Life (or Unlife) Goes On

Title: Life (or Unlife) Goes On
Author: AddictedtoBuffy
Disclaimer: I do not own characters except for Thyme, I do not make any money from this story so don't sue I don't have anything
Pairing: Angel/Spike eventual Angel/Spike/Xander
Distrubution: Ask and you will receive
Rating: This chapter NC17
Warning: M/M Sex, Mild violence and language
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Chapter Twelve

Angel’s POV

Kennedy grabs the first aid kit and goes down to Thyme while the others start gathering ingredients. I walk into the kitchen to get some blood. I hear the door shut behind me and I know Spike is there.

“You would have never have done this,” he starts. “The soul, the killing her by painful sunlight because she’s boring after just one year, its just not your style.” I pour the blood into three mugs trying to stop my hand from shaking.

‘Drusilla…’ I begin to say but he cuts me off.

‘You never would have killed or abandoned Dru. You watched her for months, haunting her footsteps making Darla extremely jealous. Whoever turned this girl didn’t watch, they saw. They grabbed, totally different.’

‘I did abandon her, I abandoned you all after I got a soul.’ I must have hurt him so bad then, he was still so young and had so much to learn. When I think of that I feel like one of those dad’s who leaves their family when their child is only five. I missed him growing up. I didn’t say goodbye or anything. I know they tried to find me for almost a decade before they gave up.

‘Sure I was angry then, cursed your name, swear I’d turn you into a pile of ash all the normal stuff. But now I realise there is no way you could have stayed with us when you got your soul. We would have been another constant reminder of all the hurt you had done to people including us.’ I silently put the three mugs into the microwave and he walks up behind me. He licks my neck and nibbles at the soft part of my ear. I can feel him hard digging into my hip.

‘Spike,’ I whisper, wanting to turn around , slam him against the bench and fuck him. The demon part thrives on lust but I would never do that to him now, unless he asked me. How I hope that one day he trusts me enough to ask. He spins me around and rubs against me. Our cocks rub together through the restrictive fabrics causing me to groan. Four long hours. We lean in to kiss but the microwave beeps and I turn around to pull out the mugs. Spike squeezes my ass and then grabs a mug of blood and saunters towards the door. I pick up the other two mugs and follow him out.

‘Where’s Kennedy?’ I ask as I walk into the foyer, I want an update on Thyme.

‘Throwing up in the bathroom,’ Willow replies.

‘That bad?’ I ask if Kennedy had seen the things I’d seen, most I’d perpetrated, then she would never get out of the bathroom.

‘Yeah,’ answers an ashen faced Kennedy walking out of the toilets. ‘She should be okay though, they are healing well,’ I nod.

‘Okay, I’d better go and give her this then,’ I indicate the blood.

‘Look I’m going to do the locater spell and then Illyria, Conner, Kennedy and I will follow it to our slayer.’ I don’t say anything but take the steps into the basement. They can work it out themselves. Thyme is awake and she’s glaring at me. I walk over and offer her a mug

‘Here it’s pigs blood but its been warmed to the temperature of fresh human blood.’

‘Pigs blood! Gross.’

‘Hey its not that bad and you need to eat.’

‘Will you stop patronising me I’m not two,’ I sigh.

‘Fine then. Look the amount of human blood that you’ve been drinking means that you are going to be experiencing some pretty heavy withdrawals in the next while.’

‘Withdrawals? Form blood? In my hallucination?’ Oh shit. How do I explain that this is the real world.

‘This isn’t an hallucination.’ I say as gently as I can but she just stares at me. Suddenly a bright orangey light shoots past me and settles on Thyme so that she radiates light. She freaks and starts trying to swat it while yelling.

‘Getitoffmegetitoffmegetitoffme. Pleasehelpmepleaseplease.’ I turn to go and yell at Willow but they are all behind me, even Gunn on crutches just staring at her. Oz is the first one to open his mouth.

‘She’s a slayer.’

‘What?’ I bellow, how is this possible? Robin moves past me and kneels in front of Thyme. He grabs her wrists and starts talking to her soothingly. I motion that we should go upstairs and they all turn around and climb into the foyer.

‘Are we sure?’ I ask, Willow just nods.

‘Bloody hell!’ exclaims Spike.

‘I think I need a drink,’ Faith proclaims. Spike pulls a flask out of his pocket, takes a swig and hands it to Faith who seems to scull half of it.
‘Andrew ring Buffy, tell her what’s going on. Okay so now we are looking for a vampire who’s crazy enough to turn a slayer and then give her a soul?’

‘Crazy?’ asks Spike. I turn to stare at him.

‘No It couldn’t be no its not.’ I hope it isn’t who he’s suggesting but deep in my gut I know he’s right, this is entirely the type of thing she’d do.

“Why not? 'Fraid so mate it’s the type of thing she’d get it into her head that the stars or something want her to do.”

‘Who?’ asks Gunn. A couple of the old Sunnydale gang have already got it, I can tell by their faces.

‘Drusilla,’ Spike and I answer at the same time.

‘Oh. I know why Tori or Thyme or whoever she is came over when she did,’ Willow exclaims interrupting us. ‘She was a potential, the bringers would have been after her. She was looking for Buffy.’ Robin comes into the foyer and says.

‘Well she’s calm now or at least calmer. What are we going to do?’

‘The only thing we can which is still take it in shifts to watch her, try to get her to feel safe and tomorrow we are going to hunt down Drusilla. Now I’d better start my shift. Spike relieve me in two hours. I walk back to the basement, head reeling. Thyme is my fault if I hadn’t turned Dru, no who am I fooling, I was Angelus then and Drusilla fascinated me. I should have killed her a couple of years ago when she and Darla joined forces to try and rid me of my soul. I go and sit near Thyme. I decide to try a different tack to the ‘this is the real world’ one.

‘So your Thyme the slayer who is also a vampire with a soul. Wow, that must be tough, ha?’

‘Not really. I don’t know what any of it means.’ So for the next two hours I explain about vampires, slayers and souls. Next thing I know Spike is at the top of the basement steps and I go up to him.

‘How’s she going?’ he asks.

‘Yeah okay. Still thinks we are figments though.’

‘Oh well it will take time. Anyway I moved into your room.’ I move close to him as I can get and sniff savouring his scent, as I do I detect the tiniest shiver race down his body.

‘I’m glad. Wake me up when you get back cos,’ I quickly before he has time to react push my hand down the back of his pants and move a finger to just touch his hole, he involuntarily groans and moves in response, ‘I want you.’ It’s a whisper. Is the demon in me ever enjoying these brief encounters? I just as quickly remove my hand and turn to leave. Spike pushes me against the wall and presses his hard cock against my butt. He licks my neck and nibbles my ear before answering.

‘Don’t worry I will have a surprise for you.’ He quickly turns and walks away. Wow I’m not the only one who’s demon wants some hard sex. Should be an interesting night. I trudge up to my room, close the door, strip, turn out the lights and get into bed. One thing about vampires is that we can sleep anytime, anywhere. I don’t usually sleep in the nude that’s Spikes trick but I might as well be ready for round two.

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Lips touch mine and I respond. Hungry mouths entwine. I move my arm to touch him but I can’t. My eyes snap open and I rip my mouth from Spikes to look up at my hands. Handcuffs, he’s handcuffed me to the bed. Shit. Well I’m the one who mentioned it.

‘Do you like your surprise?’ He climbs onto the bed and slides a hand down my back. My body tingles at his touch.

‘Spike?’ Its all I trust myself to say. My whole body is on fire in anticipation.

‘Well you’re the one who said we’d be equal.’ Shit ice, where did he grab that from. He runs that over the back of my neck and I moan.
‘How many times have you been on top?’ He runs the ice cube down my back and nips my shoulder.

‘Spike,’ I moan.

‘How many times have you fucked me?’ The ice is on the small of my back and he leans down and bites me on the left butt cheek. I couldn’t be more turned on. I haven’t been in this position since Darla way back when Spike was newly turned.

‘Oh shit Spike,’ is all I can say in reply.

‘And so now its my turn to be on top.’ He slides himself onto me and I can feel all his muscles.
‘Its my turn…’ He slowly dribbles lubricant over me ‘to enter you.’ He whispers into my ear, as a finger teases me on the edge of my hole.

‘Spike please.’ Shit, he already has me begging.

‘Shh.’ He nibbles my ear then

‘Fuck!!!’ He slammed himself into me, no warning. I automatically move forward and strain in the handcuffs Shit, I haven’t been entered for a long time, despite him having lubed himself it hurts but quickly turns to pleasure as soon as he brushes my prostate.

‘Hey those things aren’t magically reinforced.’ He stretches his body over mine, his hands running down my arms. He feels so good inside me. He yanks himself out of me and I groan in protest.

‘Nooooo.’ He slams back into me and I shriek or I would if I hadn’t stuffed my face in the pillow. ‘Shit so good.’ This time he is so painfully slow leaving me that I can’t help but groan and squirm feeling the chains restraining my hands. ‘More Spike.’ He slams in the third time and I bend so much and howl. Shit is he good. His hands feel my shoulder and upper arm muscles as he bends down to whisper in my ear.

‘Sire! You’re so tight, did you know that. Squeezing my cock so tight, you’re so beautiful, laying under me like this spread out for me. Thankyou Sire. Do you know how many times I’ve dreamed about this, alone, desperate for you and the real thing is so much better.’ Shit his words have a major effect on me. I’m so horny that it hurts, I start to pant despite not needing to.

‘Faster please.’ My request is granted and he starts to move faster but slams in just as hard. With each thrust my groans become more insistent but he hasn’t touched my cock and I need his hand on it. I can’t reach it myself. He thrusts in again and I can’t stand it anymore. ‘Spike,’ I roar turning my face. His fingers dance on my hip as he says

‘Do you want something?’ Cheeky bugger I’ll get him back when its my turn.

‘Please!’ Is all I can manage to say. His hand grasps me. ‘William!’ He starts up again pulling and thrusting at the same time. Even our grunts and groans are in time and the whole bed is shaking. Fuck I haven’t been shagged like this for a hundred years. The universe has shrunk to Spike and I on this bed. I’m so close I don’t know how

I’m holding on or for that matter how he is holding on. ‘Fuck Spike.’ Just when the pressures unbearable a wrist is offered to me. I clamp down tasting him washing into my mouth and he spurts dead seed into me while I climax into his hand and the sheet. ‘Spike’

‘Angel.’

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