Roomies

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~Part 19: Threesomey Goodness and a Ghost to Go With~


Being woken from a deep sleep that included a dream where Angel had been walking in the sunlight and Spike had been doing that thing with his tongue against her neck wasn't on Cordelia's list of the greatest things *ever*. In fact, waking up at any time between one and nine a.m. equaled as bad and a glance at the bedside clock told her that it was just past two. Waking to the sound of snarling and crashing wasn't on that list either. Though technically, the snarling had followed the crashing. Either way, she was now awake and fearing for the life - or rather unlife - of her vampire boyfriend that she had a feeling was the cause of all the snarling.

Jumping out of her warm and comfy bed, she ran into the living room completely oblivious to her nudity. That was where she found her lover, covered in blood holding down an equally bloody Spike. She stood slack jawed as she watched the two vampires attacking each other. Then it clicked that they were both nude.

Not only were the vampires scratching and biting, but they were also stroking and kissing. Angel seemed to be in total control of Spike, not that the blonde looked all that put out about it. The older vampire had his Childe pinned to the couch and was licking at a bite that he had inflicted on the blonde's shoulder. He slowly laved the spot until every last trace of blood was gone and Spike was trembling with arousal. As Angel moved down to suckle on an erect nipple, Spike began to pant.

Cordelia felt her knees weaken and let out a soft groan when Angel bit Spike once again. Both vampires paused and looked in her direction. Cordelia could see the conflicting emotions in Angel's eyes and winced. She knew that he was worried that his feelings towards his Childe would somehow make her end their relationship. She also knew that Spike had no intention of getting between her and his Sire. Either way it was her reaction now that would ultimately lead to how their relationship would end up.

One word and she could either have Spike leave and Angel all to herself or Spike stay and the three of them stay together. Out of all of her relationships she had never had this kind of say. Of course she had been the one to say whether there was a relationship or there wasn't, but she had never had to choose between two men before. It had always been this one now and that one later.

She had a feeling that, with these vampires, it would be Angel or both because Spike wouldn't stick around to find out if he could have her later. She knew that he had done that once before with Drusilla. She also knew that he had been hurt by the insane vampiress too many times because of Angel to want to try the same thing with her.

A moment later and she was across the room and kissing Angel with all her might. Pulling back, she smiled at him then turned to Spike and slowly brought her hand up to caress his cheek. "Can I join you?" she asked softly.

Suddenly she found herself caught up in an embrace. Angel was kissing her with an intensity that was different from any other time that they had been together. She shuddered and pressed against him, trying to give back as much as she was getting. His hands trailed down her back and across her shoulder blades. Spike moved himself so that he was flush against her, the evidence of his arousal pressed against the small of her back.

Angel's kisses wandered across her jaw and down her neck. He nipped lightly at her pulse point before whispering into her ear, "Of course, love." She could hear a touch of awe in his voice at the fact that she seemed to accept *this* so easily.

Spike's fingers found her center and pushed inside of her. "You're always welcome between us, pet."

~~~

Angel laid Cordelia across the lush rug and kissed his way down her neck before pulling away and turning to Spike. He brought the blonde forward in a teeth clashing kiss, almost grinning at the sounds of both Spike's and Cordelia's moans. When he finally broke away from the kiss, all three of them were panting. He and Spike from intense arousal and Cordelia from how their show had taken her breath away.

He let go of Spike and after a second of eye contact, the blonde silently nodded at whatever he saw in Angel's eyes. Eyes that were practically screaming 'fuck my girlfriend for me'. With a smirk, he leaned back and watched as Spike took in the sight of the girl that was his for the taking. He took a deep breath at the sight of his beautiful boy and favorite Childe. Watching as the woman that he was in love with quickly became flushed under Spike's icy gaze.

Finally the blonde swooped forward and drew Cordelia's left nipple into his mouth causing the brunette to cry out in pleasure. His fingers found their way back to the girl's hot, wet center of their own violation and went to work bringing her as much pleasure as they could. His tongue swirled around her nipple and he nipped at her skin with blunt teeth. After what seemed like only moments, he felt her walls fluttering around his fingers. Without a second's thought, he pushed a third finger in, rubbed his thumb over her clit, and sat back to watch the fireworks. He grinned widely as the first orgasm that he had brought her to made its way through her body.

She cried out as the pleasure washed over her and stars broke out across her vision. Her nails dug into Spike's arms and drew bloody trails down them. She flung her head back and barely managed to catch her breath before Spike's lips were on hers. His lips coaxed hers to open and soon his tongue was mapping out every nook and cranny in her mouth. When he was satisfied that he knew her mouth as well as she did, he brought her tongue into his mouth. They dueled for a moment before he pulled away from her.

As she came back to herself, he slowly slid his aching cock into her tight channel. She mewled at the sensation and he gritted his teeth against the natural urge to move. He could feel his Sire moving behind him and knew that it would be best if he was still while the large man entered him.

After a moment of complete stillness, Spike groaned at the pleasure/pain feeling of his Sire's cock entering him for the first time in almost a century. He rested his forehead in the crook of Cordelia's shoulder and tried to still his trembling. He took deep breaths that he didn't need and listened to the cooing that came out in nonsensical whispers from Cordelia's mouth.

"William?" Spike tensed slightly before slowly turning his head to look over his shoulder, but still letting his head rest on Cordelia's chest. He was met with the yellow-eyed stare of his Sire. It had always been hard for him to read any emotion when his Sire's demon visage was in place, but now he could see the strain that remaining stationary was causing the older vampire.

He clenched his ass muscles around Angel's cock and grinned at the moan that his actions produced. A small thrust later, that if asked none would be able to tell whom from, and soon they were all moving. After a few seconds, Angel had a steady rhythm going. Spike would meet his thrust and as he pulled out of his boy's tight, slick hole, Spike would thrust into Cordelia.

Soon Cordelia was incoherent; babbling her need to reach that precipice and pleasure that she knew it would bring her. Spike had presence of mind to overcome his own need - or enough practice in threesomes - to reach between them and circle his thumb over her clit as he sucked on her nipple. A moment later, she came with a scream.

Spike was panting and moaning continuously under the double stimulation. The feeling of both being inside someone and having someone inside him was almost too much. All of that intensified with the feeling of Cordelia's muscles clamping around him in orgasm and Angel ramming his prostate with every thrust. Two wonderful trusts later and he emptied his cold, dead seed into Cordelia's willing body, his demon fighting against his common sense to bite down on the warm flesh right below his mouth.

Angel groaned at the sensation of Spike's muscles holding him in a vice like grip. He snarled and bit into Spike's jugular as he came harder then he had in centuries. As an afterthought, he offered his arm to the blonde. His boy tensed and hesitated for a split second before grabbing hold of him and biting deeply into Angel's forearm, tearing at the skin like a fledgeling would. A second later and he felt his boy bucking against him and he realized that Spike had cum again.

They lay in a tangled heap for a moment before Angel finally pulled himself out of Spike's ass. He rolled over to lie on the floor next to them and sighed softly. After a moment, Spike pulled out of Cordelia and moved to lie between her and his Sire. Time passed and they just lay there, listening to Cordelia catch her breath.

"Wow," Cordelia finally whispered. "That was... intense."

"You can bloody say that again," Spike muttered as he pulled her closer to him. He felt Angel's arms encircle them both and sighed. "Bloody marvelous that was."

Angel rested his chin on Spike's shoulder and pulled himself flush against Spike's back. He breathed the combined scent of both his Childe and his lover; basking for a moment before asking, "Think we should move to the bedroom?"

Cordelia peered up at him. "What makes you think I have enough energy to even move to the couch?" she asked.

Angel shrugged. "You might wake up stiff. And you're scary when you're grumpy."

"Bloody scary if she wakes up before ten a.m.," Spike said into the crook of Cordelia's neck.

Cordelia frowned at both of them. "I would hit you, but I think I already said something along the lines of having absolutely no energy. I'd rather wake up stiff then attempt to move during such euphoric bliss," Cordelia stated and nuzzled further back into Angel's arms. "I'm happy right where I am now. If I'm grumpy in the morning it'll be for a good reason though."

~~~

Xander woke to the sound of a drawer slamming shut and 40's music drifting through the air. He was pretty sure that there hadn't been any CD or radio in the room when he had crawled into bed - he squinted at his wristwatch - almost three hours ago. He looked around the room before attempting to turn on the lamp. When it refused to turn on, he casually reached for the glass of water that he had put on the nightstand before climbing into bed. He flinched and quickly pulled his hand back when the water burst into a sudden boil.

The sounds of someone moving around the room made him draw his knees to his chest. Just his luck, to come to LA and end up in a ghost infested apartment. His demon magnet status seemed to follow him everywhere. When the bed started to move, he resigned himself to a sleepless night with a sigh and leaned back against the headboard.

"I'm from Sunnydale, you know. This doesn't scare me," he called out in an only slightly wobbly voice.