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Angel the Series › Threesomes/Moresomes
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Adult +
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50
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9,668
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97
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New Order part 44
Once the minions discovered that their Master’s blood had been poisoned, they were all quick to donate to him. The tainted blood all came from their latest shipment and Oz was able to smell enough to determine that Angel was the only one who had fed from it. His minions always kept the freshest for him, a policy that would soon be changing. This time, however, it was beneficial as only Angel’s blood needed to be replaced.
A growling Angel held one steadily dripping wrist over a bowl while he drank deeply from every minion in his control. By the time he was finished, every drop of blood in his body had been replaced. It had taken hours. Angel grew more and more angry as the blood in his body was replaced. He wanted to know who had poisoned them and why. He wanted to know how none of them had sensed it until it was nearly too late.
Angel was done: He wasn’t playing around anymore. He couldn’t think of anyone other than Lucian who would have both the resources and the motive to attack him through his blood supply. If his minions had drunk the blood as well, they would have been in a very weakened position. But worst of all was that Xander had nearly died again and this time someone was going to feel his wrath, vampire politics be damned. He was going to gather his troops, attack Lucian, and find out once and for all what the other vampire knew.
The only problem he could see with the plan was what to do with Xander. Both Spike and Oz were refusing to be left behind. Angel wanted to order Spike to stay, just in case things didn’t go their way and he was killed. Xander would not survive both of their deaths. The claim would take him as soon as they were dust.
Spike’s argument was valid though. In Xander’s weakened condition, he probably wouldn’t survive if either one of them were dusted. Spike figured he should be at Angel’s side where he belonged.
Oz agreed. Both vampires needed as much protection as they could get and if one of them were wounded, there was nothing better than a little werewolf blood to speed healing. Plus, there was no way he was going to be left behind when all this went down. He wanted to know what the hell was going on just as much as Spike and Angel did.
Angel gave himself 48 hours to plan. He wouldn’t have done even that but wanted time to get enough healing blood into Xander to give him a fighting chance if something went wrong. They’d bagged blood as well, just as a precaution.
The Kor’Chuk demons were guarding Xander again. A full escort of minions were accompanying Angel, Spike, and Oz as they delivered Xander into the care of the demon clan. Their assistance had proved invaluable in the past and Angel trusted them to do right by his love.
The hotel was practically deserted when they left. Angel knew if this fight didn’t go his way, there would be nothing for any of them to come back to anyway. They loaded up in vans and SUVs and headed out of town.
Lucian’s compound wasn’t what Angel expected. It was more like a huge estate, a mansion in the hills surrounded by woods and a solid security fence. Not that it would keep out Angel’s army of vampires who were all hungry for vengeance.
Of course they were expected and the guards at the gate took out several minions before they were taken down. Angel didn’t think Lucian expected this much of a show of force. He’d underestimated just how angry Angel was over the threat to Xander. That mistake would cost him dearly.
The minions swarmed the entrance and cleared a path for Angel, Spike, and Oz. Angel walked in the center, flanked by his powerful childe and his newest ally, Xander’s wolf. Angel supposed he should think of him as his wolf now as well. After the show of loyalty Oz had given him, Angel wasn’t letting him go anywhere.
They paused in the entry. Angel roared for Lucian. The voice sent chills down everyone’s backs. Oz growled and allowed himself to partially shift.
Lucian appeared, surrounded by dozens of his own minions. “Angel, how kind of you to stop by. Although this is an incredible breach of etiquette, as I’m sure you know, I’ll not push the matter with the Council. Won’t you come in?”
Spike snarled. The threat of the Council was not one that Spike took lightly. He knew what the consequences would be to both of them should their defiance be taken as an act of war. Still, Spike would fight every damn vampire in existence if it meant keeping Xander safe from this moron and his flunkies.
Angel appeared unfazed. “Lucian, thanks for the invitation but I really could care less. I’m here to find out why the fuck you keep trying to kill my claimed one. You see, the Council is very strict on those policies as well. After this last attack, I consider us at war.” Angel turned to look at Spike. “Spike, remind me of that rule? What was it again? Something about taking revenge for attacks on our property?”
“Right, Sire. You can declare open season on him as Xander’s considered yours. Course, he’s mine, too, so that means we can both go to town on this poser.” Spike flashed to his true face and turned to glare at the other master vampire.
Lucian wasn’t scared. “Angel, I don’t know what you’re talking about. What use would your human be to me? Now that lovely wolf you’ve brought along? He’s one I could take to. Care to negotiate? Because I believe I may have something you want.”
Angel, Spike, and Oz all laughed. Angel pulled Oz to him and the wolf nuzzled into his side before he spoke. “No, Lucian. I don’t think you have anything I want as much as my wolf.”
“Don’t be so sure about that, Angel. I happen to have the answers you’re seeking. What exactly are they worth to you?” He nodded to a nearby minion who left the room quickly. Angel watched him go but he already knew what cards Lucian was holding. He hadn’t played this hand very well.
Angel nodded to Oz who stepped back into the group of minions. They immediately circled him, creating a barrier with their bodies. Lucian noticed the move, but as Angel had anticipated, he assumed Angel was protecting his prize possession.
Vampires were so predictable after all.
The minion returned with a body curled in his arms. Spike quivered with the need to rush forward. Angel didn’t need to hold him back though. He knew the stakes and would play this round just as Angel had planned. It was hard though, harder than anything he’d ever had to do before.
Angel smiled at Lucian but the expression didn’t reflect in his cold eyes. “I’d wondered where she’d gotten off too. So nice of you do look after my wayward childe for me.”
The minion froze, unsure of what the next step was.
Lucian looked over at Angel. “So, what’ll it be? Your childe or the information you seek. She’s awfully valuable but I’m willing to be reasonable. I’ll return your childe and you leave. Or I keep her and tell you what I know about your human pet.”
Angel stepped forward. “There’s really no decision. I choose Drusilla.”
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New Order part 44
Once the minions discovered that their Master’s blood had been poisoned, they were all quick to donate to him. The tainted blood all came from their latest shipment and Oz was able to smell enough to determine that Angel was the only one who had fed from it. His minions always kept the freshest for him, a policy that would soon be changing. This time, however, it was beneficial as only Angel’s blood needed to be replaced.
A growling Angel held one steadily dripping wrist over a bowl while he drank deeply from every minion in his control. By the time he was finished, every drop of blood in his body had been replaced. It had taken hours. Angel grew more and more angry as the blood in his body was replaced. He wanted to know who had poisoned them and why. He wanted to know how none of them had sensed it until it was nearly too late.
Angel was done: He wasn’t playing around anymore. He couldn’t think of anyone other than Lucian who would have both the resources and the motive to attack him through his blood supply. If his minions had drunk the blood as well, they would have been in a very weakened position. But worst of all was that Xander had nearly died again and this time someone was going to feel his wrath, vampire politics be damned. He was going to gather his troops, attack Lucian, and find out once and for all what the other vampire knew.
The only problem he could see with the plan was what to do with Xander. Both Spike and Oz were refusing to be left behind. Angel wanted to order Spike to stay, just in case things didn’t go their way and he was killed. Xander would not survive both of their deaths. The claim would take him as soon as they were dust.
Spike’s argument was valid though. In Xander’s weakened condition, he probably wouldn’t survive if either one of them were dusted. Spike figured he should be at Angel’s side where he belonged.
Oz agreed. Both vampires needed as much protection as they could get and if one of them were wounded, there was nothing better than a little werewolf blood to speed healing. Plus, there was no way he was going to be left behind when all this went down. He wanted to know what the hell was going on just as much as Spike and Angel did.
Angel gave himself 48 hours to plan. He wouldn’t have done even that but wanted time to get enough healing blood into Xander to give him a fighting chance if something went wrong. They’d bagged blood as well, just as a precaution.
The Kor’Chuk demons were guarding Xander again. A full escort of minions were accompanying Angel, Spike, and Oz as they delivered Xander into the care of the demon clan. Their assistance had proved invaluable in the past and Angel trusted them to do right by his love.
The hotel was practically deserted when they left. Angel knew if this fight didn’t go his way, there would be nothing for any of them to come back to anyway. They loaded up in vans and SUVs and headed out of town.
Lucian’s compound wasn’t what Angel expected. It was more like a huge estate, a mansion in the hills surrounded by woods and a solid security fence. Not that it would keep out Angel’s army of vampires who were all hungry for vengeance.
Of course they were expected and the guards at the gate took out several minions before they were taken down. Angel didn’t think Lucian expected this much of a show of force. He’d underestimated just how angry Angel was over the threat to Xander. That mistake would cost him dearly.
The minions swarmed the entrance and cleared a path for Angel, Spike, and Oz. Angel walked in the center, flanked by his powerful childe and his newest ally, Xander’s wolf. Angel supposed he should think of him as his wolf now as well. After the show of loyalty Oz had given him, Angel wasn’t letting him go anywhere.
They paused in the entry. Angel roared for Lucian. The voice sent chills down everyone’s backs. Oz growled and allowed himself to partially shift.
Lucian appeared, surrounded by dozens of his own minions. “Angel, how kind of you to stop by. Although this is an incredible breach of etiquette, as I’m sure you know, I’ll not push the matter with the Council. Won’t you come in?”
Spike snarled. The threat of the Council was not one that Spike took lightly. He knew what the consequences would be to both of them should their defiance be taken as an act of war. Still, Spike would fight every damn vampire in existence if it meant keeping Xander safe from this moron and his flunkies.
Angel appeared unfazed. “Lucian, thanks for the invitation but I really could care less. I’m here to find out why the fuck you keep trying to kill my claimed one. You see, the Council is very strict on those policies as well. After this last attack, I consider us at war.” Angel turned to look at Spike. “Spike, remind me of that rule? What was it again? Something about taking revenge for attacks on our property?”
“Right, Sire. You can declare open season on him as Xander’s considered yours. Course, he’s mine, too, so that means we can both go to town on this poser.” Spike flashed to his true face and turned to glare at the other master vampire.
Lucian wasn’t scared. “Angel, I don’t know what you’re talking about. What use would your human be to me? Now that lovely wolf you’ve brought along? He’s one I could take to. Care to negotiate? Because I believe I may have something you want.”
Angel, Spike, and Oz all laughed. Angel pulled Oz to him and the wolf nuzzled into his side before he spoke. “No, Lucian. I don’t think you have anything I want as much as my wolf.”
“Don’t be so sure about that, Angel. I happen to have the answers you’re seeking. What exactly are they worth to you?” He nodded to a nearby minion who left the room quickly. Angel watched him go but he already knew what cards Lucian was holding. He hadn’t played this hand very well.
Angel nodded to Oz who stepped back into the group of minions. They immediately circled him, creating a barrier with their bodies. Lucian noticed the move, but as Angel had anticipated, he assumed Angel was protecting his prize possession.
Vampires were so predictable after all.
The minion returned with a body curled in his arms. Spike quivered with the need to rush forward. Angel didn’t need to hold him back though. He knew the stakes and would play this round just as Angel had planned. It was hard though, harder than anything he’d ever had to do before.
Angel smiled at Lucian but the expression didn’t reflect in his cold eyes. “I’d wondered where she’d gotten off too. So nice of you do look after my wayward childe for me.”
The minion froze, unsure of what the next step was.
Lucian looked over at Angel. “So, what’ll it be? Your childe or the information you seek. She’s awfully valuable but I’m willing to be reasonable. I’ll return your childe and you leave. Or I keep her and tell you what I know about your human pet.”
Angel stepped forward. “There’s really no decision. I choose Drusilla.”