Website:
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Fandom: AtS
Characters: Angel, Spike,
Genre: General slash
Warnings: none
Summary: AU Spike is living at the Hyperion with the others.
Cordelia has still gone missing but Connor did not sink Angel to the
bottom of the ocean.
Angel catches Spike after the events in One Day a Year.
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Angel hunted Spike through the hotel, vaguely he noted the others
leaving
but his attention was focused on catching his wayward lover.
The April Fools Day prank had totally got him, he was still reeling
from
the shock of Gunn kissing him and later he would find out just what
Spike
had done to convince the vampire hunter to participate.
Now however he was determined to extract his revenge. Every year
since Spike had joined Angel Investigations Angel had had to suffer
indignities on April first.
It had seemed like a small price to pay for having Spike back in his
life
and his bed but sometimes he had to question his own sanity.
Spike had kept them altogether when Cordy had disappeared and healed
the
rift between Angel and Wesley with a longwinded rant and two bottles of
scotch.
He had even brought Connor back by beating the boy in a fair fight and
dragging him home then locking him in a room and forcing him to listen
to
punk rock for two days. Connor had come out of the room half deaf
and ready to talk to his father.
Spike's mocking laughter trailed ahead of Angel as did the scent of the
blond's arousal. Spike loved the hunt and with Angel didn't mind
being the hunter or the prey.
It was intoxicating and Angel redoubled his efforts to hunt the younger
vampire down.
Angel expected Spike to lead him around the hotel and end up back in
their bedroom but found he was moving further into the unused portion
of
the hotel.
Angel burst through a door and came to a complete halt. The room
was full of candles and the light danced across the sumptuously draped
four-poster bed that Spike lounged on waiting for him.
Spike had shed the soft blue tee shirt and loose chinos his naked flesh
almost golden in the candlelight. The wire-rimmed glasses were
still perched on his nose but the gleam in his blue eyes was anything
but
innocent.
Angel smiled at the sight and started to pull his clothes off. He
stopped and looked carefully at Spike.
"Are you going to steal my clothes and leave me to get back to our room
naked?" he asked suspiciously memories of last April still fresh in his
mind.
Spike smirked at the memory and shook his head, "couldn't top the look
on
your face when Charlie boy bussed you so you're safe for another
year."
Angel rolled his eyes and then finished undressing. Without
warning
he launched himself onto the bed and pinned Spike in place.
"Hey!" Spike huffed, "watch it ya big oaf," his complaint was lessened
by
a little wriggle of his hips to bring their cocks into contact.
"What you do to me," Angel sighed and leant down to capture the soft
pouting lips.
The kiss deepened, Spike's hands snaked up to entwine in Angel's hair
and
pull him even closer. Angel rocked his hips leisurely rubbing
their
shafts together. His hands skimmed up Spike's sides and danced
under his arms teasing the soft downy hair.
Spike squirmed but did not break the kiss letting his tongue slid
across
the top of Angel's teeth and caressing the top of Angel's mouth.
Angel moaned under Spike's ministrations and brought his hands up to
cup
Spike's face running his fingers across the most beloved features.
Spike had been so thin when he had turned up at the hotel, weak from
months of living off the charity of the Sunnydale crew and his tortuous
journey to Africa and back.
Angel hadn't known what to do with the blond and found it easier to let
Fred bring him in and feed him so that they could get a coherent
sentence
out of the emaciated vampire.
Angel would have staked Spike as soon as they heard his story if Fred
hadn't stepped between them and made him listen to what Spike wasn't
saying.
Angel had held his hand until he heard everything and realised what the
blond had been through and what he had done to atone.
From there it had been months of distrust and arguments that only eased
when Angel had found Spike in the throes of a nightmare and Spike had
not
rejected his comfort.
It had taken longer for them to share a bed on a permanent basis,
longer
for Angel to realise his soul was safe with Spike and for everyone to
feel safe.
Spike had proved to be a valuable ally and an incredible friend to all
of
them.
Angel's favourite times were when they just hung around the hotel
watching television or reading books. Angel would look up and
catch
those perceptive blue eyes and his heart would swell with
contentment.
His second favourite times were spent naked like they were now, tasting
Spike's unique flavour and feeling Spike's hands on his body.
Angel broke the kiss to pepper small love bites along the smooth neck
and
into the hollow of Spike's throat leaving the smaller vampire writhing
with pleasure.
"Want to taste you Angel," Spike demanded flipping their positions and
sliding down Angel's body.
He went to remove the glasses but Angel caught his hand, "leave them
on,"
the dark vampire ordered huskily.
Spike raised an eyebrow but complied. Magnified by the glasses
the
cerulean blue orbs concealed nothing from Angel exposing all the love
and
lust Spike had for his brooding grandsire.
Keeping his gaze fixed on Angel Spike ran his tongue up the underside
of
Angel's cock and took the full weeping head into his mouth.
Angel groaned and thrust his hips upward pushing more of his shaft into
Spike's mouth. Spike grinned and swallowed until his lips were
brushing the tight curls. Then he sucked and drew back up the
shaft
until Angel felt like his cock was going to be pulled off.
Before it became too painful Spike relaxed and took Angel right to the
back of his throat. Spike repeated the process until Angel was
incoherent with sensation.
Releasing Angel's cock Spike brought his tongue down to roll Angel's
balls around and sucking each one into his mouth.
When Spike's tongue stroked across Angel's opening and then plunged
inside Angel almost bounced off the bed.
Unable to wait any longer Angel flipped their positions again and
looked
down at his grandchilde.
Gently he removed the glasses and put them aside, "this is just us
baby,"
reaching under the pillow Angel found the lube he knew Spike would have
placed there.
Angel quickly slicked up Spike's cock stroking it the way he knew would
drive the blond crazy. Positioning himself Angel sat down on the
rigid shaft taking it deep.
He loved to watch Spike's face as they fucked, the reverence in his
eyes
when Angel rode him like this always filled Angel with a sense of
awe. It felt amazing to be filled by Spike to balance against his
shoulders and ride him.
Spike's hands convulsed against the sheets as Angel slid up and down
angling his body so Spike's cock hit his prostate with every thrust.
Angel sat back to take Spike deeper and release a hand to wrap around
his
own neglected cock.
In this position Angel's prostate was constantly stimulated and he
jerked
his cock hard wanting to reach climax at the same time as Spike.
Spike's gaze refocused on the dark vampire above him mesmerised by the
ecstasy on the beautiful features marvelling yet again that he was the
reason for that expression.
He brought his hand up to join Angel's hand wrapped around the thick
shaft.
"Love you," Spike gasped as he felt his orgasm building fast.
Angel groaned at his words never tiring of hearing them and ground out
a
reply as his cum spilled out over Spike's belly, "love you too
baby."
Angel's muscles contracted around Spike's cock as he came and it sent
Spike over the edge with a howl that Angel swallowed with a hard
claiming
kiss.
Angel collapsed on top of Spike and they both panted unneeded breaths
content to stay where they were until Spike's softening cock slipped
free
of Angel's passage.
"This bit almost makes up for the stunt you pulled," Angel mocked
growled
in Spike's ear.
"Planning to keep making up for it all night," Spike purred back.
Angel sighed happily, he could get used to April Fools Day.
THE END