

"SHUT UP!" Angelus roared. He turned to the table and decided it was time to have some fun.


To Be Continued...
 
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