Title: Consequences

Author: Lilithangel

Email: abchainey@xtra.co.nz

Website: www.livejournal.com/users/lilithbint/

Fandom(s): AtS

Genre: slash cause I'm a Spangel girl.

Pairings/Characters: Spike/Angel.

Rating: includes boy on boy sex so if you don't like, don't read.

Warnings: see above.

Notes: For Mistress Eve who wanted a ficlet where Spike is beaten and Angel makes it better with sex but this time I couldn't be serious.

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The demon was big and fast, Spike and Angel attacked it from either side but their weapons made very little impact on its scale armour.

Angel was taking methodical strikes to the body attempting to find a weakness. Spike was whooping and hollering leaping in and striking where the mood struck. Twice he nearly took Angel's head off with a wild swing and Angel was getting more and more frustrated.

"Have you figured it out yet?" Angel yelled to Wesley who was crouched down behind some crates talking urgently on a cell phone.

"Nearly," Wesley replied, "just keep it occupied a bit longer."

Angel grunted with annoyance and ducked another swipe of Spike's sword and then had to leap quickly out of the way of the demon's long barbed tail.

"Got it!" Wesley called excitedly and he began to chant a spell.

The demon began to roar in pain and started to lash out in all directions. Spike laughed and slashed down on the tail causing it to roar louder.

A line of barbed spines stood up high on the crest of the demon's head as Wesley completed the spell and the demon burst into flames.

"Look out for the spines!" Wesley called out a warning, Angel dropped instantly to the ground but Spike, still laughing, attempted to decapitate the demon before it combusted and took several spines to the side of his neck.

Angel stood and checked himself over sighing with relief when he established he had avoided the spines completely.

"Bloody hell," Spike cursed pulling the barbs out of his flesh.

"No Spike," Wesley cried out, "why didn't you avoid the barbs?"

"Wot?" Spike looked at Wesley in confusion.

"Angel did tell you to not get hit by the spines," Wesley looked at Angel.

Embarrassed Angel looked at Wesley, "I was going to but he pissed me off and I forgot."

"Forgot what?" Spike demanded angrily as he began to sway where he stood.

"Angel how could you?" Wesley stared at Angel.

"You know what he's like Wes," Angel tried to justify his actions.

"We have no idea what the poison will do to a vampire," Wesley scolded.

"Poison?" Spike raised a hand to his neck and stared accusingly at Angel.

"You'll be fine Spike," Angel replied tersely.

Spike glared at Angel and then collapsed to the ground unconscious.

"Pick him up and bring him," Wesley glared at Angel.

"Alright," Angel grumped and lifted up the unconscious blond.

Back at the lab Fred stared accusingly at Angel as they ran tests on Spike. Angel had tried to edge out of the room but had been stopped by the diminutive brunette when she found out he had not warned Spike of the danger.

"His temperature is elevated," Fred said worriedly "for a vampire this constitutes a fever. Have you isolated what the poison is yet?" she asked Knox who was hunched over a microscope.

"Nothing sorry," Knox answered, "it is obviously pretty toxic whatever it is. All of the samples so far have reacted like they were burnt from the inside. Spike has lasted longer than the samples would have indicated so we have to assume his vampire status is protecting him to some degree."

"See," Angel said petulantly "he will be fine."

"We don't know that," Fred turned on Angel angrily "it could just be killing him slower."

Angel hung his head and had the grace to look slightly regretful.

"Are there any other symptoms?" Wesley asked entering the lab carrying the codex.

"Fever, increased blood activity and his..." Fred blushed bright red, "he's seems to be sexually aroused."

Angel studiously avoided looking at the tented sheet that covered Spike's body.

Wesley repeated the symptoms and asked the codex for any medical references that matched. Opening the book he read through the entries.

"Oh dear," Wesley looked as if he wanted to remove and polish the glasses he no longer wore.

"What's wrong?" Fred asked anxiously.

"It ah... seems to be myraxal poisoning," he explained continuing to read, "deadly to humans but a powerful aphrodisiac to vampires."

"Oh," Fred blushed even redder than Wesley.

"That's okay then," Angel said relieved to be off the hook "a couple of cold showers and Spike will be fine."

"No," Wesley replied severely "Spike is going to be in a state of heightened arousal for several hours, it is recorded that vampires who do not get physical release from the poison's effects are driven mad from desire. He will need to reach climax at least a dozen times to expel the poison from his system."

"So we get someone in to relieve him and it's all good," Angel said confidently.

"Except that the poison will still be toxic enough to kill most people on release," Wesley was now a permanent red colour and could not look anyone in the eye. "It will have to be another vampire that assists, they will receive a weakened dosage of the poison that should not harm them in any way."

"Another vampire? I'll get Harmony," Angel volunteered heading for the door.

"No you wont because she is not in the building. You gave her a week off remember?" Wesley stopped Angel.

"There has to be someone else," Angel said, "we'll make a few calls..." he tailed off at Wesley's expression.

"There may not be time," Wesley warned, "as soon as Spike regains consciousness he is going to have to... get relief."

At Wesley's words Spike began to stir tossing his head from side to side and shifting his hips.

"Oh no," Angel raised his hands in protest, "you cannot be suggesting what I think you are."

"It is your fault he is in this condition," Wesley replied sternly "you were suppose to warn him to be careful."

"You owe it to him," Fred added with a frown.

"I cant... I've never..." Angel backed into the wall protectively.

"You have to, you are his only hope," Wesley replied as Spike began to moan pitifully, "we have to get out of here before he wakes completely or he will ravish us in his attempt to purge the poison, do you want to risk Fred or myself?"

Angel dropped his head into his hands with a groan.

"Make your choice Angel," Wesley commanded as the moaning grew louder.

"This doesn't leave this room," Angel said in despair, "and we will never talk about it ever."

"Agreed," Wesley replied seriously.

Fred and Knox backed out of the room as Spike sat up and stared around wildly.

"We will clear the whole floor, nobody will ever know," Wesley stopped and pulled something out of a drawer, "you might want to use this," he threw the industrial sized tube of lube to Angel and shut the door as he left.

Angel stared in horror at the door and froze when he heard a growl from behind him. He turned slowly and stared straight into Spike's lust filled eyes.

Angel backed away in shock and put the gurney between him and Spike's naked and very aroused body.

"Take it easy Spike, we can get through this," Angel tried to reason with Spike who simply threw the gurney aside and advanced on Angel.

"Oh god," Angel clumsily squirted a glob of lube into one hand and grabbed frantically for Spike's cock.

Spike sighed with pleasure as Angel stroked his cock, fisting it firmly. Spike bucked against Angel's grip fucking his hand with enthusiasm until he came with a roar spilling his seed all over Angel's dress pants.

"There we go," Angel said with relief "we'll just keep doing that until you feel better okay?"

Angel watched in horror as Spike's cock hardened again almost immediately. He reached out again to masturbate Spike but Spike growled and threw himself on top of Angel, knocking him over.

"No Spike, take it easy," Angel tried to wriggle free of Spike's embrace but only succeeded in flipping onto his stomach still pinned under Spike.

Spike growled with pleasure and ripped Angel's pants clear off.

"No Spike don't..." Angel begged but Spike was already pushing his cock against Angel's tight hole. The poison appeared to have increased Spike's strength and he easily kept Angel pinned as he thrust his cock into Angel.

Angel roared with pain at the intrusion and tried to buck Spike off his back. This only succeeded in impaling him deeper onto Spike's cock causing Spike to cum again deep in Angel's bowels.

"Oh god," Angel let his head drop to the floor in submission, he could already feel Spike hardening again inside his arse.

This time Spike began thrusting with long strokes, almost pulling out completely and then pushing back inside. Against his own wishes Angel began to be aroused by the sensation of being stretched and filled by Spike.

Spike's thrusts were pushing Angel across the floor rubbing his own cock against the remains of his pants. When Spike's thrust hit a spot inside Angel he was unable to stop himself pushing back against the thrust to have the same spot hit again.

Angel found himself on his hands and knees pushing back in time with Spike's thrust and fisting his own cock frantically. He howled his own climax in time with Spike's and did not resist when the smaller vampire flipped him over onto his back without withdrawing from his arse.

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Wesley stood with Fred outside the lab, he had almost gone back in on Angel's first cry but when they had changed to grunts of pleasure he had stopped.

"I'll go back in after an hour, I do feel guilty about exaggerating to Angel about the effects of the poison but he really did deserve it for risking Spike like that," Wesley said to Fred.

"Make it two," Fred advised listening to the noises from the lab, "I'm pretty sure Spike came around earlier and was listening to your speech. Besides," another set of joint howls interrupted her "I don't think they want to be interrupted."

"Do you want to get something to eat then?" Wesley asked.

"That would be great," Fred grinned and put her hand on Wesley's arm "although I think I would like to go to bed now."

"Oh," said Wesley in disappointment, "oh..." he repeated as he took in the look in Fred's eyes, "then let's skip dinner and go straight to bed then."

They walked off down the corridor to the sound of Angel begging Spike to go harder and faster.