Chapter Eleven - Aftermath

Andrew crawled up on the bed and knelt beside Spike then reached out to lightly tap him on the arm. "Spike?"

Spike blinked his eyes open and started to stretch then winced and stopped moving. "Fucking hell. Every damn bit of me hurts, Andy. Every damn bit."

"I figured, so I brought you some stuff." He held out his hand and Spike held out his own to catch whatever Andrew was holding. He dropped several small pills into Spike's palm then produced a bottle of water.

"What are these?"

"Motrin, Tylenol, and a muscle relaxer, and before you freak out, Miss Buffy said to give you these. She also said that if they weren't working good enough to give you a Perc."

"A Perc?"

"Percocet. Industrial strength pain reliever."

"Oh. Okay." Spike poured the pills into his mouth then chased them with the entire bottle of water. "Guess I should see if I can even move. I'm bloody starving."

"I can bring something up if you don't want to try."

"No, it's fine. I kind of want to get out of this bloody room, too."

"Yeah, I get that. Come on then."

Andrew crawled off the bed and waited while Spike slowly did the same. Spike stood up at the end of the bed and looked down at himself. "Don't think my todger'll get hard ever again without the aid of the damn plug. Should be hard now, since it usually is when I wake up."

"It'll bounce back. Just give it some time. It's been through some shit."

Spike chuckled. "Yeah, it has. Let's go see if I'm gonna fall down the stairs when my legs give out on me."

They made it to the kitchen and Spike sat carefully in a chair while Andrew whipped up a quick breakfast. When Andrew set a plate in front of him, Spike asked, "So, can you fill me in on what's been happening while I've been… busy? How are you and Xan doing?"

"We'll be okay. Still some pain, but it's not too bad since we've both been popping Percs. Angelus is in the basement, Miss Darla is dust, which you already knew, Miss Amanda is healing, and Miss Amy is fine now. Nobody else really got hurt, except for some bumps and bruises. We have a full house again tonight and Travis is servicing Jim for the first time as a vampire. Jim's got him for another…" He looked at the clock. "…three hours. At least that's what he paid for already, but he exercised his option to extend, so I have to go check to see if he's done and collect more cash if he isn't."

"Where's Xan?"

"Right here. I was cleaning up one of the other boys who had a client tonight. How are you doing?"

Spike turned slowly and smiled. "Okay, I guess." He took another bite of his breakfast then asked, "Have the two women that Miss Faith saw with Angelus turned up? Do we know if he had other vampires in the scourge besides the ones that were here?"

Andrew shook his head. "We haven't seen anybody else so far. Miss Willow set wards around the mansion to alert us if any vampires approach and we're not allowed outside for any reason until they've ironed that out, but if it that doesn't happen soon, I'll have to order groceries through Instacart or something. The food and the third-floor boys go through a lot."

Xander sat down at the table and snagged a piece of bacon off Spike's plate. "I think they're going to go hunting for them once the event's over. Miss Faith figures they have to be close, since they probably know Angelus isn't dust yet, and they probably won't leave town until they've rescued him or he is dust."

"So why don't they just stake him and have done?"

"Because they want to end the entire scourge now so we don't have to worry about them turning up in a month or a year or ten years."

"And then they'll stake Angelus?"

Xander shook his head. "Probably not. Miss Buffy probably wants to play with him a while. I know Miss Faith wants to. If she gets her way, our grandkids – I know we won't have any, but you get my point – will be listening to him scream."

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Buffy extricated herself from the pile of sleeping clients and climbed off the bed. She slipped quietly out of the room and into a deathly quiet mansion. Although it was nearing noon, this time of day was considered the wee hours for a vampire. She walked into her room, not particularly surprised to find it lacking one pet. She headed for the shower and quickly washed the previous night off her then slipped into a robe and went downstairs. She noted the dishes in the sink as she walked to the door to the servant's quarters and knocked. After several rounds of knocking, Xander opened the door and blinked sleepily at her. "Yes, Miss? Did you need something?"

"Is he down here?"

Xander opened the door wider and moved to the side to show Buffy their bed. Spike was snuggled up to Andrew's back and she could see the indentation where Xander had been snuggled up to Spike. "He was in a lot of pain so we fed him a Perc and he fell asleep at the table. We figured it would be easier on all of us to carry him in here instead of upstairs."

"That's fine. I don't imagine he really wants to be around me right now anyway, and I want all of you to stay in your quarters as much as possible until we've tracked down the rest of that dickhead's scourge."

Xander's brain hadn't fully booted up and he asked, "Why in here?"

Buffy raised a hand and placed it against the barrier barring her entry. "It's the safest place in the mansion for you three, and if I'd been thinking clearly, I'd have had you down here instead of my room."

Xander blinked at her hand. "There's a barrier? When did that happen?"

"I first noticed it about three months after you got here. I guess that's when both of you started to consider this your home. None of us can enter your quarters anymore unless you invite us in. You didn't notice that we all knock now instead of just coming in to get you?"

"No, I guess I didn't notice, Miss. Do you want me to invite you in?"

"No. Each vampire you invite through the barrier weakens it, and I want it as strong as possible in case the rest of that scourge decides to storm the mansion."

"Do you think they will?"

"I don't know, but until we've ended them, we'll either be hunting or sleeping. There should be a few of us in the mansion at all times, but we'll likely be with clients if we are, so I only want one of you out of there at a time. If something happens and one of you is out, get them back in and don't leave for any reason short of the mansion catching fire. If that happens, get out and get to that old church by Restfield. The priest lives in it, so it'll have a barrier, and it's stone, so it'll be harder to set fire to. We'll come get you when it's over." She waved at the bed. "You can go back to sleep. I'm going to try to get some information out of the dickhead and as soon as the clients are gone, we're heading out."

"Okay, Miss."

He started to close the door and Buffy said quietly, "Take care of him, Xander."

"We will, Miss."

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Buffy got a lot of screams and various fluids out of Angelus, but no useable information regarding the whereabouts of the rest of his scourge, not that she expected any. She tore the head off one of Spike's rapists in mock frustration then stood glaring down at the headless body before sighing. She picked up the head and tucked it under her arm then dragged the body to the incinerator. She muttered as she stepped back into the playroom. "He still had at least another month of fun in him…" She stepped in front of Angelus and smirked at him, "but now that we have you…" She slit the throat of the remaining rapist then started dragging his body out of the room, tugging Faith's phone from her pocket and setting it to record. She tucked it behind a pile of manacles on the table by the door and picked up a cup that had been sitting next to them. She tossed the body into the incinerator and carried the cup upstairs, hoping her acting skills were good enough to fool her old pet.

The mansion was emptying of clients and most of the girls were showering and getting ready to go hunting. Amanda wasn't quite up to full speed, so she'd be staying behind. She wasn't able to hunt just yet, but she'd be able to throw the clients a good fuck. Buffy had fed her sire's blood three times since she'd been hurt and she was nearly healed.

Buffy handed the cup of blood she'd collected from Angelus to a waiting Willow then went to the kitchen and rapped on the door. Andrew opened it and asked, "Yes, Miss?"

"Just checking on Spike."

Andrew stepped back and Buffy looked into the room. Spike was reclining on the bed holding a plate of food. He looked up at her and his eyes widened. "What happened, Mistress? Are you hurt?"

She looked down at herself then shook her head. "No, it's not my blood. I was dealing with some things in the basement. Just came to see how you're feeling."

He shrugged then winced slightly as the lashes twinged. "I'll be all right in a few days. Did you need me to come upstairs?"

She shook her head again with a frown. "No. I want you three to stay in there. Didn't Xander tell you?"

"He did, but I thought he meant when you weren't here."

"No. Until we've dealt with that scourge, you three aren't to be any further from this room than the basement. Feed the food then get back in here."

Andrew asked, "What about the third-floor boys, Miss? They had enough food to last about a week when I was up there yesterday."

"What time do the grocery delivery people start working?"

"The store opens at six in the morning, so if I put an order in tonight, it should be delivered first thing."

"Okay, set the delivery to get here before you go to sleep and get Travis to take it up. He's going to be guarding the third floor since his room is closest to the stairs. Actually, I'll get him to come down here twice a day and he can take the food down to the basement, too. Where's Xander?"

"Over here, Miss." Xander popped into view and hooked a thumb over his shoulder. "I was playing a game. Not much else to do in here."

Buffy smirked then looked between the three of them. "I'm sure you'll find something to do but just do it carefully until you're all healed. How are your backs?" Andrew and Xander turned around and showed her the lash marks. "They're looking better. Are you putting anything on them?"

Andrew answered, "Yes, Miss. We've been treating them according to the aftercare instructions I found on a BDSM website."

Buffy blinked. "Oh. Okay. Um. Treat Spike's the same way then, I guess."

"We have been, Miss." He waved at Spike to stand up and Spike set his plate down and stood so he could show Buffy his back.

"Come here, Pet."

Spike walked over to the door then stepped across the threshold into the kitchen. "Did you want me to see to you? I don't think my cock is working yet, but if you use the plug…"

Buffy shook her head, "No, I'm not going to do that." She reached up and cupped his cheek then leaned up and kissed him gently. "Keep yourself safe, Spike."

He murmured, "I will, Mistress. You won't lose me." She leaned back and looked at him in surprise then buried her face against his chest and carefully wrapped her arms around him. He hugged her tight against him and pressed his cheek to the top of her head. "You won't. I promise."

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For the second night in a row, the vampires had come back to the mansion empty handed and exhausted just as the sun started to peek over the horizon. They'd dispersed to their rooms to sleep, not even going downstairs to eat first.

Andrew raised his head and turned to look over Spike. "Turn that off, Xan. It's time to sleep."

Xander grumbled but he turned off the TV and walked over to the bed, climbing in behind Spike. "If all three of us are gonna be in here much longer, we should get a bigger bed. I swear my ass is hanging off the edge."

Spike said, "I could kip on the sofa if you need more room."

Xander tightened his arm around Spike's middle. "No, it's fine. Just crabby because I'm bored."

Andrew chuckled, "You mean you haven't fucked any of the Misses for like four days."

"And I can't even go out to the foyer to use Miss Harmony, either. Now I know why all those teenagers on TV keep bitching about being grounded. It sucks."

Andrew asked, "Do you want to fuck me?"

Spike felt Xander's cock twitch then start to harden against his ass. "Are you prepped?"

"Yeah. I pretty much do that every time I shower and I showered about two hours ago."

"Then yeah, I do. Spike, switch places with Andy."

Spike climbed over Andrew and sat up, leaning into the corner while Xander rolled over and snagged a bottle of lube off the nightstand. He slicked himself then slid closer to Andrew. "You're not stretched, are you?"

Andrew shook his head. "No, so go slow."

Xander pushed in slowly then stilled until Andrew had adjusted. He started rolling his hips, picking up speed. "This is probably gonna be a quick one."

Andrew grunted as Xander changed position and started thrusting harder. Xander had moved to his knees, straddling Andrew's leg with his top leg folded toward his chest as he pounded into him. Spike sat and watched them, then looked down in surprise as his own cock filled and rose. Xander thrust in deep then tensed and voiced a loud moan as he spent inside Andrew. He pulled out and sat down, breathing hard. "Told you it would be quick. You didn't come, did you?"

Andrew rolled to his back and shook his head. His cock was hard and bounced against his belly. Xander looked over at Spike and Andrew followed his gaze then smiled. "Looks like it works again. Want to use it?"

"Yeah, but I'm kind of afraid that it'll hurt when I come, and my low back still isn't right. Don't know how much thrusting I'll be able to manage without it locking up on me."

"I'll ride you." Andrew got up on his knees and turned around then motioned Spike forward. "Coming will probably hurt a little bit, but hopefully not as much as it feels good."

Spike scooted down behind Andrew then slid his legs between Andrew's legs and leaned back on his hands. Xander squirted some lube into his palm and slicked Spike's cock then held it as Andrew positioned himself over it and sank down. Spike opened his legs a little and Andrew leaned forward, bracing his hands on the bed, then started lifting his hips. Spike's head fell back and he moaned loudly as Andrew bounced on him. Xander leaned down and took one of Spike's nipples in his mouth, flicking the piercing with his tongue as he flicked the other one with his thumb. Andrew slowed his movements, sliding Spike almost all the way out before slowly taking him back in. He did that for several minutes before speeding back up while Xander licked and sucked on Spike's nipples. Andrew's thighs were starting to burn, but he was almost there. He slammed himself down onto Spike half a dozen more times and was about to come when Spike suddenly sat up and pulled him back against his chest, nearly pinning Xander's head between them. Spike reached around, wrapping his fingers tightly around the base of Andrew's penis, then breathed hard against the back of his neck. "Not yet, Andy."

Andrew voiced a frustrated whine then yelped in surprise when Xander lifted him off Spike and pushed him forward, Spike's hand still holding his penis. He landed on all fours and Spike let go then got up onto his knees behind him and slid back in. He grasped Andrew's hips then started rocking him back and forth, picking up speed and using more force. Andrew couldn't hold it back any longer and yelled as he spent on the bed. Spike rocked him back three more times then slammed into him and tensed as he shouted. He dropped his head with a grimace of pain then slid out and fell back to the bed.

Andrew fell over onto his side and breathed out, "Yeah, it definitely works again."

Spike panted, "And it only hurt a little when I came. That last thrust wasn't good for my back, though. That hurts quite a lot." He smiled over at Xander. "Liked the nipples bit, mate. Miss Faith was right about your talents."

Xander grinned. "Maybe if you're lucky, I'll suck your cock one of these days. Bet you'll like that, too."

Andrew sat up. "And if I'm fucking you while he's sucking your cock, I bet we could make you come hard enough to knock you out."

Spike's cock twitched and he looked down at it. "Well, part of me is excited about that plan, but I'm not sure about the logistics. You're a bit shorter than me, Andy. How's that gonna work?"

Andrew shrugged. "We'll figure it out."

Xander stood up and walked into the bathroom, returning with a towel that he spread over the wet spot on the bed. "We're gonna have to get a bigger bed unless you guys like sleeping in the wet spot." He sat down and asked, "You need a Perc, Spike?"

Spike nodded. "Probably should."

Xander handed him a pill and a bottle of water and Spike swallowed it down then they carefully settled themselves into their normal sleeping positions. Xander muttered, "Bigger bed," as he drifted off to sleep.