Life (or Unlife) Goes On

Title: Life (or Unlife) Goes On
Author: AddictedtoBuffy
Disclaimer: Not Mine, They never will be except in my dreams
Pairing: Angel/Spike, Eventually A/S/X. This Chap Thyme/Sleazy Guy, Mention of A/N, A/Darla
Warning: NC17 This Chapter, Mild Language and Sex
A/N: My muse keeps urging me to write, it will be a week or so til the next chapter, I need to study. Please let me know if you like it. Encouragement helps me write faster. Oh and tell me what you think about my big plot twist. And Mystery girl is now called Thyme, got it?

Chapter Six

Angel’s POV

‘Well I’m beat,’ proclaims Faith, ‘I need a couple hours shut eye before I can do anything.’

‘Good idea.’ I agree. Good because right now I really want to spend time with Spike and I can’t unless they all go to bed. ‘Look guys make yourselves comfy but I’m going to bed’. They agree and they all go their separate ways. I wonder if anyone is sleeping on my floor. I hope not. We get into the hallway near my room when Spike spins me around to face him. I notice that we are alone at last. He pulls me to him while he almost desperately kisses me. I open up and let his tongue delve in. I respond by pulling him closer and I realise we are both already hard. I rub my crotch against his feeling the friction of the fabrics of both of our pants.

‘Angel.’ He whispers. ‘That was a bloody hard day being so close to you and not being able to touch you or kiss you,’ He murmurs between kisses. I pull away.

‘Wait a second, first of all need to talk.’ I don’t want to, I’d much rather be taking him right there in the hall but it needs to be done. He scowls at me but I walk into my room and he stomps after me. Spike doesn’t like to talk. Well actually he loves to talk, he just doesn’t like to talk about feelings, he likes action. He probably wanted me to take him in hall but not until I’ve let him know that I’m not Angelus and I will never use him or hurt him like that, unless of course he wants it. The bottle of massage oil is on the table beside the bed that he brought earlier. It gives me an idea.

‘Okay so what do you want Angel?’ I sit on the edge of the bed and he sits beside me looking at me with a scowl.

‘Look Spike. I know you don’t want to talk about us but I need to let you know I’m different and this will be different.’ He just looks at me. As I talk, I start to massage his neck through his shirt and coat.

‘Spike, I’m sorry about everything Angelus did to you.’ I can feel him shudder slightly under my fingers as he is reminded. I need to calm him down so I gently pull his coat of him so that my fingers can relax him more.

‘I’m not Angelus. I don’t want us to be a me just take everything thing.’ He shrugs of his shirt and looks at me.

‘I know mate.’ He leans in and kisses me gently before pulling away again. I cover my hands in the oil and start massaging his back with them. I can feel him visibly relax under my fingers.

‘Good, I just wanted you to know.’ Suddenly he tenses again.

‘What about Nina?’ he asks. Oh Shit, I’d forgotten about Nina.

‘What about Nina?’ I ask. Whoops, wrong thing to say, he stands up to face me.

‘You don’t understand. You being with her while you’re secretly with me. That’s something Angelus would do?’ Crap, he’s right.

“Either your with her or your with me. When you work out who then let me know but for now I’m leaving.’ He storms out of the door and slams a door shut that’s further down the hall. Shit, but he’s right. I already know which one I want to be with. Spike easily. I have never loved Nina and I’d forgotten about her until he brought her up. I don’t want to hurt her though, she’s a nice enough girl. But for now I have to go about convincing Spike that it’s him, I want. Hope he comes round.

Thyme’s (formerly known as Mystery Girl) POV

The strip joint is a shady club with shady men but you soon forgot about them. I mean, what does it matter that you strip in a hallucination. It isn’t real. Near the end of the night, one really drunk guy was hanging around me. Charlie had said that though the place didn’t condone prostitution they turned a blind eye if one of the girls left with a client. There are many dark alleys around this place. So I left with the guy and told the girls I’d meet them back at their apartment. He was so drunk he had a hard time getting inside me. It didn’t last long but when he did come, I found my face turning and I sunk my teeth into his neck, drinking his life out of him. I left him there but took his cash and went to find the girls. I might as well stay with them while the hallucination continues. They are nice anyway. I’m feeling better, content to just let this hallucination play out. I make my way back to the apartment singing,

“Run and Catch
Run and Catch
The Lamb is Caught
In the Blackberry Patch”

Spike’s POV

Bloody Angel. What hell is he playing at? I stare at the ceiling and light a cigarette. He wants us to be different but I’m still the boytoy who nobody knows about and is in the next room listening to him do it with some shelia. I throw the box of cigarettes across the room.

‘Spike?’ He slowly pushes the door open. I roll over facing the wall away from the door. I know I’m acting childish but hey I’m entitled. He comes in and sits on the bed beside me. ‘Spike. I’m sorry. I’d forgotten about Nina. Being with you again is all I have been able to think of since yesterday. I promise as soon as she gets back I’ll break it off. I only want you.’ He rests his hand on my arm and a tingle shoots straight to my crotch. Bloody Angel. ‘I’m so sorry Spike.’ How can I stay mad at him. I roll over to look at him sitting there.

‘You promise you and her are over and no other girls as long as we are … well you know.’

‘No one else but you unless of course your there too.’ He smiles cheekily. I smile back. ‘So can we continue where we left off, me giving you a massage. I go to sit up but he puts a restraining arm on my shoulder. ‘No you just lay there and enjoy.’ He pours the cool oil down my chest and stomach, it feels so good. Then he flicks a nipple and bends down for a kiss. He has never been this soft and gentle with me.

‘Angel,’ I whisper as we pull apart. He leans slowly back in and bites my lower lip as one hand roams down my body making my skin sing but stopping at the belt on my pants. I’m hard again and I don’t want him to stop touching me. He sits on my legs as he starts to massage the oil into my chest.

‘Talk to me,’ he whispers as he deftly moves his fingers over my nipples until they are so hard it hurts, I have sensitive nipples and he knows it.

‘Oh hands, Angel hands,’ I murmur as he gets to work on one arm. He runs the tip of one hand over my forehead and down my nose. I gently kiss them as they run over my lips and uncontrollably arch up as they crawl down my neck and over my chest. I groan and one hand starts to rub my stomach so that it tingles while he manoeuvres himself off me.

‘Yes!’ I whisper as his hands deftly unfastens my pants.

‘Not yet Spike,’ he answers as I lift my bum up so he can pull my pants off. I feel so relaxed and comfortable as he pours more oil on my legs and starts to massage my feet.

‘Darla was right in naming you Angel,’ I manage to say as he progresses up my legs.

‘Why’s that Spike?’ he asks smiling at me.

‘Cos you have the hands of an Angel,’ I say and he laughs.

‘Could an angel do this?’ he asks as he starts to knead my inner thigh.

‘Shit!’ is all I can say as he kneads me and I squirm wanting him to move to my cock. ‘That feels so good,’ I manage to murmur and opening my eyes I find him right there. He lays untop of me to kiss me and it is the opposite of those kisses in the hall. His cock is next to mine separated only by his jeans and he rubs against me causing friction. ‘Your turn,’ I murmur trying to flip us over but he stops me again.

‘Stay there Spike. I promised you an orgasm earlier and that’s what I’m going to give you.’ He slides down until his head is directly above my cock. My mouth falls open, I can’t believe this, I can count the number of times he has done this for me on one hand. I almost cum right there I’m so surprised.
‘Angel but you’ve never…’

‘Spike, weren’t you listening before I want us to be equal.’

‘Are you …’

‘Let me do this for you, OK.’ I nod, I’m too astonished to say anything. Lowering his head, he takes my full length into his mouth and slowly rakes his teeth along causing me to buck up while curling my fingers tightly in his hair.

‘Fuck!’ I yell. ‘Oh Angel’ I moan. He closes his mouth just over my tip and manoeuvres his tongue around under my foreskin and at the same time uses a nail to rake the back of my balls. I buck up ‘Angel,’ I’m almost crying. He looks up and his eyes lock mine as he starts to move back and forth. ‘Shit oh shit oh bloody hell oh so good oh fuck Angel.’ The words just tumble out of my mouth and then he starts to purr. ‘Shit,’ I pant. I haven’t had a good blowjob for years, there is something to be said for another guy doing this, they know what feels good. I start to pant in time with him my mouth half open but my eyes don’t leave his. He takes me fully into his mouth and I can’t hold on. ‘Oh fuck Angel!’ I cum spilling seed into his mouth and I close my eyes while panting uncontrollably. I feel unbelievable. He stays with me slowly bringing me back down. When I finally open my eyes, I find him sitting beside my legs staring at me.

‘Hi,’ he says. I smile.

‘Hi,’ I say sitting up and kissing him.

‘That looked like one hell of a ride!’

‘It was’. I then realise something. ‘Oh Angel, I’m sorry you haven’t had a release yet and your still clothed.

‘Hey its fine,’ he says. I kiss him passionately. I rip away to pull his shirt off him. I run my hands over his shoulders and down his back over his tatoo as I pull him back in for another kiss. I slide my tongue into his mouth, that tastes of him and me. It’s been a long time since I’ve tasted myself in someone’s mouth like that. He breaks away to stand up and pull of his jeans. He has the most beautiful body. He climbs back onto the bed and my mouth attacks his as I grab his butt and pull him closer. I then run a finger up his cock and I feel him shudder. I break away to grab the massage oil but then I’m back and our kisses are softer, more lingering. With one hard I pour some oil into the other then I massage it into his cock both preparing him to enter me and stroking him to full hardness. One good thing about being a vampire is that we don’t need to come up for air. I love to kiss him, I feel like I could just kiss him for all eternity. I blindly find his hands and massage oil into them. I don’t want to tear myself away from him so I move my hands back onto his cock. He breaks away to pant as my hand strokes him so I nibble his ear and whisper

‘Angel.’

‘Spike I love you.’ He whispers into my ear.

‘I love you too Sire.’ Shit, did I say that out loud?