Mickey and Silvia
Author: Titti
Title: Overload
E-mail: titti_adriano@h...
Ships: Spike and Angel
Rating: NC-17 for the series.
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Spoilers: Season 5 BtVS/Season 2 Angel to be safe but it's mostly AU Distribution: Dead Sexy at http://www.deadsexy.uk.com. Any lists it's being }sent to. Anyone else just let me know where.Part 7
After almost 3 weeks from their return from Olympus, Spike was sitting on a sofa in the hall of the Hyperion hotel while the L.A. crew was helping Dawn getting things settled in their new house.
"You know, for someone who has been in this dimension for only a year, you sure have a lot of crap."
"Sorry Cordelia, I didn't realize I was taking so much stuff, but I didn't want to leave mom's and Buffy's things there."
"Yeah sorry, but your evil self appointed guardian could help." Cordelia couldn't pass up the opportunity to insult Spike.
"Cordelia if you're tired I'll take care of the boxes. You know Spike can't strain himself during the first trimester"
Angel pretended not to hear the muttering coming from the ex cheerleader. Instead he went to his lover and placed a gentle kiss on his cheek.
"Maybe you should feed and go lie down. You worked too hard the past few days." Angel said so softly that the sound was muffled from the humans.
"I haven't done a bloody thing for two weeks thanks to you and that demon chit. I'm knocked up, not knocked out."
The intensity of his ice blue eyes proved the anger that was building inside him. He took a needless breath trying to control his rage, and added teasingly: "Show me our room." "OK, let's go," was the curt reply. He grabbed the last two boxes and headed upstairs.
Angel was dreading this moment. He spent a lot of time with Anya discussing all that she knew about male pregnancies. He was thankful for her help, but the girl sure scared the living hell out of him. He specifically remembered a discussion they had right after they found out about Spike's condition.
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"So what are you and Spike planning to do tonight?" The ex-demoness had asked.
"I don't know. He still fells tired, so I guess we'll stay home."
Angel never liked talking too much, but this girl seemed to know no barriers to privacy. She would question and question until she got her answer.
"Any special plans at home?" She asked again.
"No Anya, I don't have any plans but if you want to know something you should just ask it, at least we avoid this attempt at polite conversation." He sighed.
"They told me you were abrupt, why didn't they say you're rude? Anyway, I just wanted to know if you had any orgasm plans?"
Angel actually spit the soda he was drinking from his nose. When they had finally had convinced him to drink this happened. He now knew why he stuck to blood.
"Not that's any of your business, but I haven't planned anything."
"It is my business. You told me to take care of Spike while you guys are here. You can't have orgasms with him yet."
"Why?" The dark vampire was suspicious. He never knew when the blonde girl was speaking from experience or just plain making things up.
"I think you should wait until you see a doctor. See I was thinking, he is a vampire and lives on borrowed blood. If you have orgasms, then all the blood will go to his dick and it may hurt the baby."
Somehow this made some sense in Angel's purely male mind. So following her advice he had avoided all sexual activities from that day on.
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"Let me bring these things up there and I'll be right back." He tenderly hugged the blonde.
"You seem to like her company better than mine. You never want to be with me anymore."
Spike was pouting, God was he sexy when he pouted. Angel needed all his control to stop himself from ravaging the beautiful creature standing in front of him.
The dark vampire cupped his lover's face and began kissing him with tenderness never felt. This man was his reason for existing. The young vampire had given Angel a reason to keep going; he had given Angel love.
"I love you. I want to be with you every moment of every day of our unlives. I just don't want to hurt you and the baby. Now lie down and get comfortable."
After assuring himself that his orders were being obeyed, the older vampire was on his way to Dawn's room.
"Dawn, are you sure you want to be so far away from us?" (She must really value her privacy.)
The teenager had chosen a room three floors up from their bedroom and on the opposite side of the building.
"I'm fine here, but thank you. I guess I was always so crowded at home that I like the space here."
(Good thinking Dawn. Maybe I should tell him the truth.) Dawn giggled at that thought. (Well Angel, the real reason is that I got the wiggins when I saw Buffy and Riley make out and I definitely don't want a repeat with you and Spike.) That's when she started laughing leaving a very confused Angel to stare at her.
(Teenagers, I'll never understand them for the unlife of me.)
When he could find nothing else to do, he returned to his room. The sight that welcomed him made his heart swell. Spike was lying naked and asleep on their bed. In slumber he was rubbing his stomach.
The dark vampire took his clothes off and lay in bed. He spread a blanket delicately. He covered his lover's hands with his and then fell asleep too. They were finally home.
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A week after the two vampires found a demon OB/GYN who could deal with male pregnancies and they went to their first appointment.
"So doctor, you specialize in `special' pregnancies?"
Angel didn't like this place. It looked sinister: all decorated in pink and baby blue with images of yellow ducks and little kittens. Dawn had assured him in the waiting room that it was a normal look for an obstetrician's office. He still wasn't convinced.
"I have been dealing with male pregnancies for close to 700 years. I am proud to say that I have witness more than a million births. You, my dear, are my first vampire though."
"I'm getting the hell out of here. I am not going to be a bleeding guinea pig for Doc Demon here."
The very agitated pregnant vampire found his path blocked by his partner and a firm, yet gentle doctor.
Angel took the blonde in his arms and started to purr for him. The sound began to have his desired effect. "Love you," purr "I'll protect you," purr "you're safe."
"Angel, I love you too. I'm sorry I'm being such a pain. I'm…I think I'm scared." The blue orbs were glazed and soon tears streaked the angular face.
"It's ok, it's normal. Your body is producing hormones to help the baby grow. Since you have never need any bodily function to live it is even more difficult for you to adjust to the pregnancy."
"Cor, than there is an explanation why I feel like this."
The old doctor smiled. Spike was not the first to be terrified by the mood swings and he wouldn't be the last.
"Just remember that everything that it's true for a regular pregnancy is ten fold for your pregnancy. You are just going to have to ride it out for the next nine months. Besides, you can do anything you like and your friend there can't complain too much since he put you in this position to begin with."
The humorous tone supported by medical reasoning reassured the blonde but annoyed the brunette. Finally, the visit was underway. After ascertaining that both parent and child were doing fine, they were sent home with a list of dos and don'ts and a new appointment for the next month.
They were about to leave when Angel just couldn't resist anymore.
"Is it true that we can't have sex?" He didn't think that he could last nine month near his gorgeous lover and not possess him.
This time the doctor laughed so hard that he had tears in his eyes.
"And how did you come to that conclusion, may I ask?"
Angel was really embarrassed and thanked all the gods that he didn't blush. How was he going to explain his conversation with Anya.
Sensing his discomforts, the doctor put him out of his misery. "You can have sex, at least for now. It may become uncomfortable the last weeks, but unless there are complications you should be fine."
The two vampires looked at the doctor, then looked at each other and grinned.
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"I'm fine, baby is fine, doc says it's ok. I want to go out."
Angel knew when to pick his battles. The blonde had spent the past month doing nothing. Knowing his lover as well as he did he was surprised that the peroxide blonde had lasted so long.
"Ok, let's get dressed and we'll go to Caritas."
"What's wrong with what I'm wearing!" The peroxide vampire had his black denims, with a red shirt over black t-shirt and his Doc Martins.
"That's the same outfit you were wearing at the parent-teacher meeting five years ago."
"As they say here in the colonies `if it ain't broken, don't fix it'. Besides you've been wearing black since the 50's."
"Yeah, but I change my clothes. You keep them on for an entire decade."
"Well, I have nothing else to wear and I couldn't go buy anything because you wouldn't let me go out."
"You know, fine, wear that. I don't know why I bother with you. You're a spoiled brat."
"But I'm a sexy spoiled brat with a great ass." Spike winked at the dark vampire before landing a kiss on his nose.
Angel pulled the blonde closer. He fiercely attacked the cold lips of his lover, tasting the very essence of the young one. When he managed to speak his voice was quivering with desire. "Later, I promise."
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"Angel, darling, you know how much I like you, but please tell me you're not here to sing."
"You sing, peaches? You are full of surprises."
"No, I don't sing. I suck at it and I do only when I have to. Don't worry Loren, your hearing is safe tonight, at least from me."
"Well then, I'll get you and your friend a table. Would you like to introduce me to your fine looking friend or your manners have done a disappearing act?"
Spike had to smile at the green demon. Loren's tongue was as sharp as his was and he always enjoyed a verbal fight. He enjoyed the physical ones too, but Angel wouldn't let him.
"No usually it's his soul that does the disappearing act. He never had manners to begin with."
"If you two don't shut up, I'm leaving. Spike, Loren; Loren, Spike and he's off limits. Now let's sit down."
He was growling, but he really didn't care. Spike was his and his only. Angel could here in his head Cordy's voice: `jealous much?'.
The host and the blonde looked at each other and grinned.
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"I'm going to sing."
"Will, can you just sit down and relax for once in your unlife?"
"We are in a bleeding karaoke bar, luv. If I can't drink and I can't smoke, the only thing left is singing."
Within a few moments the pregnant man was on stage. His voice was pure velvet. Demons and humans alike stopped all conversation to listen to the sensual and emotional tone.
Angel remembered the song all too well. They had listened to it one of their first nights at Kellerman's, but the words had a new meaning now.
I know I can't express
This feeling of tenderness
There's so much I wanna say
But the right words just don't come my way
I just know when I'm in your embrace
This world is a happy placeSpike was starring at his sire, his gaze never faltering. He could feel their connection like electricity through the air.
"He's really good." Loren whispered.
"Yes, he is." The reply came with awe; eyes still fixed on the British wonder.
There's some kind of wonderful
Some kind of sweet lips
Some kind of warm eyes
Some kind of soft sigh
There's only some kind of wonderfulWhen he finished the song, he walked straight to the dark vampire. Angel jumped up from his chair. He imprisoned the younger man into a tight embrace and plunged into his mouth exploring every corner. They would have been naked and going at it right on the table if a loud applause from the people present hadn't brought them to reality.
They both sat down, Angel with an embarrassed look and Spike with a huge smile.
"I assume congratulations are in order. When were you going to tell me about the child?" Lorne asked with humor.
"How in Satan's unholy name do you know about the baby?" Spike still wasn't comfortable with sharing this bit of information with the demon population.
"I see what the Powers want me to see when a person sings. I really don't know why they wanted me to know, but there must be a significance."
"Well you can tell the fucking Powers that they don't have a claim on my child. They can have poof's help if he wants to help them, but the baby won't be involved. I will go to hell and back before I let them touch my child. Do you understand."
Spike was in full game face. He was not going to let anyone endanger his child especially the Powers who seemed to have total disregard for people's lives. His maternal instincts had reached their peak and he was ready to cut the green demon in pieces. It took all of Angel's preternatural strength to get the crazed vampire out of Caritas.
The pregnant vampire seemed a caged animal during their ride home. He would not speak and refused to meet Angel's gaze. He jumped out of the car the moment they reached the Hyperion. When Angel found him lying on the floor of their room, the blonde was curled in a fetal position repeating a mantra.
"Can't die, can't die, can't die."
"Spike, who can't die?"
The Irish vampire was keeping his voice low, keeping his distance. His lover was cowering like a threatened animal; he was a mother trying to protect his child.
"Angel, promise you won't let them take the baby. Good people always die when they help the Powers. I don't want the baby to die."
The older man's heart gave out for his lover. He sat on the floor next to the blonde. He drew the young man close. He started placing butterfly kisses over Spike's face. He wanted to reassure and protect the man in his arms.
"No one is taking the baby." Kiss. " We'll protect him from anyone." Kiss.
(Good he's finally relaxing.)
"Just trust me." Kiss. "We'll take care of him." Kiss. "We'll love him."
All of a sudden, Angel was catapulted to the other side of the room and landed with a powerful thud.
"What the hell was that for Spike? Have you gone insane?" He knew he shouldn't have said that, and he should be calm but his head was spinning from hitting the heavy chest.
"We'll protect him, care for him, love him. You want a boy, your boy. What if it's a girl? Are you going to throw us out because you want a boy to carry your bloody name?"
The shouting transformed itself into desperate sobbing while Angel looked dumbfounded at his first encounter with hormonal mood swigs.
"No, I didn't mean that. Boy or girl doesn't matter. I just want the baby to be ok. Please, Spike listen to me, I'm sorry."
He was carefully returning to the crying vampire's side.
(Why am I even apologizing is beyond me. I haven't done anything and I'm here crawling on the floor begging.)
The demon inside wasn't too thrilled with this new experience but for once his childe had total control.
"You've better be telling the truth or I'll rip your heart out after hours of torture with hot pokers and chains."
With that, Spike threw himself at the bigger vampire. Mouth furiously kissing and biting the pale skin of his beloved's neck. The blonde was in a frenzy due to the lack of sex and hormonal fluctuations. He couldn't wait with niceties and ripped all clothes that stood in his way.
When the dark vampire was lying naked on the floor, the younger man began biting the hard nipple while pinching the other with his finger. He could almost taste blood from the bite but no amount of violence seemed to be enough tonight.
"You're enjoying this, pet?" The question was spitted through clenched teeth.
"Yes, God yes, Spike." He remembered the ravaged, violent sex they had shared before he was cursed with a soul. He hadn't even realized how much he'd missed it. Not that he would ever admit to that in public, he was Mr. Brooding after all.
"Good because I plan to fuck raw tonight."
The blonde resumed his biting while his nails were leaving bloody trails on Angel's body. The smell of blood was intoxicating. Both men were aroused by the intensity of these long forgotten sensations.
The peroxide blonde started to tag at the heavy sac, inflicting just the right amount of pain and pleasure. His mouth soon joined his hands. He bit the erect member earning a whimper. He engulfed the hard cock in his mouth, but every time his mouth would reach the base he would bite a little bit harder than before to prevent to imminent orgasm.
Spike knew his sire's body as intimately as his own and could control his release, but it wasn't enough. He wanted complete control. His life was like a tornado and he was caught in the middle of it, but at least he could control his lover's body.
"You won't come unless I say, understood?" It was so easy to revert to their old games, but Angel sensed a new need present in the hoarse voice.
"I am yours, Will."
The blonde lost the minimal control that he still had. He flipped the bigger man and entered him with one powerful thrust. He heard him groan as he paused to focus his strength, then ground in deep till he was sheathed to the hilt.
The feel of the fresh blood oozing around him and the wonderful scent of it brought out the demon.
Spike felt his orgasm building fast. He grabbed at the larger man's, jerking it wildly as he thrust.
"NOW"
Both vampires roared and ejaculated together, spilling their semen after weeks of frustration.
It took them a while to recuperate from the powerful experience. The blonde lay still and heavy on top of the brunette, but his arms still clung tightly.
The dark vampire had never felt such a powerful orgasm, but his lover seem more worried than satisfied. "What's wrong?"
"I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me. I didn't want to force you."
"You didn't. Don't be sorry. I enjoyed every bite, every thrust. It's what we needed. That's the way vampire love is sometimes." He rolled over and grinned tentatively into the worried blue eyes, hoping to get him to smile.
"It's just…I don't want to be like it was, you know, with me and Angelus…the mind games, the torture."
"It'll never be like that again. We've learnt so much, changed so much. Everything we do now is because we both want it. I want you to be happy, Will."
The dark vampire stood with his lover in his arm, carried him to bed and placed him gently on it, then laid down too, pulling him close until his Will was resting on his chest.
"I can walk you know. "
"I know, but right now I'd rather have you in my arms."
The grin of love and happiness on Spike's face could have illuminated the entire Hyperion. The young man kissed the broad chest. "There is nowhere else I'd rather be."
TBC