A Sire's Lesson
Circa 2002
To Helen and AJ. Helen on her birthday, AJ because she thinks I rule, and because I made her like smut. Helen wanted kinky Angel/Spike, with dom!Angel, mostly smut. Angel is Spike's Sire.
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Spike entered the lobby of the Hyperion, not really knowing what he was doing there. He looked around then walked to the center of the large room. Angel had called him and asked him to come by, so there he was, ever answering his Sire's call.
"William. Right on time." Angel said, walking down the stairs slowly, only wearing his pants.
Spike looked up and fear caught in his throat. Angel had never been this Angelus-y with him before. And yet, Spike knew he hadn't lost his soul.
"You called me. Here I am Poof."
Angel smiled one of his best Sire-smiles and stopped in front of Spike. He could smell Spike's fear and he knew the younger vampire was his again. Just like in the old days.
"Yes Will. You came. Because I asked you to. Because your Sire asked you to."
Spike swallowed. He knew what was coming. But why the hell was Angel acting like this?
"What do you want Po... Sire?"
Angel grinned. "I want you William. I want my William back." He said leaning into Spike. "I think I still need to teach a thing or two. Don't you agree?"
Spike gulped. "What have I done Sire?"
"You thought I wouldn't punish you for what you did to Buffy? You were wrong Will." Angel placed his hands on Spike's shoulders and lead him upstairs to his room. "Undress. Now." He sat comfortably in a chair to enjoy the show.
Spike widened his eyes in fear. 'He won't... no he can't... I mean... He won't do... that... right?'
"I said now Will. Undress. And not too fast. I wanna enjoy the show." 'It's been much too long. God he's just gorgeous.' Angel thought to himself as he watched Spike taking his duster off and dropping it on a chair.
Spike remembered everything that use to make his Sire happy. He turned around to face the wall and began to slowly untuck his shirt from his pants, sliding it over his head.
"I want to see you William. Turn around." Angel wasn't going to do this à la Angelus. No. He had his own way of teaching.
Surprised, Spike turned around. "But, you..."
Angel interrupted him. "I'm not Angelus, you do it my way now."
"Yes Sire." Spike said submissively. He finished taking of his shirt and threw it aside, then began working on his belt. He could feel Angel's intense gaze on him and it embarrassed him. He was used to looking at the wall and now... this wasn't like before. His hands trembled as he pulled the belt from the loops and unfastened his pants. He wasn't wearing underwear.
Angel licked his lips. He was getting hard just looking at Spike. It had been so long... "No underwear Will? You haven't changed." He said jokingly, but not losing his Sire tone.
Spike looked up and smiled. "You always enjoyed that didn't you?"
Angel stood and stalked towards Spike. He placed his hand on the younger vampire's shoulder and slowly turned around Spike, caressing it. "Yes, I did." He leaned on and whispered hoarsely in Spike's ear. "And so did you."
He was now standing behind Spike. He moved his hands down and placed them at the waistband of Spike's pants. He caressed the other vampire's hips and let his fingers wander inside the pants, lowering them slowly as his hands slid down his thighs
"You're so soft Will. Softer then I remember." He nibbled on the other vampire's neck, running his tongue on the sensitive flesh.
Spike was going crazy. This was worse than the torture he was used to from his sire. This teasing and seducing. He was harder than he had been in a long time. Panting, he stepped out of his jeans and kicked them aside, then stopped moving completely, waiting for the next order.
Angel stepped back in front of Spike and looked at him. The younger vampire had his head bowed down in submission, just as Angelus had taught him, but it was clear he was enjoying this as much as Angel was.
"Look at me Spike." Angel said.
The use of his name surprised Spike. He looked up, question clear in his eyes.
"I want you to look at me. I'm not Angelus anymore and you're not William. Is that understood?" Spike nodded. "Good. Undress me now."
Spike reached a hand tentatively in front of him, to touch Angel's buckle. Never had Angelus asked William to undress him. He had always stayed mostly clothed, except for the part that mattered, during his 'lessons'.
"Do it Spike. Now." Angel said firmly. He understood Spike's hesitation, but he couldn't wait anymore and this really wasn't about Angelus and William, but about Angel and Spike and they needed to do it differently.
Spike unfastened Angel's belt, then his pants. He saw that Angel was wearing boxers. Silk ones. Looked expensive too.
"You Poof. Can't even have decent underwear." Spike muttered jokingly, still panting. A second after he said it, he regretted it. What if Angel didn't want him to talk?
Angel laughed lightly, startling Spike. "I'll have you know that my boxers are really decent. Now take my fucking pants off. It's too tight in there."
Spike smiled. This was even more fun than he thought. "Sure Sire, whatever you want." He slid the pants down Angel's legs and knelt to take them off completely. Angel's silk clad erection was now right in front of him and he couldn't resist leaning in and kissing it.
"Yes Spike. Good." Angel moaned when he felt the teasing touch of Spike's mouth on him. "Take the boxers off now. I want to feel your talented mouth on me." Spike did as he was told and eased the boxers down. He stared at the erection now standing proudly up in front of him and licked his lips.
Angel placed his hands on Spike's shoulders and the younger vampire looked up, waiting. Angel grinned at his submission.
"Waiting for something Spike?"
Spike looked in his Sire's eyes and nodded shyly.
"And what is it you're waiting for?"
Spike looked down at the hard flesh. Angel forced him to look back up.
"Look at me and answer me. What are you waiting for?"
Surprised Spike looked in his Sire's eyes again and swallowed. "I'm waiting for your command Sire." He said, his voice barely above a whisper.
"Good boy Spike. Go on. Suck me." Angel said hoarsely. God he wanted this so much.
Spike didn't think about it twice and took the head in is mouth. He deep throated it in one swift movement, knowing that used to drive Angelus crazy. It didn't matter that it wasn't Angelus, pleasuring Angel shouldn't be much different. They still had the same body. He wasn't wrong.
Angel arched his back and moaned loudly. "Oh yes Spike. That's good. Oh so good."
Spike sucked on Angel's cock as he slowly pulled back until only the tip was still in his mouth. He played with it, running his tongue over the sensitive head.
"Oh Spike. You're so good at this. Suck me, Oh yeah, suck me." Spike continued his slow movements for a little longer, deep throating then letting go.
"Spike! Faster. Yes that's it, faster. You know how I like it, don't you boy? Yes."
Spike complied and sucked faster and faster. He could feel Angel's climax coming and he took Angel's cock deep inside his mouth, until the tip hit the back of his throat. He squeezed his throat muscles around the shaft and slowly let it out.
"Oh YES Spike!!!" Angel screamed as his release hit him.
He came hard into Spike's mouth, harder than he had in a long time. Spike swallowed it all. He licked the softening member clean then released it from his mouth. He sat on his heels, waiting, not even trying to touch himself. He was painfully hard, but this wasn't about him.
"You are so good Spike. As good as I remember, if not better. That was perfect." Angel said, finally coming out of his haze.
Spike smiled at his sire. He had earned praises.
Angel smiled back at him. 'I love to see him smile like this. Passive and under my control. And damn me if he doesn't like it.' "Come here now." Angel said, sitting on the edge of the bed.
Spike stood up and walked slowly towards his sire. He knew he wouldn't want him to go too fast. Angelus loved to watch... and Angel looked like he was enjoying it too. Angel grinned and watched, as Spike slowly made is way to the bed.
"Lay down on the bed and close your eyes." Angel said firmly. Spike did as he was told and sprawled himself in the middle of the bed.
"Put your arms up and beside your head." Spike complied, his eyes staying shut. He couldn't wait to see what Angel had in store next.
"Good boy Spike." Angel said as he opened the first drawer of his nightstand and took something out.
He straddled Spike's hips and took a hold of the other vampire's wrists. He cuffed first one then the other on the headboard.
"Fuck Sire. What is this?" Spike asked softly, slightly nervous but still not opening his eyes.
"You questioning me Spike?" Angel asked, raising his eyebrows.
Spike shook his head. "No Sire. Just a little curious. You never..."
"What did I tell you earlier? I am not Angelus and you are not William. This isn't about the past Spike, it's about now. I want you handcuffed, I will have you handcuffed and I won't accept any resistance. Got it?"
"Yes Sire." Spike whispered submissively.
"Good boy." Angel said with a broad grin. God he loved this. "Now... what's next?" He looked at Spike, still grinning. "I know... How about a little torture?"
Spike took a deep breath.
Angel left Spike's hips and went to kneel between his thighs. He took a feather from the nightstand and slowly began working his way up. Starting with the right foot and softly moving towards the knee, then the thigh, and up to the hip, before changing legs and giving the left one the same treatment.
Spike was writhing. These soft touches were unbearable. He couldn't stand this. It was too careful, too soft, so not like Angelus and all the torture he used to inflict on him. 'I'm not Angelus.' Angel's voice echoed in Spike's mind. 'No, damn you're not.'
"Angel, God! I can't bear this!"
"What Spike, you don't like it?" Angel asked smiling wickedly, as he worked the feather up to Spike's hip.
Spike laughed as it passed over a ticklish spot, arching his back away from the torturing touch of the feather.
"Oh God Angel! Stop this." Spike said through his laughter.
"What do you want me to do Spike? Tell me." Angel kept working the feather up. He had now reached Spike's navel and slowly circled it.
"Sire, please."
"What Spike? What do you want?"
"Please, stop this, it's torturing me."
"But isn't that the whole point here?" Angel asked grinning. 'I love to hear him beg. I want him to beg until he can't think.' Angel thought, dipping the feather into the navel.
"Angel!"
"Yes Spike?" Angel was enjoying this. Angelus had never been one for pleasure, but this was a sweet torture and Angel loved it.
"Stop. Please stop. Or damn well touch me. Please." Spike still had his eyes squeezed shut and his head was thrashing from side to side, not able to restrain himself.
"But isn't it what I'm doing? Touching you?" Angel said, dragging the feather towards Spike's sensitive nipples.
"Not there. Oh Sire. Stop! Please."
"You're a good boy Spike. You beg nicely," Angel took the feather away. "Just for that, I'll stop. You deserve a reward." He straddled Spike hips again and Spike could feel his very hard cock poking his stomach.
"Open your eyes and look at me." Spike complied. He looked up at his Sire and what he saw there made him tremble. But not in fear. He was shivering with anticipation. God he loved this kind of torture.
"You want a reward Spike?" Angel asked roaming his hands on Spike's chest.
"Yes! Please Sire." Spike arched up in Angel's touch, trying to get more of it. "Please!"
Angel lowered his head and placed his neck in front of Spike's mouth. "You may bite me. Just a little nip mind."
Spike looked at Angel in shock. "What? You bloody kidding me?" He asked angrily. This wasn't something to joke about. Never had Angelus let him near his neck.
"Spike. I order you to bite me. You take a little of my blood. Freely given. I. Want. You. To. Bite. Me. Now." Angel knew what this meant, Sire's blood was even more powerful to a Childe then Slayer's blood. Spike didn't need to be told again, his game face slid forward and he bit Angel's neck. Angel rocked on Spike's stomach, the biting arousing him to no end.
"Enough now. You be a good boy and you'll get more." Spike withdrew his fangs reluctantly, but knew better then to argue.
Angel knelt between his legs again. "Lift your legs up." Spike complied, holding his legs up to his chest, showing his puckered hole.
"Beautiful Spike." Angel said, as he pressed one finger on Spike's opening.
"Oh Yes! Sire." Spike moaned.
"What do you want Spike? Tell me." Angel asked, his finger not moving, while his other hand moved up and down Spike's thigh.
"Look at me Spike and tell me. What do you want?" Spike looked in his sire's eyes.
"I... please... I want..." He stuttered, not able to get his thoughts together.
"Yes, you want...?"
"Please! I want you... in me. Sire. Please!"
Angel smiled and slowly eased his finger in Spike's tight hole. "Like this Spike?"
"Oh Yes! No! Too damn slow! More! Please, give me more!"
"You want more?" Angel thrust his finger deep in Spike's tight hole.
"OH Yes! Angel!" Spike screamed in pleasure. Angel smiled. He took his finger out swiftly. Spike whimpered at the loss.
"What? Am I... Am I not good?" He asked, worried that it would all end up there.
Angel smiled at him and shook his head. "You are really good my boy and sooo hot."
"Then why?" Spike sounded like a little scared boy.
"You want me to take you dry my boy?" He looked at Spike as realization kicked in. "I'm not Angelus and I don't wanna hurt you. Torture you yes, hurt no. I'm not into that anymore."
Angel brought his wrist to his mouth and tore it open. He coated his fingers with blood and rapidly thrust two of them back into Spike.
Spike howled in pleasure and pain arching his back. He pulled on the cuffs and almost tore his wrists.
"You like that Spike? Tell me how you like having my fingers in you. Tell me. I want to hear you." Angel's lustful voice reached Spike's ears, but it took a time to register.
"Yes Sire! More. I want more, please! More." Spike moaned.
"Good boy Spike." Angel added a third finger and thrust even harder in the tight opening.
He scissored his fingers, trying to hit Spike's nub.
"Yes! OH Angel!! This is soooo good! Oh yes! Please! I need more!" Spike screamed as Angel made him see stars.
"Tell me what you want Spike." Angel was so hard he could cum just from the sounds Spike was making. But he had a lesson to teach.
"I want you Sire, I want you in me, please!!! I need you in me." Spike was going crazy with want, he really couldn't bear it much longer.
Angel took his fingers out and leaned on Spike, his body completely covering him. 'Well, not really completely.' Angel thought, grinning inside. He hadn't touched Spike's cock, and he wasn't going too before Spike begged a lot more.
Spike whimpered at the loss, but when Angel covered him, he looked him in surprise. "What...?" Spike began to ask. He was interrupted by Angel's mouth on his.
Angel kissed Spike tenderly. Torturing him with his lips. Slowly entering his tongue in a mimic of what he intended to do soon. Spike moaned. This was very new. Never had Angelus kissed him. Angel pulled back and moved back between Spike's legs.
Spike stayed a moment his eyes closed, just letting the feeling of the kiss course through him.
"Open your eyes Spike. Look at me." Angel said hoarsely.
Spike opened his, still under the post kiss haze and looked right into his Sire's eyes.
"Turn over, on your stomach, your beautiful ass in the air."
"How can I bloody turn Sire? I'm attached!" Spike said, his voice filled with lust and anticipation.
"Oh. Sorry! Forgot about that." Angel said, blushing, before taking the cuffs off. "Turn now."
Angel couldn't bear it much longer. As he looked at Spike, slowly turning over, he coated his painful erection. Spike knelt there, in total submission, his ass in the air and his head resting in his arms.
"Beautiful." Angel gently stroked Spike's ass cheek before smacking him once on each one.
"You have a beautiful ass Spike. Do you want me to fuck you now?"
Spike moaned. "Yes! I want you! Please fuck me now! Fuck me! Oh God, Angel, fuck me!" Angel smacked him again a little harder and Spike moaned in pleasure. Without any hesitation, Angel thrust deep into Spike's tight hole in one hard thrust.
Spike howled and arched up, thrusting against Angel do get him to move. The older vampire had stopped moving, the feeling of being in his childe's hole again was strong and he had to stop himself from cumming.
"Oh God, Spike you feel so good!" Angel moaned as he started thrusting back and forth, harder and faster with each movement of his hips.
"Sire! More! Please! You're so good!! Angel!"
Smacking Spike's ass again for good measure, Angel started thrusting faster and Spike pushed against him, trying to get more of this beautiful cock. He tried to get more friction on his own aching member.
"Did I tell you you could do that Spike? You want me to stop?"
Spike's eyes widened in fear. "No Sire. I didn't mean..."
"It's all right, just don't do it again." Angel said, thrusting deep and hitting Spike's prostate once more. Spike screamed in pleasure.
"Good boy! Scream for me! I love it when you scream!" Angel was so close to cumming. He just needed...
"YES! ANGEL!!!!" As Spike screamed, Angel came hard into his oh so tight hole. He thrust once, twice more, Finally spent, he eased himself out of Spike and smacked him again. "You were a very, very good boy Spike." He said smiling. Spike's eyes widened in anticipation.
"You've earned another reward." Angel helped Spike turn around and caressed his thighs. He lowered himself and in one swift movement, he took Spike's cock deep inside his mouth.
"Fucking Hell!!! Angel!" Spike screamed as he came hard into his Sire's mouth. Wave after wave of a previously denied pleasure coursed through him, almost painful in its intensity.
Never, absolutely never would Angelus have taken him in his mouth, it was a fact and it doubled the pleasure Spike felt. Angel swallowed every drop of the fluid before looking up and leaning on Spike's side. He gently caressed the other vampire's chest and nuzzled on his neck.
"You've been so good. Do you want more blood my boy?" He asked, a little sleepily. Spike turned around in shock. Angel smiled at him.
"I told you if you were a good boy you could have more."
Spike smiled and nodded. He was so tired, but damn if he was going to let his chance pass.
Angel bent his head and bared his throat. Spike bit at the exact same place he had bitten earlier and let the flow of potent blood filled his mouth. Finally, he felt Angel pushing him lightly and he let go, swallowing the last drop that was still in his mouth. Angel gestured to him to lay down beside him.
"You learned your lesson Spike?"
"Yes." Spike said breathlessly. Damn if he ever was going to hurt Buffy again... or if it meant more of this, then maybe he would do it!
"If you ever do that again, I will deny you all this. You hear me?"
Spike's eyes widened in fear and confusion. "M'not going to do it ever again, Sire. But... what do you mean, deny me?"
"You think I would let you go after this? Not likely love. This was one of the most incredible moments of my un-life and I intend on doing it again very often!" Angel grinned then his face turned serious. "Unless you hurt any of my friends again."
"Not Bloody likely Poof!" Spike exclaimed then looked down. "Sorry... Sire."
Angel laughed lightly and cradled Spike in his arms. "I don't mind you calling me that. It has a nice tone to it. Just as long as you don't do it in front of my friends." Spike was shocked by Angel's reaction. But oh so pleased. He had never felt as good as he did right now in his Sire's arms. Angel leaned in and kissed him tenderly, arousing some emotions in Spike he had never thought he could feel for his Sire. Angel said it best.
"Stay with me. I don't want you to ever leave again. And I'm not going to leave you either."
"Love you Angel." Spike muttered, half asleep in Angel's arms.
Angel hugged Spike tighter to him and rested his head on the other vampire's shoulder. "Love you too Spike."
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