Warm
It was a rainy night when Spike also known as William the Bloody walked towards the huge house he and Angelus shared now that Darla and Drusilla was away on their own. The house was huge and victorian which was just fine with the englishman. Tonight he was cold, wet and tired, and he longed for his lover to hold him. Dawn was closing in as he entered the building. As soon as he had closed the door he was pushed against the wall and golden eyes meet his. "Where have you been?" It was Angelus who asked, not or the first time, and probably not the last. Spike secretly liked when his lover was like this, as he loved that the older male cared. "Hunting, I said so before I left..." Angelus narrowed his eyes "What took you so long?" Spike couldn't meet his eyes, but Angelus had known all along, Spike had been looking for other killers to feed off, so that he didn't harm innoent peple (even though he doubted their existance) and so he could hav a real fight even if his opponent was mortal. Angelus let go of him and looked upon him with disgust. "Remove those cloth please" He purred and Spike was more than happy to oblige. when he had finished his task Angelus let his features smothen out into a human mask before capturing the younger vampires lips with his own. A coulpe of hours later the two of them was curled up in bed warming each other and Spike hoped he wouldn't have to be cold again anytime soon.
THE END