Mickey and Silvia
Author: Titti
E-mail: titti_adriano@h...
Ships: Spike and Angel
Rating: NC-17 for the series.
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Dedication: A big "thank you" to Vixen you was nice enough to beta for me even if it means staying up until unholy and vampiric hours.
Disclaimer: We all know that I don't own them, but we have to thank Joss, 20th Century Fox, Mutant Enemy, The WB and now UPN and who knows who else. Dirty Dancing and its sound track is not mine either and I have no clue who has the rights to that.
Spoilers: Season 5 BtVS/Season 2 Angel to be safe but it's mostly AU
Archives: Take it, spread it, just let me know where.

Part 6

When Dawn returned from the store with the pistachio ice cream, she sensed that the tension in the room had skyrocketed during her absence.

"Did you find out what's wrong? Is Spike going…he is going to be fine, right?" She couldn't keep her voice steady.

(Oh God, I can't lose him too. I lost mom and Buffy; I need him too much.)

Spike was at her side in a second. He had promised that he would protect her, and her emotional well being was just as important as her physical one.

"Dawn, honey, it's OK, I'm fine. We just…we are going to have a little addition to the family. Or at least, that's what Anya thinks."

Her brain was trying to digest what Spike was saying but summer school must really have created a hole in her brain because the only thing that she could say was: "Huh".

"What Spike is trying to say is that we are going to have a baby." Angel's lips were moving, but for some reason her brain kept hearing baby, baby, baby.

(I must have gotten sunstroke at the beach today. That's it, there is no way Angel is saying baby.)

"Baby?"

(Really eloquent Dawn. Keep going like this and you can start kindergarten soon.)

It was Giles who finally put a stop at the pathetic attempt at conversation. "Maybe we should not jump to conclusions. We can research it and see with what we can come up.

"Yes Watcher, I am sure we can find a lot of references to a male vampire turned into a woman rendered fertile by Boreas while visiting on Olympus and impregnated by another vampire."

The sarcasm in Spike's voice was not enough to prevent the people present from bursting into laughter.

"Yeah G-Man, for once I agree with Billy Idol wanna be." Xander couldn't believe that Mr. Fangless was going to be a mom. At that thought he started chuckling again.

"He is not going to be Mr. Peroxide anymore, that's for sure. The bleach would hurt the baby, especially in the first trimester." Cordelia couldn't pass the opportunity to discuss hairstyles even if it involved Spike and not her.

"You're right Cordy. And you know you're going to have to stop drinking and smoking. Oh, I hope it's a girl. Tara and I can help her become a witch."

A flow of comments on the future of the child enveloped the room. Their ramblings were getting to Spike. He never asked for a baby. He didn't want to be bossed around. He had enough limitations with the damn chip; a baby would just chain him up. He couldn't live like that. No thank you very much. He was the Big Bad after all. His anger erupted when he heard them pick baby names.

"Shut up. Shut the bloody hell up. Who said anything about keeping this baby? Did I have say I wanted it? NO. I'm a vampire, without a soul, like you all seem so keen on reminding me. So why would I would want to become a parent?"

His tirade left him without energy. This baby wasn't even born and was taking so much from him already. He sat down on the couch and closed his eyes readying for the explosion that was to come.

When none arrived he reopened his eyes. The first thing he saw was Angel's face a mere breath away from his. The dark eyes were glazed, tears threatening to spill at any moment.

"You don't want the baby?" Angel asked hoarsely, but ran out of the house without waiting for the answer.

"Well bloody splendid, I wish for once he would stay when there is a problem. But no, running away is so much easier."

Spike wasn't really addressing anyone, and at this point he really couldn't care less what any of them thought about this situation. So he stalked out too.

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Angel felt the presence of a vampire and got ready for the fight. He should have known better than go back to the mansion.

Spike was surprised to sense another undead. It was common knowledge among the demon community that the mansion belonged to Angelus and no one wanted to risk his wrath even if he had a soul at the moment.

The blonde carefully entered the garden. He really didn't feel well and he wouldn't last long in a fight. He just hoped that someone stupid enough to come here was a newly risen.

"You should be more careful. You are still too weak." Angel appeared from behind him, proving how quickly Spike could have been dusted.

"Well my mind seems to concentrate on something else at the moment." His sarcastic voice tapered off when he saw the sad expression on Angel's face.

"I'm sorry for that outburst. It's really not their business what I want to do." The blonde started pacing. "I'm just confused and they had already picked what college the baby would attend to. I'm a vampire, for Satan's sake. How would I raise a kid?"

"With my help," was Angel's short reply.

"Yeah right, I'm in Sunnyhell; you're in L.A. You'll send postcards for birthdays and holidays; a few phone calls. Till you find a new friend or a new hobby and then we're alone again." Spike hadn't meant to say all of that, but hormones seemed to be doing the thinking for him.

His lover was afraid. Angel's heart cried at the realization that he may loose a child because of all the hurt he had caused in the past. The dark vampire also knew that only time would close those open wounds. For now, he could show the other how much he loved him.

"I told you that we'll be together forever. You are just going to have to move to L.A. and live with me. We'll raise the baby together."

"What about Dawn? I promised Buffy I would protect her until the end of time."

"We'll take her with us. We'll tell social services that she's moving with her father. Hank will never notice that she isn't living in the house. Is that all that's worrying you?"

"Do you really love me or is it just the baby?" Spike was staring at his feet. He really didn't want to be disappointed but he needed to know before bringing the baby into the world.

A hand lifted his chin and cold lips descended to his. "I.Love.You. I am going to devote my unlife to show you just how much."

With a big smile, Spike jumped on Angel. With his legs and arms wrapped around the older vampire, the blonde proceeded to ravage the cold mouth. His tongue exploring every part. His teeth biting Angel's lower lip before moving to his neck.

When his tongue started tracing his sire's jugular, he felt the erection straining against Angel's pants.

Soon Angel was moving them through the mansion. Spike felt a bed with satin sheet under him. He wasn't sure how Angel had managed to do that but he really didn't care.

The two were able to make their clothes disappear in mere seconds before resuming their kissing. Angel broke the lip lock only to let his mouth wonder over the alabaster skin of his lover. He wanted to make this night special. He wanted to erase any doubts that may linger in the blonde's mind.

Angel was licking and biting Spike's entire body with the exception of his organ. The younger vampire needed friction. He tried to rub against Angel's body but the Irish had prevented every attempt. It was sweet torture.

"Angel, please." His voice was sultry with desire.

"You have to learn to be patient, Will. I intent to make love to this fabulous body of yours all night."

Then the souled vampire began nibbling the inner thigh carefully avoid the engorged member. He let his fangs down and punctured the sensitive skin. He drank the rich blood, vigilant not to take too much.

The scream of release signaled Spike's first orgasm.

"Shit, Angel. Too good. I'm sorr…"

He was silenced by cold lips and the taste of his own blood.

When Spike began to relax again, Angel moved down to his lover's stomach. He slowly licked it clean with his cool tongue and made a sensuous journey over that perfect member until it reached the heavy sac. He took one ball in his mouth while massaging the other with his hand. Gently he used his elbows to widen his lover until he was completely exposed. His tongue made a wet path to the pink rosetta. Then it traced the puckered opening a few times.

Angel could hear Spike's moans; he could smell the renewed arousal. He suddenly realized that he wanted to pleasure this man more than he had ever wanted anything else in his life.

"Fuck, that's so good." Spike was clinging at the sheets. He thought that he was too tired but when he felt the cold tongue enter him he was ready to explode again. He used all his control to prevent a new orgasm.

He could feel the coolness moving up his channel until it his the sensitive gland. With each new flicker, he could feel his passion grow.

"Angel, Stop. I want to you inside. Please, I need you."

Spike needed to feel connected, needed to be one with his lover. This wasn't about sex any longer. This was about love and friendship. This was about sharing and caring. He needed Angel.

When the assault didn't end, Spike grabbed the older man and pulled him up. His tongue dove mercilessly into Angel's mouth.

"Need you now." He ordered into the kiss.

Angel reached in the nightstand drawer and was happy to find out that his sex toys were still there. He uncapped the bottle of lube and poured a generous amount on Spike's ass. Then he covered his own shaft.

"I'm a bloody vampire, I like pain. Would you get on with it already?"

Angel smirked. Only Spike could sound so annoyed while being shagged.

He positioned his erection between the pale cheeks and pushed his mushroom head through the ring muscles. His eyes never left his lover's face searching for any sign of pain. When he saw only desire he sheathed himself in one brusque thrust. He gasped and almost climaxed at the tight enclosure around his cock. He stopped waiting to regain his control.

Spike wanted to taste his lover. He used the brief pause to pull the larger man toward him until Angel's stomach was providing much needed contact against his own shaft. Soon they found the perfect rhythm so reminiscent of time past.

"Spike was the first to climax; overly stimulated by what seemed hours of Angel's sexual ministrations. When the dark vampire felt the muscles spasm around his erection, he let out a powerful grunt and spilled his cold semen inside his lover.

Spike couldn't help but smile when he heard the familiar purr coming from his sire. He had never been so sated as in this very instant. That's when he realized that he and his baby were going to be fine.

"I'll move to L.A. with you. I want the baby to know both of his dads."

Sweet kisses and tears of joy flooded his face.

TBC