Entertaining the Captain

Title: Entertaining the
Captain

Author: darkangel985

Pairing: Angel/Spike

Spoilers: for Angel Episode 5x13 “Why we fight”

Disclaimer: None of the characters in the following
story are mine. I don't intend any copyright infringement and I don't
make money of this.

Warnings:
slash, blood play

Feedback:
Would be very much appreciated.

A/N: I
watched the episode “Why we fight” and this missing scene
just showed up in my head. This is set after the scene, where Angel
and Lawson put the bodies away. The last bit of dialog
was taken from the episode.

Entertaining
the Captain

Spike jumped
up, when Angel and Lawson returned. He was bored out of his mind and
the best entertainment he could think of at the moment was harassing
Angelus. The crew just wasn't as entertaining as the older vampire.
They would simply ignore him and continue with their work. Spike
hated to be ignored. Stepping right in front of Angel, he immediately
became the focus of his attention.

“I still haven't
gotten a drink.”

“Shut up, Spike.”

Angel tried
to step around him, but Spike simply followed his movement,
continuing to block his way. Already sounding pretty exasperated, he
tried again.

“Spike...”

“But I'm bored.
There's no entertainment on this bloody
sub. Can't I at least kill one of them?”

He quickly
hid his grin, when Angel grabbed his collar and pulled him through
the door, shutting the hatch behind them. Before he could comment on
the situation, he found himself thrown up against the wall, Angels
body effectively pinning him.

“You keep your
hands off the crew. Understood?”

“What do I get if I
do?”

Angel almost
smiled. He knew what the younger one wanted and letting him wait for
it, was just the right punishment. Patience had never been Spike's
strong side, so he tried to rub his body against the brunet. Brushing
his erection against a similarly hard cock, he hoped to get a
reaction out of Angel. The older vampire smiled, but did nothing
else.

“What do you want,
Spike?”, Angel's voice was laced with amusement.

“I wanna be called
'Captain'.”

Angel
laughed before capturing Spike's lips with his own. Their tongues
fiercely battled for dominance, while their hands started roaming.
Frantically trying to tear of Angel's clothing, Spike finally broke
the kiss.

“If you rip that
shirt I'll stake you.”

Grinning
apologetically, Spike quickly shrugged out of his own clothing,
waiting for the older vampire to do the same. Both of them moaned as
they finally made skin to skin contact. Meeting in a rough kiss,
Spike nipped Angel's bottom lip drawing blood. He growled as the
delicious copper taste teased his tongue.

Angel slid
his hands down, firmly cupping the younger vampire's buttocks and
lifting him off the ground. Fastening his hands around Angel's neck
to steady himself, Spike slung his legs around the larger vampire's
waist.

He moaned as
Angel bent down to his throat and started sucking. Feeling teeth
lengthening and sinking into his neck, he ground himself harder
against the older vampire, almost coming from those sensations alone.

Sliding one
of his hands along Spike's sweat-slicked back, Angel attacked his
mouth once again. Biting first Spike's and then his own tongue, he
gathered the blood in his mouth, before spitting it onto his
straining dick. Thoroughly coating his erection he looked at Spike
for permission. The younger vampire had already abandoned his human
face and yellow eyes were glittering hungrily
in the semi-darkness.

Hearing
Spike's growled affirmative, Angel spread his buttocks, carefully
sliding into the younger vampire's waiting body. Impatient as ever
Spike forcefully thrust down against the intrusion, relishing the
slightly painful burn that action caused.
His face shifting into his demonic visage, Angel set a punishing
pace, pounding into the cool and tight channel surrounding his cock.
Capturing Spike's mouth again, he firmly squeezed the younger
vampire's buttocks, leaving finger-shaped bruises behind.

Spike was
close to coming as Angel hit his prostate with unerring precision.
The both of them had given up on coherent speech, filling the small
room with animalistic moans and growls. When the younger vampire felt
Angel's teeth sink into his neck once again, shudders started
wracking his body. Shooting his cool cum over Angel's belly, he sunk
his own teeth into the older vampire's neck.

The muscles
of Spike's ass contacted around Angel's cock, milking his climax from
his body. Trying to catch unnecessary breath, both vampires leaned
back against the wall. Withdrawing from Spike's body, Angel placed a
last kiss on his lips, before sinking to his knees and quickly
cleaning the younger vampire up with his tongue. Having finished his
task, Angel got up to get dressed, while Spike still rested against
the wall.

“Didn't know you
still had it in you, Angelus.”

“Spike. Get dressed
and shut up.”

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Having
gotten their ruffled appearances settled once again, the two
vampire's returned to the crew. Angel picked up a bock, randomly
flipping through the pages, pretending to read and trying to ignore
Spike's insistent nagging.

“Come on. When am I
gonna get a turn?”

“What about never.”

Damn it.
Still guarding his ass with more ferocity, than a medieval
maiden did her virginity. Well, if he couldn't get another fuck, he
had to at least needle the older vampire a little bit.

“I'm playing nice
with the anchovies, like you asked. At least let me have a go at the
wheel.”

“Pipe down. I'm
trying to work.”

“Oh, 'Pipe down'.
That official sailor talk, is it. Well, ahoy, matey. You could just
swap my deck.”

Angel could
almost hear the 'Again', Spike had refrained from putting at the end
of the sentence. Why was it again that he didn't kill the younger
vampire? Sighing inside he didn't answer his own question, but
answered Spike instead.

“Spike.”

“Captain.”

“What?”

“I wanna be called
'Captain'.”

The End