-Part Three-
AUTHORS: dru as Spike & Evil Willow as Angelus (Go worship the goddess that is EW!)
SERIES: Around the World
PAIRING : Angelus /Spike
RATING : NC17 (highly smutty
with plenty of goodness!)
DISCLAIMER : We do not own these
characters. We just like putting them in lewd positions!
NOTE: We wrote this as role-play
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Okay,
I'm not chained up yet.
I'm not
being beaten.
I'm not
being spanked... although all of them sound exciting.
But
what the fuck is takin' him so long?
I lean in
and kiss him. I run one of my hands down to his cock, stroking it. He groans
and turns on his side to face me, stroking me back to hardness with his hands.
I growl and move to nip at his earlobe.
"Ready
for a little more fun?" I purr in his ear as I slip my hand down further
to squeeze his balls.
"Eep,"
I say before slapping my hand over my face quickly. "Fuck yeah."
I bite my
lip to keep from laughing at him. If that got an 'eep', I can only imagine how
he'll react to what I say next. And if I'm a little nervous, it's not because I
don't want it. It isn't like I haven't thought about it, but I never let myself
think too much about it. After all, it's not exactly ... tradition. But then
again, there are reasons for that tradition that I just don't think apply to
Spike and myself. A few changes won't threaten the fact that I'm still his sire.
In fact, I'm hoping he might respect me more if I show I'm willing to trust him
that much more.
"Okay
then," I reply. I roll over and find where the lube went to. Then I put it
in his hand. He gives me a confused look so obviously he's just not going to
get this unless I spell it out. Looking him in the eyes, I say, "I want
you, Will. I want you to fuck me."
I
He
Huh?
"You..."
Yeah,
that's about the reaction I was expecting. Well that and running to Dru about
some curse or spell or something. "You heard me right," I say.
"I know, I know... rules, tradition, blah blah blah. Haven't you been
telling me for years that they're all stupid? And a lot of the time, I agreed
with you. But I couldn't admit that, not when Darla was still stuck on those
traditions. You know a year ago, she'd have staked us both if she even found
out I asked this of you.
"But
now... I'm not worried about that. She made it clear that she'll trust me to
deal with my childer the way I see fit. And it's been decades since I've
wondered about your loyalty to me, Spike. And that's the reason for most sires
to demand complete submissiveness from their childer. Besides, one of the
reasons I like having you around is you challenge me, make me think about why I
do or say the things I do. I don't want a mindless slave. I want you, just the
way you are.
"And
at the moment, I want you to fuck me. NOW." Okay, so there *was* a little
bit of the 'I'm your sire, do as I say' tone there. Hopefully it'll snap him
out of his shock.
Lube?
Check. Hard cock? Check. Sire's ass to fuck? Check.
Okay.
Now that that's cleared-
I push
him down into the bed and shove a few pillows under his hips hastily to be at
the angle *I* like best.
Finally.
I thought that getting a little demanding would help. And it did. I'm lying
here, waiting for him to fuck me. I can't believe I'm waiting for him to fuck
me. Actually looking forward to it? That's a little disturbing to the demon,
but I ignore it. This is Spike. I can trust him not to take advantage of this
situation or expect it too often. There *is* something to be said for keeping
the proper balance of power.
And he's
not moving. Why isn't he moving? "Spike..." I growl, looking over my
shoulder at him. "Some time this century?"
Right.
Don't
know why I'm so skittish all of sudden. Not like I never fucked another guy
before. And I *did* fuck *him* once before, maybe twice, though we might have
been drunk.
I slide
down the bed and run my tongue down his spine and down the crack of his
absolutely gorgeous ass.
My
sire's just delicious. Seriously delicious.
Finally!
You'd think he'd never ohhhhhhhfuck. He's... "SHIT!" His tongue!
Where did he learn that?! Oh, yeah probably from me. I'm so glad he was paying
attention then. "FUCK! WILL!" This is bad. He's got me screaming and
fisting the sheets already and he isn't even inside me yet.
Well, not
the part of him that I really want inside me, anyway.
Hehehe.
Got him
whinin' and fistin' already.
I rub
the backs of his thighs and rock my hips against one of his knees. I groan at
the pressure on my cock. Shit I need to come.
I
slowly lave the puckered opening to his insides before thrusting my tongue
inside him.
Ohhh
gods. Why did I have a problem with him fucking me again? I can't remember. I
groan and push back, wanting more. "Fuck, Will, don't stop," I say.
Okay, I
beg.
I am
the master!
The
bleedin' master of all things! I growl, sending the vibrations into him before
steeling my tongue and fucking him with it.
My
hands slide between his legs to stroke his cock, using the precum to make my
hand move easier.
SHIT! And
I just ... well, quite honestly it was a squeak. Fuck. I'm gonna just melt into
a big puddle, right here. This is too amazing. And I'm just about to explode
from the pleasure.
If I'd
*known* that I'd enjoy it this much, we'd have been doing this for ... oh, the
past five centuries, probably. And we haven't even gotten to the actual fucking
yet, but I can only imagine all the noises I'll make when he's got his *cock*
inside me.
And at
the moment, besides the amusing (for him) and humiliating (for me) noises I'm
making, my brain is helping out with those oh so witty comments like:
"Oh..." and "Fuckyeah." and then my personal favorite:
"Shityesdon'tstoprightthereohfuckWILL!" That makes him laugh, which
sends shivers down my spine.
And
fucking hell, I just *whimpered*!
Heeheehee.
I crawl
up his body and he whimpers again as my tongue leaves him. Ponce!
I open
the lube as I kiss his neck and cover two fingers before sliding them inside
him.
Oh, fuck
me! I open my mouth to say something but it gets lost in the translation from
brain-to-mouth. It sounds something like: "Garbleflock!" And that's
just really embarrassing. Unless maybe it's a demonic language. Yeah, that's
what I'll claim later, if he still remembers.
But now I
get it. I understand why he loses all ability to speak coherently when I'm
doing this to him. Because there's just... no way in hell to do anything other
than process the unbelievable sensations he's producing in my body.
"Will... so GOOD!" Okay, he found my prostate.
And he
knows it. Because he does it again and "SHIT!" I'm gonna come. I'm
pushing back against his fingers, taking them even deeper inside. My arms are
shaking, fuck, my whole body feels like it's on pleasure-overload.
Not a bad
thing to be feeling, by the way.
Oh
yeah, the fuckin' master of all things!
But
I've had enough.
I pull
my fingers out and he growls at me, threateningly. "Don't worry," I
whisper into his ear. "You're gonna get *fucked*." Then I laugh,
"Fucked by Willy's little willie."
"Do
it!" I yell. Okay, probably a good idea to yell things like that when
Darla's in the next room. Although, she could hear if we were whispering. But I
don't care. Right now, I want this. I want him. I'll deal with the consequences
later.
"Fuck
me," I say, as I turn over onto my back and pull my knees up. I just want
to see his face.
I
squeeze the bottle of lube so hard when he flips over that it explodes in my
hand, and right over my cock. "Perfect," I smile at him before
rubbing some over his ass too.
Okay.
Here my sire is, wide open for me. Oh yeah! This has gotta be one of the best
nights of my life!
I poise
my cock at his entrance and slowly push inside.
I groan
as he begins to enter me. Hello, pain. I haven't let anyone fuck me in, oh,
about a hundred fifty years. But I'm a demon, I don't mind a little pain.
Besides the fact that this is Will, and I want it. And when I look in his face,
I can see how careful he's trying to be, not wanting to hurt me. And that just
makes me want him even more.
I smile
as I look at him. "I know it hurts. Just relax and let me in," I tell
him before leaning down to kiss him softly. Yes, I'm doing exactly what he does
to me.
I nod and
try to make my muscles relax, letting him come deeper. And it works as he
pushes further inside me. And when he brushes against my prostate I remember
just why I had the thought this would be fun. I gasp and arch up against him,
forcing him deeper, all the way inside me.
Oh wow.
There really are no words for this. I'm just going to keep my mouth shut. No
more 'garbleflok' tonight. I pull his face down for another kiss, this time
more passionate. I pull away and growl, "Fuck me, already," with a
little grin.
"Okay,"
I grin back before biting his lip.
I pull
out and thrust back inside him again and if this ain't the best fuckin' feeling
I've ever had, I don't know what was.
He
flexes his muscles around my cock and "FUCK!" I yell.
"SHITSPIKE!"
I yell when he pushes back inside me. Good aim. Really fucking good aim. I move
my legs over his shoulders and thread my fingers through his hair, pulling his
head down for another kiss.
Okay. I
love my sire. I do.
But- I
NEED TO COME! I growl as I start to pound into him. He squeezes me and
"SHIT! Again!" I growl.
I bite
his lip again and I feel his hands on my ass.
I squeeze
his ass and say, "Touch me." He slips one of his hands between us and
begins to pump my cock in time with his thrusts. Oh shit, yeah. I squeeze his
cock with my muscles, adding to the friction. He groans and nips at my neck,
still in his human face.
"OhfuckSire!"
I shout. "Please!" I beg him. Yes, he's letting me fuck him, but if
Darla *is* listening, it'll make her happy. "PLEASE!"
I can't
help grinning. And I know that partially the begging is for any eavesdropping
ears. And I appreciate it.
"I'm
gonna come," I groan, nibbling at his earlobe. "Come with me,
Will." He slams inside me again and I clamp down on his cock with my
muscles as my orgasm hits me. "WILLIAM!"
"OHFUCKMESIRE!"
I growl
as I erupt inside him and feel him cover my hands with his come. Oh fuck!
Before I know it, my fangs are in his neck and I'm just coming again and again.
It's been too long!
I moan as
I feel his fangs in my throat, triggering another climax. I shift into gameface
and tear into his shoulder, drinking deeply. And I know, I didn't give him
permission to bite me, but I'm not going to make an issue out of it. I'm
feeling pretty good tonight.
I feel
his fangs withdraw and he licks at my throat until the wound closes. I pull
myself away a few seconds later and pull his face up for another kiss. I notice
the surprise in his expression that I'm not yelling or hitting. He's just going
to have to get used to that.
His cock
slips from my ass and I can't help moaning at the loss. He moves enough so I
can stretch my legs out and then I pull him back on top of me. He rests his
head under my chin and I smile when I hear him purring. I'm pretty damn content
myself. I had a good fuck, I received a good fuck... Yeah. This was a pretty
good night.
And of
course what makes it better is I spent it with my boy. My William. The only
childe I've ever loved. It's strange, I don't think I ever would have believed
I was capable of love. That's a human emotion, or so I thought. But he's shown
me that he feels the same way, so many times, and made me realize it wasn't
just one-sided. I love him, as much as I love Darla.
This is
just perfect. Has been perfect in the past but this is more perfect. This is
it.
Darla
is not going to be as much of a problem. At least he's not gonna have to sneak
out of her bed to see Dru and I. If he wants to spend the night, I think she's
going to let him, provided I can stay within her rules. But I think I can.
Or I'm
going to try.
Very
hard.
Yeah, I
love them. It's taken me a while to accept it and I've never said it to either
of them. But I *have* tried to make sure they know in other ways. By how I act,
for example, letting him be 'in control' tonight.
But maybe
I shouldn't assume that I've made my feelings clear. It actually could be the
reason for their jealousy. I don't know. I guess it's a possibility that my
silence makes them uncertain of where they stand with me.
And I
don't want to make them wonder. Especially not Spike. Lately, he's put up with
so much just to be with me again. I don't want him to think it's not worth it,
to stay around. I need him to stay. I love him. It's getting less and less
strange, the more I say it to myself. And--
He looks
up at me quizzically. Oh. I *did* just say it to myself, didn't I?
What?
"What?"
Shit. I
was hoping to have a big speech or something planned when - if - I ever told
him. Same with Darla. But in my defense, I have a good reason for not being too
careful with what comes out of my mouth at the moment. At least *I* think I
have a good reason, since I just discovered that it can be enjoyable to be
fucked, occasionally.
But he's
still staring at me, so I need to make my brain work. Time to explain this in a
way that won't freak him out. "I love you, Will."
Or, I
could go for simple and straightforward.
Except
that that really confused him. I tighten my arms around his waist and add,
"Yeah, you look as surprised as I felt when it first occurred to me. But I
do. You're my favored, surely you've always known I'm fond of you. And it took
me a while to figure out it was a little more than that. You're important to
me, it's why I was always willing to fight Darla to be with you.
"Don't
misunderstand, I love her too. This doesn't change anything, other than you now
know what you mean to me."
I...
I... He said-
Wow.
I just-
I can't- I just kiss him. Softly.
"I
knew," I tell him because I did, I think, years ago, when she ordered him
to kill me and he couldn't- I knew.
I place
my head on his chest and close my eyes, "I love you too, Sire."
I can't
help smiling. I thought so... but it's surprisingly nice to hear the words.
"Time to get some sleep now," I say. "Sweet dreams, Will."
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