Three’s Company
 
Author: Lilithangel
 
Email: abchainey@xtra.co.nz
 
Website: www.livejournal.com/users/lilithbint
 
Fandom: AtS
 
Genre: slash baby
 
Characters: Spike/William/Angel
 
Rating/Warnings: PG13 for the suggestion of m/m/m sex but only a small mention of oral sex.
 
Summary: for orchid_slayer who said I would know what she wanted.  I decided that what she wanted was more of my doppelganger series http://www.livejournal.com/tools/memories.bml?user=lilithbint&keyword=Doppelganger&filter=all   so here is a small snippet of life after Double the Fun for Some.
 
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The hotel was empty when he returned from meeting an actual paying client that had Cordy almost hitting the shops in anticipation of a cheque.
 
He read the note Wesley had left for him and groaned.
 
All was quiet so we left early.
No idea where the terrible twosome went so don’t bother ringing and asking.
William promised not to break anything but Spike just smirked.
Just remember they are yours.
 
See you on Thursday,
Wesley.
 
It had been three years since he had asked Spike and William to stay.  Three years of craziness and dramas and more laughter than he believed he deserved.
 
Nearly losing Cordy to a goddess that promised salvation in the form of slavery.  Kidnappings and constant harassment from Wolfram & Hart and the return of Holtz that nearly cost him everything.
 
Throughout it all the two blond trouble magnets had been there watching his back, and the rest of him.
 
Alternately charming and driving his team crazy they insinuated themselves into Angel Investigations always claiming they were doing it for selfish reasons and not to be white knights and yet always there to protect what was important to Angel.
 
Which made most of the aggravation worth it.
 
Angel decided to grab a quick shower before trying to find out what the terrible twins were up to.
 
Towelling his hair off after his shower Angel heard the furtive sounds of two pairs of boots climbing up from the basement.  They sounded uninjured and not drunk enough to be stumbling so he elected to wait in their bedroom.
 
Two pairs of blue eyes stared at him with consternation when they entered the bedroom.
 
“You weren’t supposed to be back for hours,” Spike said accusingly.
 
“Obviously,” Angel said, “what have you two been up to?”
 
“Why do we have to have been up to anything?” William said shrugging carefully out of his jacket as Spike followed suit just as carefully.
 
“What have you done?”
 
“Was supposed to have been a surprise,” Spike said in a huff.
 
“What?” Angel said.
 
Like the mirror images they were Spike and William unbuttoned their shirts and turned their backs to Angel.
 
Angel stared in amazement at the revealed tattoos.  Variations on his own tattoo with S and W entwined around the A, William’s was on his left shoulder and Spike’s was in the middle of his back.
 
“Demon that did them gave us cream to speed up the healing,” Spike said looking over his shoulder at the tattoos and Angel.
 
“Do you like them?” William asked mimicking Spike’s actions.
 
“Where’s the cream?” Angel asked.
 
“In my jacket, why?” Spike said.
 
“Cause I want you both healed quickly so I can fuck you both into the mattress,” Angel said hungrily admiring the sight.
 
Both Spike and William quickly shed the rest of their clothes and lay down on the bed so Angel could rub the cream into their tattoos and elsewhere.
 
As they kissed each other leisurely while waiting for the cream to work Spike whispered softly into William’s mouth.
 
“Told ya we could get him to forgive us for that little thing with the demon yesterday.”
 
“What demon?” Angel demanded.
 
Two pairs of blue eyes looked at each other guiltily and they rolled Angel onto his back on the bed.
 
“No demons,” William said.
 
“Just us,” Spike added as they both kissed their way down his body to share another kiss over his cock.
 
Angel sighed and let them distract him.  At least their fuck ups guaranteed him pampering and the best sex for the next twenty four hours.
 
And explained why Wesley had said they would see Angel in two days.
 
END