OOC: LOG: 'The financial power of William Pratt's poetry'
Who: Angel ihaveasoul, Spike ihaveasoultoo and Lorne happybeinggreen The disembodied screaming of Xander Harris eyesocketparty
When: When the 10yl disaster struck, before, during and after this
Where: Dinew
What: Two confused vampires and a confused demon finding themselves in the wrong time period.
Why: For the luz. NC17 because, well, Spike and Angel.
Angel yawned and stretched, before snuggling happily into the body next to him, slowly coming back around. He opened his eyes, taking in the room, before blinking, sitting up. ".....Um"
The blond beside him sighed softly burying into him happily
Angel frowned, before shaking him gently. "Spike"
"Mmmm?" He asked before waking "Waisit?" He mumbled sleepily.
"Did you redecorate while I was sleeping?", he asked, glancing around.
"Yeah fine whatever." He mumbled before opening his eyes and looking around.
Angel blinked. "You did?", he asked, gesturing around, "...Feeling nostalgic?"
"No course I bloody didn't I was with you all n...who did do this?"
“Well, you just said 'yeah, whatever'", said Angel, then frowned, "I don't know, that's why I asked you"
He frowned, "Looks like Caritas." He replied amused. "Look even down to the cracks."
Angel looked up, then blinked. "Okay....something weird is going on here", he said frowning, "....Did Lorne kidnap us?"
He sighed and pushed himself out of bed with a sigh stretching before wlaking to the window. "Looks like London."
"Then yes, yes he did", Angel frowned, "I told him, when she starts giving birth, I'm planning on being on the other side of the planet. I'm not helping him deal with her". He frowned, moving to stand beside him. "What happened to the new sign?"
He frowned, "It's not there, its like we stepped into the past, I'm sure he’s redecorated these rooms since then." He walked to the hall. "Lorne!"
Angel followed Spike out, then paused. "Spike?", he asked, "Why were we in our old room when that's where Lorne and Fred sleep?"
Spike blinked before shrugging, "I don't remember breaking the bed again."
"Why are we in London AT ALL?", Angel muttered. "LORNE?! Where the hell are you?"
There was a THUD followed by an 'ow' in one room, before the demon opened the door, blinking in confusion. "....Okay, did I make her mad or something, because I'm not in my own bed and....", he paused, "Why are you two here and DEAR GOD SPIKE, PUT SOME CLOTHES ON!"
Spike rolled his eyes finding his jeans. "WE wanna know why we're here."
"I don't know", said Lorne, "And why are you in my bedroom?".
Angel eyed the demon carefully. "You didn't bring us here?"
"After how long it took me to get you to find a place of your own to destroy?", Lorne snorted, "Not likely"
Spike frowned, "Well something happened." He replied tucking himself in and zipping up. "Portal of some sort?"
"Not that I know of", said Lorne, then blinked, ".....Unless she had one of her funny turns again"
"You mean her mood swings of death?", asked Angel flatly, before shaking his head, "Nah, I don't even think Fre..Illyri..whatever the hell she's calling herself nowadays would manage a portal"
Spike sighed before groaning, "Damnit I was supposed to call my publisher today."
"I'm sure you can do it form here", Angel offered him a small smile.
He sighed "Yeah." He replied sitting on the bed and grabbing the phone dialling the number.
Lorne frowned, glancing around. "I'm gonna go....find where she is", he said, before pausing, picking up a pillow, and nodding, "She's gotta be around here somewhere"
"Good luck", chuckled Angel watching the demon head off in search of his mate, before glancing over at Spike.
Spike frowned taping his fingers in against the wall before talking, "What do you mean he's never heard of me?"
Angel blinked at Spike, then frowned, confused.
"I was the poet laureate in 2017! What...what are you talking...Argh." He exclaimed throwing the phone down. "She hung up!"
Angel winced, putting a hand on either of Spike's arms standing behind him, rocking him gently. "Deep, calming breaths", he murmured into his ear, "How can she not have heard of you?"
He scowled, "I ...I dunno she said that she's not got any time for crank calls and slammed the phone down." He complained leaning back .
Angel purred softly at him to calm him down. "Maybe it's a new girl?"
He grumbled "Maybe, but still everyone bloody well knows who I am, I've made that publishing house millions."
"We can go threaten them with sharp, pointy things later if you like", Angel offered with a smile.
"We'd better." He replied. "Is there any point phoning again?"
"Let them stew", Angel nuzzled him, "You can get a new publisher"
He nodded with a sigh before smiling a little threading his fingers through his hair. "Mmmmm it would serve the right."
"It would", Angel nuzzled him softly, "They'd JUMP at the chance of getting you"
He smiled turning his head to kiss him far more confident than he'd ever been. "Mmm the world trembles under the financial power of William Pratt's poetry.”
"Of course it does", Angel chuckled, returning the kiss, pulling him in.
He moaned happily, "Mmmm you know I have to go on that book signing tour next week. I don't know how I’m going to cope." He groaned into his mouth.
"Oh no", Angel chuckled into his husband's mouth, "No sex for you"
"Nope...none whatsoever ...mmmm Liam, you'll have to call me every night."
"I will", he smiled, nuzzling him gently, "I promise"
He smiled kissing him as he turned in his arms to face him. "You know they keep wanting to know who the poems are about."
"Hmmm, do they, now?", Angel chuckled, kissing him slowly.
"Mmm I'm so tempted just to name the next book Liam O'Connor." He breathed with a long languid kiss.
Angel purred into it. "But then you lose the air of mystery"
"I don't care, I wanna shout your name from the sodding rooftops." He breathed into his mouth.
"Then technically shouldn't it be Liam Pratt?", he teased, kissing him deeply.
"Have to keep some mystery." He whispered his hands sliding up his arms.
"Ahhh, I see", Angel chuckled, his hands resting on his waist.
He smiled, "Maybe have a picture of us naked on the cover." He replied wriggling his brows with a grin.
Angel laughed, pulling him in. "They’d forget to read the poems"
"So?" He whispered running his hands down Angel's chest.
"Hmmm, I thought you wanted them to read the poems", he purred, his hands moving to Spike's rear.
"They can do that too." He whispered leaning up against him, unzipping his jeans and shoving Angel's hands into the back of his pants.
Angel chuckled low, squeezing Spike's rear. "We don't even live here anymore"
“That's never stopped us before."
"Good point", Angel grinned, pulling him in close.
He smiled jumping up wrapping his legs around him as he shoved his tongue down his throat.
Angel laughed throatily, his hands supporting his rear as he returned the kiss, all teeth and tongues as he stumbled back to the bedroom.
Spike groaned into the kiss his hands grasping him, "Mmmm you know what I’m like when I miss my good morning shag." He breathed
"Yeah, you're impossible", Angel chuckled throatily, kissing him ravenously, kicking the door shut behind them, then leaning against it.
Spike groaned moving his head down to Angel's neck. "Mmmm but you always know how to tame me sire." He teased playfully.
Angel purred arching his neck for him. "Of course"
He suckled on his skin his hands tangling in his hair as he ground against him.
Angel growled possessively, stumbling back to the bed, dropping Spike on it and climbing on top of him.
He growled softly landing with an oomph the bed bouncing as his eyes flicked up at him challengingly, his open jeans saucily halfway down his hips.
Angel growled at the challenged, leaning in to mouth at his neck, his hands dragging his husband's jeans down lower.
Spike moved his hips helping him pull them off as he ducked his head trying to hide his neck from him.
"Heeeey", Angel laughed, moving his own head, trying to catch the younger vampire off guard as one hand moved to give him a long stroke.
He gasped his neck arching instinctively before he tried to hide it again.
Angel gave his mark a quick nip with blunt teeth as his thumb skirted the tip of Spike's member.
"Bloody hell." He whispered his hips jerking up.
Angel smirked, suckling at the mark, his hand pumping torturously slowly.
The blonde’s toes curled as he tried to pull away.
Angel chuckled before releasing him with a chuckle. "I can stop"
He stared at him wide eyed and whimpering, "Don't you dare."
Angel laughed, leaning in to worry his neck again, his hands brushing along his chest. "Then stop wriggling"
He groaned before lying still obediently. "I hate you," he breathed
"No you don't", he smiled, giving him a deep kiss
He sighed leaning up and kissing him back " I could do.."
"You could do?", he asked against his lips, grinding his boxered hips down on him.
"Maybe." He replied pulling down Angel’s boxers.
"Maybe?", Angel asked, arching his hips to help him, "Maybe you can hate me?"
"Probably not." He breathed arching his hips up plaintively.
"Make up your mind, William", he chuckled, his head dipping down, kissing along his chest.
He sighed writhing beneath him, "I can be contrary if I want to." He whispered softly.
"You usually are", Angel chuckled, taking him in his mouth.
He nodded before gasping groaning as he arched up suddenly his fingers in Angel's hair. "Oh Liam.."
Angel purred low, taking him in deeper, vibrating him in his throat.
He groaned "Oh bugger it." He cursed biting his lip as he thrusted up.
Angel laughed around him, sucking happily, his hands running along his sides.
He groaned the vampire reaching his arms up and grasping the headboard in delight
Angel ran his teeth along his length his hands pawing at the soft flesh of his thighs.
"Damnit Liam please." He whispered his heels digging into Liam's back.
Liam released him, moving up to kiss in deeply, his fingers slipping inside, stretching him slowly.
"Bout bloody time." He whispered into the kiss his kiss all tongue and teeth.
Angel growled into it, returning it deeply, his fingers pushing and stretching at him.
He groaned purring ravenously his legs wrapping around him.
Angel grinned, removing his fingers, before sliding into his lover with a grunt.
He sighed softly his body arched off the bed before collapsing taking him in deeper.
Angel growled softly kissing his throat as he pushed hilt-deep, giving a soft gasp.
He groaned his heels digging in hard as he arched his throat with a low primal groan.
The elder vampire bit down on his childe's throat, starting to rock deeply in him.
HE hissed softly his hips pushing back as the bed strained against their actions.
Angel purred against his skin, speeding up his movements, slamming his lover down on the mattress.
The blond cried out almost bent double as he was slammed down, the bed bouncing on the floor as he swore low and dirty with each powerful grunt> His neck open and vulnerable for him.
Angel snarled, biting down harder, blood spilling into his mouth as he hammered into him.
He roared morphing the bars of the headboard bending under his tight grasp as he bent his head searching for his scar as he body was so roughly used.
Angel shifted his neck slightly, giving him access as he pushed into him, the crack in the ceiling growing.
Spike groaned his teeth driving into Angel's neck drinking him crying into his skin as the rush poured through his veins.
Angel snarled, before striking deep, releasing into him with a shudder.
Spike arched up crying out into his throat drinking him down as he released between them.
Angel gasped softly as he came back to earth, licking at his partners throat happily.
Spike sighed arching his neck for him as he healed Angel's before sighing happily as a large lump of plaster landed on Angel's head
"OW!", Angel yelped, ducking his head, "That hurt!"
Spike laughed helplessly his thighs loosening around him as he giggled
Angel grumbled, sliding out of him, trying to get bits of plaster out of his hair. "Forgot about this room"
Spike groaned lying back sated watching him giddily. "I love this room."
Angel chuckled, looking around. "Nice memories of it", he said, "We had a lot of fun in this room"
Spike smiled cuddling him, "A lot of drama too..."
"Hmm lots and lots", Angel nuzzled him gently, "New place is nice too, at least we can have sex wherever we want there"
He smiled, "Without being banned from places." He whispered.
"Hmmm", Angel chuckled, "That's good too.....I hope someone's fed the..." There was a woof from the corner as two puppies gambolled about. "....Okay, why are the dogs puppies?"
Spike pushed himself up on his hands before looking at them confused, "Ummm different puppies?"
"No...they're Chompers and Slugger", Angel frowned, then yelped as a kitten jumped on him, "And Mr. Boots is a kitten!"
He blinked, "Well...I don't bloody know." He whispered trying to keep the kitten away from his privates.
Angel pet Mr. Boots thoughtfully. "...Hmm. Something definately isn't right. The air smells a bit....different too"
He looked at him confused, "Not just cos we're in London?"
"No", Angel frowned, "It smells....old...like the past"
He frowned softly moving and grabbing his jeans. "lets go have a look.
Angel sighed, putting the kitten aside and getting dressed.
Spike pulled on his t shirt and his boots before slipping out of the bedroom.
Angel followed him, listening to the hysterical screaming from one room. "Hm, sounds like Xander's having one of his panic attacks, hope Gwen didn't shock him again"
Spike rolled his eyes, "They're probably shagging." He complained
Angel pulled his face. "I didn't need to know that", he said, starting for the living room, "....Okay, now something is definitely up"
"Wait is that my Wii...I haven't seen that in years!"
Angel blinked. "Spike.....something's really wrong here"
He frowned softly, "You can say that again. " he murmured looking around and switching on the tv.
Angel squinted at it. "What? That's not right"
"2008...how the bloody hell did we manage this?"
Angel shook his head. "I don't know.....it explains a lot but...", he frowned, "How the hell?"
"Red?"
"Nah", Angel shook his head, "Not even she'd manage something this....", he frowned, pulling out his laptop, starting it up, "Maybe someone on Brawl knows"
"Maybe...you'll have to remember your password." He teased sliding his arms around him as he looked over his shoulder
"I happen to have a very good memory, thank you", smirked Angel, tilting his head to nip at Spike's jaw as he logged in, "....Oh"
"What?" He asked before reading.
"It's happening everywhere", he said, pointing at the screen, "....I bet it's that damn fish"
He rolled his eyes, ""What is it with us and damn psychic fish?" He complained.
"I know", Angel smirked, "We should find George and get him to beat Bob up"
Spike chuckled, "So how'd we get back?"
"I haven't got a clue", Angel frowned, "Maybe it'll....go away?"
He raised a brow, "Has it ever just 'gone away?”
"Well.....no", Angel admitted, "Except those times we were puppets. That went away"
"We had to fight to get it taken away."
"Well....yeah", Angel considered, "Brawl disasters though...remember them? They went away. It could be like that?"
"Maybe...its bloody annoying though I have stuff to do."
"I know, Love", Angel kissed his jaw, "We'll get back soon"
He sighed kissing the top of his head. "Promise?"
"I promise", Angel nuzzled him lovingly.
HE smiled burrowing into him, "You better get me a bath full of blood and chicken wings when we get back if its not."
"Oh, I will", Angel pulled him in close, "You can stew and gorge to your heart's content"
He grinned, "Sex too though." H e murmured. "Lots of it."
"Oh, who would I be to deny you sex?", Angel laughing, nipping his jaw.
"Exactly, I'm too irresistible."
"Always", Angel smiled at him fondly.
He grinned puling his head down, Even after ten years he worshipped his kissable lips.
Angel leaned in, kissing him deeply, his fingers trailing through Spike's hair.
Spike smiled kissing him back his head leaning into it.
Angel pulled him in close, as adoringly as ever. "Love you", he mumbled against his lips.
"Love you too." He whispered with a smile cuddling him close playing with his hair.
Angel chuckled, breathing him in, before kissing along his jaw bone tenderly.
He sighed happily, "Mmm what else do you think we did in 2008, I don't remember much." He whispered dragging his fingers through his hair.
Angel considered. "Um...", he chuckled, "We had our first wedding anniversary"
"Oh yeah...I remember that...our wedding was bloody perfect."
"It was", Angel smiled, giving him a languid kiss, "Best night of my life"
He groaned his tongue playing with Angel's "My old house..."
Angel purred into the kiss. "That suit you wore..."
He sighed softly, "Wanted to look good.."
"You didn't", Angel said, kissing his ear, whispering into it, "Good didn't even come close to touching it. You looked incredible"
He grinned happily turning his head to kiss him. "Good, I wanted to."
Angel grinned, returning the kiss. "And once we got into the hotel it stayed on for about a three minutes"
HE grinned, "After you'd forgotten the tickets."
"Weeelll, yeah", Angel chuckled, "I WAS distracted"
He grinned, "MMm what was it, the seat? The waistcoat?"
"I think it was the gorgeous blond who'd just married me and was all over my lap", chuckled Angel ruefully.
He grinned, "Mmm who was that?"
"I believe that would be you", Angel laughed.
"Are you sure?" He asked teasing.
.
"Hmmm, letsee, English accent, horny as hell, I think it must have been", he grinned.
He laughed "Did I have a mug of blood in one hand and a chicken wing in the other?"
"At some point, I think so", Angel chuckled, nuzzling him affectionately.
He grinned arching his neck. "Mmmm That was a bloody perfect day." He murmured resting his head against Angel's with a smile. "What else did we have ten years ago?" He mused before looking around.
Angel played with his hair gently. "Hmmmm, fought and had a lot of sex?"
He laughed, "We sill do that now." He replied looking back at him.
"Hmm, we haven't changed much, then", Angel said, soft brown eyes watching him affectionately.
Spike smiled biting his nose. "Not really." He whispered before kissing him. "What say we try out that wine cellar for old times sake."
Angel scrunched up his face at the bite, before grinning. "We haven't done that for a long time, I fully endorse this idea"
Spike grinned jumping off his lap before grabbing his hand pulling him in close and purring into his skin. "Come on pet." HE whispered pulling at his ear. "Liam..." He whispered into his neck over the brand before pulling him out of the room the door slamming behind them.
When: When the 10yl disaster struck, before, during and after this
Where: Dinew
What: Two confused vampires and a confused demon finding themselves in the wrong time period.
Why: For the luz. NC17 because, well, Spike and Angel.
Angel yawned and stretched, before snuggling happily into the body next to him, slowly coming back around. He opened his eyes, taking in the room, before blinking, sitting up. ".....Um"
The blond beside him sighed softly burying into him happily
Angel frowned, before shaking him gently. "Spike"
"Mmmm?" He asked before waking "Waisit?" He mumbled sleepily.
"Did you redecorate while I was sleeping?", he asked, glancing around.
"Yeah fine whatever." He mumbled before opening his eyes and looking around.
Angel blinked. "You did?", he asked, gesturing around, "...Feeling nostalgic?"
"No course I bloody didn't I was with you all n...who did do this?"
“Well, you just said 'yeah, whatever'", said Angel, then frowned, "I don't know, that's why I asked you"
He frowned, "Looks like Caritas." He replied amused. "Look even down to the cracks."
Angel looked up, then blinked. "Okay....something weird is going on here", he said frowning, "....Did Lorne kidnap us?"
He sighed and pushed himself out of bed with a sigh stretching before wlaking to the window. "Looks like London."
"Then yes, yes he did", Angel frowned, "I told him, when she starts giving birth, I'm planning on being on the other side of the planet. I'm not helping him deal with her". He frowned, moving to stand beside him. "What happened to the new sign?"
He frowned, "It's not there, its like we stepped into the past, I'm sure he’s redecorated these rooms since then." He walked to the hall. "Lorne!"
Angel followed Spike out, then paused. "Spike?", he asked, "Why were we in our old room when that's where Lorne and Fred sleep?"
Spike blinked before shrugging, "I don't remember breaking the bed again."
"Why are we in London AT ALL?", Angel muttered. "LORNE?! Where the hell are you?"
There was a THUD followed by an 'ow' in one room, before the demon opened the door, blinking in confusion. "....Okay, did I make her mad or something, because I'm not in my own bed and....", he paused, "Why are you two here and DEAR GOD SPIKE, PUT SOME CLOTHES ON!"
Spike rolled his eyes finding his jeans. "WE wanna know why we're here."
"I don't know", said Lorne, "And why are you in my bedroom?".
Angel eyed the demon carefully. "You didn't bring us here?"
"After how long it took me to get you to find a place of your own to destroy?", Lorne snorted, "Not likely"
Spike frowned, "Well something happened." He replied tucking himself in and zipping up. "Portal of some sort?"
"Not that I know of", said Lorne, then blinked, ".....Unless she had one of her funny turns again"
"You mean her mood swings of death?", asked Angel flatly, before shaking his head, "Nah, I don't even think Fre..Illyri..whatever the hell she's calling herself nowadays would manage a portal"
Spike sighed before groaning, "Damnit I was supposed to call my publisher today."
"I'm sure you can do it form here", Angel offered him a small smile.
He sighed "Yeah." He replied sitting on the bed and grabbing the phone dialling the number.
Lorne frowned, glancing around. "I'm gonna go....find where she is", he said, before pausing, picking up a pillow, and nodding, "She's gotta be around here somewhere"
"Good luck", chuckled Angel watching the demon head off in search of his mate, before glancing over at Spike.
Spike frowned taping his fingers in against the wall before talking, "What do you mean he's never heard of me?"
Angel blinked at Spike, then frowned, confused.
"I was the poet laureate in 2017! What...what are you talking...Argh." He exclaimed throwing the phone down. "She hung up!"
Angel winced, putting a hand on either of Spike's arms standing behind him, rocking him gently. "Deep, calming breaths", he murmured into his ear, "How can she not have heard of you?"
He scowled, "I ...I dunno she said that she's not got any time for crank calls and slammed the phone down." He complained leaning back .
Angel purred softly at him to calm him down. "Maybe it's a new girl?"
He grumbled "Maybe, but still everyone bloody well knows who I am, I've made that publishing house millions."
"We can go threaten them with sharp, pointy things later if you like", Angel offered with a smile.
"We'd better." He replied. "Is there any point phoning again?"
"Let them stew", Angel nuzzled him, "You can get a new publisher"
He nodded with a sigh before smiling a little threading his fingers through his hair. "Mmmmm it would serve the right."
"It would", Angel nuzzled him softly, "They'd JUMP at the chance of getting you"
He smiled turning his head to kiss him far more confident than he'd ever been. "Mmm the world trembles under the financial power of William Pratt's poetry.”
"Of course it does", Angel chuckled, returning the kiss, pulling him in.
He moaned happily, "Mmmm you know I have to go on that book signing tour next week. I don't know how I’m going to cope." He groaned into his mouth.
"Oh no", Angel chuckled into his husband's mouth, "No sex for you"
"Nope...none whatsoever ...mmmm Liam, you'll have to call me every night."
"I will", he smiled, nuzzling him gently, "I promise"
He smiled kissing him as he turned in his arms to face him. "You know they keep wanting to know who the poems are about."
"Hmmm, do they, now?", Angel chuckled, kissing him slowly.
"Mmm I'm so tempted just to name the next book Liam O'Connor." He breathed with a long languid kiss.
Angel purred into it. "But then you lose the air of mystery"
"I don't care, I wanna shout your name from the sodding rooftops." He breathed into his mouth.
"Then technically shouldn't it be Liam Pratt?", he teased, kissing him deeply.
"Have to keep some mystery." He whispered his hands sliding up his arms.
"Ahhh, I see", Angel chuckled, his hands resting on his waist.
He smiled, "Maybe have a picture of us naked on the cover." He replied wriggling his brows with a grin.
Angel laughed, pulling him in. "They’d forget to read the poems"
"So?" He whispered running his hands down Angel's chest.
"Hmmm, I thought you wanted them to read the poems", he purred, his hands moving to Spike's rear.
"They can do that too." He whispered leaning up against him, unzipping his jeans and shoving Angel's hands into the back of his pants.
Angel chuckled low, squeezing Spike's rear. "We don't even live here anymore"
“That's never stopped us before."
"Good point", Angel grinned, pulling him in close.
He smiled jumping up wrapping his legs around him as he shoved his tongue down his throat.
Angel laughed throatily, his hands supporting his rear as he returned the kiss, all teeth and tongues as he stumbled back to the bedroom.
Spike groaned into the kiss his hands grasping him, "Mmmm you know what I’m like when I miss my good morning shag." He breathed
"Yeah, you're impossible", Angel chuckled throatily, kissing him ravenously, kicking the door shut behind them, then leaning against it.
Spike groaned moving his head down to Angel's neck. "Mmmm but you always know how to tame me sire." He teased playfully.
Angel purred arching his neck for him. "Of course"
He suckled on his skin his hands tangling in his hair as he ground against him.
Angel growled possessively, stumbling back to the bed, dropping Spike on it and climbing on top of him.
He growled softly landing with an oomph the bed bouncing as his eyes flicked up at him challengingly, his open jeans saucily halfway down his hips.
Angel growled at the challenged, leaning in to mouth at his neck, his hands dragging his husband's jeans down lower.
Spike moved his hips helping him pull them off as he ducked his head trying to hide his neck from him.
"Heeeey", Angel laughed, moving his own head, trying to catch the younger vampire off guard as one hand moved to give him a long stroke.
He gasped his neck arching instinctively before he tried to hide it again.
Angel gave his mark a quick nip with blunt teeth as his thumb skirted the tip of Spike's member.
"Bloody hell." He whispered his hips jerking up.
Angel smirked, suckling at the mark, his hand pumping torturously slowly.
The blonde’s toes curled as he tried to pull away.
Angel chuckled before releasing him with a chuckle. "I can stop"
He stared at him wide eyed and whimpering, "Don't you dare."
Angel laughed, leaning in to worry his neck again, his hands brushing along his chest. "Then stop wriggling"
He groaned before lying still obediently. "I hate you," he breathed
"No you don't", he smiled, giving him a deep kiss
He sighed leaning up and kissing him back " I could do.."
"You could do?", he asked against his lips, grinding his boxered hips down on him.
"Maybe." He replied pulling down Angel’s boxers.
"Maybe?", Angel asked, arching his hips to help him, "Maybe you can hate me?"
"Probably not." He breathed arching his hips up plaintively.
"Make up your mind, William", he chuckled, his head dipping down, kissing along his chest.
He sighed writhing beneath him, "I can be contrary if I want to." He whispered softly.
"You usually are", Angel chuckled, taking him in his mouth.
He nodded before gasping groaning as he arched up suddenly his fingers in Angel's hair. "Oh Liam.."
Angel purred low, taking him in deeper, vibrating him in his throat.
He groaned "Oh bugger it." He cursed biting his lip as he thrusted up.
Angel laughed around him, sucking happily, his hands running along his sides.
He groaned the vampire reaching his arms up and grasping the headboard in delight
Angel ran his teeth along his length his hands pawing at the soft flesh of his thighs.
"Damnit Liam please." He whispered his heels digging into Liam's back.
Liam released him, moving up to kiss in deeply, his fingers slipping inside, stretching him slowly.
"Bout bloody time." He whispered into the kiss his kiss all tongue and teeth.
Angel growled into it, returning it deeply, his fingers pushing and stretching at him.
He groaned purring ravenously his legs wrapping around him.
Angel grinned, removing his fingers, before sliding into his lover with a grunt.
He sighed softly his body arched off the bed before collapsing taking him in deeper.
Angel growled softly kissing his throat as he pushed hilt-deep, giving a soft gasp.
He groaned his heels digging in hard as he arched his throat with a low primal groan.
The elder vampire bit down on his childe's throat, starting to rock deeply in him.
HE hissed softly his hips pushing back as the bed strained against their actions.
Angel purred against his skin, speeding up his movements, slamming his lover down on the mattress.
The blond cried out almost bent double as he was slammed down, the bed bouncing on the floor as he swore low and dirty with each powerful grunt> His neck open and vulnerable for him.
Angel snarled, biting down harder, blood spilling into his mouth as he hammered into him.
He roared morphing the bars of the headboard bending under his tight grasp as he bent his head searching for his scar as he body was so roughly used.
Angel shifted his neck slightly, giving him access as he pushed into him, the crack in the ceiling growing.
Spike groaned his teeth driving into Angel's neck drinking him crying into his skin as the rush poured through his veins.
Angel snarled, before striking deep, releasing into him with a shudder.
Spike arched up crying out into his throat drinking him down as he released between them.
Angel gasped softly as he came back to earth, licking at his partners throat happily.
Spike sighed arching his neck for him as he healed Angel's before sighing happily as a large lump of plaster landed on Angel's head
"OW!", Angel yelped, ducking his head, "That hurt!"
Spike laughed helplessly his thighs loosening around him as he giggled
Angel grumbled, sliding out of him, trying to get bits of plaster out of his hair. "Forgot about this room"
Spike groaned lying back sated watching him giddily. "I love this room."
Angel chuckled, looking around. "Nice memories of it", he said, "We had a lot of fun in this room"
Spike smiled cuddling him, "A lot of drama too..."
"Hmm lots and lots", Angel nuzzled him gently, "New place is nice too, at least we can have sex wherever we want there"
He smiled, "Without being banned from places." He whispered.
"Hmmm", Angel chuckled, "That's good too.....I hope someone's fed the..." There was a woof from the corner as two puppies gambolled about. "....Okay, why are the dogs puppies?"
Spike pushed himself up on his hands before looking at them confused, "Ummm different puppies?"
"No...they're Chompers and Slugger", Angel frowned, then yelped as a kitten jumped on him, "And Mr. Boots is a kitten!"
He blinked, "Well...I don't bloody know." He whispered trying to keep the kitten away from his privates.
Angel pet Mr. Boots thoughtfully. "...Hmm. Something definately isn't right. The air smells a bit....different too"
He looked at him confused, "Not just cos we're in London?"
"No", Angel frowned, "It smells....old...like the past"
He frowned softly moving and grabbing his jeans. "lets go have a look.
Angel sighed, putting the kitten aside and getting dressed.
Spike pulled on his t shirt and his boots before slipping out of the bedroom.
Angel followed him, listening to the hysterical screaming from one room. "Hm, sounds like Xander's having one of his panic attacks, hope Gwen didn't shock him again"
Spike rolled his eyes, "They're probably shagging." He complained
Angel pulled his face. "I didn't need to know that", he said, starting for the living room, "....Okay, now something is definitely up"
"Wait is that my Wii...I haven't seen that in years!"
Angel blinked. "Spike.....something's really wrong here"
He frowned softly, "You can say that again. " he murmured looking around and switching on the tv.
Angel squinted at it. "What? That's not right"
"2008...how the bloody hell did we manage this?"
Angel shook his head. "I don't know.....it explains a lot but...", he frowned, "How the hell?"
"Red?"
"Nah", Angel shook his head, "Not even she'd manage something this....", he frowned, pulling out his laptop, starting it up, "Maybe someone on Brawl knows"
"Maybe...you'll have to remember your password." He teased sliding his arms around him as he looked over his shoulder
"I happen to have a very good memory, thank you", smirked Angel, tilting his head to nip at Spike's jaw as he logged in, "....Oh"
"What?" He asked before reading.
"It's happening everywhere", he said, pointing at the screen, "....I bet it's that damn fish"
He rolled his eyes, ""What is it with us and damn psychic fish?" He complained.
"I know", Angel smirked, "We should find George and get him to beat Bob up"
Spike chuckled, "So how'd we get back?"
"I haven't got a clue", Angel frowned, "Maybe it'll....go away?"
He raised a brow, "Has it ever just 'gone away?”
"Well.....no", Angel admitted, "Except those times we were puppets. That went away"
"We had to fight to get it taken away."
"Well....yeah", Angel considered, "Brawl disasters though...remember them? They went away. It could be like that?"
"Maybe...its bloody annoying though I have stuff to do."
"I know, Love", Angel kissed his jaw, "We'll get back soon"
He sighed kissing the top of his head. "Promise?"
"I promise", Angel nuzzled him lovingly.
HE smiled burrowing into him, "You better get me a bath full of blood and chicken wings when we get back if its not."
"Oh, I will", Angel pulled him in close, "You can stew and gorge to your heart's content"
He grinned, "Sex too though." H e murmured. "Lots of it."
"Oh, who would I be to deny you sex?", Angel laughing, nipping his jaw.
"Exactly, I'm too irresistible."
"Always", Angel smiled at him fondly.
He grinned puling his head down, Even after ten years he worshipped his kissable lips.
Angel leaned in, kissing him deeply, his fingers trailing through Spike's hair.
Spike smiled kissing him back his head leaning into it.
Angel pulled him in close, as adoringly as ever. "Love you", he mumbled against his lips.
"Love you too." He whispered with a smile cuddling him close playing with his hair.
Angel chuckled, breathing him in, before kissing along his jaw bone tenderly.
He sighed happily, "Mmm what else do you think we did in 2008, I don't remember much." He whispered dragging his fingers through his hair.
Angel considered. "Um...", he chuckled, "We had our first wedding anniversary"
"Oh yeah...I remember that...our wedding was bloody perfect."
"It was", Angel smiled, giving him a languid kiss, "Best night of my life"
He groaned his tongue playing with Angel's "My old house..."
Angel purred into the kiss. "That suit you wore..."
He sighed softly, "Wanted to look good.."
"You didn't", Angel said, kissing his ear, whispering into it, "Good didn't even come close to touching it. You looked incredible"
He grinned happily turning his head to kiss him. "Good, I wanted to."
Angel grinned, returning the kiss. "And once we got into the hotel it stayed on for about a three minutes"
HE grinned, "After you'd forgotten the tickets."
"Weeelll, yeah", Angel chuckled, "I WAS distracted"
He grinned, "MMm what was it, the seat? The waistcoat?"
"I think it was the gorgeous blond who'd just married me and was all over my lap", chuckled Angel ruefully.
He grinned, "Mmm who was that?"
"I believe that would be you", Angel laughed.
"Are you sure?" He asked teasing.
.
"Hmmm, letsee, English accent, horny as hell, I think it must have been", he grinned.
He laughed "Did I have a mug of blood in one hand and a chicken wing in the other?"
"At some point, I think so", Angel chuckled, nuzzling him affectionately.
He grinned arching his neck. "Mmmm That was a bloody perfect day." He murmured resting his head against Angel's with a smile. "What else did we have ten years ago?" He mused before looking around.
Angel played with his hair gently. "Hmmmm, fought and had a lot of sex?"
He laughed, "We sill do that now." He replied looking back at him.
"Hmm, we haven't changed much, then", Angel said, soft brown eyes watching him affectionately.
Spike smiled biting his nose. "Not really." He whispered before kissing him. "What say we try out that wine cellar for old times sake."
Angel scrunched up his face at the bite, before grinning. "We haven't done that for a long time, I fully endorse this idea"
Spike grinned jumping off his lap before grabbing his hand pulling him in close and purring into his skin. "Come on pet." HE whispered pulling at his ear. "Liam..." He whispered into his neck over the brand before pulling him out of the room the door slamming behind them.