If you are interested in this please leave a comment and I will post the rest here soonish. This is just a teaser!
Please be warned though this IS NC-17 which means that people below that age shouldn't read this. It will get a bit dirty - or I will edit it here and make it PG-15...shrugs
Pairing: Main Spangel. Also includes Spenn (Spike/Penn) a bit and implied Spiley (Spike/Riley) and Spander (Spike/Xander).
Summary: Spike is a drug addicted lawyer with an ex who's bothering him, drugs that's wearing him down, best friend who's supporting, a co-worker who's got the hots for him and to top that two hot guys enters his life.
A/N: Yeah, I'm back here. Heard that fixed a lot of the problems that was annoying me before such as fics not be updated, not getting information about reviews, and not being able to upload from 'til time. But yeah, right now, I'm back!
He opened the door softly and moved inside. The heavy sleep from earlier was still making him lazy. But he needed more and here was the only place to provide it. A dark alley in the middle of the night. His dealer was supposed to be here by now, but he wasn't anywhere to be seen.
This was not a good day – first his ex-boyfriend had come by his house, shagged him and then left without saying one word and now his dealer was late, when he really needed feeling of being high. His hands was shaking a little and he tried to still them by putting them in his jacket's pockets, and of course, they stilled. But he could still feel the shaking's in his bones and to be totally honest it scared him. It scared him because he had become an addict when it was – from the beginning – only supposed to be a way of getting away from the world. The world that apperently hated him more than anyone -thing- else.
His thoughts drifted off as he heard a car roar up behind him and it drove slowly up to where he was standing.
Out of the car stepped – not his regular dealer – but a breath-taking brunett. Well, the hair was a bit weird, but otherwise, breath-taking. The man walked slowly up to him.
"You Spike?" The man asked and Spike nodded softly as a reply. The man nodded quickly back and then went to get the stuff from the back of his Mercedes. Spike followed numbly and he couldn't help but look at the brunett's ass as he bent down to retrive Spike's orders. Spike quickly reverted his eyes from the man's backside as he turned around and held out his hand. Spike stared at it for a second before understanding what he meant. Spike smiled shyly and then put his hands in his pockets to take out the money that the man was asking for.
Silently they exchanged their stuff and the man got into his car. Before he closed the door though he stuck his head out and looked Spike directly in his eyes, "My name's Angel by the way. I'm your dealer now."
"Whatever happened to Hamilton?" Spike asked out of pure curiousity.
Angel merely shrugged, "He was murdered." and with that he slammed the door shut, started the engine and drove off.
Spike stared at the retreating car numbly and through his head ran the last sentence Angel had said "He was murdered." By whom? The police? That was unlikely because then Angel wouldn't had shown up here today considering the Police would then have found the notes Hamilton kept about all the dealings. Who could have killed Hamilton? He had tons and tons of bodyguards, no one even got near him not even during the dealing.