Double Bluff
 
Author: Lilithangel
 
Email: abchainey@xtra.co.nz
 
Website: www.livejournal.com/users/lilithbint
 
Fandom: AtS AU
 
Characters: Spike/Angel
 
Warnings/Ratings: NC17 for m/m sexual situations, spanking and pranking.
 
Disclaimer: if I really thought they were mine I would be sporting this season's new look in straitjackets.
 
Summary: Sequel to my April Fool fics for last years Spring_spangel http://www.livejournal.com/tools/memories.bml?user=lilithbint&keyword=April+Fool&filter=all   Spike joined Angel in L.A after getting his soul.  Connor still sank Angel to the bottom of the ocean and Cordelia is still missing.  Every year Spike pranks Angel but this time Angel is determined to turn the tables and get Spike.
 
* * * * *
 
Spike sauntered into the Hyperion to find a very serious looking Angel waiting for him.
 
"Hey pet," Spike said walking over for a kiss.
 
"Spike," Angel said moving his head so that the kiss fell on his cheek.
 
"Is this about your broadsword cause Charlie boy used it after me," Spike said with a frown.
 
"Spike, I don't know how to say this, it's really hard for me." Angel thrust his hands into his pockets and hunched over.  "Buffy called and we talked and well I'm going down to Sunnydale to help her with some bad guy called The First."
 
"So when do we leave?" Spike said.
 
"Not we," Angel replied, "me.  And I'm not coming back."
 
"You what?" Spike stared at Angel.
 
"I'm not coming back." Angel toed the bag at his feet nervously.  "Buffy and I, we've decided to give it another go.  Please don't make this harder than it has to be.  She was my first true love and she thinks she's ready to give us another chance."
 
"She thinks..." Spike was nearly quivering with rage, "true love..."  He advanced on Angel arm raised and then stopped his face distorted with pain.
 
Spinning around Spike fled the building leaving Angel standing in the middle of the lobby.
 
* * * * *
 
Two hours later Wesley, Fred and Gunn returned from a case to find Angel sitting impatiently in the lobby.
 
"Where's Spike?" Angel demanded as they entered.
 
"Why are you asking us man?" Gunn said, "He was coming home to you hours ago."
 
"He didn't come to find you ranting about what a wanker I am and threatening to stake me?"
 
"Why would he do that?" Wesley said as Angel subsided in his seat.
 
"He was supposed to get angry and we would fight and then have hot make up sex," Angel said looking worried.
 
"Why would you want to make Spike angry?" Fred asked with a frown.
 
"I wanted to prank him for April Fools Day and so I told him I was going back to Sunnydale to try again with Buffy," Angel said without looking at anyone.
 
"You told Spike, one of the most insecure people on the planet that you were getting back with your ex and you expected hot make up sex?" Wesley said.
 
"Yeah," Angel said, "he's always pranking me and everyone thinks it's funny."
 
"Has he ever suggested that he was in love with somebody else and wanted to be with them?" Wesley said firmly.
 
"Well no..."
 
"Angel man, as a practical joke that blows," Gunn said.
 
"When did this happen?" Wesley wanted to know.
 
"A couple of hours ago," Angel said.
 
"So he could be anywhere by now," Fred said.
 
"Even halfway to Sunnydale," Wesley said grimly.
 
"What? No he wouldn't would he?" Angel said worriedly.
 
"Who knows what he might do if he thought you were discarding him for the slayer," Wesley replied.
 
"He could have just gone looking for something to kill," Gunn suggested.
 
"Or something to kill him," Fred said with growing fear.
 
"Shit, I've really mucked up," Angel said.
 
"Well then, why are you still here then?" Wesley said, "Go find him.  We'll check the bars you take the sewers.  Fred can call Buffy and just give her the heads up on your foolishness."
 
Angel grimaced but nodded and ran out of the hotel without waiting for the others.
 
He picked up Spike's scent in the sewers but couldn't find anything until he picked up the sharp tang of Spike's blood.
 
"Fuck," Angel said to the echoing tunnel.  He hadn't even seen a single demon to beat up for information, "you idiot Angel.  Think you're so clever, think you know how Spike will react.  Idiot.  Why did you think pranking Spike would be funny?  That's right you didn't think." Angel slammed his fist into the wall and built up a rhythm as he chanted the word idiot.
 
"Hey, cut it out you plonker." Spike appeared behind him and put his own hand in between Angel's fist and the wall.
 
"Spike?" Angel grabbed the blond in surprise, "you're here, you didn't go to Sunnydale, you didn't get staked." He covered Spike's face with kisses, "I'm so sorry I was an idiot.  It was just a prank a stupid, stupid prank."
 
Angel pushed away from Spike and started pacing the tunnel.  "I should have known better.  Stupid to think I could prank you especially with Buffy."  Angel's eyes widened, "Buffy, the guys were going to call her.  What if she comes up here?"
 
"Angel," Spike jumped in front of the dark vampire, "calm down."
 
"How can I calm down?" Angel said, "I hurt you for a stupid prank.  Can you ever forgive me?"
 
"You didn't hurt me," Spike said taking Angel's hands, "I knew it was a prank.  I ran out to turn the prank around on you."
 
"Really..." Angel looked at Spike, "you're not going to leave me?"
 
"That should be my line pet."  Spike smirked.
 
"How long were you going to hide from me and make me think the worst?" Angel said, his voice rising.  "I thought I'd lost you because of my stupid prank and you knew it all along."  He shook off Spike's hands and began pacing again.  "How long were you going to watch me suffer?  Okay it was a dumb prank but you had to turn the tables and make me suffer.  Did the others know?  Of course they did, they love siding with you over me."
 
Angel had his back to Spike and his shoulders were shaking with emotion.
 
"Angel, I'm sorry," Spike said, "I couldn't help myself, you know how much I enjoy the pranks.  It only shows how much I love you really."  He reached out to touch Angel who flinched away from him.
 
"You show me you love me by humiliating me and getting my friends to help?" Angel said.
 
"Please luv, calm down," Spike said and then he stopped.  "You were the one who started all this with your prank.  Why am I the one apologising?"
 
"Because I got you." Angel turned around to reveal that his shaking shoulders were due to repressed laughter.  "Double bluff Spikey.  I did it I finally did it." Angel punched the air with excitement.  "I knew you had seen through my prank as soon as you reacted at the hotel.  You would never just walk away like that.  I know you too well, you'd have fought me yelled at me, anything but just walk away."
 
Spike watched as Angel performed some sort of uncoordinated victory dance.  His face went from confused to angry to amused during the performance.
 
"You son of a bitch," Spike said, "you got me. You actually got me."
 
Angel stopped dancing at Spike's words but relaxed when he saw the smile on Spike's face.  "I did."
 
"And seeing you act like a twelve year old is worth the gotcha," Spike added with a grin.
 
Angel's smile heated up as he looked at Spike, "I would never leave you, you do know that don't you?"
 
"Yeah I know that you tosser," Spike said moving closer to Angel, "should still turn you over my knee for trying to scare me like that."
 
Angel's eyes widened at the threat and a growl rumbled in his chest.
 
"That is the usual treatment for the pranker isn't it?" Spike continued to move into Angel's space.  "Don't tell the idea doesn't turn you on?"
 
"You know how much it turns me on," Angel grabbed Spike around the waist and dragged him closer.
 
Spike let himself be dragged and closed the gap to pull Angel's head down and pressed his lips against Angel's.  Soft and gentle it was barely a kiss at all and it managed to halt all rational thought on Angel's part.
 
"First one back to the Hyperion gets to choose," Spike said and dashed off into the darkness.
 
"That's cheating," Angel protested chasing after him.
 
* * * * *
 
The Hyperion was dark and obviously empty when Angel burst through the doors.  Empty that is except for the blond vampire lounging on the circular seat in the lobby.
 
"Getting slow in your old age," Spike said with a smirk, "or were you hoping to be turned over my knee?"
 
Angel knelt on the seat straddling Spike's body and kissed him as lightly as the blond had, "maybe I am."
 
"Well, winner gets to choose and I've been a bad boy," Spike said looking up at Angel with half lidded eyes.
 
"You have, have you?" Angel said, "Then you better get your cute butt up the stairs and into our room.  I will expect you to be in position when I get there."
 
Both vampires were aroused by their play and when Angel stood up to let Spike past the blond slid up a breath away from Angel's crotch.  He darted up the stairs as quickly as he had made it back to the hotel while Angel followed more sedately.
 
When Angel reached their room Spike was naked and standing in the corner with his back to the door arms behind his head.  Angel paused to admire the soft rounded globes with the merest hint of his second favourite part of Spike's anatomy showing below.
 
The game changed every time they played, but the anticipation was always a big part of it so Angel forced himself to undress slowly knowing that Spike was aware of his presence.
 
Angel settled on the bed sitting up against the headboard.  "Come here," he said sternly.
 
Spike turned and dropped to his hands and knees crawling over to the bed and flowed up onto the mattress without apparent effort his body loose limbed and relaxed except for the hard shaft bobbing between his legs.
 
Angel swallowed at the sight and nearly lost his resolve, but he knew the climax of the game would be worth the brief denial and he schooled his features back into sternness.
 
Spike knelt and Angel's feet his head bowed submissively.
 
"Have you been a bad boy?" Angel said.  The blond head nodded.  "You know what happens to bad boys?" Spike nodded again.  "Then assume the position."
 
Spike lay down across Angel's lap his cock nestled between Angel's thighs and held tight.
 
Angel brushed his hands across the impossibly perfect buttocks and pushed Spike's legs apart so that he could see the true object of his desire at that moment.
 
Spike wiggled around a bit getting comfortable and Angel brought his hand down with a crack on one cheek.  "Settle down," he said with a grin that Spike couldn't see, "or do I have to restrain you?"
 
Spike stiffened but it was with desire not fear.  If he'd had the patience Angel would have loved to have wrapped that gorgeous body in leather and chains but for now he would simply decorate it red with handprints.
 
Angel added the pattern to the other cheek and then started bringing his hand down randomly on both cheeks changing the intensity and alternating with soft caresses that he knew would drive Spike wild.
 
Spike was doing everything possible to stay still but the warmer his arse got the harder his cock got and he was soon moving up to meet Angel's hand and then pushing his cock between Angel's thighs.  He could feel Angel's arousal slick on his belly.
 
Sometimes when they were like this Angel would call Spike baby knowing how pissed off it made the blond and their positions would be reversed.  Angel would find himself face down on the bed with Spike's fingers opening him up for Spike's cock.
 
"Want to be a good boy now?" Angel asked pushing his fingers into Spike's mouth where they were suckled enthusiastically.  Once they were nice and wet Angel brought them around to Spike's hole and pushed carefully inside.
 
"What a good boy," Angel said when he found Spike was already slicked up for him.
 
"Yeah and good boys get a proper rogering you know," Spike said.
 
Angel slapped Spike on the rear once more and then lifted the pliant body up and impaled him on his rigid cock.
 
They both swore and Spike quickly got his feet under him so he could ride Angel properly.  Angel fell back against the headboard and let Spike do the work enjoying the sensations and watching Spike's face which reflected all the pleasure he was experiencing.
 
Spike was moving leisurely on Angel's cock letting his own body weight drop him deeper and only rising up enough to brush the head of Angel's cock across his prostate.  His own arse was pleasantly warm from the spanking and when Angel reached up to wrap one strong hand around his shaft Spike was certain that this was where he wanted to be forever.  Then he couldn't think at all as the orgasm started to boil from his belly outwards.
 
Angel knew Spike was close by the change in the expressive face and the tightening of muscles around his cock.  The feel of Spike's release over his hand and the rippling around his shaft was guaranteed to pull an orgasm out of his body.
 
Spike let his body relax against Angel's and rested his forehead on Angel's cheek.  "That never gets old."
 
"I know," Angel said turning his head so he could kiss Spike on the forehead.  "Do you ever wonder what would have been different if you hadn't come to me after Africa?"
 
"Try not to," Spike said, "couldn't expect the Slayer to take me in after what I did..."
 
"Shush," Angel kissed Spike again, "she forgave you, so did I.  One day you will have to forgive yourself."
 
"Have you?"
 
Angel laughed, "Good point."
 
"Doesn't matter anyway," Spike said, "can't change what happened."
 
"Can only change the here and now," Angel said, repeating what Spike had said to him when they had finally reached an accord all that time ago.
 
"And here and now I need to lie down," Spike said with a grin.
 
They made themselves comfortable on the bed.  "So how long did you tell the others to stay away?" Angel said.
 
"They're coming back after April Fools is over," Spike said, "for some reason none of them wanted to take the risk."
 
Angel laughed and they both fell asleep with only a hint of worry about what the other might have planned for the next day.
 
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