daddy

Daddy
RATING: NC-17
PAIRING: A/S G/S
DISCLAIMER; They aren’t mine I just play with them
SUMMARY: AU Spangel. Buffy and Giles are married and are both in their 40’s. They have a 15-year old son, William. Set in England.
WARNING: Under age stuff, non-con, rape, daddy kink, I don’t know what else. If you're not comfortable with this then turn around and walk away...
A/N: Thanks to Ely for the wonderful job Beta-ing for me. . Please review, go on you know you want to make me happy...please!!! I’m begging...hands and knees...

Part 2

Angel woke with a start. His arm ached, as did his neck and back. His eyes traveled to the boy still curled in his lap. Angel sighed. Will looked so peaceful, so content and so young. Angel ran his free hand through his hair and wondered how this boy had managed to walk into his life and turn it upside down in such a short period of time. He didn’t know what he was going to do. He knew Will couldn’t go back home, but with the way the law stood, if Will’s parents decided they wanted him back, Angel would have no choice bu let let his boy go. Social services were out of the question. Yes, they would get Will away from his parents, but God only knew where he’d end up. Running away was also not an option. Angel never ran from anything and, even if he did want to run, he had no money and nowhere to go. Will still had school and Angel knew how important school was, having failed miserably at it himself. Luckily, he had been able to put himself through night school later, while working to support himself. He loved his parents dearly, but at seventeen Angel had moved out saying he needed to do things his way instead of always relying on them. His parents had been so proud of him.

Angel sighed as he allowed his eyes to travel over his boy once more. Angel noted that the too large t-shirt he had given Will had twisted and ridden up exposing a tantalizing glimpse of skin. Angel couldn’t help but stare at that small scrap of exposed skin. Angel looked closer, a frown creasing his brow. Cautiously, so as not to wake his boy, he pulled the tracksuit trousers down a bit more.

Angel’s breath hitched as he saw the purple finger-shaped bruises on the pale skin.

Everything his boy had said the night before suddenly hit home with a wallop, sending Angel’s mind reeling. Before it was just words, sad sick words, full of emotion, but here was the evidence that they weren’t just words. All the sick things Will had described had actually happened.

Angel just stared at the bruises as his mind shattered, emotions rose and battered each other for dominance and he felt sick, sick to the core of his being.

He felt a small hand close over his and slowly pull the tracksuit bottoms up. Angel tore his gaze away and looked into a face filled with innocence.

“Sorry,” he said quietly “S’ “S’okay,” Will said.

Neither of them moved, they sat just staring at each other. Neither of them knew what to say. They just sat there lost in their own thoughts, but enjoying the closeness.

Eventually, Will made an effort to get up. Angel tightened his grip on his boy.

“Where are you going?”

Will looked at him, a slight blush tinting his cheeks, “Need to pee.”

“Oh,” Angel said, regretfully loosening his arms and letting his boy go.

Will climbed out of Angel’s arms and practically ran into the bathroom.

Angel sighed and stretched, feeling the aches in his aching muscles loosen. Will walked out a second later. Angel expected him to come and sit back in his arms, but instead Will sat cross-legged in front of the coffee table and rummaged through his bag. He eventually found what he was looking for and placed a small container on the table and something in his lap.

Angel watched in fascination as the boy carefully removed his contact lenses and placed them in their container, then into his bag. Will fiddled with something in his lap.

Angel, realizing he was staring, pulled his eyes away and looked around, anywhere than at his boy.

Angel heard a snapping sound and his curiosity got the better of him. He looked and what he saw filled him with longing and lust. Will sat there looking at Angel wearing a small pair of wire-rimmed glasses. Angel silently gasped at the beautiful sight.

“Sorry, my eyes were hurting,” Will muttered. Then he noticed the look on Angel’s face, so full of lust it sent a shiver down his spine chasing all his blood into his cock making it hard.

Will smiled seductively and got on all fours. As gracefully as he could, he began to crawl towards Angel, his lips slightly parted.

Angel’s mouth went dry, his cock throbbed and his heart pounded as he watched his boy crawl towards him.

Will reached out and placed his hands on Angel’s knees as he knelt up and slowly bent forwards catching Angel’s lips in a brief, searing kiss. Will pulled back quickly sat sat back on his heels looking at Angel with his head slightly tilted. Angel sat there looking dazed.

Tantalizingly slowly, Will’s hand worked its way up Angel’s inner thigh.

Angel’s eyes closed as sensation flowed through him and hissed as the small hand moved closer and closer to what Angel hoped was its target.

“Want me to touch you,” Will asked.

“Yes,” Angel groaned feeling pre-cum leaking out of his cock.

Will ran his hand gently over the hard, covered erection. He marveled as he felt the cock twitch andrd Ard Angel moan again.

“Want me to take you out?”

“Yes,” hissed Angel, knowing this shouldn’t be happening, but unable to stop himself.

Will pulled the waistband down as Angel lifted his hips to help.

Will looked at the hard, leaking cock and felt his mouth begin to water. Angel was large, very large, and Will felt a shudder run through him in anticipation of what was to come.

Will curled his hand around the throbbing cock and slowly began to pump up and down. He stared in fascination as more pre-cum leaked out.

Angel’s eyes rolled to the back of his head as he felt the small hand encase him. He gasped and bucked his hips when Will ran his thumb in small circles round the tip of his cock.

Will was lost. For the first time, he was in control, he was the one calling the shots, he was the one making the decisions, and he liked it.

“Want to taste you, Daddy.” The words slippedm him his mouth before he even realized what he was saying. Will looked at Angel like a deer caught in headlights certain he would be rejected because he had uttered that little word. He began to pull away, but stopped when he felt Angel’s hand cover his. Will looked up into deep brown eyes.

“Daddy wants you to taste,” Angel said quietly, wondering where the words had come from.

Will gasped as he felt both his and Angel’s cocks twitch.

“You like being my Daddy,” Will asked as he once again began moving his hand up and down Angel’s throbbing shaft.

Angel looked at the boy sitting between his legs. It was a revelation to Angel that he liked being called Daddy, but as soon as the word had fallen from his boy’s lips, Angel had felt his cock become harder than it had ever been before.

Angel closed his eyes and took a deep breath, reveling in the sensations flowing through his body. He opened his eyes and looked directly at Will and said, “Yes, I like being your Daddy.” He ran his thumb gently down one of Will’s cheekbones. “My boy,” he whispered as he cupped Will’s cheek in his hand.

Will sd, ld, loving the feel of Angel’s big hand cupping his face. Moving his head, he kissed the palm and lowered his head. First, he licked the tip of Angel’s engorged cock and was rewarded with a groan. He took the head into his mouth and swirled his tongue round and round in ever decreasing circles until tip tip of his tongue slipped into the slit.

“Oh god, Will,” Angle moaned, his head falling back, as his boy’s sweet, hot, mouth fully encased him.

Will suddenly deep-throated Angel’s throbbing cock.

Angel’s head snapped up as he gave a silent, strangled cry. No one had ever deep-throated him. Adam had always said he was to ‘well endowed’. Yet here was his boy sucking him in so deep Angel felt Will’s nose brush his wiry curls as thld fld frames of his glasses pressed into his skin. Angel used every once of self-control he had to resist placing his hand on his boy’s head and pounding into that sweet, all-consuming mouth.

Will smiled round a mouthful of cock as he slowly lifted his head before plunging back down again.

As Will deep-throated him a second time, Angel lost control of himself, thrusting his hips once as he came with a shudder, screaming “Willllll”, his hands grabbing the edge of the coin ain a death grip.

Will slowly allowed Angel’s cock to fall from his mouth as he sat back and gazed upon the most wonderful sight he had ever seen. Angel was splayed on the couch, breathing hard, eyes half closed, with a look of utter satisfaction on fac face. Angel smiled at him before grabbing him and pulling his boy to his mouth for a plundering kiss. Will fell into the kiss, his cock now painfully hard.

Angel drew back from those talented lips and looked Will in the eye as he slowly moved his hand down to the boy’s trousers. He wanted to touch his boy, bring him as much pleasure as he had given him. Angel wanted to see that look of bliss plastered on his boy’s face.

Will flinched and slowly shook his head, tears glistening behind his eyes. Angel pulled him into a hug and whispered in his ear, “We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to. I just want to wank you off that’s all, I promise,” trying to keep the disappointment from his voice.

Will desperately wanted to feel Angel’s hands on him, but couldn’t let him see. He was covered in bruises from his dad. He had already seen the glint of anger in Angel’s eyes and he didn’t want upsim mim more. So he shook his head and buried it in Angel’s chest. Angel pushed the feeling of disappointment down and held his boy close.

“Shit, what time is it,” Angel yelped. Will lifted his head from Angel’s chest where he was just starting to nod off again and looked at his watch.

“It’s just gone ten.”

“Shit, shit, shit,” Angel cursed as he pushed Will up and quickly stood rad ran to the bedroom.

Will looked on in amusement and slowly followed Angel to the bedroom only to catch a glimpse of Angel’s nice tight arse before his jeans covered it. Will’s breath hitched at the sight. Angel turned. “I’m gonna be late for work,” he explained as he searched for a clean top.

“Oh,” Will said quietly, wondering what he was meant to do.

Angel solved that problem for him as he pulled a t-shirt on. “You can stay here if you want or come with me. It’s only Saturday morning pictures for the kids, but we’re showing a classic, ‘The Lion King’.”

Will smiled; he’d never been to the cinema before, and then his face fell as he remembered he was skint. Angel saw the play of emotions on the boy’s face ranging from happy to disappointed.

t’s t’s the matter?”

Will shuffled from foot to foot looking nervous. “I haven’t got any money.”

Angel smiled. “Won’t cost anything, boss is away and you know what they say, ‘when the boss is away everything’s free.’ Come on, get ready.”

Will smiled again and practically ran back to the sitting room to grab his clothes. He struggled to pull slightly damp jeans over sti still hard cock as he grabbed an almost dry t-shirt.

“You ready,” asked Angel as he appeared at the bedroom door fully dressed.

Will quickly checked his hair in the mirror above the fire while toeing on his shoes. “Yeah,” he replied excitedly. He was going to the cinema. Okay, it might only be to see a cartoon, but he was still going to the cinema.

Angel grabbed his keys and held the door open for Will. “Were going to have to run.”

Will nodded and took off down the stairs.

“Oi, wait for me,” Angel yelled, laughing as he ran after him.

They both arrived at the cinema out of breath.

Will looked at the chaos and gulped; children were shouting, crying and demanding sweets, parents were saying no, ignoring their crying children and wishing the people in front would hurry up and sit down so they could have a few hours peace, even if it meant watching the same film over and over again.

Angel saw the look on his boy’s face and smiled. He grabbed Will’s hand and they began to wade through the sea of people to a side door. Angel unlocked it and pulled Will through, firmly closing it behind him.

“Is it always like that,” Will asked.

“No, only when there’s a film on that the parents like. ‘Shrek’ is another one where we sometimes get more parents than kids.” Angel smiled as he led his boy up a flight of stairs.

“Where are we going,” Will asked.

“To the heavens,” Angel replied.

Will looked at Angel’s back in confusion.

They reached the top of the stairs and Angel held open another door as he ushered Will inside. “Don’t touch anything,” he whispered in Will’s ear. Will shuddered as he looked around.

They were in a dark room surrounded by shelves, which were covered in large round metal discs.

“Where are we?”

“Welcome to heaven,” Angel said as he passed Will, and started fiddling with a huge machine.

Will just stood there not sure what to do.

Angel looked up from sorting out the reel of film, smiled and walked over to the boy and grabbed his hand. “Come on. You get to have the best seat in the house.” Angel pulled Will to the other side of the huge machine and pointed to a comfy looking chair and then turned back to the machine and started fiddling again.

Will sat forwards looking out over the sea people below. It was amazing. He could see everything. A bunch of kids were throwing popcorn at each other. A woman in a bright yellow t-shirt was walking their way and, as soon as they saw her, they stopped, only to start again as she turned her back.

“All set up here, Katie,” Angel’s voice said. Will turned and saw he was talking into a walkie-talkie, “Let me know when you want to dim the house lights. Out.”

“As soon as bloody possible,” came a harassed woman’s voice.

“Now, now Katie, no swearing in front of the children,” Angel snickered back.

“Just dim the lights Angel,” came a crass reply.

Angel looked at Will. “Watch the woman in yellow,” he whispered smiling. Will turned back and fixed his eyes on the woman he had seen earlier. “Now Katie, is that anyway to speak to the one person here who can make your job easier?”

Will watched as the woman suddenly spun round and glared up at them, Will shrank back slightly scared.

“Angel, I swear on all that is unholy, I will tell everyone your real name, now dim the fuc lig lights.”

“You wouldn’t dare,” Angel spluttered.

“After the day I’ve had I would do anything to get the stupid lights dimmed; I’d even sleep with you. Please Angel,” she begged.

“Dimming house lights now,” Angel said quietly, “You alright?” he asked in the walkie-talkie.

“Tell you about it later,” came the crackled reply.

Will looked at Angel as the lights began to dim. “Oops,” was all Angel said before he set the projector whirring.

Will sat absolutely enthralled as he watched the huge screen come to life in a montage of color and music.

Angel shuffled about getting the next reel ready and finding a chair. When all was set, he sat down next to Will and began to relax as he watched his boy being taken on the roller-coaster ride of emotions that was ‘The Lion King’. He was so engrossed in watching the emotions filter over his boy’s face that he almost missed the little black dot in the corner of the screen telling him to get ready to start the next reel.

As the film credits began to scroll up the huge screen, Angel brought the house lights back up.“Tha“That was amazing,” Will said as he turned a beaming smile on Angel.

“Haven’t you seen it before?”

“Nope,” Will stretched, “never been to the cinema before.”

Angel stood there, mouth gaping. “What never?”

“Nope.”

“Why not?”

“Too expensive.”

“Never,” Angel was still stuck on the fact that Will had never been to the cinema, “not even as a kid with your parents?”

Will’s face fell slightly, “They never took me anywhere,” he said quietly.

Suddenly the door burst open and a whirlwind of yellow burst in.

“What the fuck do you think you’re playing at Angel,” Katie demanded, “First you turn up late…”

Angel walked up to her ignoring the torrent of abuse and pulled her into a hug, just as she burst into tears.

“The bastard walked out on me,” she sobbed into his shoulder.

Angel didn’t say anything as he held her stroking her hair. Will sat there feeling both sorry for and jealous of the woman in Angel’s arms.

“He’s not worth it,” Angel muttered, “You can do so much better.”

Katie looked up, pulling away while wiping the tears away from her eyes. “I know you’re right, but ten years we’ve been married and now he decides he doesn’t want me. Oh God, what amoingoing to tell the kids?” Her face crumpled again.

“You tell them the truth,” Will said quietly.

Katie’s head swung round as she noticed him for the first time.

Will went bright red. “Sorry…I’ll…go…” Will stuttered as he stood and began to walk to the door.

Angel grabbed him and pulled him close. “Katie this is Will, a friend,” Angel said.

Katie eyed him up and Will squirmed under the scrutiny.

“Arrha, Will is a friend,” she said cynically. “How old are you?”

“Fifteen,” Will said quietly.

Katie swung her gaze from Will to Angel. “Angel,” she said in a warning tone.

Angel held his hands up defensively. “It’s not what you think.” Then he thought about it under the force of Katie’s stare. “Okay, it may be what you think.”

Katie threw her hands up in the air. “Jesus Angel, what the hell are you playing at! He’s only fifteen, he’s too young, and it’s illegal for starters. What the hell are you going to do if his parents find out?”

Will snorted. Katie swung her full wrath on him. “Don’t be so flippant young man. What would your mother say if she knew what you were up to…?”

Will felt his blood boil as Katie ranted and raved at him.

“…and what do you think your father is going to do to Angel if he finds out someone’s been messing with his little boy,” she ranted.

Will lost it. “He would probably pat Angel on the back saying, ‘Boys got a nice tight arse hasn’t he,’” Will yelled. “Either that or join in, and don’t you dare bring my mother into this; that bitch would hit me black and blue just for sneezing, because I had disturbed her.”

Will felt a hand on his shoulder and swung around to look into Angel’s eyes.

“Bloody hell,” he screamed, before he swung round and ran out the door.

Angel just stood there watching as his boy ran.

“Shit, Angel, I’m sorry,” Katie apologized.

Angel ran his hands through his hair, not sure what to do. He felt a slap on his arm and looked at Katie.

“Go run after him you dope, I’ll clean up here.”

Angel didn’t wait a second longer. He kissed Katie on the forehead and ran out the door yelling, “Thanks, phone me if you need to chat.”

“Just look after him Angel,” Katie yelled after him.

***

Will was leaning against the wall outside the cinema, trying to get a handle on his emotions. He’d fucked up and he knew it.

Angel ran round the corner and skidded to a halt as soon as he saw Will standing there staring at the ground.

“Hey, you alright,” Angel asked.

Will looked up into those deep loving brown eyes and melted. “I fucked up,” he said simply.

“Don’t worry about Katie. I think you might find that you now have a surrogate mother,” Angel said with a smile. “Mind, I’m not sure if that’s a good thing or a bad thing. She can be rather smothering at times.”

Will smiled. He could use some smothering right now. His whole world was falling apart. He had taken a single brick out of the wall that dammed up his emotions and he was suddenly drowning in them, trying desperately to keep afloat.

Angel placed his hand on the boy’s shoulder and Will fell into his arms. “Come on lets go home.”

Will nodded and Angel led him back to the apartment.

TBC