I AM YOURS
By: PetiteMiel 
 

CHAPTER ONE
 

William stood with his back pressed against the rough brick wall of the alley as he pulled the collar of his thin jacket up to ward off the chill night air. Watching the steady down pour from the safety of the sweet shop's awning he wondered, not for the first time that night, if sneaking out of the house had been such a good idea. Angelus had expressly forbidden him from ever leaving the house on his own and would surely be angry when he returned sopping wet and chilled to the bone. On top of all that he had also managed to tear his new breeches and he knew that if his Sire punished him for nothing else he would punish him for that. 

He had seen Angelus angry with the minions on many occasions in the three months since he had been turned but he had never had Angelus' anger unleashed on him before. It was not something he was looking forward to but it was something he was willing to endure if it meant that his surprise remained in tact. He smiled to himself, the thought of his own cleverness making him grin from ear to ear. Perhaps if he were able to give Angelus his gift before he had the chance to get angry he could avoid the beating altogether. He sighed then, knowing this was just wishful thinking and resigned himself to the fact that no matter what he said or did he was going to have to face Angelus' wrath. 

Looking back he had to wonder at how such a wonderful plan could have gone so horribly wrong. After all he had managed to slip out of the bed he shared with his sire without waking him, not an easy task in it self. He had made it down the stairs, remembering to step over the one that squeaked so no one would hear. And he got past the sleeping minions and out the back door without being seen. It had all gone exactly as he had planned except for the bleeding rain. 
"Why did I have to stop and get the sweets?" He asked aloud. "If only I had gone straight home I would have made it back before the rain began." He scolded himself. 

A gust of wind blew through the alley and William pulled his coat tightly about his slender frame. He shivered out of habit then glanced up at the sky trying to judge the time. Dawn was fast approaching and he knew that he couldn't wait out the rain any longer. Sighing deeply he ducked his head and stepped away from the shelter of the building and into the bitter storm.
 

Angelus stirred beneath the cool sheets of the large four- poster bed. He rolled onto his back, stretching as he did so. His hand strayed toward his sleeping childe and groped for the body that should have been resting beside him. Suddenly his eyes flew open and he sat up searching the room. "Will?" He called out but there was no response. Standing he quickly made his way toward the door. "Jacob!" he bellowed as he slipped on a pair of breeches that he found draped over a nearby chair. 

A moment later a short stocky minion stepped from the hallway. "You called Master?" he asked, eyes lowered.

Angelus turned toward him as he finished dressing a scowl on his face. "Indeed I did. Where is master William?" 

"Uh...Uh..." The minion stuttered knowing that any answer he gave was likely to get him a beating. 

"WELL!...where is he?" The dark haired vampire growled, what little patience he had was quickly slipping away.

"I don't know Master." Jacob answered cringing at the blow he was sure was coming. He had seen the young vampire sneaking out the back door and he knew he should have done something. He should have told the Master at once but his fear of Angelus stopped him. He had been beaten for a minor infraction of the rules only the day before and he had not been anxious to suffer that again. He had hoped that master William would return soon and that no one would be the wiser.

"Ya' don't know?" asked Angelus as he watched the minion's face intently. "What do ya' mean ya' don't know?" 

"I'm sorry master I should have told you immediately." Jacob sobbed as he threw himself at Angelus' feet. "Mercy master. Mercy." Jacob pleaded.

"Mercy fer what?" Angelus asked perplexed by the minion's behavior.

" I saw him leave and I should have stopped him but..."

"WHAT!!" Angelus cut him off as he kicked the minion to the floor, the realization of Jacob's words finally setting in. "Are ya' tellin' me that my childe left this house and ya' did not see fit to inform me?" He screamed as he kicked Jacob over and over.

"Yes master. Mercy." Jacob begged as he coward on the floor trying desperately to shield his head from his master's onslaught.

"Mercy! Mercy! Ya' do not deserve any mercy." Angelus grabbed Jacob by his shirt collar and hauled him up to his feet. "Ya' will suffer the full brunt of me anger though. Rest assured." The words were spoken calmly but there was no mistaking the rage behind them. "But that will wait for now. First ya' will take the other minions and search for William." He said as he loosened his grip on his servant. "DO NOT return without him. Now go!" He ordered. 

Angelus turned away from the door as Jacob ran from the room. He paced towards the window and pulled the heavy drapes aside staring out into the pre dawn morning. Worry etched his face as he watched the sky growing lighter with every passing second. "I will not loose him," He thought as he turned and grabbed his boots from beside the bed. He sat pulling them on quickly and started to rise when the scent of his childe overwhelmed him. He looked up as the door slowly opened and William stepped into the room.

William stood unmoving in the doorway, head bowed, as Angelus rose from the bed. He had seen the minions as he ran up the path toward the house and knew that his sire was already aware of his absence. For one brief moment he had considered running away but knew that he could not leave his sire. He would simply have to face his punishment. 

Angelus took in the appearance of his childe as he stood before him. He couldn't help but smile to himself as he noted the dirty state of his childe's attire, the torn breeches as well as the puddle that had begun to pool at his feet. He was a sight to be sure, a beautiful sight but a sight none-the-less. It was this last thought that wiped the smile from Angelus' lips and brought all of his anger to the fore. The thought of what could have happened to his boy, his beautiful boy and the fact that he could have been lost was almost too much to even contemplate. The idea that he might have lost his childe all because he was unable or unwilling to follow the rules was more then he could bear. Suddenly all his rage welled up in him as he flew across the room.

William was knocked to the floor as Angelus struck him across the face. "How dare ya' leave this house without me permission!" Angelus erupted. William wiped at his bleeding lip with the back of his hand as tears filled his eyes. He looked up at his sire and trembled with fear. He had never seen Angelus so angry. "Do ya' have any idea what could have happened to ya' tonight BOY?!" 

His sire loomed over him as he started to answer "I'm sorry Sire. I..." Before he could finish he was hauled up into the air and thrown across the room. He collided with the small table that sat beside the fireplace shattering it. He tried to get up only to be kicked back down.

"Ya' DO NOT disobey me BOY! Do ya' understand me?"

"Yes Sire. Yes." William sobbed as he tucked himself into a ball on the floor trying to avoid each kick of his sire's boot. 

"Do ya' think because ya' are a childe of me line that ya' can do as ya' please? Your not a minion so ya' can do as ya' like. Ya' are beyond the rules. Is that it Boy?" Angelus asked as he pulled William to his feet and threw him on the bed.

"No Sire. I didn't mean to..." 

"Did not mean to what Childe? Did not mean to disobey me when ya' snuck out of the house. Did not mean to risk your life, the life I gave ya' when ya' went off on your own. Is that what ya' did not mean?" 

William stared at his sire unsure of how to answer. Tears rolled down his face and he tried unsuccessfully to wipe them away as Angelus stalked towards him.

"Well Boy, I'm waitin' for an answer. Is that what ya' did not mean? Or is it that ya' just did not mean to get caught." The older vampire grabbed him roughly; spinning him around as he pulled the jacket from his childe's back. He tossed the coat to the floor and shredded the thin shirt his childe wore. William knew what was coming. He had watched as Angelus whipped Jacob just the day before and knew that his sire meant to do the same to him. His mind reeled at the thought and he quickly looked about the room for some way to escape. He had told himself that he could take what punishment he was given but the reality of that punishment was more then he was prepared for. 

"No me sweet boy ya' can not escape." The dark haired vamp whispered to his childe drawing William's thoughts back to his sire. Inwardly Angelus smiled. He smelled his childe's fear growing. He would show his boy who was master here. He would show him who he belonged to and Will would never disobey him again.

William gasped as Angelus tore his breeches from him. He lay still not daring to move as he awaited the first swipe of the whip. He didn't have to wait long. The pain was like nothing he had ever felt before. "That's a good boy. Do no' move." Angelus purred in his ear as he raised the whip again. William gripped the bed sheets as he tried to be still but the pain was unbearable. He could feel his blood flowing down his back with each strike against the tender flesh. He desperately wanted to flee and he found himself scrambling away from his sire trying to crawl over the bed. A sharp pull of his sable hair brought him back down against the soft mattress and he could feel his arms being pulled up over his head. "I see we'll have to do this the hard way." The older vampire said as he tied the boy's hands to the far bed- post with his leather belt and a moment later William felt the sting of the whip once more. 

"Ya' will NOT disobey me again will ya' Childe?" Angelus asked as the whip descended once more.

"No...No Sire..I..." William tried to finish but the pain was just too great. 

"Ya' are MINE William." The whip struck him again and this time he couldn't help but cry out. "Ya' will not risk what is MINE, EVER! Do ya' understand?" 

"Yes Sire. Yes." Will screamed as the whip lashed his tender skin again and again. 

"Whose are ya' BOY?" Angelus asked finally setting the whip down on the bed beside his prone childe.

"I...I am yours." William sobbed. 

Angelus had lost count of the number of lashes he had given William but looking down at the torn and bloodied flesh of his childe's back he was sure it had been enough. His childe would not disobey him again, or at least not for some time to come. He picked up the whip and tossed it aside as he unfastened the belt, which held William to the bedpost. The younger vampire's sobs filled the quiet of the room and Angelus watched as his whole body shook with weeping. Suddenly he felt his heart breaking for the boy and he sighed as he reached out and stroked his childe's hair. William whimpered at the touch but didn't pull away. Leaning over the boy Angelus gently licked at the wounds on his back. Laving at the cuts he tasted the sweetness of his childe's blood and he could feel it stir something deep inside him. He continued to lick at the wounds moving carefully over the surface of his childe's back until he reached his boy's neck. He kissed him gently there then continued his ministrations. William's sobs ceased as he felt the soothing touch of his Sire's tongue and he lay still allowing his Sire to comfort him. Angelus knew that the wounds would heal quickly but he needed to do something to reassure William and to show him that he was no longer angry. 

"Shhhh. It's all over now Little One. It's all over." Angelus whispered into his childe's ear as he continued to stroke his hair. William turned his tear- streaked face toward the dark haired vamp but said nothing. Suddenly the tears started to flow again and he buried his face in the sheets. "Hush now Will. It's all right Childe. Shhhh... it's all right. Come here Boy." Angelus said as he sat up reaching for the boy. Pulling him tightly against his chest he ran his hands lightly over the wounds on William's back. The blood had already ceased to flow and they were starting to close. By morning there would be no sign of them at all. Will winced at the pain but did not pull away. He wrapped his own arms around his sire and held him tightly laying his head snugly against his sire's chest.

"I'm sorry Sire." William sobbed. "I won't ever do it again. I promise." Angelus smiled at the words knowing that it was a promise his childe would never be able to keep. There was a willfulness in William that had drawn Angelus to him from the first and it was something he knew he could never truly rid him of, and truth be told he didn't want to. 

"Hush now Childe." Angelus said. He continued to stroke the younger vamps hair as he spoke hushed words of comfort to him, quieting his sobs. Angelus kissed Will's forehead gently then pulled back slightly looking his childe in the eye. "Now do ya' wish to tell me where ya' went Will?" The younger vampire nibbled on his bottom lip for a moment before answering.

" I went into town. I needed to get something. It was really important." Will answered laying his head once more against his sire's chest. Angelus stared down at him for a moment his eyebrow raised slightly.

"And where is this something ya' had such need of that ya' would risk me anger?" 

" It's in my coat pocket." Came the quiet reply. 

"Well then, let's have a look at it. Bring it to me Childe." William pushed away from Angelus and rose gingerly from the bed. The sting of his wounds making him move more slowly as he made his way over to his discarded coat. Angelus watched him from the bed, the sight of his naked childe making him smile to himself. The boy was beautiful, that's all there was to it, there wasn't another word that described him better. The lean muscles; the slender waist, the soft, pale skin, the perfect little backside and if that weren't enough to convince you all you had to do was look into those gorgeous blue eyes and you would never want to be without this creature. Angelus shifted slightly on the bed, his growing erection pressing firmly against his breeches. No he never wanted to be without his sweet Will. 

He watched him retrieve a small box from the pocket of his jacket and then turn walking the short distance back to the bed. Angelus felt himself grow even harder as he noted with some satisfaction that Will was completely hard himself. He smiled again then allowed his eyes to meet his childe's. "This is it Sire." Will said as he stood holding out the box.

"Well, seems a wee thing to be causing so much trouble." The older Vampire said as he took the box from Will's hand. "What could be so wonderful that ya' just could not do without. Hmmmm?" He started to open it but Will's words stopped him.

"It's not for me Sire. It's for you." Angelus stared up at the boy unsure what to think. Was this a trick to garner favor with him? No, he thought. His Will was incapable of that sort of deceit. Then Will smiled down at him and it was so innocent and endearing that Angelus knew he was telling the truth. "I saw it in the window of that shop in town. You know Sire, the one next to the sweet shop. I saw it and I knew you'd fancy it." William began his mouth running a mile a minute. When his sire made no response he went on talking. "I wanted it to be a surprise because the best presents are the surprises. At least that's what I think. That's why I didn't tell you. So it would be a surprise." He paused for a moment a frown creasing his otherwise beautiful face. " Are...are you... going to open it Sire?" He asked warily not liking his sire's silence. 

"Do ya' still wish to give it to me Childe?" Angelus asked.

"Yes Sire. I got it for you." Will answered simply.

Angelus shook his head. This boy would be the end of him he was sure. He was ever the contradiction. So unlike any vampire he had ever encountered. Still, he was young and had not yet rid himself of all his human traits. But he made Angelus feel more than was good for him. 

Angelus gripped the box in one hand and lifted off the top with the other as he watched his boy's face light up with anticipation. Clearly it was important to him and Angelus couldn't help but smile up at him once more.

"Do you like it?" Will asked as Angelus looked into the small box and lifted out the small medallion he found there. "I knew you would like it. It's just like the one that you showed me in that book. The one you lost. Remember?" Will said his face beaming at the surprise clearly visible on his sire's face. Angelus only stared at it suddenly swept back into his former life. The medallion had been a gift from his sister and he had treasured it. It was the one thing he had held onto from his old life, the one thing that he had regretted losing.

"I saw it the other night when we were in town and I just knew you would like it." He stared down at Angelus who had yet to speak. The look on his sire's face was now unreadable and he began to worry that he had been wrong about the gift. His lower lip began to tremble slightly as he feared he had made a terrible mistake. All the trouble he had gone to and all the pain was for nothing. Eyes brimming with unshed tears he spoke. "You...you don't like it Sire?" 

It was the sound of his childe's sorrow filled voice that finally brought Angelus out of his musings and he raised his eyes to William's. "No...no childe I do like it. I do." 

He watched as William's face lit up his smile replacing his tears. " You do? I knew you would...I knew it." He said as he beamed with pride. "You should put it on Sire." He said reaching for the chain as Angelus handed it to him. He moved forward stepping between Angelus' legs to fasten the latch and then stood back to admire his gift. "That's just perfect." He said in an appraising voice.
Angelus looked down at the medallion resting upon his chest then back at his childe. " It certainly is." He said as he reached out placing his hands on Will's hips and pulling him tight against him. He tilted his head up taking his childe's mouth in a gentle kiss as he slid one hand up behind his neck, his fingers weaving through the soft sable hair. Will moaned softly as Angelus' tongue slipped between his lips and he rested his hands upon his sire's broad shoulders as he felt the older vamp's hand begin to caress his ass. His other hand soon followed and William moaned again as the kiss deepened.

Angelus growled softly as Will's tongue mingled with his and he felt his childe's erection rubbing against his chest. He quickly divested himself of his shirt then stood up unfastening the breeches that threatened to strangle his hardened cock. Will continued to kiss his sire as he let his hands run lightly over his sire's nipples. They hardened at his touch and he smiled to himself. He knew just what his sire needed. His hands soon slid lower pushing the breeches over his sire's hips as he broke the kiss and knelt down pulling off his sire's boots then freeing his sire's legs from the breeches that had pooled at his ankles. Angelus sat back down on the bed and looked at his Will then leaned forward capturing his mouth once more. Will caressed Angelus' thighs as he moved his hands slowly back getting closer to the object of his desire. A moment later Angelus broke the kiss as Will's hand surrounded his throbbing cock. He moaned as Will began to lightly stroke him. 

William had never touched a man this way before he was turned but his sire had soon rectified that. Moving his hand at a steady pace he slid his palm up and down the hardened length just the way he had been taught all the while peppering his sire's chest with light kisses. Angelus ran his fingers through Will's hair pulling at it slightly before bringing Will's face up to his for another kiss. It was urgent and hungry and he reveled in the taste of his childe. Will pulled away a moment later and Angelus growled at him in warning but Will just smiled at him for a moment before his mouth descended on the other vamps aching erection. 

He licked the tip then slowly slid his tongue down the length of it before stopping to smile back at his sire again. Angelus moaned loudly at the touch and soon threaded his fingers through his childe's hair once more, urging him to continue. Will covered the head with his mouth and sucked greedily. His sire groaned at this and Will laughed to himself at how easy it was to please his sire. He gently licked up one side and down the other feeling it grow harder as he did. Then without any warning he swallowed it whole. Angelus gasped at the feel of Will's throat muscles flexing around his cock as he began to thrust gently in and out of his childe's mouth. He could feel his sac tighten at the sight of Will's head bobbing up and down on his cock and he knew he wasn't going to last much longer. Will pulled away for a moment swirling his tongue around the foreskin then pulling it back he began licking at the reddened head, as his hand slipped between his sire's legs to caress his balls. Then lowering his mouth once more he continued to lick and suck at Angelus' almost purple member.

"Ah yes Childe...that's the way me sweet boy." Angelus said as he felt his cock brush against the back of his childe's throat. Will flexed his muscles one more time and suddenly his throat was bathed in his sire's cool seed. He swallowed it all licking Angelus clean as he sat back on his heels a broad smile on his face. 

Angelus stared at his childe's smile and it was the smile that did it. He pulled Will up and pushed him onto the bed. His childe hissed as his back made contact with the sheets but he lay still not caring about the pain. Angelus was hardening quickly and the sight of his childe naked on his bed awaiting his pleasure only quickened the process. He crawled onto the bed looming over William as he leaned down kissing him again tasting himself on his childe's tongue. He growled as he knelt between William's legs allowing his hands to roam over his boy's body, touching every inch of its pale surface.

Will arched upward as Angelus took his aching cock in his hand and began to stroke him. His sire began a steady rhythm and Will moaned loudly against his sire's lips as he thrust his hips upward trying to gain the friction he so desperately needed. Angelus soon quickened his pace as he began to kiss and nip lightly at his childe's neck. The younger vampire arched his neck back against the pillow allowing his sire complete access and Angelus growled his approval. William's hands roamed over the darker vamps back pulling him closer as he kissed his sire's neck and shoulder. He could feel himself getting close and he couldn't wait any longer. He needed release. 

"Please Sire." He begged as he continued to thrust against Angelus' hand. "Please...I need..." Angelus' cool lips covered his cutting him off and he moaned as his sire's tongue entered his mouth. The kiss was urgent and full of need and William clutched at Angelus trying desperately to control his need to cum his nails digging into his sire's arms.

"It's alright Little One. Come for me Childe." Angelus whispered as he plunged his tongue into William's mouth once more. Will needed no other encouragement and he soon felt his orgasm overtake him. He arched once more up off the bed thrusting frantically against his sire's hand as he felt his cool seed bathe them both. Angelus continued to stroke him gently as he watched his beautiful boy panting beneath him.

He smiled at this human habit and then leaned down capturing Will's lips with his own again.
A moment later Angelus pulled away and knelt up looking down at William as he lay still a look of contentment on his young face. He smiled to himself as he stroked his growing erection spreading his childe's cum over it. William looked up at him and smiled as he pulled his knees toward his chest. Angelus leaned down to kiss him tenderly as he slipped two slick fingers inside William's puckered entrance. He moved them gently preparing the boy as he continued to kiss him. The taste of his childe was almost too much for him and his need to be inside this beautiful creature was becoming more then he could stand. He added a third finger and the sound of his childe's moans as he thrust his fingers inside him almost made him lose complete control. Pulling his hand away a moment later he grasped William's legs and pulled them up over his shoulders. He placed his weeping cock at his boy's entrance and slowly pushed forward. William groaned as he felt his sire slip inside him and he closed his eyes as he threw his head back against the pillows. Angelus slipped further in making it past the tight ring of muscles until he was completed seated inside him. He stilled then, looking down at William. 

"Look at me Childe." He said his voice rough with need. "I want to see those beautiful blue eyes of yours." 

William opened his eyes and looked up at his sire. Smiling he reached out pulling at Angelus' hips. "Please." He pleaded. Angelus smiled back at him and slowly began to move. His thrusts were slow and even giving William time to adjust to him but they soon quickened as the tightness of his childe's channel and the sound of his moans became too much for Angelus. William writhed beneath him as he reached out taking hold of the younger vamps cock. His childe was swollen and hard once more and he stroked him in time with his thrusts as William pushed up against him. Angelus could feel his sac tighten as William flexed his inner muscles and he leaned down slipping into game face as he plunged his fangs into his childe's neck. William screamed out, the sensation of his sire's fangs and his cock in him at the same time, too much for the fledgling. He felt himself cum as his semen shot up between them soaking his abdomen and his sire's as well and a moment later Angelus joined him giving in to his own need, the taste of his childe's blood sending him over the edge. 

Spike woke with a start kicking at the blankets, which had entangled his legs. Pushing back against the headboard of the bed he tried desperately to escape the invisible ghoul that held him captive. He could hear his own harsh breathing filling the silence of the room, as he looked about frantically in the half-light. He could feel himself trembling and he pulled his arms about his thin frame as he tried desperately to calm himself. "Only a dream you stupid git. No one here but you." He chided himself. He sat there quietly trying to slow his breathing allowing his eyes to focus in the semi darkness. He pulled the blankets up around him feeling a sudden chill and sunk down against the pillows as he pulled his legs up against his chest. The tears came unbidden and he let them. He felt so lost and alone. He had hoped to put the ghosts of his past to rest so that he could find a way to move forward. He wanted to leave the pain behind and start anew. He just didn't know how to do that. 

Rolling onto his back as he stared up at the ceiling Spike thought about the last three days. He had awoken in bed to find himself staring up into the face of his Sire. Angel's worried expression had soon changed to a slight smile but it did nothing to alleviate Spike's growing hysteria. Looking about the room frantically he tried to understand how he could be there. His memories were vague and cloudy and all he was sure of was that he was supposed to be dust. Spike had known with complete certainty that it had happened. He had dusted in that cave in Sunnydale. He had felt himself coming apart, bits of himself flying in a hundred different directions, blown away in the breeze and it had been alright. He had been ok with it. Ready to go to his final death if it meant the others would live. If it meant she would live. He had wanted to give her that. A chance to have the life she wanted but now what was he supposed to do? He wasn't dead...well he was but he certainly wasn't dust. His feelings for her seemed so unimportant to him now. He still loved Buffy but somehow that just didn't seem to hold the same weight as it once did. He had loved her for so long but he accepted that while she did love him she would never be in love with him. Spike had seen it in her eyes in those last minutes they had together and that was alright too. So why did he feel like this, overwhelmed with a sense of loss? Why did he wake every night crying into the pillow? He needed to know how this had happened. Why he had been brought back. Why he was here. He couldn't stand feeling this way. He had had enough of pain and loss and grief to last a thousand lifetimes and he was sick of it. Wiping absently at the tears as they stained his face he threw back the blankets and sat up. He had to let go and move on.