FIC: A Different Path 11/? (William/Angel, Adults Only)

Author: Salustra and Cathelin
E-mail: Salustra- goddess_salustra@juno.com ; Cathelin- cathelinn@yahoo.co.uk .
Title: A Different Path 11/?
Pairing: This Chapter- William/Angel
Rating: Adults Only
Summary: What If- William had not been raised by Drusilla and Angelus? This Chapter- The vamps go out to a fetish club.
Distribution: Various lists, Wierd Romance Yahoo Group- http://groups.yahoo.com/group/WierdRomance ;
My livejournal - http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=salustra ; and the website Weird Romances- http://www.freewebs.com/salustra/wr/index.html .
Spoilers: Season 5 BtVS- Fool for Love; Season 2 Ats: Darla. (Fic opens with a combined scene taken from both episodes). Otherwise completely AU.
Warnings: slash sex, oral sex, bloodplay
Disclaimer: I don’t own Spike or anything else from ME… though I really wish I could. Just having a little fun, guys.
Distribution: Go ahead. I’d like to know where it’s going if you can drop me a line.
Feedback: Please? E-mail to goddess_salustra@juno.com and cathelinn@yahoo.co.uk .
Length: 7,764 words.



William is almost humming with excitement as they pull up to the club. They'd ended up shopping around a bit, getting some very high-end gear in the end. William is dressed in black lace-front leather pants, a blue metallic mesh top that did nothing to conceal his muscled chest, soft suede ankle boots, and a shiny chrome collar locked around his throat. He'd particularly enjoyed the look in Angel's eyes when he'd locked it on William. Angel, on the other hand, was resplendent in a long-sleeved dark red silk shirt, leather codpiece jeans that both expressed his dominance and put considerable emphasis on his 'endowment', leather boots and a leather trenchcoat.

Climbing out the car, Angel waits for William to come around and join him, his eyes tracing his form as he comes closer. God those trousers really look unbelievable on him. William moves and poses a bit for Angel. The two of them were going to drop jaws when they walked in together. "You ready to go in?"

"Yeah." Angel nods. Wrapping his arm around William's waist her turns them towards the entrance to the club.

William moves in step with him as they enter. It's a high-class place, well-recommended by William's contacts. Aside from the attire of the patrons and the rather intriguing sex show taking place on stage, it could be a ballroom that they entered. William kept his eyes down, his posture subtly submissive as he walked next to Angel.

Looking around Angel takes everything in. Exits, mirrors, sights, scents, sounds. Everything is taken in and filed away in his predator's brain. This place is really quite extraordinary, if it wasn't for the presence of PVC and latex, this could be a fetish club back in Victorian England. His girls would have adored it. William purrs as the waves of arousal and need wash over him. The room is thick with it, and he can feel the attention focused on them as they stand framed in the entranceway.

Leading William further into the room, Angel easily ignores the speculative looks sent their way and makes his way towards the bar. William shivers with the delicious feelings coming his way, and could strut with pride moving next to Angel. It's been a long while since he last did something like this, with Penn, but he loved it. The other doms in the room instinctively gave way before Angel. He exercised his power without even realizing what he was doing and that makes it even more delicious from William's point of view.

Catching the attention of the barman, Angel nods, "A double scotch on the rocks." When the man's eyes slide questioningly towards William and back Angel shakes his head discreetly.

"Coming right up." The barman moves smoothly to pour his drink, passing it over the bar and taking the money from Angel's hand. He doesn't say how much it is, neither does he say how much change he is handing back over. Talk of money is far too distasteful a thing for a club like this.

William stands next to the barstool, moving between Angel's legs as he sits. His eyes are glowing in the dim light of the club. Wrapping an arm automatically around William's waist, Angel holds him close. Taking a sip of his Scotch, he sighs appreciatively. It's not real whiskey of course, but then, it's hard to get a decent whiskey outside of Ireland anyway. But the Scots came up with a few good approximations.

William smiles and strokes his hands over the silk shirt, touching Angel's chest. He can feel the eyes on them, and it just makes him hotter and more aroused. Smiling back, Angel lifts his glass to William's lips. William parts his lips, taking a sip of the smoky liquid, feeling it burst into warmth in his chest as it slides down.

Removing the glass, Angel leans down to press their mouths together, licking lightly at the younger vampire's lips. William moans softly into the kiss. He moves his hips forward, rolling them so his hard, leather-covered erection presses against Angel's groin.

"Something you want?" Angel moans quietly against his mouth.

"Always."

Chuckling, Angel lifts his head and takes another sip of his drink. He takes a long casual look around the room, his flashing at a couple of people who are a little *too* interested in William.

William looks up into his eyes. "You have any idea how exciting it is to be displayed like this? Having everyone I'm yours?"

"No." Angel grins mischievously. "Why don't you tell me?"

William quirks his lips. "Maybe I should show you instead." He presses his hands back on Angel's chest, sliding down until he is kneeling before him, mouth nuzzling against Angel's leather codpiece.

Eyes dilating, Angel watches as William moves to his knees, and moans quietly as he presses that full mouth to his groin. "Wicked boy." He says throatily.

"Am I?" William whispers back. "Maybe you should punish me, then. I'm sure they have rooms for that here."

"Oh god." Angel groans, "Maybe I will, a little later."

William mouths a bit more, suggestively, lips and tongue gliding over the leather. The attention from others in the room is palpable.

Widening his knees, Angel cups his hand around the back of William's scalp. "Oh yes. Such a wicked boy."

William looks back up at Angel. "And all yours." He moans softly against the leather as he continues his teasing.

"Oh fuck yes. All mine." Angel growls possessively.

William groans and his hands stroke along Angel's inner thighs. Guiding William back to his feet, Angel turns that possessiveness into a deep open-mouthed kiss. William stands fluidly, effortlessly, pulled against Angel tightly. His arms shift behind his back, wrists crossed at the small of his back. Hand sliding slowly down William's back, Angel caresses his spine through the metallic shirt until his hand rests over William's wrists. William whimpers softly at the feel of that strong hand over his wrists, wriggling against Angel, his arousal taking a sudden spike.

Blindly putting his drink down on the bar, Angel wraps his other arm around William, pulling him closer and cupping his ass. William moans and grinds his hips against Angel. The public display only makes it more erotic, as so many eyes are on them. Fully aware that they are the center of a great deal of attention, Angel moving his hand up into William's hair to tilt his head back as he kisses down onto his neck. William moans again, arching, his posture utterly submissive. It's only the strength of Angel's presence that keeps others from approaching the pair.

Nibbling at William's throat, Angel opens his mouth over his silent pulse-point and sucks hard, marking the pale skin. William gasps and presses against his mouth. "You love marking me, don't you?" He whispers.

"Mmm" Angel leans back to admire the bruise. "I do. I want to make sure everyone knows that you're... owned."

William purrs. "I can see that." His head is still arched back. "Makes me wonder how far you'll go to mark me."

"Nothing too permanent." Angel replies, nuzzling the mark. "Don't want to mar your perfection."

William moans softly. "Besides it gives you an excuse to mark me again and again."

"Exactly." Angel grins wickedly.

William chuckles. "I like that idea."

"I thought you might." Picking up his drink, Angel takes another slow sip before bringing it to William's lips again. William takes another swallow, licking his lips afterwards slowly, teasingly.

"Shall we have a look around?" Angel asks him, swallowing the rest of his drink in one, enjoying the burn as it goes down.

"Ooo yes please." William's eyes twinkle wickedly.

Standing, Angel wraps his arm firmly around William's waist and they start to make their way in a slow circuit around the large room. William stays close to Angel, flicking his eyes around, taking in the sights. The doms with their subs or slaves in semi-darkened booths, some servicing their masters openly. The provocative show on stage, the performers with perfect bodies gleaming with oil.

"What do you think?" Angel asks, leaning over to whisper in his ear as he gestures towards the stage.

"*Very* impressive. Quite flexible for humans."

"Indeed." Giving his ass a squeeze, Angel grins wolfishly. "But I bet you're far more flexible?"

"I am." William moans softly and turns lust-dilated eyes back on Angel.

"I can't wait to find out exactly how flexible." Angel replies with a hungry look.

William chuckles. "Neither can I."

"But in the meantime of course, I can enjoy watching you get into all sorts of pretty positions with Cordy and Wes, can't I?"

"Yes you can. I like performing for you." William licks his lips again.

Just then they pass a darkened alcove with a leggy brunette woman dominating a slim young man. One gloved hand his holds his face against her the knee of her thigh boots as the other delivers a series of sharp smacks to his ass.

"Hmm." Angel purrs, directing William's attention. "Can't you just picture Cordy and Wes like that?"

William grins. "Oh yes. Wonder if something like that is happening in Sunnydale right now?"

"Might be." Angel smirks. "I wouldn't be surprised."

"Speaking of which..." William wriggles a little. "You said something earlier about punishing me?"

"Ah yes." Angel nods. His eyes glitter with gold flecks in the low light as he looks speculatively at William. "Perhaps we should investigate some of the other rooms. I might well find one with a suitable punishment for such a wicked little tease like yourself."

"Sounds like an *excellent* suggestion."

"Good." Angel growls playfully, turning them towards the nearest door.

William opens the door, and they walk inside. It looks like a Victorian salon, with brocade-covered couches and all. However, there is a large padded spanking horse, of fine polished wood and leather, right in the center of the room. "Nice." Angel chuckles, eyeing it.

William grins and moves into the room, stroking hands over the leather. "You think so?"

"Mmhmm." Angel nods, watching William's hands. "Reminds me of lazy days with Drusilla."

"You used to do this sort of thing with her?" William leans forward a bit over the horse.

"Yeah." Angel nods, watching him with lust in his eyes. "Pure and simple, Drusilla's a masochist. Sometimes however, usually when Darla hadn't been to visit her sire for a good long while, I didn't really have the energy or inclination for a long drawn out torture session and what usually came after..." Angel shrugs.

"And so what happened then?"

Licking his lips a little nervously, Angel explains. "Well, knives, whips, paddles, holy water, crosses, I used whatever I could to make her hurt and scream. And believe it or not, Drusilla was a great fan of the birch switch." He smiles lopsidedly. "Dotty bitch."

William chuckles. "I'm not as masochistic as all that. But I do like a bit of pain and discipline now and again."

"Oh?" Angel tries not to look *too* interested by that confession. "Like?"

"Like as in what specifically do I fancy?"

"Er...yeah."

"Mmm. Well hands are nice. Leather paddles, riding crops, floggers."

Angel's cock throbs at the very thought of spanking William's delectable ass. William can scent the upsurge in arousal and bends further forward over the spanking horse, ass raised in the air. Hissing, Angel comes over to stand behind him, reaching out to stroke his hands over William's leather encased rear. "Such a little tease." His voice is husky as he speaks.

William presses his ass against Angel's hands. "Yes. But you like it."

"I do." Angel chuckles. Lifting one hand, he brings it down sharply onto one cheek.

William gasps at the strike and grips the legs of the spanking horse. "Oh yes. I've been such a naughty boy."

Sliding his hands over William's hips and around to his chest, Angel pulls him up against his chest. "Yes you have. Very naughty."

William moans, writhing a bit against Angel. "What do you want to do to your naughty boy, then?"

"I believe we were going to explore until we found a punishment suitable for naughty little teases like you?" Angel growls into his ear.

"Ah, yes. Next room, then?"

"Next room." Angel agrees, sliding his hand down to cup William's groin for a few seconds before letting him go.

The two of them move into the next room. Also decorated in Victorian style, this one with a St.Andrew's cross as the focal point. Angel saunters over to it, stroking his hand over the dark wood. It's well made and incredibly smooth, fitting perfectly into the high-class atmosphere of the club. William looks at it, and at Angel, walking up onto the platform. He stretches out his arms and legs, posing. "How do I look?"

"Lovely." Angel grins wickedly. "Of course, you'd look even better with nothing on."

William grins back. "As you wish." He slides his shirt off, dropping it to the floor. Watching appreciatively, Angel licks his lips. His eyes flicker towards the door they entered by and then over to the one opposite. He knows someone could walk in at anytime, walk in and see William. He frowns a little; he's not sure he likes that idea.

William's hands slide down over his belly, teasing, then his fingers start working the laces on his pants as he toes off his boots. Eyes drawn back to the younger vampire, Angel watches his slim fingers working the leather ties. Moaning quietly he sits down on one of the brocade sofas, keeping his gaze on William's movements. "Slow." He tells him. "Take them off slowly."

William smiles coyly and slowed his movements, pulling each tie out one strand at a time, stroking his other hand over his body as he plays with the ties. "Yeah." Angel breathes his approbation. "Put on a show for me."

William spread his legs, stroking over the bulge in his pants as the last of the ties came free. Only little flashes of the purplish-white cock are visible under his teasing touch. The silver metal of his chastity belt glinted a little in the low light of the room. "Pretty boy." Angel growls.

"*Your* pretty boy." William gyrates his hips, slowly pushing down the waistband of the leather pants. More and more of his skin comes into view. He swivels his hips and turns, so his ass is revealed to Angel's gaze.

"Mine." Angel nods, licking his lips. He watches William's movements closely, taking in every twitch and ripple of muscle, every sway of hips. William bends over, ass pressed into the air, the leather slowly being peeled down and off him. "Fuck." Angel breathes fervently. The way William is bent allows him to see just how perfect the fit of the chastity belt is.

William steps out of the pants, standing back up and stroking hands over his own ass, looking coyly over his shoulder at Angel. Slowly Angel stands and saunters closer to him, moving with predatory grace.

William moans and stands still, watching him come. He shivers slightly with his pent-up arousal. Coming to stand in front of him, Angel ghosts a caress down William's arms to take hold of his wrists. William moans again and looks up into Angel's eyes. "No one else ever made me feel like this."

"I'm glad." Angel gives him a heated look of possession as he backs him towards the cross.

William whimpers and steps back, feeling the polished wood against his skin. Lifting William's wrists, Angel presses them against the restraints. Letting go, he starts to buckle each of the cuffs around his wrists. William moans softly, writhing his hips a bit so his hard cock presses against Angel's leather-clad one. "I like the feeling of being helpless with you."

Angel chuckles wickedly. "Good." He trails one finger down the inside of each of William's arms then down either side of his rib cage. William gasps and licks his lips. Holding William's gaze, Angel slowly drops to his knees. William groans, looking down. His cock throbs at the sight of Angel there in front of him. Quirking an eyebrow in amusement, Angel licks his lips with deliberate slowness. William whimpers and squirms a bit as Angel teases him.

Taking hold of his right ankle, Angel gently moves it out towards that leg of the cross where he fits the ankle cuff tightly around it. William lets his leg be moved, just closing his eyes and enjoying the sensation. After repeating the action on the other ankle, Angel trails one fingertip up along the inside of each leg and over his hips, avoiding getting too close to his prick and balls. William groans and wriggles a bit, his cock twitching. He is completely helpless now, and almost desperately curious as to what Angel will do to him.

Flowing from his knees back up onto his feet, Angel gives William a lascivious look from head to toe. "Very nice."

William licks his lips. "Glad you approve. What are you going to do now?"

"Punish you." Angel replies with a wolfish grin.

William whimpers and twists some more, testing the bonds. There's a beautifully carved wall-chest to Angel's left and he heads over to it. Swinging open the doors he finds a series of draws and small cupboards. "Oh will you look at this, so many lovely toys." Angel purrs, searching through each compartment in turn.

William looks over at Angel, trying to see what items he may be taking out. His voice is slightly rough with arousal. "Really?"

"Mmhmm." Angel nods, not looking up from his perusal.

"What sorts of toys?" William asks.

"Now that would be telling." Angel chuckles, grinning at him over his shoulder. William whimpers again, pulling uselessly at the bonds, his cock getting almost impossibly harder. Smirking to himself, Angel starts to dip his hand into the drawers, rattling things a little. William's imagination is working overtime and he moans softly.

"Mmm I think this might do, to start." Angel murmurs. Picking up his choice, he holds it against his leg so that William can't see what it is as he moves back towards him. He walks slowly around behind the bound William, leaning forwards to blow a stream of cool air over his shoulders. William shivers at the feel of the breath over his skin, which prickles into gooseflesh.

"Ready?" Angel asks, whispering into the shell of his ear.

William nods. "Yes."

"Good." Angel murmurs. He waits a little longer, drawing out William's anticipation before lifting the toy and tracing a line down his spine.

William gasps as he feels the sharp points touch his skin. They're not enough to break the skin, just enough to set his nerves jangling in a mix of pleasure and pain. "Can you guess what it is?" Angel asks.

William nods. He's used a tool like that himself before. "A Wartenberg wheel."

"Very good." Angel starts to trace the wheel in complicated patterns over the skin of William's back and sides.

William moans and shivers, feeling the wheel work over his skin. Humans never appreciated how much more vampires could feel. Certainly, they had more stamina and ability to take pain, but they could also feel both pleasure and pain so much more keenly than humans. William's cock is soon weeping drops of precum from the stimulation and the delicious feeling of helplessness.

Taking a step closer, Angel runs the wheel around William's side and onto his chest. Repeating the teasing patterns, this time there's the added stimulation of Angel pressed against William's back. William whimpers. "Oh, yess, god, Angel." He chews on his lip as he struggles to keep still under Angel's sweet tormenting of him.

Pressing a kiss to the sensitive skin behind William's ear, Angel chuckles, "Don't worry. There's plenty more to come."

William groans helplessly. "More?"

"Oh yes." Angel laughs wickedly. "Much more." After finishing the patterns on his chest, Angel keeps up the torment with the wheel, stimulating William's arms, legs, hips and ass, before finally moving onto William's heavy balls and weeping cock.

The feel of those spines on the delicate skin of his cock and balls was almost more than William could manage. His cock jerked, his balls pulling up, and he was holding off coming by sheer force of will. Taking pity, Angel removes the wheel from William's body, moving away back to the cabinet and leaving him to regain some control. He has absolutely no intention of letting William come so soon.

William pants, the cessation of torment letting him pull back a little. He slowly manages to ease back as Angel decides what next to use on him. "Ahhh." Angel chuckles. "Perfect." He comes back over to William with a cock ring in his hand. But this is a cock ring with just that added bit of torment. William looks at the cock ring, and the silver vibrating egg strapped onto one part of it, and his eyes open wide.

Pleasing with William's reaction, Angel grins evilly and quickly snaps it around William's cock. He places the egg behind William's scrotum so that the vibrations will go through both his balls and his perineum. "How's that?" He asks, twisting the egg on.

William whimper and gasps, wriggling in his bonds. The sensations are immediate and wicked, and utterly hopeless as well as the strap keeps him from being able to cum. "Shall I take those sounds as ones of approval?" Angel smirks.

William drops his head, nodding and giving a half-sobbing groan. "Good." Lifting his head, Angel gives him a passionate kiss, pressing his body against him.

William moans and surrenders his mouth into the kiss. His captive, tormented cock throbs against Angel's belly as they are pressed together. "Mmm such a sweet mouth," Angel murmurs against his lips.

"Ohh, god, Angel," William breathes back. His blue eyes are nearly black, dilated with lust.

"I notice you keep calling me God." Angel says lightly with a cheeky grin.

William chuckles despite himself. "Well right now you have me seeing heaven, so..."

Angel laughs and moves away. "Let's see if you're still calling me that in a little while shall we?"

William writhes and moans. The sensations are building in him even though there's no way for them to be released. As Angel returns from the wall-chest for the third time, William can see that he has something in either hand this time. An elegant black flogger in one hand, and in the other - a length of black plastic with a number of small silver chains attached to the end.

William groans, and shivers. He tries to brace himself for the punishment to come, his whole body quivering in anticipation. Holding up the chain tipped tickler, Angel asks, "Ever used one like this?"

William shook his head. "No."

"Me either. You'll have to make sure to give me plenty of feedback." Angel grins.

William chews his lower lip and nods.

"Ready for more then?"

William whimpers. "Yes."

Giving him another wicked grin Angel swings the flogger, the strands smacking lightly against William's side. William gasps a bit at the hit, his skin already sensitive. Angel repeats the move on William's other side, following up with a smack to each of his thighs.

William cries out softly, pulling in his bonds at the light hits. He closes his eyes, savoring the sensations. Raising his other hand, Angel swishes the tickler, bringing it down lightly onto one of William's peaked nipples. William gasps sharply. "Ohhhh fuck."

"Good?"

William nods. Smiling Angel brings the flogger down again on either side of William's torso and then on each of his thighs, before bringing the tickler down on his other nipple.

William is writhing and moaning still more, with another loud gasp at the hit of those chains on his sensitive nipple. There is the sound of passing feet as a pair of humans approach the door and look in. Ignoring the humans, with the idea that if he doesn't acknowledge them he won't have to get possessive and hurt them, Angel continues William's 'punishment'. He stays with the pattern of four smacks with the flogger followed by one with the tickler.

William doesn't even notice the humans, his eyes still closed, his body jerking and overloading on sensation as Angel continues. Angel starts to move around William's bound form. Varying the places that and the force with which he hits, but careful to always bring the tickler down on a particularly sensitive point. William's whimpers and cries rise in volume and frequency as Angel works over his body. Despite the ring, his cock is starting to weep pearly drops again.

Eventually Angel ends up standing in front of William as he flogs each hipbone and then each inner thigh before slapping the tickler against William's balls. William howls at that, his eyes opening. The feel of chains smacking onto his sensitive ballsack is so intense. Tossing the flogger aside, Angel trails the chains of the other toy up and down William's shaft. "Had enough yet?" He asks with a low growl.

William nods, desperation in his eyes. "Yes, please, Angel, please...."

"Are you sorry for being a naughty boy?"

William nods again. "Yes, Angel, I'm sorry...” He whimpers pitifully.

"Do you want to come baby?" Angel asks, tapping the chain against the sensitive head of William's cock.

"Ohhhh god yes please..."

Shivering with arousal at William's desperation, Angel drops the tickler and reaches out to turn off the vibrating bullet. William pants, his chest heaving, his body quivering hard with need. Moving to stand pressed to William's back; Angel wraps one arm around William's waist, reaching to unsnap the cock ring with his other hand. Quickly taking a firm hold of William's balls, Angel gives them a small sharp tug to stop him from coming. "Beg me." He growls into the younger vampire's ear.

William whimpers. "Ohhh god please please please Angel please let me cum. I need it so much, oh fuck, I'll do anything..."

"Anything?"

"Anything."

"Scream my name," Angel growls, letting go of his balls and jerking his cock hard.

"ANGEL!" William shrieks, his voice bouncing off the walls as he almost explodes, the pent-up climax burning through him. His balls draw up and shoot again and again, emptying him dry.

"Fuck that's pretty," Angel murmurs, watching William's cock spurt ribbons of cum halfway across the room.

There's an appreciative murmur from the humans in the door before they move on down the corridor. William blushes a little as he realizes what a show he just put on in addition to everything else. His skin is prettily pinked where the flogger and tickler have done their work. Forced into noticing the humans as they leave, Angel growls possessively, nuzzling William's neck. "At least they had the sense not to come inside."

William purrs back softly. "Force of your personality, no doubt. Did you notice the wide berth we've gotten all evening?"

"Yeah." Angel nods as he regretfully steps away from William to move back around to his front. "I get that a lot. Cordy says it's the waves of brooding force that scares people off."

William smiles. "Sounds like something she would say."

"Mmm." Crouching down, Angel frees William's ankles, giving each a brisk rub before standing back up. "So, was that ok?" He asks, actually looking a little nervous of William's answer.

William grins and chuckles. "No. It was incredible."

Relieved, Angel grins back and reaches up to free William's wrists. William moans happily and wraps his arms around Angel's neck, pulling up to kiss him hard. Angel returns the kiss eagerly, sucking hungrily on his tongue. William purrs and rubs against his body. Moaning as William rubs up against him, Angel pulls him hard into his body, rocking his hips.

William can feel Angel's hardness through the leather codpiece, pressing against him. "You want me to do something about that?"

"I think I can be persuaded." Angel grins goofily.

William chuckles softly and releases his arms, sliding down Angel's body. He reaches up to release the codpiece, sliding the leather flap aside and freeing Angel's hard trapped cock. Angel moans at the release of pressure as his cock springs free. Though he could easily ignore his own arousal in order to concentrate on others, once he was brought back to his own body, his need would at times be all the more excruciating.

William doesn't waste any time, licking up the underside along the sensitive vein before taking the head into his mouth. He wraps his lips hard and sucks, his tongue teasing with short, rasping licks all over it. "Fuck yeah." Angel moans, his hips swaying forward as his hands grip onto William's shoulders.

William moves his hands up along Angel's thighs, pressing fingers inside the leather to find and cup and fondle his heavy balls as he starts pushing down, taking in his cock in one smooth movement and then bobbing back. Eyes rolling back in his head, Angel starts to groan and moan loudly as William works his cock. It's not going to take much to make him come.


William works all his tricks, feeling how sharp Angel's need is. His tongue curls and teases, and he purrs onto the hard shaft before pushing down to swallow him in. "Fuck!" Angel curses as he comes, William's throat massaging the head of his cock as he shoots thickly. "Oh fuck!"

William keeps purring, letting the cool seed slide down his throat, holding his position. He looks up, watching the pleasure on Angel's face. Angel's knees wobble as his comes down from his climax, and he grips harder onto William's shoulders to keep his balance. "Oh fuck, you've got a glorious mouth on you." He pants.

William licks Angel clean and pulls back very slowly. "So glad you approve."

Chuckling, Angel musses William's curls with one hand. "Oh I most certainly do."

William carefully tucks Angel's cock away and resecures the codpiece. Holding out his hand, Angel helps William to his feet, pulling him close and kissing him softly. William moans and presses into the kiss. Stroking his hands up and down William's back, Angel kisses across his jaw to his ear. "Thank you."

"For what?" William asks, slightly surprised.

Angel shrugs. "For coming to LA. For helping with the curse. For tonight..."

"It was all my pleasure. Really." William pulls back just a little to look into his eyes. "I feel like I've known you forever."

"And I you." Angel replies softly, resting their foreheads together.

William purrs and rubs his hands on Angel's hips. Pressing another swift kiss to William's full lips, Angel pulls away reluctantly. "What do you want to do now?"

"Anything you want." He strokes Angel's cheek. "How would you like to come eat with me?"

Eyes widening, Angel stares for a moment, "Eat with you?"

"Yes." William licks his lips.

"Y...you mean, while you...feed?"

"Yes. You could, as well, you know. When I have someone under...they feel nothing but pleasure."

"I...I don't know whether that's a good idea..." Angel stutters, "I mean, I...I don't think I have your control..."

William nods. "Well then, if you like, I could feed twice, then you could feed from me. I know it would have to taste better than pig's blood."

Swallowing roughly, Angel can feel himself hardening again in his pants. "O...ok..."

"So shall we?"

Smiling weakly, Angel nods. "Yeah."

William smiles and starts dressing again. Once he's clothed, he wraps his arm around Angel's waist as they head back for the main room at the club. He's different, his Seducer's aura rising and his senses extended looking for a couple of likely victims. Shivering at the feel of William's aura tingling across his skin, Angel has to swallow a moan. It's been so long since he's felt this, and it was never so strong, so clear with Darla.

It doesn't take long. There's plenty of people looking them over, even more than when they first entered, and William sees a perfect pair. He leans in to whisper to Angel. "You're the dom, you'll need to make the invitation." He subtly guided Angel in that direction, focusing his aura on the pair even as he posed prettily and submissively.

Taking a deep breath, Angel gathers himself. As soon as he's determined he find himself falling back into the predatorily graceful way of moving that he had always used when hunting in the past. Letting an arrogant smirk cross his face, he looks the pair up and down, tilting his head consideringly. Coming to a stop in front of them, Angel possessively pulls William into his side and grins wickedly. "Hello."

The dom of the couple looks over William with an appraising and appreciatively glance, then at Angel. "Hello. Quite a pair the two of you make. You're the talk of the club tonight."

"Indeed." Angel's grin turns wolfish. "It's something we're quite used to." He turns to William, stroking the back of his fingers over his cheek.

William moans softly and tilts his head at the caress. The pair is watching every motion, obviously already on their way to being taken by William's charms. "I can well imagine," the man replies. "Would you be interested in perhaps moving someplace more private?"

"I would." Angel nods imperiously, turning back to the other dom. "Did you have somewhere in mind?"

"There are a number of private rooms for members. I have a key."

"Very nice." Angel smiles, taking hold of William's wrist. "Lead the way."

The couple moved away, with Angel and William following behind. William kept working the aura, wrapping it around them, and the growing scent of their arousal was obvious to both vampires. The other dom, unlocks the door, holding it open for Angel and William to pass through, before gently pushing his sub through and following. He shuts the door and flicks the latch to privacy.

The dom turns to Angel. "Shall we have the pretty boys play with each other first?"

Giving William a nod and grin, Angel slowly maneuvers himself closest to the door. "Oh I don't know. I think our intention was more along the lines of my William using the two of you."

The dom raises his eyebrow in surprise. William turns his gaze on him, moving in close, focusing down his aura til the man's eyes are hazed with lust. The little sub boy watches, unable to take his eyes away as William stalks towards the leather-clad dom.

A small smirk curves Angel's lips as he watches William ensnare the man so easily. "Have you ever seen your Master submit to anyone?" He asks the sub.

"N...no s...Sir." The boy stutters.

William reaches up a hand to stroke the man's cheek, leaning in to kiss and lick across his neck. The man moans, hands gripping William's hips as he lifts his chin to give William better access.

"Well then." Angel says, his smirk widening. "You're about to."

The boy's eyes get larger as William nuzzles up to the pulse point. He's whispering softly, wrapping the man's mind in erotic images. The dom is panting and moaning even before the fangs touch his skin, and he clutches hard, moaning orgasmically as William begins to drink and the smell of blood hits the air.

Hard cock twitching, Angel watches. He can smell the blood, hear the man's heart pumping fast as William drinks. Swallowing harshly, he can almost taste the blood himself. William's control is firm, his discipline learned from many years of hunting in this fashion. He takes just enough and then licks closed the wound, easing the man back onto a nearby couch. He turns his gaze on the young sub, who squeaks slightly like a frightened rabbit before the aura takes him.

Angel's eyes are yellow, and he's breathing heavily as he watches William move onto the second man. The sub shivers under the assault of the aura and sinks to his knees, looking up at William with a mix of adoration and lust. William strokes a hand into the young man's hair. "Such a pretty boy," he whispers, before he slowly lowers to his own knees, pressing his body against the slender form of the young man. He cups his crotch, rubbing a little and making the boy whimper and writhe. The sub bares his neck instinctively. William looks up at Angel. "This one's been fed from before." William licks his lips before piercing into the boy's neck.

Raising a surprised eyebrow, Angel just watches. The boy might be one of these vampire-groupies, the ones that go to vampire clubs in the hopes of becoming the pet or sub of a strong vampire. His eyes flicker over to the human dom; looks like he hadn't found a vampire master yet.

William takes less from the young man, his slight form meaning he could take less drain without harm. He picks up the boy and sets him next to the dom. "The two of them will remember having a *really* good time," William says with a soft chuckle. He glides up to Angel and kisses him, blood from both men still on his lips.

Shuddering, Angel wraps his arms tight around William's waist hauling him close and kissing him roughly. William moans, rubbing against Angel, surrendering his mouth to the fierce kiss. Lifting the younger vampire from his feet, Angel turns and pins him to the wall, still kissing him hungrily. William wraps his long legs around Angel's waist to support himself, rubbing his crotch against Angel's.

Groaning, Angel buries his face in William's neck. "Fuck!"

"I take it you liked watching?"

"Yeah." Angel moans. "How did you guess?"

"Just had a feeling." William smiles and purrs, nuzzling and licking Angel's ear, nipping at the lobe.

Rocking his hips against William's, Angel moans again. "I expect it's my hard-on you’re feeling."

William chuckles. "It might be. Shall we get out of here?"

"Yeah. We'd best go before they come round." Angel nods his head over at the human's as he lets William down.

William snuggles in close as they walk out of the room, heading out of the club.

Not long after they are back in the hotel, peeling away clothes as they head up to the room. William's arousal is still high, his body singing with the warm blood he's taken. Teeth practically itching, Angel follows William up to their room. His cock is hard as steel inside his pants; he can't help thinking what a good job it is that William is wearing the chastity belt.

William strips off the last of his clothes, clad now only in the steel belt as he turns to look at Angel. "How do you want me?" He asks. His eyes are glowing softly in the low light of the room.

Nearly swallowing his tongue at the question, Angel coughs and stumbles as his pants drop to his ankles. "Er...however you want."

William backs up to the bed, sitting down and then stretching back across it, head up so that he can keep his eyes fixed on Angel. Every move is suffused with the grace that's so much a part of William, and the feline sensuality.

"God..." Angel breathes, just managing to remember to step out of his pants before being drawn helplessly towards the younger vampire.

William watches him come, licking his lips. "Where would you like to drink from?"

Eyes glinting yellow, Angel's gaze fixes onto the pale column of William's throat. "Wherever you want me to."

William notices the direction of his gaze and tilts his head back, soft curls framing his face, his neck bared for Angel.

"Oh fuck..." Groaning, Angel draws closer. He leans down until his mouth hovers inches above William's.

William looks steadily back at him, shivering lightly as Angel moves closer. His arousal is palpable, rolling off him in waves. This will be the first time Angel has fed from him properly.

"Lie down." Angel whispers, his breath feathering across William's lips.

William lays back completely, neck still arched, with a soft moan. Slowly lowering himself down on top of the younger vampire, Angel echoes his moan. Holding William's eyes, he slowly lets his demon face come forth. William purrs softly, looking up into those yellow eyes. Angel's demon face is almost leonine, magnificent and brutal.

Leaning down, Angel nuzzles gently at Spike's throat, lipping slightly at the extremely faint marks from his siring. "Ready?" He rumbles.

William moans again, nodding slightly. "Oh god yes." His cock is twitching, slapping against his belly as Angel's lips touch his neck.

For a moment, Angel traces his fangs over William's skin before slowly sinking them into his jugular. He moans and shudders as the taste of William's blood explodes in his mouth. William whimpers and purrs louder. He lifts his hands to curl gently in Angel's hair, and his demon presses against the blood bridge, aching to touch his grandsire's demon.

As the first mouthful of blood slips down his throat, Angel's hips buck against William's and he comes, shooting thickly across their stomachs and chests. The blood and pleasure combined is enough to shatter the walls that Angel had built to hide him from the torment of his familial blood bonds and his demon rushes eagerly down the blood bridge.

The two demons tangle, wrapping around each other, William's submissive but no less fierce in its desire, and William's body arches and rubs against Angel's, his hard cock sliding through the slickness created by Angel's cool seed. As he drinks, Angel's hands work their way beneath William's back to hold him tightly. His mind is whirling - it's been so very long since he's felt that link of demons, of family. And William's blood is so incredibly sweet and full of spice all at once.

William moans and presses closer, feeling Angel's hands on him. There's something else he can feel across the bridge, something he's never experienced before, a warm glow like brilliant light suffusing them both. He can only imagine it's their souls finding each other in the same way their demons have linked.

His body is quickly hardening again, even as Angel's mind swims with emotions and questions. God, was it always this incredible? Had this feeling of being two halves of a whole been there with Darla and the others? How could he have gone so long without this? How would he ever manage if William left?

William's hands tighten in Angel's hair, unwilling to let him go. Just wanting this sensation to continue forever. It's more than was there with Penn. Much as he had loved him, it had *never* been like this.

Gripping onto William's body, Angel starts to grind their hips together, purring brokenly. His eyes are closed tightly as he drinks, scenting deeply through his nose. The stuttering purr from Angel vibrates through William, and that combined with their frantic rubbing is almost too much, as his belly tightens, his climax imminent. Realizing that he needs to stop drinking soon, Angel's wishes he didn't have to, his fangs press in just that little bit more into William's throat in his reluctance to let go.

William whimpers softly and lets out an incoherent cry as his release rips through him, his cum joining Angel's on their bellies, his body jerking against his grandsire's. Growling as he feels William convulse beneath him, Angel takes one last mouthful of blood. He savors the taste for a long moment, before regretfully extracting his fangs and starting to lick the wounds closed. William whimpers again, holding tight to Angel as he closes the wound, the blood bridge shutting down, the intense contact between them slowly fading. He almost wants to weep with the loss of it.

Shivering with emotion, Angel presses his face against William's shoulder. "God..." He breathes, in an echo of his earlier words. "Oh fuck..."

William nods and strokes Angel's hair. "That was...” He swallows. "I don't have the words."

"Me either," Angel half-laughs, half-sobs.

William kisses Angel's shoulder. "Was that our souls, do you think?"

"I think so." Angel murmurs. "I've never shared blood with family before while I've been souled."

"I shared blood with Penn, but I never felt that."

"Then it must have been." Raising his head, Angel smiles down at William through glistening eyes.

William strokes his hand over Angel's cheek, his own eyes intense as they look back at his grandsire. "I think I could get addicted to that feeling very easily."

"Me too." Angel confides with a warm smile.

"I think I was meant to find you, sooner or later. Do you believe in fate?"

"I'm certainly starting to."

William purrs loudly, his chest thrumming as Angel lays on top of him. "You think we could do this every day? You feed from me, or me feed from you?"

"I'd like that." Angel smiles. "Though I think we'll have to be careful..."

"How so?"

"Well, I don't know about you, but that just made me feel, more than a little, happy..."

"It did me as well." William considers. "Hmmm. Did you feel any danger of losing control while it was happening?"

Angel blinks at thinks about it for a few moments. "Erm...no, not really."

William looks very thoughtful. "Maybe there's something there...I'll call and talk to Wes about it later."

"Um...ok..." Angel murmurs, not quiet sure where William is going with that.

William catches Angel's expression. "It's just an idea, maybe nothing at all will come of it. But my soul doesn't seem to have the same problems yours does....maybe....maybe there's some way to make yours more like mine."

Breath catching, Angel looks at him hopefully. "You think so?"

William nods. "Yeah. I mean...that moment was as close to perfect happiness as I think I've ever experienced. If it was anywhere near the same for you...but your soul is still there."

"Oh..." Angel replies faintly, looking a little stunned. "Oh..."

William kisses Angel softly. "Are you all right?"

"Yeah...yeah." Angel nods, smiling tremulously. "I'm fine."

William wraps his arms around Angel, pulling him close, feeling their bodies press together. "Good. Should we maybe shower before we sleep?"

"I guess we should, yeah." Angel nods, smiling fully. Pressing a sweet kiss to William's lips, he starts to reluctantly untangle their bodies.

William gets up with Angel and heads off towards the bathroom with him. He sighs happily as he leans against Angel, arm wrapped around his waist.