Two
folder
BtVS AU/AR › Slash - Male/Male › Angel(us)/Spike(William)
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
1,197
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Category:
BtVS AU/AR › Slash - Male/Male › Angel(us)/Spike(William)
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
1,197
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer (BtVS), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Two
Author: Dayrunner
Email: Dayrunner145@yahoo.com
Fandom: BtVS - AU
Genre: Slash m/m
Pairing: Spangel - AU
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Angel and Spike remember old friends.
Disclaimer: I own nothing and make no money from
BtVS or it’s entities. This is for entertainment only.
Warnings: Not cannon, character deaths, angst, m/m sex
Feedback always welcomed.
For Mistress Eve’s Spangel_lovers yahoo group first anniversary.
Words: 961
TWO
Spike’s fingernails dug deeper into the granite of the gravestone as he braced himself, getting ready to cum. Angel had pulled the smaller vampire’s jeans down around his knees and was spooned tightly behind him, jerking him off roughly. With three short strokes on his cock from Angel, Spike groaned quietly as he spurted into his Sire’s hand.
Had it been two years already? Spike and Angel had never really kept track of time, being immortal vampires, but they felt obligated to return and remember the sacrifices that their good friends and comrades in arms had made exactly two years ago on this very night. The final battle to save the world, once again unbeknownst to all but a select few, had been fought.
The two vampires remembered fondly and with sadness, Xander, the silly human who had turned into a gallant knight when the chips were down. There was Willow, the shy Wiccan whose powers were formidable, but not enough to save herself when she had the chance. Dawn, the ‘Bit’ as Spike had lovingly called her, fought proudly by his side along with the other slayers, but he couldn’t save her and would never forgive himself.
And then there was Buffy. Both Angel and Spike had loved her at different times and were left broken and bleeding in her wake. It was only their sense of duty, being ensouled vampires, that had made them stand with her on that fateful night.
Buffy was the Chosen One, the one who would save the world, and she had accepted her fate with dignity. It was a given that when the last of the Scoobies, the two ensouled vampires, and the newly trained slayers met their enemy on the field of battle, the chances of all surviving were nil. They would save the world, or all would die trying.
So, here were Spike and Angel, two years later, obviously spared a grisly death. Angel unzipped his jeans and groaned softly as his heavy cock fell free. He hurriedly slicked his swollen flesh with the remnants of Spike’s spend, then coated Spike’s entrance with what remained before he bent the smaller vampire over the grave marker and pushed in.
Spike cursed loudly when Angel grabbed the back of his neck and bent him over the cold stone, but his curses soon turned into moans of pleasure after Angel had entered him and began to fuck him hard. Each thrust of Angel’s big cock into him lifted Spike up onto his toes, making him push back harder on the down thrust to take in every inch.
Angel panted needlessly as he fucked his Childe hard and fast. He needed to be in Spike, to feel him writhe against him and hear him moan in pleasure at his hands. He needed Spike more tonight than he had ever needed anything and he couldn’t get enough. The big vampire bucked a few more times into his Childe and came so hard, his head began to spin and he moaned as his legs buckled.
Spike groaned in ecstacy as he worked his cock while Angel fucked him. He needed this unbridled joining as much as his Sire did, some unknown force gripping the two demons, compelling them to dance to the blood song playing in their veins. As soon as Angel rammed into him one last time and filled his bowels with his cool cum, Spike had his second orgasm, shooting ropes of cum onto the granite stone he lay over.
When he had spent, Angel crumpled to the ground, dragging Spike down with him. The smaller vampire growled and spun around to sit on his Sire’s chest. Spike changed into game face and bared his teeth at Angel.
Angel felt Spike’s need for comfort through their blood link, and he, too, snarled and let his demon come to the fore. He grabbed a handful of Spike’s platinum hair and roughly pulled him down, sinking his fangs hard into his childer’s claim mark.
Spike roared his approval and pressed his canines into his Sire’s throat, both vampires exchanging blood and comfort for several long minutes.
“Love you, Sire,” Spike murmured softly into Angel’s ear.
“I love you, Childe,” Angel whispered against Spike’s throat. “More than you’ll ever know...”
“I know, Angel,” Spike said quietly as he raised his head to look into his Sire’s amber eyes.
Angel nodded. The two vampires shook off their game face, got up and tucked themselves back into their jeans. Angel threw his arm around Spike’s shoulders and Spike wrapped his arm around Angel’s waist.
“Will we ever come back?” Spike asked, a touch of melancholy in his voice.
“I doubt it, Will...” Angel answered truthfully. “There’s nothing left for us here... we have to move on.”
The two vampires didn’t look back as they walked past the gravestones of their friends. They had left two red roses on each marker, one from Angel and one from Spike, in remembrance.
Except for one...
There were two red roses left on the stone for the slayer, beneath the words that said:
Buffy Summers
Departed this mortal coil 2/14/04
Loving Daughter
Good Friend
Loved by Angel and Spike Aurelius
And, if you looked closely enough, you could just make out the imprints of two sets of lips where Angel and Spike had left her one last kiss.
~ Fin ~
Email: Dayrunner145@yahoo.com
Fandom: BtVS - AU
Genre: Slash m/m
Pairing: Spangel - AU
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Angel and Spike remember old friends.
Disclaimer: I own nothing and make no money from
BtVS or it’s entities. This is for entertainment only.
Warnings: Not cannon, character deaths, angst, m/m sex
Feedback always welcomed.
For Mistress Eve’s Spangel_lovers yahoo group first anniversary.
Words: 961
TWO
Spike’s fingernails dug deeper into the granite of the gravestone as he braced himself, getting ready to cum. Angel had pulled the smaller vampire’s jeans down around his knees and was spooned tightly behind him, jerking him off roughly. With three short strokes on his cock from Angel, Spike groaned quietly as he spurted into his Sire’s hand.
Had it been two years already? Spike and Angel had never really kept track of time, being immortal vampires, but they felt obligated to return and remember the sacrifices that their good friends and comrades in arms had made exactly two years ago on this very night. The final battle to save the world, once again unbeknownst to all but a select few, had been fought.
The two vampires remembered fondly and with sadness, Xander, the silly human who had turned into a gallant knight when the chips were down. There was Willow, the shy Wiccan whose powers were formidable, but not enough to save herself when she had the chance. Dawn, the ‘Bit’ as Spike had lovingly called her, fought proudly by his side along with the other slayers, but he couldn’t save her and would never forgive himself.
And then there was Buffy. Both Angel and Spike had loved her at different times and were left broken and bleeding in her wake. It was only their sense of duty, being ensouled vampires, that had made them stand with her on that fateful night.
Buffy was the Chosen One, the one who would save the world, and she had accepted her fate with dignity. It was a given that when the last of the Scoobies, the two ensouled vampires, and the newly trained slayers met their enemy on the field of battle, the chances of all surviving were nil. They would save the world, or all would die trying.
So, here were Spike and Angel, two years later, obviously spared a grisly death. Angel unzipped his jeans and groaned softly as his heavy cock fell free. He hurriedly slicked his swollen flesh with the remnants of Spike’s spend, then coated Spike’s entrance with what remained before he bent the smaller vampire over the grave marker and pushed in.
Spike cursed loudly when Angel grabbed the back of his neck and bent him over the cold stone, but his curses soon turned into moans of pleasure after Angel had entered him and began to fuck him hard. Each thrust of Angel’s big cock into him lifted Spike up onto his toes, making him push back harder on the down thrust to take in every inch.
Angel panted needlessly as he fucked his Childe hard and fast. He needed to be in Spike, to feel him writhe against him and hear him moan in pleasure at his hands. He needed Spike more tonight than he had ever needed anything and he couldn’t get enough. The big vampire bucked a few more times into his Childe and came so hard, his head began to spin and he moaned as his legs buckled.
Spike groaned in ecstacy as he worked his cock while Angel fucked him. He needed this unbridled joining as much as his Sire did, some unknown force gripping the two demons, compelling them to dance to the blood song playing in their veins. As soon as Angel rammed into him one last time and filled his bowels with his cool cum, Spike had his second orgasm, shooting ropes of cum onto the granite stone he lay over.
When he had spent, Angel crumpled to the ground, dragging Spike down with him. The smaller vampire growled and spun around to sit on his Sire’s chest. Spike changed into game face and bared his teeth at Angel.
Angel felt Spike’s need for comfort through their blood link, and he, too, snarled and let his demon come to the fore. He grabbed a handful of Spike’s platinum hair and roughly pulled him down, sinking his fangs hard into his childer’s claim mark.
Spike roared his approval and pressed his canines into his Sire’s throat, both vampires exchanging blood and comfort for several long minutes.
“Love you, Sire,” Spike murmured softly into Angel’s ear.
“I love you, Childe,” Angel whispered against Spike’s throat. “More than you’ll ever know...”
“I know, Angel,” Spike said quietly as he raised his head to look into his Sire’s amber eyes.
Angel nodded. The two vampires shook off their game face, got up and tucked themselves back into their jeans. Angel threw his arm around Spike’s shoulders and Spike wrapped his arm around Angel’s waist.
“Will we ever come back?” Spike asked, a touch of melancholy in his voice.
“I doubt it, Will...” Angel answered truthfully. “There’s nothing left for us here... we have to move on.”
The two vampires didn’t look back as they walked past the gravestones of their friends. They had left two red roses on each marker, one from Angel and one from Spike, in remembrance.
Except for one...
There were two red roses left on the stone for the slayer, beneath the words that said:
Buffy Summers
Departed this mortal coil 2/14/04
Loving Daughter
Good Friend
Loved by Angel and Spike Aurelius
And, if you looked closely enough, you could just make out the imprints of two sets of lips where Angel and Spike had left her one last kiss.
~ Fin ~