One for the Road

[jasonsnene]

 

Title: One for the Road

Author: jasonsnene

Rating: NC17

Pairing: Spike/Angel

Warnings: M/M, torture, violence, dub con

 

 

Written for angelstoyfor the Angel's Bunnies challenge at strip_off_angel:
I was thinking Angel/Spike - something a little dark, something a little possessive and something with a lot of passion and NC17 - maybe set during the fight for the cup (season 5) or when Spike kidnapped Angel to cure Dru (when Angel was tied to the bed - Buffy season 2))
 

A/N: Set during BTVS Season 2:  “What’s My Line, Part 2”
 

 

It was easier than he’d anticipated to capture Angel. Hell, someone had locked the idiot in a cage at Willy’s and since he’d been so close to sunlight for so long, Angel wasn’t exactly in top form. So much for vampire senses. Angel’s loss was Spike’s gain though and now he had the Sire’s blood required to return Dru’s strength. Damn bloody Prague. He’d never go there again. Or maybe he would. Give them a new way to measure the Scourge of Europe. Just him and Dru this time though. No stupid Angel and his mamby pamby ways distracting any of them.

 

That’s what they’d do. Get Drusilla back in shape, take care of this annoying slayer that Angel was sniffing around like a love sick minion, then they’d go back to Prague and show those damn fools who they’d messed with. The blood would flow for days. Spike felt a little jerk of interest from his cock at the thought. Good times. Bloody times. 

 

Now he had the joyous task of spending the day with Dru’s precious Sire. Spike no longer thought of him that way. He didn’t deserve the honor or the praise the title brought with it. True Sire’s don’t abandon their families. True Sire’s don’t cavort around with slayers. True Sire’s don’t leave the one person in the world…well, those thoughts were better left buried.

 

He’d dropped Angel in Dru’s room. Spike knew she’d be having some fun with him. Not that Angel would think it was very fun, especially considering the random screams he’d been hearing. But now Dru needed her rest. And Spike wanted a little time to say his own goodbyes.

 

Drusilla had Angel tied to the posts at the foot of her bed. He didn’t look comfortable. Good. Spike didn’t want him to have any sort of pleasantries now. He didn’t deserve them.   With a few gentle words and deep kisses, Spike ushered Dru out of the room and into his bed. She needed her rest before the ritual. And he wanted to be alone with Angel.

 

Angel glowered at him. Spike smirked. Angel scowled. Spike chuckled. “Oh, come on, Angel. Lighten up. You’re the one who got yourself captured. Convenient, it was, but no need to get all grumpy about it. Besides, who wants to spend their last few hours being all pissy. Well, you, I suppose. Always did lean towards the depressing.”

 

Spike strolled casually to the end of the bed and checked Angel’s restraints.   They were still secure. He ran one finger down the burns Dru left on Angel’s chest. Angel hissed. Spike smiled his first true smile in a long time. Delightful. He scratched his nails back up the damaged skin and Angel screamed. Even better.

 

“Now, listen, Angel. I figure this can go down a couple different ways. I find myself feeling a little nostalgic. I mean, hell, you’ll be dead in a few hours and I think I may miss you a bit. Not enough to keep me from killing you, mind, but I think I’ll miss you a bit.” Spike paused, not liking the direction his thoughts were taking him.

 

Angel opened his eyes and Spike was delighted to see that they were still full of pain. “Or, I can just keep torturing you. Hell, maybe I’ll find a way to do both. You think there’s a way to send you out in style, Peaches?”

 

Spike straddled Angel’s legs and sat on his lap. He wrapped both fists in Angel’s hair and jerked his head back. “Yeah, I think there’s a way.” Then he pressed his mouth to Angel’s and let his fangs slide out just enough to nick the skin. He wouldn’t take much. Just a few drops. The rest belonged to Dru.

 

Angel tried to jerk away but Spike held him tight and leaned in closer. His cock was filling now and he pressed it into Angel’s stomach and rutted against him while he took Angel’s mouth again. He felt Angel’s cock stirring beneath him and raised his head to smirk at Angel. “See there? You must have missed me to. How about it? One last fuck for old times sake?”

 

He didn’t expect an answer and he didn’t get one. Angel was stubborn that way. Back in the day, it was one of the things Spike had liked best about him. Now it just made him annoying. Spike stood and let his duster drop from his shoulders. He tossed it onto the bed.   His shirt came next. Angel’s eyes were watching every movement.

 

The marks on Angel’s chest called to Spike again and he couldn’t resist leaning down and running his tongue across them. Angel tried to jerk away, but that just placed his nipple within Spike’s reach and Spike bit down, hard. He got another taste of Angel’s powerful blood. It was irresistible. But he had to try to refrain.

 

While his mouth was busy sucking at the newest wound on Angel’s chest, his hands went to the fastening on Angel’s pants. Angel struggled but there really wasn’t much he could do. Spike had his pants stripped down his legs and Angel growled his frustration. He slid down Angel’s body, his head tilted back so he could watch Angel’s expression. 

 

“Been wanting a taste of ya for a while. Better get it now before you’re gone, eh?”

 

Then Spike slithered down and engulfed Angel’s erection in his mouth. Angel jerked and his cock slid deeper in Spike’s throat. Spike laved it carefully with his tongue, making sure to get it as wet as possible. His hands reached down and he slithered out of his own jeans while he sucked Angel to full hardness. It didn’t take long.

 

He stood again and straddled Angel’s legs. He licked his fingers and slid them around to his own hole. He gave himself a quick stretch, one finger, then two, just enough to take away some of the tightness. Then he lowered his body and guided Angel’s cock to his entrance. 

 

One hand had a tight grip on Angel’s shoulder. The other reached behind him and held Angel’s cock steady. “Damn. I’d forgotten how big you are. Been too long since I’ve done this. No one but you, ya know.” 

 

Angel’s eyes opened in surprise just as Spike’s head fell back. He was in, barely. Spike held still, letting his body stretch. His hand came around and now both hands were holding onto Angel’s shoulders, as he slowly lowered himself. Angel grabbed the straps holding his arms in place and lifted his hips, pushing his way in the rest of the way.

 

“Yes. Just like that. Give it to me, Angel. One last time. This’ll be it for me, ya know. No one but you, Angel. No one but you.”

 

Angel continued thrusting as Spike pushed down to meet his movement. “Fuck, Angel. You fill me up. Do it harder. Come on.”

 

Angel pushed harder, faster. Spike groaned and leaned down to capture Angel’s lips. Teeth and tongues tangled as their hips continued slamming together in a familiar dance. Spike released one of Angel’s shoulders so he could fist his own cock, jerking himself hard and fast. He threw his head back and howled his release and felt Angel’s cock quivering and spurting inside him.

 

They stayed that way for a few moments, each lost in memories and sensation. Then Spike pushed himself off and Angel’s cock slipped free. He ran a finger through his spending on Angel’s chest and offered it to him. Angel’s tongue slipped out for a quick taste.

 

“You could have this, you know. I miss it too.”

 

“Yeah, yeah. You say that now, Peaches. Funny how I don’t believe you. No, I think I’ll keep Dru. She doesn’t run off. Sorry that all this will kill ya, though. I think in time, you’d come around.”

 

He slipped his jeans back on, feeling Angel’s come slipping from his body. He should clean it up, get rid of the evidence. But if this was it, he wanted to keep just that little bit of Angel with him for a while. Whoever said he wasn’t sentimental didn’t know him well.

 

Spike slipped Angel’s pants back up his legs, and after one more teasing lick, gathering up more of Angel’s taste, Spike zipped him up and patted his crotch. “Gonna go take a nap with Dru now. Gotta be ready for tonight. I’m sure she’ll be back in to play before it’s time to go.”

 

And with that he was gone. Angel relaxed for a moment in the restraints before he started trying to pull his way free again. He really wanted to get out of here before Dru came back and started playing more of her kind of games. 

Comments

[velvetwhip.livejournal.com]

Yum! Gotta love Angel and Spike having that one last fling...or at least what Spike thinks will be a last fling...


Gabrielle

[jasonsnene.livejournal.com]

I know, right? Poor delusional Spike thinking he'd get rid of Angel...

[ash-carpenter.livejournal.com]

Still love this darling!!! *smooches*

[lil-coyote.livejournal.com]

He is a sentimental monster that hates as hard as he loves.

[angelswilliam.livejournal.com]

*applauds you* Very well put! *longs for your elloquence*

[lil-coyote.livejournal.com]

It's only a tiny flash between all the squees and lusty grins =]

[shanmara.livejournal.com]

Wow, how did I miss this?
So incredibly hot, so incredibly in character!

[jasonsnene.livejournal.com]

Thanks honey! Glad you liked it. :D

[angelswilliam.livejournal.com]

Here on velvetwhip's rec in nekid_spike, and, boy, can I see why she rec'd this! It is HOT! *fans self*

I liked this section especially:
"....No one but you, ya know.”
Angel’s eyes opened in surprise just as Spike’s head fell back. He was in, barely. Spike held still, letting his body stretch. His hand came around and now both hands were holding onto Angel’s shoulders, as he slowly lowered himself. Angel grabbed the straps holding his arms in place and lifted his hips, pushing his way in the rest of the way.
“Yes. Just like that. Give it to me, Angel. One last time. This’ll be it for me, ya know. No one but you, Angel. No one but you.”
Angel continued thrusting as Spike pushed down to meet his movement. “Fuck, Angel. You fill me up. Do it harder. Come on.”

Damn. Just...DAMN. *continues to fan self*

[jasonsnene.livejournal.com]

I'm really glad you liked it! I don't write Spangel often but I do adore them. :D And I have to agree..that section is pretty hot. Hee!

[adso-von-melk.livejournal.com]

I feel kind of sorry for Spike...deep down he wants Angel bad...poor thing *pets Spike* *gropes Spike* This was very hot! :)

[of-too-minds.livejournal.com]

That was a lot of fun. In my world, the boys are always sneaking encounters like this one.

[angelstoy.livejournal.com]

*HAPPY SIGH* I love when you write me stories, they make feel extra special!!!!!!!!!!!!! and every time I read them, I just feel more special!!!!!!!!!!!

Thanks again for this one!!!!!!!!!

[jasonsnene.livejournal.com]

It's all part of my evil plan. I'm trying to steal you away from the likes of rockstar and ash so that you'll only make the yummies for me! Mwa ha ha ha

I forgot to add your new one to the list but it's cooking too. Hope you don't mind a bit of teacher!kink. :D

[angelstoy.livejournal.com]

SERIOUSLY????!!!!!!!!!!!! SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH MY FREAKIN' GOD!!!!! I'm so excited!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I love teacher kink, I love anthing you write, I love you!!!!!!!!! Did I mention how freakin' excited I am?! CAN HARDLY WAIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[hotfortwins.livejournal.com]

*sniff sniff sob sob sniff sniff*

It was beautiful. Iwish he had just believed Angel *sigh* Would of been a better storyline - and hell, would of been just as interesting as the real story line ;-)