Midnight and Roses
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BtVS AU/AR › Slash - Male/Male › Angel(us)/Spike(William)
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
40
Views:
5,387
Reviews:
2
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Currently Reading:
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A Sigh of Relief
Summary: Spike has been rescued and returned to the Watcher Mansion
in England for treatment. Everyone has breathed a sigh of relief, but is this the
beginning of the end, or the end of the beginning?
Warning: Slash, m/m, anal and vamp sex.
Disclaimer: Characters depicted herein from BtvsAtS are not mine
and I make no money. Other characters are of my own creation and
belong to me.
Feedback is always welcomed.
Previous chapters can be found at:
http://www.livejournal.com/users/kindredspirit75
MIDNIGHT AND ROSES - CHAPTER 33
Once again, Mistress Marilyn and Wesley held hands tightly as they chanted and waited for the portal forming in their protection circle to open and deposit its contents into the Great Hall at the Watcher mansion.
Murmurs of excitement and the shifting of bodies for a closer look by the specially selected observers in attendance started to grow. Gabriel, Prince Laureano’s consort and second in command of his warriors, had already given the order to stand ready to push back anything coming through the portal other than Spike and his rescue party.
When the vortex opened, three screaming humans were ejected unceremoniously from the scintillating and howling portal, and this time, there were two vampires in the mix instead of one. Laureano, holding a trembling Giles was the first to arrive, followed in quick succession by Gunn and their weapons. Then came Angel, who was clutching a badly hurt Spike tightly to his chest.
For a few long moments, after all had arrived, the roaring vortex refused to close. Apprehension and mounting fear spread over the observers, causing Gabriel to signal his warriors to advance with weapons ready. Marilyn and Wesley continued to chant and were joined by a shaken, but unhurt Giles. Laureano and Gunn moved to shield Angel and Spike.
While time seemed to stand still, all present watched in fear and awe until finally, the whirlwind sputtered and closed in on itself with a loud whoosh. A collective sigh of relief could be heard from the crowd and some would later testify that they had heard a sound, not unlike that of a dying beast, come from within the hole before it shut.
“It is done,” Marilyn whispered quietly just before the exhausted High Wiccan collapsed into Wesley’s arms.
Giles and Gunn quickly broke the seal of the protection ring so that aid could be rushed to Spike and Marilyn. While medical officers from the Council assisted the high priestess, Angel was whisked away with Spike in his arms to a private suite designed for the vampire’s special needs.
Gabriel had quickly dismissed his warriors before he had hurried to Laureano’s side, wrapping himself around the vampire prince and sobbing quietly into his sire’s shoulder in relief. No one paid them particular attention, even when they ripped open their wrists and lovingly exchanged comfort.
The suite that Angel and Spike had been rushed to was in a quiet alcove of the mansion, away from prying eyes. The most up-to-date medical equipment surrounded a large hospital-type bed where Spike was placed and promptly examined by the best vampire and human medical practitioners available.
Angel watched in nervous silence as two pints of healing familial blood, donated by Laureano and Gabriel earlier, was rapidly pumped into Spike’s stomach via a naso-gastric tube. Minions worked beside the medical staff to hurriedly clean the small vampire’s body so that his wounds could be assessed and treated as fast as possible.
At Laureano’s insistence, two religious mystics, the esteemed healers from the Aurelian Court, were to be given a small and unobtrusive place near Spike where they could pray quietly, cast their magic stones, and insure that Spike’s care was in accordance with vampire protocol.
Further into the suite was a small, out-of- the-way kitchenette, a large bathroom and a larger bedroom for Angel, who was intent on staying with his vampire, no matter how long it would take for Spike to heal.
It was only when Laureano was certain that Angel and Spike were in good hands did he turn his full attention to Gabriel. His flaxen haired childe had been unable to quell his emotional outburst, even with the opening of wrists. Gently, with a light hand on his back, Laureano quickly ushered a tearful Gabriel through the halls toward their rooms.
The two vampires barely made it through the door before Laureano kicked it shut and shoved Gabriel up against it, crushing his lips in a hungry, bruising kiss. Gabriel was taken by surprise, but he did not resist. Pushing his fingers into Laureano’s hair, he pulled his head down to kiss him back just as hungrily.
Hands roamed over flesh, needing, wanting, seeking. The vampire prince slipped his hands underneath his lover’s shirt and ran them over the taut muscles, his thumbs grazing across the hardening buds of his nipples.
Gabriel groaned his approval into Laureano’s mouth as their tongues dueled and twinned in a frenzied dance of need. Laureano answered him back with a soft growl deep in his throat and ground his hips against him, letting him feel his erection.
The young vampire was speechless and overwhelmed, reduced to making inarticulate sounds as his lips were plundered by his prince. Gabriel needed this. Needed to feel wanted, needed to feel loved, needed to be reclaimed by his beloved sire. He could only whimper softly when Laureano roughly jerked his pants down, freeing the turgid flesh hiding there.
Wrapping one hand around Gabriel’s dripping shaft, Laureano stroked him hard and fast, making his head spin wildly. He couldn’t help but moan out loud and thrust into Laureano’s fist, coming quickly with a strangled cry.
Laureano looked at Gabriel’s satisfied face and saw his own eyes mirrored back at him, burning with desire for his only childe.
“I need you... now,” Laureano hissed. Gabriel could only nod his head in understanding.
With a feral growl, Laureano spun Gabriel around so that he faced the door and pushed two cum covered fingers into his childe’s needy hole. Gabriel gasped at the rough intrusion but soon he was pushing back wantonly onto Laureano’s fingers, moaning in desire and want.
When Gabriel pushed back and began to fuck himself on his fingers, Laureano knew that he was ready. He quickly undid his pants and released his straining and dripping shaft to stroke it with one cum slicked hand. Lining up his cock against Gabriel’s small pucker, he pushed into the willing body with one swift thrust.
“Please, Sire... please,” Gabriel begged when he had finally found his voice.
“Fuck me...”
Laureano couldn’t stifle the groan that escaped past his lips as he entered Gabriel and felt his cool, tight channel clench around him. As he began to move, Gabriel’s moans of pleasure when his cock bumped against his prostate made him lose any shred of self control he may have had left. He pounded into his childe hard and fast, all the while kissing and biting with blunt teeth along his neck and shoulders. He wouldn’t last long at this pace, but he needed to do this. For himself... for his childe.
Already hard again by the time Laureano had finished preparing him, Gabriel needed to be filled and reclaimed by his sire. He couldn’t help but gasp when he was finally entered, anticipating what was to come.
He would moan with pleasure every time Laureano hit his prostate, years of a loving relationship teaching them how to please each other. Now, his legs were shaking and his fingers clawed at the door as he spiraled toward completion; only the door and Laureano were holding him up.
“Please... Sire... “
Laureano drove into Gabriel over and over, harder and harder, the cool channel spasming around him as he moved ever closer to release.
“Come with me, my love...” he breathed into Gabriel’s ear, then lowered his fangs and drove them into his claim mark as he spilled.
Gabriel cried out in ecstacy, arching his back and shuddering his release all over the door as he was both filled and drained at the same time...
No one noticed when Angel staggered and fell to his knees. Only the crash of the big demon hunter’s body against a glass table in a corner alerted anyone to his distress.
~ tbc ~
in England for treatment. Everyone has breathed a sigh of relief, but is this the
beginning of the end, or the end of the beginning?
Warning: Slash, m/m, anal and vamp sex.
Disclaimer: Characters depicted herein from BtvsAtS are not mine
and I make no money. Other characters are of my own creation and
belong to me.
Feedback is always welcomed.
Previous chapters can be found at:
http://www.livejournal.com/users/kindredspirit75
MIDNIGHT AND ROSES - CHAPTER 33
Once again, Mistress Marilyn and Wesley held hands tightly as they chanted and waited for the portal forming in their protection circle to open and deposit its contents into the Great Hall at the Watcher mansion.
Murmurs of excitement and the shifting of bodies for a closer look by the specially selected observers in attendance started to grow. Gabriel, Prince Laureano’s consort and second in command of his warriors, had already given the order to stand ready to push back anything coming through the portal other than Spike and his rescue party.
When the vortex opened, three screaming humans were ejected unceremoniously from the scintillating and howling portal, and this time, there were two vampires in the mix instead of one. Laureano, holding a trembling Giles was the first to arrive, followed in quick succession by Gunn and their weapons. Then came Angel, who was clutching a badly hurt Spike tightly to his chest.
For a few long moments, after all had arrived, the roaring vortex refused to close. Apprehension and mounting fear spread over the observers, causing Gabriel to signal his warriors to advance with weapons ready. Marilyn and Wesley continued to chant and were joined by a shaken, but unhurt Giles. Laureano and Gunn moved to shield Angel and Spike.
While time seemed to stand still, all present watched in fear and awe until finally, the whirlwind sputtered and closed in on itself with a loud whoosh. A collective sigh of relief could be heard from the crowd and some would later testify that they had heard a sound, not unlike that of a dying beast, come from within the hole before it shut.
“It is done,” Marilyn whispered quietly just before the exhausted High Wiccan collapsed into Wesley’s arms.
Giles and Gunn quickly broke the seal of the protection ring so that aid could be rushed to Spike and Marilyn. While medical officers from the Council assisted the high priestess, Angel was whisked away with Spike in his arms to a private suite designed for the vampire’s special needs.
Gabriel had quickly dismissed his warriors before he had hurried to Laureano’s side, wrapping himself around the vampire prince and sobbing quietly into his sire’s shoulder in relief. No one paid them particular attention, even when they ripped open their wrists and lovingly exchanged comfort.
The suite that Angel and Spike had been rushed to was in a quiet alcove of the mansion, away from prying eyes. The most up-to-date medical equipment surrounded a large hospital-type bed where Spike was placed and promptly examined by the best vampire and human medical practitioners available.
Angel watched in nervous silence as two pints of healing familial blood, donated by Laureano and Gabriel earlier, was rapidly pumped into Spike’s stomach via a naso-gastric tube. Minions worked beside the medical staff to hurriedly clean the small vampire’s body so that his wounds could be assessed and treated as fast as possible.
At Laureano’s insistence, two religious mystics, the esteemed healers from the Aurelian Court, were to be given a small and unobtrusive place near Spike where they could pray quietly, cast their magic stones, and insure that Spike’s care was in accordance with vampire protocol.
Further into the suite was a small, out-of- the-way kitchenette, a large bathroom and a larger bedroom for Angel, who was intent on staying with his vampire, no matter how long it would take for Spike to heal.
It was only when Laureano was certain that Angel and Spike were in good hands did he turn his full attention to Gabriel. His flaxen haired childe had been unable to quell his emotional outburst, even with the opening of wrists. Gently, with a light hand on his back, Laureano quickly ushered a tearful Gabriel through the halls toward their rooms.
The two vampires barely made it through the door before Laureano kicked it shut and shoved Gabriel up against it, crushing his lips in a hungry, bruising kiss. Gabriel was taken by surprise, but he did not resist. Pushing his fingers into Laureano’s hair, he pulled his head down to kiss him back just as hungrily.
Hands roamed over flesh, needing, wanting, seeking. The vampire prince slipped his hands underneath his lover’s shirt and ran them over the taut muscles, his thumbs grazing across the hardening buds of his nipples.
Gabriel groaned his approval into Laureano’s mouth as their tongues dueled and twinned in a frenzied dance of need. Laureano answered him back with a soft growl deep in his throat and ground his hips against him, letting him feel his erection.
The young vampire was speechless and overwhelmed, reduced to making inarticulate sounds as his lips were plundered by his prince. Gabriel needed this. Needed to feel wanted, needed to feel loved, needed to be reclaimed by his beloved sire. He could only whimper softly when Laureano roughly jerked his pants down, freeing the turgid flesh hiding there.
Wrapping one hand around Gabriel’s dripping shaft, Laureano stroked him hard and fast, making his head spin wildly. He couldn’t help but moan out loud and thrust into Laureano’s fist, coming quickly with a strangled cry.
Laureano looked at Gabriel’s satisfied face and saw his own eyes mirrored back at him, burning with desire for his only childe.
“I need you... now,” Laureano hissed. Gabriel could only nod his head in understanding.
With a feral growl, Laureano spun Gabriel around so that he faced the door and pushed two cum covered fingers into his childe’s needy hole. Gabriel gasped at the rough intrusion but soon he was pushing back wantonly onto Laureano’s fingers, moaning in desire and want.
When Gabriel pushed back and began to fuck himself on his fingers, Laureano knew that he was ready. He quickly undid his pants and released his straining and dripping shaft to stroke it with one cum slicked hand. Lining up his cock against Gabriel’s small pucker, he pushed into the willing body with one swift thrust.
“Please, Sire... please,” Gabriel begged when he had finally found his voice.
“Fuck me...”
Laureano couldn’t stifle the groan that escaped past his lips as he entered Gabriel and felt his cool, tight channel clench around him. As he began to move, Gabriel’s moans of pleasure when his cock bumped against his prostate made him lose any shred of self control he may have had left. He pounded into his childe hard and fast, all the while kissing and biting with blunt teeth along his neck and shoulders. He wouldn’t last long at this pace, but he needed to do this. For himself... for his childe.
Already hard again by the time Laureano had finished preparing him, Gabriel needed to be filled and reclaimed by his sire. He couldn’t help but gasp when he was finally entered, anticipating what was to come.
He would moan with pleasure every time Laureano hit his prostate, years of a loving relationship teaching them how to please each other. Now, his legs were shaking and his fingers clawed at the door as he spiraled toward completion; only the door and Laureano were holding him up.
“Please... Sire... “
Laureano drove into Gabriel over and over, harder and harder, the cool channel spasming around him as he moved ever closer to release.
“Come with me, my love...” he breathed into Gabriel’s ear, then lowered his fangs and drove them into his claim mark as he spilled.
Gabriel cried out in ecstacy, arching his back and shuddering his release all over the door as he was both filled and drained at the same time...
No one noticed when Angel staggered and fell to his knees. Only the crash of the big demon hunter’s body against a glass table in a corner alerted anyone to his distress.
~ tbc ~