jasonsnene

Title: Rebellious Desire (16/?)

Author: jasonsnene

Pairing: Angel/Xander, Spike/Riley, Graham/Andrew

Rating: NC17

Betas: carinas_carinae and aayesha_r

Warnings: AU, M/M, some violence , uh...maybe a bit of angst. Just a smidge really...kinda.

Banner by: purpledodah

Summary: Modern, slashy version of a historical romance novel I read recently. Just, you know, cause I wanted to.

Previous Parts

Rebellious Desire 16

Spike leaned over Riley’s chest and laved one nipple thoroughly before nipping it gently between his teeth. Riley groaned and arched up into the touch. “So, pet, what happened next?”

“Spike!”

“Wot?” With an evil smirk, Spike ground his ass down onto Riley’s cock, not letting it slip inside, but making Riley want it even more.

“How can I think when you’re doing that?”

“Dunno, luv. I’ll stop.” Spike sat back, making sure Riley’s erection was nestled snuggly between his cheeks. Riley whimpered and thrust up, but couldn’t get the angle he needed without Spike’s cooperation.

“Spike, please.”

“In a minute. I wanna know what happened.”

With a sigh, Riley continued the story he’d started before Spike had started stripping. “Okay, okay. So, Groo grilled that Amy chick for hours. I swear he could get a priest to spill his secrets. Anyway, come to find out, Giles had told Amy’s mother that he was breaking things off with her because of Xander.”

“Oi! Wot’d he say that for? It’s not like Xander would have told him to do something like that! Giles should have just told her to buzz off.”

“Yeah, well, Amy doesn’t know Xander well enough to know that so she decided to take matters into her own hands.”

“By offin’ Xan?”

“Well, she says they weren’t going to hurt him. They just wanted him out of the way for a while so Catherine could be there to support Giles in his time of need.”

“Wotever. Stupid cow.”

“Exactly. Now Angel’s got all these theories, but so far nothing is checking out.”

“So, what’s the plan now? And why all the fuss over Wesley?”

“Spike, come on! Can’t we talk about this later?”

“Sure, pet. Later it is.” Spike swung his leg from across Riley and started to get off the bed.

“Spike!”

“Yeah?”

“You’re evil.”

“Course I am, luv. I’m the Big Bad.”

“Okay, okay. Come back, and I’ll tell you.”

Spike grinned and climbed back into place. This time, he held Riley’s cock up and lowered himself onto it. Riley pushed up, sliding right into the slick hole and moaned his pleasure.

“Now, pet, where were we?”

Once Spike had milked Riley of more than just his information, he collapsed on Riley’s chest gasping. He was quite enjoying the time he was spending with this one. Riley was breathing hard beneath him, his rising and falling chest lifting and lowering Spike’s body.

After he took a few more minutes to catch his breath Spike’s mind returned to Angel and Xander and their troubles. He rose up and propped his elbow on Riley’s chest, then dropped his chin into his hand. “You know, luv, Xander’s really not going to like this.”

Riley growled and flipped Spike over onto his back and settled between his legs. “Let’s talk about something else. Better yet, let’s not talk at all.” Then he proceeded to shut Spike up in the only way he’d learned would work.

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Xander tapped his foot impatiently, waiting for Angel to finish his phone call. Angel had promised to tell him what his big plan was, and Xander was determined to find out what was going on.

Finally, Angel ended the call and looked over at Xander with a smile.

“Don’t look at me like that! Come on, Angel, tell me what’s going on!”

Angel stood from the chair in Xander’s bedroom and crossed to his lover. He pulled Xander close, nuzzling his neck. Xander pushed him away.

“And don’t try to distract me…. although, that felt really good, and in a minute you’re going to be doing that again. What have you found out?”

Angel sighed. “That was Kate. The police found the car-jackers. It had nothing to do with all this. I thought if we went back to the beginning, we might be able to get some new clues. We ended up with another dead end.”

“So… what? They were just after Spike?”

“I don’t think they were after anything but the limo. Kate says that Groo and Spike’s first impressions were correct, that it was just a random attack. They were going to take the limo on a joy ride and then dump it. When they saw that Spike had an armed guard, they panicked.”

“So, what do we have? Me pushed down the stairs, the letter, the shooting, the kidnapping attempt. What’s the connection?”

“I don’t know yet. We know that Amy was behind the kidnapping attempt. She’s saying they just wanted you out of the way for a while so Catherine could ‘comfort’ your father.”

“That’s ridiculous!”

“I never said it made sense, just that she’d confessed. So we really need to focus on the club, the letter, and the shooting. And I’m also working on the bug we found in Wesley’s office. I think they’re all tied together, Xander.”

“Okay, I’ll trust your judgment on that. What can we do? There’s got to be something we can do to make this stop and find out who’s behind it.”

Xander really wasn’t going to like this. “Okay, here’s the deal. We’re going to break up.”

Xander arched a brow, and Angel swore that he was going to start keeping him as far away from Spike as possible, because the whole arched brow thing was just too much like Spike for Xander’s own good.

“Go on.”

“Well, we need to make you appear to be vulnerable. I think we should stage some argument and break up. Then I’ll find you a secure place to go away for a while, and we’ll continue the investigation.”

“No.”

“Xander, don’t just say no out of spite. This is serious.”

“Angel, I see where you’re going with this. But if I just disappear, whoever is after me is going to be looking. Hell, Amy got in before and if she can do it, imagine what someone with more experience and motivation could do. Now my dad and uncle are here, and I won’t leave them unprotected while I hide out somewhere.”

“Xander, they won’t be unprotected. I’ll have guards all over this place.”

“No. It’s too dangerous, Angel. If I go, they go, too.”

“Xander, your uncle needs to be here for his treatments. He can’t just go off somewhere right now and having people go in and out would defeat the purpose of having you somewhere safe.”

“Angel, I can’t just run and hide. I know you don’t think it, but I can protect myself. In case you’d forgotten, the night we met I had a gun to your head. We’ve got to come up with something else.”

“Oh hell, you had to bring up the gun, didn’t you?” Angel stepped forward, nuzzling Xander’s neck again. “You looked so fucking sexy like that. Do you know how many daydreams I had about you until I found you? And then I had so many more because you were even more sexy than I’d imagined.”

Xander moaned as Angel’s lips worked their way down his neck. “I thought about you, too. The way you looked at me that night. God, Angel, I was so turned on. And now I have you, and it’s so much better.”

Angel pulled Xander’s shirt over his head and kissed his way down to one dusky nipple. He pinched it gently between his teeth then laved it with his tongue. Xander ran his fingers into Angel’s hair, gripping it tightly and holding him in place.

Angel’s fingers dipped into the waistband of Xander’s jeans, tracing the sensitive skin of Xander’s stomach. Xander’s cock was filling, stretching out the material, and Angel unsnapped then unzipped to give Xander some relief. Dropping to his knees, Angel pulled just the head into his mouth, his tongue tracing the slit.

Xander held tightly to Angel’s hair, trying hard not to just hold his lover’s head in place and fuck his mouth. He knew Angel would let him, and just the knowledge turned him on more than he’d realized possible. Now wasn’t the time though.

Especially since Angel’s cell phone was ringing again. With a pop and a growl, Angel released Xander’s erection and fumbled for his phone. “What?”

Xander knew the news was important, could tell from the shuttered expression on Angel’s face.

“When?”

Xander continued to watch as Angel’s eyes darkened with anger. “I’m on my way.” Angel snapped the phone shut and turned to Xander.

“What’s happening?”

“Your uncle tried to retrieve the bug.”

“Wesley? But I thought he was here?”

“No, Xander. Your other uncle. Lindsey.”