Reflections

Reflections

Spike and Angel strolled hand in hand through the deserted cemetery. The silvery light of the full moon shone brightly, lighting the surroundings for the lovers as they leisurely made their way among the gravestones and crypts. Spike loved to walk in the moonlight. Sometimes it was so bright, it brought back memories of walking in the sunshine and he liked that.

They made an odd couple, to be sure. Spike was the smaller of the two. Wiry and compact, he was well muscled and strong. Angel, on the other hand, was tall and thick and despite his bulk, was agile and powerful.

"Beautiful night, eh pet?" Spike smiled as he brought Angel's hand to his lips and gave it a light kiss.

"Every night is beautiful when I'm with you, Sire," Angel said lovingly.

'Sire'. Spike liked that word. He was a Master vampire who had been alone for centuries, and finally, he was ready for a Childe.

Angel was his Childe.

Spike had lusted after Angel ever since he had met him several years ago in Sunnydale but he had left in frustration when his advances seemed to be lost on the big demon hunter. Spike had never expected to see him again when he left town, at least not until the vampire had caught Angel stalking him at a punk rock concert. Nevertheless, here was Angel, by his side, bound to him by blood.

They meandered over to a calm reflecting pool surrounded by marble benches that complimented the serene beauty of the place. Spike sat down on the edge of one of them and looked into the water, even though he knew he would cast no reflection. He put his hand into the cool liquid and sighed wistfully, letting his fingers make small ripples, following them with his eyes as they disappeared.

"'aven't seen meself in centuries, know that, pet? Would be nice once in a while, yeah? Ya know... to see your reflection. Miss that sometimes, I do."

"You're beautiful, Sire." Angel assured Spike and he meant it.

Spike smiled sweetly at Angel. "C'mere, luv. Don't need to lie, then."

"I'm not." Angel said with a hurt look in his eyes, then moved in front of Spike to kneel at his feet.

"Luv," Spike began to protest as Angel put his hands on his sire's knees and gently pried his legs apart.

"No, don't have to," Spike said softly as he tried to ease Angel's hands away. He didn't want his childe to feel that he needed to apologize for anything with sex.

"I want to," Angel insisted as he slid his hands up Spike's thighs, ghosting his fingers over the growing denim-clad bulge at Spike's crotch.

The blond vampire couldn't help a slight buck of his hips at the thought of Angel's sweet mouth on his cock, the vision making him grow even harder.

"Jeezus, pet!" Spike gasped.

Angel smiled lovingly at Spike from under dark lashes and pushed him gently against the bench. He slowly ran his hands up Spike's legs, pushing the small vampire's limbs out wide so he could slide between them effortlessly. When his larger body pushed against Spike's balls as he leaned in to capture his Sire's mouth in a hard kiss, Spike groaned softly.

Spike took Angel's face in his hands and returned his kisses, kiss for kiss, enveloping himself tightly around his childe's body as their hardened cocks strained painfully against the front of their jeans. The two vampires reveled in the touch and scent of each other, breathing in the musk and smell of their arousal, the promise of sex heavy in the air.

Angel stretched up to kiss his way down Spike's neck, teasing the soft skin with nips and licks while Spike kissed and ran his tongue over the claim mark on Angel's shoulder. The scar was just forming over his skin, the wound still too new and pink.

Angel shivered and stilled for a moment, then pulled away from Spike despite his protests and groans. Spike began to purr, though, when Angel ran his hands over his shoulders, down his arms and under his tee shirt; the feel of Angel's hands on his skin was electrifying. Spike loved what Angel was doing and hurriedly pulled off his shirt for him.

Angel wasted no time and ran his hands over Spike's bare, hairless chest, leaning in to caress the pale, marble skin with his tongue, tracing the muscles that involuntarily flexed when he licked them. He teased Spike's nipples, worrying one until it hardened, then sucked and bit at it gently as he played with the other. He did the same to the other nipple, making the blond moan and arch his back into him. Spike fisted his hands in Angel's hair, pulling him closer, urging him to continue.

Encouraged by Spike's sounds of pleasure, Angel moved his hands to the button on Spike's jeans. He turned his head to watch his sire's reaction as he undid the button and slowly, sensually, dragged the zipper open with his teeth.

Spike hissed as he watched Angel slide his hand into his jeans to grasp his aching cock, then massaging the swollen flesh gently before pulling it free from its restraints. Spike closed his eyes and growled softly with hunger.

Without hesitation, and with a look from his almost black, lust filled eyes, Angel lowered his head to give Spike's shaft a long, lazy lick before swallowing him whole.

"Ohh, fuck!" Spike gasped out as he tried to control his urge to grab Angel's head and fuck the living daylights out of his mouth.

His Sire's response gave Angel the encouragement he needed to continue. His willing mouth pulled on Spike's shaft, slowly at first, but soon his enthusiasm had him rhythmically bobbing up and down on it as Spike groaned his approval. When Angel moved one hand to release and cup the blond's balls and roll them in his fingers, it didn't take long to bring Spike closer to the edge.

When Spike was almost ready to come, he gently lifted Angel's head and pulled his cock away from his mouth. Angel whimpered in protest, unhappy that Spike would not allow him to suck him to completion.

"My turn, luv," Spike grinned evilly as he left the bench to kneel down in front of Angel.

Angel watched intently as Spike unceremoniously unzipped the fly on his jeans and reached his hand in to grasp his rock hard and leaking cock. The big vampire closed his eyes and hissed at his sire's touch, going weak in the knees, swaying slightly before Spike steadied him. Angel was still unaccustomed to Spike's no nonsense lovemaking, and it made him shiver in anticipation.

Spike knew Angel was seriously on the edge and would not last long. He would not deny his childe by teasing him and making him wait. Spike pulled Angel's cock out of his jeans and squeezed it gently before beginning a pace that would make it good for him. Angel moaned softly as he felt the inevitable tingle in his balls before he was ready to come and his fangs extended.

"Touch me, Childe," Spike whispered huskily as he stood up and kissed Angel hard.

Angel reached for Spike's jerking and oozing cock, only able to give it a few short strokes before Spike extended his fangs and bit into the claim mark on his shoulder.

The blond vampire took a few mouthfuls of his childe's blood while he spilt himself with a quiet gasp. Then, he pressed Angel's head to his throat, urging him to drink, making sure that Angel took enough blood to make himself come.

"Sire..." Angel sobbed softly as he spikked, his body shuddering against the smaller one in his arms.

"Sshh... 's alright, luv," Spike soothed Angel, hugging him tightly, tenderly.

Sex with Spike was the most beautiful thing that Angel had ever experienced with anyone and now that he was a vampire, and Spike's childe, he liked it even more. But, he had so much to learn that frustration at not pleasing his sire made him tear up uncontrollably, and at the most inappropriate times.

Spike was touched by Angel's sweetness and innocence but he was especially touched when his childe was overwhelmed with emotion. He knew Angel had much to learn and he would enjoy teaching him about the way of the blood. Eventually, Spike hoped that Angel would be a Master in his own right, standing and fighting proudly at his side throughout eternity.

Spike gently lifted Angel's chin to look deeply into his tear filled, soulful eyes and was taken aback at what he saw. For an amazing split second in the fabric of time, the Fates had allowed Spike to see himself reflected back. Platinum blond hair perfectly coiffed, strong, square jaw and dazzling azure eyes staring back at him. Spike ran a hand lightly through his hair, liking what he saw and smiled.

Although Angel never quite understood how the universe worked, he did know what was happening. Thanking any diety that would listen for Spike's wonderful gift, Angel couldn't help but smile back.


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