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Ties That
Bind
by Tami
Part 4
“Ah, fuck, boy! All that hot blood pumping away in your veins, it gets the bloodlust going. How does it feel to have it direct from the source again?” Angelus asked as he looked over at Spike. The shared meal between them was a prostitute. Why anyone, even desperate, chose such a profession on the Hellmouth was beyond even Angelus’ reasoning.
Spike stepped away from the dying girl and left his Sire to hold up her limp body. When he started to lick his lips and fingers, Angelus dropped the girl like a sack of potatoes and sauntered up to the blonde vampire. Taking Spike’s hand, he pulled his boy against him and bent to lick the blood off his mouth. The bloody hand was held out in the action and the fingers were slipped into a soft, cool mouth.
Drusilla moaned as she watched her Daddy lick Spike clean while she laved her Brother’s fingers softly, like a kitten. It had been years since they all enjoyed a hunt together. So far they’d shared a meal of four victims. The blood lust elevated the arousal between all three vampires.
Scenting her arousal, the other two vampires turned toward her and licked their lips in a vulgar manner before slowly stalking her back against a wall where she perched on a crate. Once cornered, Drusilla let her head fall back and arched into their touch. Angelus grabbed the back of her head as a way to control her while Spike molded against her side, pressing her hand against his covered cock.
Angelus stared down into her blue eyes as he reached down and massaged her clit through her dress. It wasn’t until Spike tugged her dress off her shoulder to kiss his way to her neck and pinched her nipple through the fabric, causing her to moan that Angelus took the advantage and kissed her.
It had been like this all night: one of the three would find a potential victim that the other two had to agree on. Then, the person who found the prey would lure the unsuspecting person to a private location and all three would drain the victim. Once the quarry was dead, they would turn their attentions on each other.
As for Drusilla’s dress, Angelus had a hand in choosing the gossamer slip. Well, it may as well be a slip for all it showed. It was an ankle-length, blood-red, satin thing with a sequined bodice. Angelus didn’t select it for the style though. Instead, he chose it because when his darling girl walked in front of him the weaving was so thin that the moonlight showed off her curves. Angelus himself was, of course, impeccably dressed in a velvet button-up shirt and his leathers. Spike had let his Sire talk him into wearing leathers and a satin shirt over a t-shirt.
They’ve been at this game since sundown and it was only 10:30 p.m. Angelus thought it was risky to have so many victims in such a short span of time. But, he wanted to treat Spike seeing as it had been months since his boy had been on a proper hunt.
In this game though, there was no sexual release. The rule of the game was to let the sexual tension build up while quenching their bloodlust on each other. Hence, Drusilla’s position of being perched on a crate, an arm around Spike’s neck and the other held onto Angelus for balance.
Once the bloodlust was manageable, Angelus drew back and took Drusilla’s hand to help her to her feet. Spike was on the other side of her as they walked out of the alley. When they got to the street, Drusilla went on ahead to find their next potential victim, leaving Angelus and Spike to follow.
The dark vampire walked closer to his childe as he kept an eye on Drusilla. When he got close enough, he wrapped a possessive arm around Spike’s neck and inclined his head.
“How was the kill for you?” Angelus inquired.
“The blood was a nice AB type, but unsatisfying to say the least,” Spike answered.
“Ah, we’ll find you something in a better vintage, anything in particular?” Angelus asked.
“You know what I’ve always been partial to, Sire,” Spike said.
“I know, always the best. However, I don’t think you’re quite up to par to be fighting a Slayer. You’re still healing,” Angelus commented mildly.
“Bloody bitch stuck me in a wheelchair, I think I’m about due for some payback,” Spike mumbled to himself.
Before Angelus could comment he noticed that Drusilla was heading for the Bronze, the Slayer’s main hang out. Granted, it was easy enough to find prey in there. Nevertheless, if Buffy was in there, she could easily spot
all three of them. He just hoped that his deadly girl was cautious.
Walking into the club, Angelus stuck to the outer walls, blending in with the crowd. He searched the place as he unconsciously prowled through the throng of hormone-driven teenagers, but didn’t see Buffy or her friends. He spotted Drusilla in a corner, looking out at the dancers. He slipped up behind her and after releasing Spike, wrapped his arms around her.
“Do you see anyone you like, princess?” Angelus whispered, knowing that she’d hear him over the music.
Drusilla tried to hone her preternatural abilities to choose the perfect prey for her boys. Then, she spotted her, a petite girl who was dancing on the sidelines of the group. The girl still had an aura of pure innocence around her that Angelus would enjoy and she was a potential slayer which would please Spike.
“Over there,” Drusilla said, pointing her long, manicured finger.
Angelus followed her direction and smiled wickedly, “very nice.”
He let her go to lure the girl outside. With Drusilla gone from their trio, Angel latched onto Spike again. They both stood in the corner as they watched their girl glide over to the intended mark and put her in a thrall before leading her outside as they followed.
Drusilla led them to a park. Angelus’ lips curved into a small smile. Even after all this time his deadly girl was still partial to the sugary-sweetness of children. Drusilla finally stopped at dark alcove. No moonlight could peek through the branches at this spot of the park. Following her into the shadows, they crowded around the frightened girl.
“She smells of fear,” Drusilla said.
“You have chosen a ripe one, baby-girl. She’s nearly pure and innocent,” Angelus agreed.
Drusilla turned her wide blue eyes to her Sire and slowly shook her head. “But, not like I was.”
Angelus caressed her cheek with the barest touch. “No, nothing like you were.”
Spike moved up beside the girl and slowly slid his fingers along Drusilla’s palm in a caress. He tenderly grabbed her wrist and raised her hand to lick along the lifeline in her palm.
Drusilla turned to the other vampire when she felt his touch. “Wait until you taste her, my Spike. She has potential.”
“Does she?” Spike’s eyes gleamed at his Sire. When Drusilla nodded, he said, “Well, well, then I’m in for a treat.”
The girl grew more terrified as the three people talked about her as if she weren’t there. One said she was innocent and pure, another said she had potential. Potential for what, she didn’t know. When she whimpered the woman who had brought her here looked at her.
“Shhh, bad dollies aren’t allowed to speak,” Drusilla said as if she were scolding one of her dolls.
The girl was confused by that statement. But, it was quickly brushed aside for more pressing matters when the other two people literally gave an animalistic growl near her. Who were these people? What were they? She didn’t have to wonder long as all three shifted to their demons and struck.
Once they were through, Angelus carefully sat the body on a park bench in a seemingly innocent display. Then, he turned to see his childer licking the blood off each other. He stepped up to them and pulled Drusilla’s mouth from Spike. Kissing her harshly, he plunged his tongue into her mouth and licked the residue off her tongue.
While Angelus was busy with Drusilla, Spike moved on to lick the drips of blood off his Sire’s neck and then pressed his hard-on against the elder vampire’s thigh. Angelus’ arm went around him and his hand traveled down the blonde’s back to cup his ass.
Once Angelus was finished with Drusilla, he turned his attention to Spike. He tugged the blonde around in front of him so that their cocks were lined up against each other and ground against the younger vampire. When Spike licked the bloodstains off his Sire’s mouth, Angelus leaned closer and nibbled on his tongue before pulling him into a hungry kiss.
Momentarily sated, Angelus pulled away and asked, “How was it?”
Spike gave him a patented smirk and purred, “She was a potential slayer. I could taste it in her blood.”
Angelus’ brows went up. Spike purred. His boy rarely purred. He eyed the blonde from head to toe and back. Spike was also oozing sex all over the place. The pheromones practically poured off him. Angelus looked at the ground just to be sure there wasn’t a puddle under Spike’s feet. Then he looked around possessively to see if any other vampires in the vicinity had picked up on Spike’s ‘fuck-me-now’ scent.
Angelus smiled seductively when he thought of how that might play out since it was Spike’s turn to lure a victim. Lacing his fingers with Drusilla’s, he led her away from the park and wrapped a possessive arm around his other childe as they walked.
“Who’s our next victim, childe?” Angelus asked as his nipped at Spike’s earlobe.
“Wouldn’t it be dangerous to lure another one? The Slayer may take notice,” Spike pointed out.
“What’s a little danger, m’boy? I thought you were the hell raiser of the family. Weren’t you the one who told me that you preferred the thrill of being caught to being hunted?” Angelus purred in his ear.
“Yes, but as you pointed out tonight, I’m in no condition to fight,” Spike said.
“Ah, but you of all demons don’t need to fight to get what you want, sometimes. You could choose yourself a pretty, little blonde thing and lure her out,” Angelus smiled.
“A pretty, little blonde thing? Isn’t that more your taste?” Spike smirked.
“Humor me and then we’ll go home, because you absolutely reek of sex,” Angelus said as he scented Spike.
“Yes, Sire.”
They went back to the Bronze and prowled along the outskirts of the dancers again. Spike kept a predatory eye on the humans. When it looked like a petite blonde was fighting with her football player boyfriend, Spike smiled at Angelus and went to intervene. Angelus gathered Drusilla against him to watch Spike work.
Spike slowly made his way to the target and then hung back to wait for the human’s argument to end. When they broke apart in a huff and the girl stalked off, Spike intercepted her.
“Oi!” Spike said as he accidentally bumped into her.
“Oh! I’m sorry, I wasn’t watching where I was going,” the girl said as she wiped her eyes.
“’S all right, luv. What’s this then?” Spike asked when he saw the tear tracks.
“Nothing, just arguing with my boyfriend, the creep!” the girl said angrily.
“He can’t be much of a boyfriend if he left a pretty thing like you in tears,” Spike said softly.
She looked up at him and smiled. “You think I’m pretty?”
Were women always this gullible?, thought Spike, give them a few words to boost their egos and they turned to jelly.
Angelus watched Spike over Drusilla’s shoulder as his boy leaned closer to the girl to whisper in her ear.
“I think you’re the hottest thing on this dance floor,” Spike whispered. He wasn’t surprised when she nearly melted against him. Her arousal was so thick in the air he was sure Angelus and Drusilla could scent it from across the room. “How about we get some fresh air, it’ll do you some good.”
The girl smiled, let Spike take her hand and lead her outside. His two companions followed, Angelus with an evil gleam in his eyes. Once they were outside away from the hormonal teenagers, Spike’s scent was easier to detect. The couple followed the scent to a cul-de-sac.
Angelus could hear Spike whispering sweet things in her ear as he tried to entice her out of her clothes. As Angelus got closer he saw that Spike had the girl’s back to them. Drusilla tugged on his coat to get his attention. When he looked at her, she put her finger over her lips and then quietly joined Spike. Angelus leaned against the wall and watched his childer play from a short distance.
Drusilla appeared behind the girl and pressed against her back, causing the girl to startle. “Um, I d-d-didn’t know there was going to a-a-a-another person with us.”
Drusilla ran the backs of her fingers down the girl’s cheek, along the hairline. “Hush, dearie and you’ll be just fine, the moon told me so.” With that, the vampiress softly licked the girl’s cheek from jaw line to cheek bone.
Spike chuckled seductively on the other side of the girl and ground his crotch against her groin, pressing her back against Drusilla. He laced his fingers with his Sister’s on the girl’s hips and licked along her jugular, readying her for the bite to come.
Angelus had watched them with a growing erection. He couldn’t stand to be a spectator for long though. Joining them, he stood behind Spike to watch the girl’s face contort in pleasure-pain when his childer bit into her. When they were done feeding, he took his fill of her and then pulled Spike back against him.
Angelus wiped the excess blood all over Spike’s face and neck and asked, “What do you think, Dru?”
“Such a pretty mess you’ve made,” Drusilla said in wonder.
“Shall we go home and clean him up?”
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The three vampires stumbled in the doorway of the atrium, Drusilla, of course, with lady-like grace. They made it as far as the huge fireplace before Spike fell to the floor, laughing his ass off at nothing in particular. Angelus looked down at him trying to give him a stern look through his own mirth.
He fell to his knees beside Spike and proceeded to remove the younger vampire’s pants. Spike was still giggling even with Drusilla kissing him. He rolled his hips in an effort to help Angelus. When the pants were gone, the dark vampire started working on the other apparel.
“Okay, up and off with the coat,” Angelus said tugging on the sleeve.
Spike pulled one way as Angelus pulled the opposite direction. When that arm was out, the blonde flipped Drusilla on her back to free his other arm. With the duster gone, he moved his hands up her thigh, pushing her dress up to her hips. Meanwhile, Angelus had thrown the coat . . . somewhere and followed Spike to pull his boy’s shirt off.
“Ah, ah, ah, got to get your shirt off before you do anything else,” Angelus said.
Spike growled low in frustration and whipped both shirts over his head. Angelus quickly undressed himself and grabbed Spike’s hips to turn him over. Then, he crawled up the blonde’s body to lick away the blood he had smeared earlier. Angelus scented Spike’s skin and looked at him.
“Do you realize that you reek of pheromones? Luckily there wasn’t another master vampire out there to challenge me, boy. Or you would be getting the whip instead of my tongue. You may as well have a sign that said ‘free fuck here’ after you killed that potential slayer. What do you have to say for yourself?” Angelus asked firmly.
Spike smiled unrepentantly and replied, “She was so sweet, the best thing next to Slayer’s blood that I’ve tasted since China.”
“You’re not the least bit ashamed are you?” Angelus’ brows drew together in an annoyed expression.
“After the night we just had, should I be?” Spike smirked.
Angelus’ smacked his hip. “Do I have to go get the crop out, insolent boy?”
Instead of answering, Spike sat up and started licking Angelus’ chest, biting at the nipples. Drusilla moved behind Spike and pressed her breasts against his back. Angelus buried his big hand in her hair, pulled her closer and kissed her above where Spike licked and nibbled over his torso.
Spike was so high on potential slayer’s blood along with the other that he pushed Angelus onto his back and immediately took his Sire’s cock into his mouth without prompt. The dark vampire watched his childe for a moment before returning his attention to Drusilla. He pulled her bodice down to expose a breast and latched onto the nipple. He punctured it with a fang and started drawing on the blood.
Drusilla cooed at the pleasure-pain and rocked against her Sire. This was how it should have been: a happy family. Instead, there were rivalries and feuds. She was growing wet not only from her Sire’s attention, but also from hearing Spike service Angelus. She glanced down and saw Spike’s passionately sucking and slurping away.
Angelus reached a hand down to sift through Spike’s hair. He grabbed the back of the blonde head and started controlling Spike’s actions in concert with his own. He bucked up into his childe’s mouth as the younger vampire sucked harder.
Drusilla pulled away from Angelus and moved down toward Spike. Reaching under him, she stroked his hardened shaft causing him to growl around their Sire’s cock. Angelus answered the growl with one of his own and forcefully pulled his mouth down the length. Spike eased off him and turned his attention to Drusilla.
Angelus lay back and watched as Spike stared at Drusilla and licked his lips before making a predatory advance toward her. Spike moved closer and until she sat on her haunches and watched him with wide eyes. Then, he scented up her stomach to her neck. They kissed passionately before Drusilla lay back and Spike covered her body.
Angelus sat up and helped Spike remove the dress before the blonde vampire buried his head between her legs. Drusilla shrieked at the first touch of his tongue on her sensitive clit. Blood still trickled from her nipple and Angelus bent over her to lick it up. He saw a bottle of baby oil on the end table next to the couch. Drusilla’s latest obsession, not only did she feed on the young and innocent, lately she wanted to smell like one too.
Angelus retrieved the baby oil and returned to his childer. Drusilla was arching off the floor as Spike bathed her with his tongue. Angelus moved behind him, popped the cap open, and squeezed the liquid down the cleft of Spike’s ass. The sensation caused the blonde to tease Drusilla vehemently making her squeal.
Stroking the excess oil on his cock, Angelus sat up and thrust into Spike’s body without warning. Spike arched his back, looked behind and growled at his Sire. Angelus’ only response was to grab the back of Spike’s neck possessively and push his head down to Drusilla again.
Spike rebelled long enough to pull Drusilla underneath him and bury his cock inside her body. He kissed her and allowed Angelus to control his movements. He pulled back a bit and watched her face as every thrust from his Sire caused him to push into her.
Angelus watched his childer through lidded eyes and his arousal got the better of him. Tightening his hold on Spike’s hips to bruising, even for a demon, Angelus began to plunge into his childe faster and harder until the blonde joined Drusilla in crying out from the punishing thrusts. The dark vampire molded himself against Spike’s back and in one last shove, growled out his orgasm. Spike felt his Sire coat his insides, released his own orgasm into Drusilla’s grasping pussy and listened to her whimper.
Angelus carefully pulled out of Spike, more for himself than Spike’s comfort and lay on the floor. The blonde vampire slide out and off Drusilla and didn’t move from where he landed beside her. He felt like he had been ridden raw and rung out between his Sire and Drusilla.
“We really should get up and go to bed. It’ll be daylight in a few hours,” Angelus announced.
“Mmm,” Spike replied. He felt Drusilla curl against him in her drowsy state. Outside of that, no one moved.
“How was your first night hunting, boyo?” Angelus asked.
“Gluttonous. I don’t remember the last time I had so much blood in so little time,” Spike said tiredly.
“Germany, 1941,” Drusilla supplied.
“Hmm, it’s been that long?” Spike asked.
“Mmm-hmm. I remember because you left me to go to a Virgin Blood party and Miss Edith said you were captured. I didn’t see you again until 1944,” Drusilla pouted.
“Ah, that’s right, The Virgin Blood Party. Never trusted anyone again after that,” Spike mused.
Angelus chortled at that. “You were caught at a Virgin Blood Party . . . dumb ass.”
“Yeah, Angel said the same thing when I saw him on that sub in 1943. I admit it wasn’t my proudest moment,” Spike said. He begrudgingly got to his feet.
“Whoever’s sleeping with me, try not to ball themselves up in the covers? There are other people in the bed, too, you know,” he said as he padded out of the room.
Angelus and Drusilla looked at each other, got up and followed, wondering what else was in store for them.
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