Life (or Unlife) Goes On

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Sir Magus: I understand about RL its getting busy for me too which is one of the reasons why after this chapter there is only three chapters to go. I'm sorry I'd love to keep writing it but I need to take a break from writing for a while and I have a million other plot bunnies running through my head that I want to get down. So don't worry you will get more stuff from me it just might take a while
Bubbysbub: Write as much as you want, I love it. Your welcome in regards to what Lorne read sorry it took so long to come. Yes they really do love each other and as you said its very obvious. As for smut yes this chap does start with it so get reading :-)

Chapter Forty – The Real Reality

Spike’s POV

“Oh fuck yeah,” I gasp as Angel sinks right into me. I pat the space in front of my rock hard cock and look at Xander. “Why don’t you come up here and fuck yourself on me. I’d like to see that Xan, you riding my cock again.” I hear a groan behind me and Angel stays still as Xander slowly impales himself on my length, his leg is hooked over one of mine which is hooked over Angel’s. We all rest for a minute, just feeling this moment, all of us connected.

“I could stay like this forever,” Angel manages to grind out. Slowly we start to move, the position we’re in means that we can’t go hard and deep but it feels so good, drawing it out, surrounded by these two dark haired men. After a while I realise that Xander is slowly jerking himself off. Watching him lying their, eye half closed, mouth open panting, enjoying the sensations I’m causing makes me buck up into him.

“Oh fuck that’s it Spike, I want to see that hard dick of yours spearing him over and over and over.” The whisper in my ear is the last little push I needed to go toppling over the edge.

“XANDER, SIRE,” Jerking back and forth between them, taking Angel further into myself and then pushing further into Xander is enough to set them both off. We just lay there connected for a long while until Angel breaks the silence.

“Well Will, how ‘bout this time I ride that pretty ass of yours hard.” I shiver at the Irish lilt in his voice, hearing Xander groan I turn back towards him.

“If its okay with you I think I’m gonna have to sit this one out, human stamina and all.” He rolls away from me and I can’t help but feel sad when my cock falls out of his ass with a pop. I go to reply when a loud knock is heard from the door.

“GO AWAY!” I growl out, for goodness sake will they ever leave us alone?

“Its Giles and Xander I’m coming in, in fifteen seconds. If you don’t want us both to blush every time we see each other I suggest you at least put some pants on.” Great, fucking great. Xander quickly scrambles out of bed and the first thing he does is put on that blasted eye-patch. The dead eye socket is seriously not as bad as he seems to think it is. Now we have to try and convince him of that. Tossing pants to us he quickly shimmies into his own. Stupid watcher and its not like I’m self-conscious or anything. Oh well I’d better do it for Xan. I’m just doing up my button fly when Giles walks in. Angel is in his walk-in wardrobe probably trying to work out which out of his hundreds of nancy-boy silk shirts he is going to wear today.

“What do you want Giles, I already told you that you don’t have a say in the three of us. Its our decision if we are together and its mine when it comes to who I’m with. I know the risks of being with a vampire, I’ve read through the Watcher’s Diaries. Nothing you can say will change my mind.” Wow, Xander really has grown up. The Watcher has been the father figure for the whole of the Scoobies but especially Xander since high school. There was a time where the whelp would do anything to meet his approval.

“Xander, relax that’s not why I came up here but seeing as you brought it up I don’t have a problem with who you are with. Your right, you’re old enough to make your own decisions. And for what it counts, since moving into the hotel you look better than you have for a long while. I’m glad that you’ve found someone who can help you. As for you two,” he says straightening up and staring at Angel and I, who was just handing me a shirt, “If either of you hurt him we will be having words.” I just give him a nod, as much as I don’t like him I do understand his position and I do admire him for it, but don’t let that get out.

“So what did you come up here for?” asks Angel.

“Willow’s on the phone for you Xander, she has watched the memorial and Thyme is having an episode and nobody else seems to be able to calm her down.”

“Well looks like I’m on crazy person watch again. I’ll be back in a bit loves.” I’m the logical choice to calm her down as we seem to get along and one of us needs to stay with Xander while he’s talking to Willow because that could become real messy. I quickly stroll downstairs through the lobby and down into the basement. Thyme is lying on the floor arms still chained to the bars of the cage watching her hand move in front of her face and talking to herself. Dawn is sitting in another corner just watching her.

“How long has she been like this, bit?” She jumps a little and then turns around to face me. A smile breaks out on her face and she comes to give me a hug, she’s the sister I never had.

“She’s been like this since I came down bout an hour and a half ago. I called Faith when she didn’t respond to me and everyone has been down to try and get her to see them. Its like she’s in her own little world and can’t hear or see anyone else.” I nod my understanding to the niblet and then turn around and slowly approach Thyme to try and work out how I can snap her out of this trance because I can’t do what I used to do to Drusilla when she got into a state like this. I don’t really want to jeopardise my relationship by fucking the crazy slayer. I slowly crouch down in front of her and listen to what she is saying.

“Hand moves, five fingers attached to arm attached to body. Whose body? My body. No can’t be mine. Dead flesh, all dead. I’m not dead. Can’t be me. But body real. Not hallucination not incopereal. Flesh and bone. Bone breaks, blood runs but doesn’t have legs not that sort of running not crazy.”

“Pet, Thyme. Its Spike remember how we are a dysfunctional family which makes me your brother.” I haven’t seen her like this before, she’s always made linear sense. Apart from the denial of what has happen she has always seemed completely sane. Maybe that’s the problem, maybe she’s realised that this is real and that everything that she has done or has been done to her is real. That probably sent her other the edge into this trance type thing. Now I’ve got to get her to snap out of it and then I can get some breakfast. Oh wait a moment that might work. “Dawn, when was the last time she ate?”

“Umm, I’m not sure not since last night anyway.”

“Right, can you go and get her some blood for her please, bit.”

“Sure.” She smiles then runs up the steps and I turn back to our resident crazy. I quickly cut open my finger on a piece of metal lying nearby, being a vampire I don’t have to worry about things like tetanus shots. I wave the bloody digit in front of the spaced out one’s face and watch as she slowly blinks and then focuses on the offending finger. Looking at the finger myself, I can’t help but remember the time when it was covered in slayer blood and Drusilla in a moment of clarity went down on it. Shaking my head to clear the memories I look at a blinking Thyme who is slowly leaning forward all of her attention on the bloody digit.

“You back with us now, Thyme? Do you know who I am?”

“Your Spike.”

“Good girl, here you go but don’t bite, a mugful’s on the way.” She greedily swallows my finger and chases the little droplets of blood before sucking on the wound trying to coax more of the life giving fluid out. Amazingly, despite the fact that she is basically giving it head I am not the slightest bit aroused. I really have changed, there was a time where anyone doing what she is doing would get me at least half hard. The only thing I can think of as I watch her is how child-like and innocent she appears in this moment. Just then Dawn comes stomping down the steps with two mugs of blood.

“Thanks love,” I say grabbing a mug and forcefully pulling my finger out of Thyme’s mouth before replacing it with the mug.

“That’s okay Spike, Angel said that when you’ve finished with her to meet him in his office and Lorne says that his waiting in the lobby so that when you go up he will come down because he wants to talk to Thyme.” I nod and she goes while I start sipping the blood waiting for Thyme to finish hers.

“Wait bit, tell Lorne he can come down now.” Then she’s gone. “Want to tell me what that was all about, love.” Thyme just looks at me quizzingly.
“Why the mini breakdown?” I clarify

“I…This is the real world isn’t it? I’m not in a mental institution am I?” Tears are welling up in her eyes. At this instant I truly hate Drusilla for what she’s done, destroying this girls life. She probably has parents out there somewhere, desperately looking for her.

“Shhh cupcake, you can get through this, your incredibly strong and you have us now, we’ll help you.” Lorne softly speaks to her while gathering her into his arms, I didn’t even hear him come down. Suddenly I feel like I’m intruding, Thyme is sobbing into the green demons chest and he is hugging her tight while stroking her back. “I have this if you want to go find the tall, dark and brooding one.” I nod in acquiesce and turn to walk up the steps. I wonder what Angel wants?

*****

Angel’s POV

I watch Spike leave the room, I wonder if he realises he is barefoot? Giles quickly leaves as well and Xander motions for me to sit on the bed with him while he places the whole phone in front of us.

“Do you mind if I put her on speaker?”

“No I don’t mind Xan, whatever you want. Just remember I’m hear for you no matter what, okay?”

“Okay.” I hope that Willow doesn’t reject him, she shouldn’t about the gay thing that would be the pot calling the kettle queer. Maybe about the not telling her about his and Jesse’s relationship, that might annoy her. He is starting to get on the right track in regards to his addictions, he hasn’t even begged us to bite him aside from the once which at the moment would only fuel his addiction. As soon as he realised what he was asking for he stoped. I would really like to bite him, claim him for the world to see but when I do that and I know Spike feels the same, it will be because he wants to be in a sense ‘married’ and not because he craves it. Xander takes a big breath and puts the phone on speaker.

“Hey Wills.”

“Alexander LeVelle Harris.” Looks like she’s a little upset.