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Warning: language; sexual situations
Chapter 19
Spike and Angel leisurely strode through the entrance of the Hyperion on a nice, warm evening. Wesley, Gunn, and Cordelia sat in the lobby chatting.
"And where were you two?" Cordelia asked with a big smile on her face.
"Peaches dragged me to a classic film festival." Spike said playfully.
"Hey!" Angel said to his Childe as a hurt look traversed his face. "You said you liked it."
"Yeah. Yeah." The blond vampire replied as he walked over to Cordelia and dove his hand onto her bowl of chips.
"Watch it, Buddy. Shouldn't good little vamps stick to blood?"
"Well, 'm not a good lil' vamp, luv." He shook his eyebrows as he shoved the chips in his mouth.
Cordelia shook her head as she grabbed the bowl away from Spike. "So what are you guys up to the rest of the night?"
"Hopefully Peaches and me will shag like bunnies." Spike said casually as he walked back towards Angel; a look of mischief flickered in his eyes.
"Spike!" Angel practically shouted as he noticed Gunn's wide eyes and the blushing face of Wesley. Angel grabbed Spike by the arm and dragged him towards the stairs. "Say goodnight, Spike."
Spike's legs rushed to keep up with his Sire. He laughed heartily and shouted, "Goodnight, Spike," as Angel pulled him up the stairs.
The dark vampire closed the door of their suite and stared at his Childe.
"Wot?" Spike said as he slipped his duster off and let it fall to the floor.
"Why did you say that, Spike?"
"Say what?" Spike threw his hands in the air. "Oh, come on! You really think they don't know? We sleep in the same room, Sire. Do they think were knittin' sweaters every night?" He chuckled. "Afraid that they think you're a big Poofter, then?" He stared at the blank face of his Sire. It appeared Angel was about to get angry. Spike knew how to counter that. He smiled internally as he knew how to resolve the argument. He slipped his shirt off and slumped his shoulders in a defeated manner. His eyes were down turned. "Sorry, Angel. Didn' mean to embarrass you. Or maybe I just embarrass you." Spike said in a small voice as he turned away. He smiled slightly as he felt Angel behind him.
"No, Will. I'm sorry. You don't embarrass me. Don't ever think that." The dark vampire grasped Spike's shoulders and turned him around; he braced himself to be devastated by the hurt look of his Childe, but he was met with a smirk. Angel laughed. "You little shit!"
Spike sprinted across the room towards the bed laughing. Angel caught up to him and lifted his boy up and threw him on the bed. Angel straddled the blond vampire and held his arms above his head. "That was a naughty trick you played on me, Will."
"But, worth it!" Spike answered as he tried to buck his Sire off. Their arousal was building as the two continuously rubbed together. Angel ripped his shirt off and sat back and removed his pants and then Spike's. They both hissed as their erections touched.
Angel leaned down and captured Spike's lips in a bruising kiss. The two tongues dueled for dominance; but, eventually, Angel persevered. He thrust his tongue into Spike's willing mouth. The kiss seemed to last for hours. They panted as they finally parted their mouths from the other. Angel stared into Spike's eyes. They smiled at each other. Finally, Spike said in a small voice, "May I, Sire?"
Angel understood what Spike wanted to do. He climbed off his childe and lay on his back. He propped himself up on a few pillows because he so enjoyed watching him. Spike licked Angel's neck and placed kisses all along his body until he stopped at his prize. The blond vampire licked the tip of Angel's shaft to taste the pre cume that was leaking from his slit. And instead of teasing, Spike swallowed Angel whole in one movement.
"Jaysus, Spike!" Angel said in a surprised tone. He lay his head back and concentrated on the feeling of his Childe sucking on his rigid cock and rolling his balls in his hand. Angel knew he could not last long and found himself arching and howling as he came in Spike's mouth.
"You like that, Angel?" Spike said as he sat up on his heels. Angel nodded as he reached in the bedside drawer to grab the lube. He coated his still hard shaft liberally and rolled Spike over onto his back and entered him swiftly, with no preparation.
"Fuck..." Spike groaned as he reveled in the unique blend of pain and pleasure. Angel lifted Spike's legs even higher as he relentlessly pounded into his Childe. The two came together. Angel rolled off him and lay to the side. He stroked Spike's curling hair and placed a chaste kiss on his forehead.
"Nancy boy." Spike smiled as he buried himself against Angel's chest.
"Takes one to know one." Angel said as he reached up and turned off the light so the two could slumber.
The next morning, Angel sat in the kitchen reading the paper. He heard the phone ring and soon heard Cordelia calling for him. He walked towards the phone in the lobby to pick up the receiver.
"Hello?"
"Angel, this is Rupert."
"Hi, Rupert. Everything okay?"
"Yes, quite. How is Spike?"
"He's doing well. What's going on?"
"Well, I was able to use some of my contacts in Los Angeles to find a name of a demon physician. He may have some information on Spike's chip."
"Can this doctor be trusted?" Angel asked suspiciously.
"I believe so. My sources are reliable. But, caution is always prudent. His name is Dr. Walker. He is a human/demon hybrid himself. His clinic is located on 34th and Park. The number is 555-6677."
"Thanks, Giles."
"Of course, Angel. Please give my regards to Spike."
"Bye." Angel hung up the phone and stared at the the information he wrote down. Part of him was hopeful he could free his Boy from his restraints so he could defend himself from humans. But the part of him that swears to defend humanity, wonders if he is making the right choice. He shook his head. He did not want to get ahead of himself. It would not hurt to at least meet with the doctor. He called the number immediately and made an appointment for that evening.
Angel found Spike chatting with Gunn in the TV room. He smiled at them both as he turned to the handsome vampire hunter. "Gunn, do you mind if I talk with Spike alone?"
Gunn looked over at Spike for a moment. "Not at all. See ya later. I should go check on my boys back in the neighborhood anyway."
Spike watched Gunn leave and turned to Angel. His undead heart fluttered with nerves for a moment as he saw the serious look on his Sire's face. "What?" He tried to keep a tremble out of his voice.
"Um...Will..." Angel felt nervous for some reason. He did not like to bring up the chip.
"Spit it out, Angel." Spike sat up straighter. "You're scarin' me, luv."
"Will, I made an appointment for us to go see a doctor tonight." He saw fear flicker through Spike's eyes.
"F-for what?"
"He may have some information about the chip. He may be able to tell us what we're dealing with."
"I-I don't know, Angel... " Spike began to shake a little. "There were doctors at that place too..." His eyes teared as he fought back the memories of the Initiative.
Angel moved over on the couch and embraced Spike. "It's just to get some information. I'll be with you the whole time, William. I won't let you out of my sight." He felt Spike relax in his embrace.
"Promise?" Spike asked in a small voice.
"Always." Angel closed his eyes and enjoyed the feel of his Childe.
Cordelia sat in the lobby reading a magazine and drinking some coffee. She debated whether or not to retire for the night. But, she wanted to wait and see how Spike's appointment went. She looked at her watch and decided she had waited long enough. As she got up to walk towards the stairs, Angel and Spike came into the building. Cordelia smiled as she saw Angel; but her smiled faded as she watched as Spike flatly said, "I'm going up. 'M knackered." He disappeared quickly leaving Angel standing at the bottom of the steps.
There was awkward silence for a few moments, but finally, Cordelia spoke. Her voice was gentle. "How did it go?" She became concerned when Angel did not immediately answer her. He hung his head for a bit as he roughly rubbed his eyes. He walked over to the plush green couch and sat down heavily.
He spoke quietly. "The doctor was nice. He was familiar with some of the experiments of the Initiative. He scanned Spike's head and found the chip."
He paused for a long time.
"And?" The Seer added softly. Angel looked at her with pained eyes.
"It is too embedded in his brain to be removed. There could be a risk of permanent brain damage if it was attempted."
"I'm so sorry, Angel."
"I just want him to be able to defend himself. I fear for him so much, Cordelia. What if I'm not around if he gets attacked? I can't lose him. I love him so much." A single tear rolled down the dark vampire's face. Cordelia took the seat next to him and patted his shoulder.
"It will work out, Angel."
"I hope so." Angel replied almost in a whisper. "The doctor said he will try to work on some alternatives; but, it may take quite some time and he is not too optimistic."
"How did Spike react?"
"He was pretty silent on the way back. He's trying to be so strong, but I think he's scared. But, he won't always admit it. Angel sighed and stood. I better get back up there. See you in the morning, Cordy."
"Bye." Cordelia answered in a worried tone.
When he entered the suite, Angel found Spike sitting on the edge of the bed. He nearly melted as his Childe looked up at him with his beautiful blue eyes.
"Spike..."
"Angel, let me talk first, pet." Spike stood and walked over to him. I know how hard it was for you to take me there...
"What?" Angel asked in a confused tone.
"I know what it would look like to everyone if I got rid of the chip. It would appear that 'ol Soul Boy was returning me to the killin' fields, right?" He chuckled as he fished into his pocket for a cigarette, but he found none. He looked up into Angel's face. "I understand why you took me there, and I appreciate it, Sire. But know this. Even if I did get it out, I could never go back. Not if it meant that I couldn't be with you."
"Oh, Spike." Angel said in a choked voice as he stepped closer to him and kissed him gently on the mouth. As he stared at his boy, he was looking in the face of the newly turned William.
"After Romania, Darla never told us what really happened to you. She said that you had died. He paused as a tear escaped his cerulean eyes. And when I found out in China that you had left us, I was so hurt." Angel reached up to wipe the tears away that fell along Spike's sculptured cheekbones. His speech reverted to his upper crust accent. "If you had only asked, Sire, I would have come with you. You were my world. That is what I had always wanted: to be with you."
"I know that now, Will. That is what I wanted; but, I didn't think you could have accepted me and what I had become."
"You never asked me."
"I made so many mistakes, Little One. But, we are here. Now . Together. That is all that matters. I love you." Angel responded as he leaned in to capture the soft lips of his childe once again. They slipped out of their jackets and crawled into bed fully clothed. All they needed that night was the embrace of each other.
TBC...