Fic: Carmina Burana Ch. 3
TITLE: Carmina Burana (part 3)
AUTHOR: Mereneith
E-MAIL: mereneith@yahoo.com
RATING: NC-17
PAIRING: Angel(us)/Spike(William)
SUMMARY: Angel learns that a chipped and helpless Spike is currently being held by Giles and the Scoobies. He retrieves and reclaims his Childe and then takes him back to LA.
DISTRIBUTION: Anyone who wants to archive this can. Just let me know.
SPOILERS: Season 4 Buffy and minor spoilers for Angel seasons 1-5.
WARNINGS: Violent vampire sex, blood play, torture, etc. Lots and lots of smut.
DISCLAIMER: Angel, Spike and all other characters belong to Joss Whedon (such a lucky man). Also, the classical piece, Carmina Burana, belongs to Carl Orff. If you haven’t heard it, go listen to it. Its great!
THANKS: Thanks to my wonderful betas Buff, Helen, and Ika for all their help!
FEEDBACK: Constructive feedback loved and adored.
Part 3
Spike slowly woke to an empty bed. After revealing his new identity, or rather old identity, Angelus had lulled Spike to sleep with his purring. Spike, for the first time in 100 years, had felt that everything would truly be okay. His Sire was back. He would be protected, fed, and loved. Well, loved by vampire standards.
Spike was amazed that Angelus had not tried to fuck him as soon as he had returned, reclaiming his Childe from the soul. But, Spike figured that Angelus knew he was still healing from the poison and needed lots of rest and little strenuous activity. The younger vampire was under no illusions; Angelus would most likely give him a brutal reclaiming as soon as he was physically well enough to endure it. He just hoped that it wasn’t worse than what Angel had done to him.
Climbing from his Sire’s bed, Spike slowly made his was through the apartment, looking for the older vampire.
“Sire?” Spike called in a small, cautious voice as he quietly closed the bedroom door. He scanned the living room and found no sign of the older vampire.
“In here, Childe.” Angelus voice came from the kitchen.
The younger vampire made his way there and found his Sire sitting at the kitchen table, drinking a mug of blood and reading the newspaper. The older vampire was dressed in a pair of tight jeans and a blue, silk shirt that was unbuttoned revealing his sculpted chest. Spike walked a few paces into the room and then waited for his Sire to instruct him on what to do. This was Angelus now, and with Angelus there were always rules and punishments for breaking the rules. Spike didn’t want to begin the day by being punished by the un-souled version of his Sire.
Angelus noticed Spike just standing in the middle of the room and smirked at his Childe’s hesitation. ‘Well; good.’ He thought. ‘At least the boy hasn’t forgotten everything I conditioned into him.’
“You may sit at the table, William.” Angelus didn’t even bother to raise his eyes from the page he was reading.
Sitting down, Spike was still for a few minutes then began to fidget as he grew bored. Sighing Angelus put down his newspaper. “How would you like to go hunting?”
Spike’s face lit up at the thought of finally getting a proper meal, but then the reality hit him. He looked at his hands in his lap, refusing to meet his Sire’s gaze. “Angelus . . . Sire, I can’t. The chip - it won’t let me feed.”
“That’s right. I forgot about that little problem.” Angelus mumbled as he leaned back in his chair.
Rising he walked to the fridge, pulled out a blood bag of human A+ and dumped it in a mug. Then he proceeded to heat his Childe’s breakfast while he thought. Walking back to his sulking boy, Angelus placed the mug in front of him.
“Eat your breakfast and then come upstairs and find me in my office.” Angelus headed toward the elevator. “And don’t bother getting dressed.”
It took Angelus only forty minutes to find a reputable demon doctor that could remove the chip. He had called Wolfram and Hart to set up an appointment to open an account. Even demons needed lawyers and Angelus wanted only the best. Their services also extended to the medical field and they were more than happy to recommend a few top-notch doctors who could safely operate on his Childe.
He had just begun to organize his desk, when he heard a respectful knock on the door. “Come in.” He called.
The door to his office swung own and his naked boy stepped into the room. Angelus raised his hand indicating that he wanted William to come to him. When he was within reach, Angelus pulled his Childe onto his lap. The Master Vampire unzipped his jeans and pulled out his already hard cock. Spitting into his hand, he used the saliva to lubricate his erection. Then raising the boy up by his hips, Angelus sank Spike down own his erection.
Spike hissed and whimpered in pain as the barely slicked penis forced its way inside his anus. He writhed against his Sire as the monstrosity continued to painfully stretch him. The young vampire wrapped his arms around his Sire’s neck and held on tight as he began to rise up and down, squeezing the large dick inside of him with his sphincter muscle.
Spike rubbed his body against his Sire’s exposed chest like a cat in heat. When Angelus grasped his boy’s throbbing penis, the younger vampire couldn’t contain the purr of pleasure as his member was expertly stroked.
They worked each other closer and closer to orgasm, panting and writhing in unison. Spike sped up his efforts as he neared completion. He knew that he couldn’t cum unless his Sire did first and Angelus had legendary stamina. Laying his head on his Sire’s shoulder, the younger vampire bit his lip at the wonderful feeling of the older vampire’s hand expertly fisting his throbbing member.
With a sudden growl, Angelus grabbed his hips with both hands and slammed his cock into the slim vampire’s tight anus. Throwing his head back, the Scourge of Europe let out a feral roar as he shot his seed into his Childe; marking the younger vampire as his.
Spike clutched his Sire’s biceps. “Please Sire. Please may I cum.” He whimpered, praying that Angelus didn’t decide to strap him in a cock ring.
“Sssh, baby. Let Daddy take care of you.” Angelus whispered in Spike’s ear.
Wrapping his hand back around Spike’s engorged member, the older vampire resumed fisting his Childe. After just a few strong pumps of his fist, he gave the boy the permission he was seeking. “You may cum, my beauty.”
Spike sagged into his Sire’s strong from as he shot his load over both of their chests. Reaching onto the desktop, Angelus retrieved a wade of Kleenex and cleaned them both off. Moving Spike a little, he tucked his penis back in his jeans and zipped his fly closed. Then he wrapped his arms around his boy and nuzzled his nose into his Childe’s soft curls.
“Will, tomorrow I am taking you to a neurosurgeon to have that damn chip removed.” His voice was nothing more than a whisper into his boy’s hair.
At his Sire’s words, Spike’s head shot up in disbelief. He had known that Angelus would probably try to remove the chip, but he didn’t truly believe it until he heard the words from his Sire’s mouth. Tears sparkled in his eyes and his entire body radiated joy.
“Thank you, Sire.” He buried his face in the older vampire’s neck.
Angelus just smiled at how happy his boy was. “Come on, you have a long day tomorrow. It’s time for bed.”
Wrapping Spike’s legs around his waist, Angelus rose with his Childe in his arms. One large hand was under Spike’s bottom, supporting the boy. He had his other arm wrapped firmly around his Childe’s torso, pressing the young one to him.
Once down in the bedroom, Angelus lay William on the bed and then stripped himself of his clothes. Climbing in behind his boy, he spooned his favorite Childe against his chest. The two vampires then let sleep overtake them.
***
“Wesley, you can’t be serious about trusting that bastard. Angelus is playing some sick and twisted game and if we take his offer who knows what horrible things he will do to us!” Cordelia shouted at Wesley while pacing.
They sat in the living room of Cordelia’s apartment debating Angelus’ offer. Immediately after leaving Angelus’ apartment, Wesley had stopped by a magic shopped and purchased the ingredients for a ‘un-invite’ spell. Even though Angelus could not get in, they still sat surrounded by stakes, holy water and crosses.
“Yes, but think of the good we could do if he was not lying. Cordelia, this is an unique opportunity to do some good and . . . and think about what we could learn about vampire family dynamics!” Wesley countered.
Cordelia rolled her eyes. “Geez, Wes. Thinking with your Watcher side, much?”
“Cordy, if we ever hope to get Angel back, we need to be able to get close to Angelus. Right now, in the eyes of the demon world, he is vulnerable. He is staying in a small, unprotected lair with his damaged favorite Childe, William. Angelus is going to desperately need all the help he can get. This is why I believe that he won’t harm us, but we should still always be prepared for the scenario that he will turn on us. Now I am going to accept his offer; you must decide for yourself whether you will come with me.”
The seer sat down with a huff and folder her arms across her chest. “Well, I can’t possibly let you go to your death alone. Just knowing my luck, I’ll get vision after vision of you being horribly tortured by Angelus. At least this way when Angelus kills us, I won’t get anymore mind-numbing visions.”
“Good then, it’s settled. We’ll, go and tell Angelus we have accepted his offer.” Wesley nodded his head as though he were confident that everything would turn out right. He did it more to reassure himself, than Cordelia.
***
Spike fidgeted with a button on his silk shirt. His Sire had dressed him this morning in a pair of lose suede pants and a black silk shirt, of course minus underwear. Angelus was the one that had obliterate his Victorian sensibilities and beat that habit into him. His Sire had immediately gotten back into the habit of dressing him, which annoyed Spike to no end. He felt like a doll that his Sire was playing dress-up with or his Sire’s kept boy - which, in truth, he was. Though Spike had breathed a sigh of relief when the older vampire hadn’t demanded he wear a cock ring and butt plug.
They were now standing in an elevator of Wolfram and Hart Law Firm traveling to one of the upper floors for a meeting with some big-wig attorney named Lindsey McDonald. When they arrived at their intended floor they were immediately greeted by Mr. McDonald’s secretary.
“Master Angelus, it is a pleasure to meet you. Thank you for choosing Wolfram and Hart. Right this way, Mr. McDonald is waiting for you. Oh, and don’t worry about the windows, we had special glass installed to protect our vampire clients.” The pretty female secretary gave them a warm smile as she showed them to a lavish office.
Inside sat a handsome young man behind a large, obviously expensive, mahogany desk. When Spike had heard their attorney’s name he had assumed that they were meeting a woman, for how many parents were addle-brained enough to name their boy Lindsey. So, when the young man rose and shook his Sire’s hand, it was all Spike could do to keep from laughing. But, he knew that his Sire would give him a proper thrashing if he were rude to the girly human and so Spike sat down quietly in his chair.
Spike spent the entire meeting staring out the large window at the bright sunlight shining in. Even though Lindsey McDonald’s secretary had explained about the special glass installed in all the windows, it still unnerved him to be sitting in his chair with the sun streaming down on his face. His Sire and the human had spent nearly an hour going over all services the great Angelus would require and the poncy little lawyer seemed more than happy to fulfill the Master Vampire’s every wish.
The younger vampire tuned out nearly the entire meeting. He found it all really boring and he was eager to get to the part where he got the chip removed. Finally, both his Sire and the lawyer rose, announcing that it was time to have his chip removed.
When they reached the medical rooms that were part of the full service that Wolfram and Hart offered Angelus gave his Childe’s hand a small squeeze of encourage. He could feel his boy’s nervousness through the blood bond they shared. He could see that the young one was trying hard to be brave, but his eyes gave away the fear inside of him.
Arriving in the operating room, the Master Vampire immediately began putting the fear-of-death in the doctors that if anything happened to his Childe he would torture them very slowly before killing them. Much to their discomfort, he insisted on being present through the entire operation. Grudgingly, the doctors agreed.
The procedure went quickly and without any complications. The chip was removed; Spike was sewn up and given a good helping of Sire’s blood to ease the pain and speed up the healing process. He was forced to wait a number of hours until the anesthesia wore off and then Angelus was allowed to take him home. The doctors forbad him from hunting for one night and insisted on a full days worth of undisturbed rest to give his brain time to heal. After so long neutered, Spike was disappointed at not being able to hunt, but his Sire promised to take him out the following night. Besides, it had been over a hundred years since he had had Angelus to take care of him when he was hurt and Spike had dearly missed it. So, he wasn’t too upset at having to lay in bed “resting”, while his Sire fussed over him.
They were in bed, with Spike lying flat on his back and Angelus sitting against the head board, one hand stroking his boy’s hair, when the movement of two pairs of feet and accompanying voices could be heard coming from the living room.
“Stay here, Childe.” Angelus ordered as he moved to investigate the intruders. He had a pretty good idea who it was.
Standing in the living room was Cordelia and Wesley. “We rang the door bell, but you must not have heard.” Wesley said politely.
Angelus just nodded. Crossing his arms over his chest he stared at the two intruders in his lair. “So, I take it you have decided to work for me.”
Both Cordelia and Wesley nodded. “Good. Now get the fuck out of my lair and don’t come back for two days.” Angelus walked back into his bedroom and shut the door, leaving two stunned humans behind. The Master Vampire was determined to give his Childe time to heal and feed after the surgery and he didn’t want the pesky humans around to bother his William.
***