Forced to His Knees 8
8 May 2004
Eternal, 8.30 pm
"But I don´t like redheads!" whined a pouting Wesley, with one hand raised, playing with the brunette vampires ear. Sitting on Angel´s lap, he stunned the others with his portrayal of a spoilt consort. Spike at first stared then began to snicker at his Sires attempts to stop laughing himself, turning the starting smile into a muttered ´spoiled brat´.
The younger vampire had almost had a fit when the older human had appeared in the lobby of the Hyperion decked out in full tweed armour right down to the pocket watch on a chain. Angel was dressed in his rarely used leather pants and blood red shirt while a nervous virgin had been attired in full disco slut wear, black leather pants, motorbike boots and a tight silver mesh top that left nothing to the imagination. Wesley had even broken out the contact lenses for the occasion.
Spike had just dressed as he normally did, tight black jeans, red shirt over a black t–shirt, boots and duster. After much complaining on his behalf, he had grudgingly admitted that the contrast between himself and Giles was appropriate. Young punk with the older conservative. Even Angel and Wesley looked good together, a tall and dark brooding man with his flighty bright plaything.
Once Graham had arrived from Sunnydale especially with Giles´ requested clothing, Buffy and the rest of the girls had gone shopping for more food and to get Wesley his slut wear. It had been the women who had come up with the idea of complete opposites for them all to play. Wesley however, had drawn the line regarding an ear piercing, stating that it just wasn´t him. Spike had laughed, knowing from the disappointment rolling off his Sire, that the younger man would end up getting one anyway if Angel had anything to say about it.
Gunn, Riley and Doyle had spent the rest of the afternoon filling in the ex–army man, thinking that while he was in L.A., he might as well help. Once filled in, Graham had agreed, sickened at the thought of anyone being forced against their will. Until it had been time to get ready, there really hadn´t been much to do. Anya, Willow and Tara had made up six rooms for the boys to stay in while they figured out what to to do with them. Joyce and Cordelia had kept pretty much to the kitchen in an effort to make dinner for them all, entertaining Iesha and Gonturan while their parents had a break from them.
Wesley and Giles had spent the rest of the afternoon memorising glamour detection spells for both people and buildings. Once the words were recited, any person in a room with a hint of glamour would shine brightly for a few seconds as would the holding object for the original images. The two men also memorised a spell that would light up anything remotely touched by magic, making the said object bright red for a second or two, not just to pick up glamour but even little things like a stain removal or a cloaking spell.
Buffy had been short on temper and full of energy until Giles had pleaded with her to just do something, leading to a sparring session with Angel while Spike shouted insults of how fat and slow they were at them both. 7.30 had come and the four men had stopped what they were doing and had gone to their rooms to get ready, although the blonde vampire had just grabbed a beer and waited for the others to come back down stairs. Once the three men had finished dressing and had joined the others back down in the lobby, they had gone through the floor plan of the brothel a last time.
Angel´s eyes had almost shot out of his head when he had seen a shy demure Wesley replaced with a pouting, spoilt brat, come prowling down the stairs, only to lose the look when he had blushed at the round of wolf whistles that had been directed at him. He had hardly been able to look at the blue prints, not wanting to tear his eyes off the younger human and had certainly taken no notice of his Childes objections to being paired with Old Stuffy.
Admist the calls of good luck and be carefuls, they had set off in Angel´s car to Eternal, parking a few streets away. They had used the alley entrance for the first time, wanting to check it out before they rescued the six males. The door had been set in the wall about halfway down the short alley, a man hole just in front of it. One plan was to gather the prostitutes and take them back to the hotel via the sewers, hopefully avoiding anything that was sent out after them.
The corridor leading from the alley entrance to the sitting room inside of Eternal had only showed some sort of barrier placed at either end, the whole corridor had been flooded with bright light shining from the red walls that had appeared in front of the two doors when Wesley had mouthed the required words. All four males hoped that there hadn´t been a camera to catch the abrupt flare of red. After the red had died down, they had trooped through the wooden door at the far end of the corridor, pushing aside the curtain that was used to cover the doorway. As each of the men had passed through, a buzzer had sounded through out the sitting room.
Clark had coming towards them from through the solid french doors on the other side of the gold and cream room, wringing his hands and smiling at the four men. Angel had sat down straight away, pulling Wesley down onto his lap in an attempt to stop himself lashing out at the greasy man. The younger ex–watcher had snuggled into the brunettes arms, stroking at Angels human face and glancing around the comfy room. Giles had planted himself firmly behind a shorter blond vampire, making sure that Clark would notice him rubbing against Spike, not even changing his expression when the blond had pushed himself back into the older humans crotch.
After asking if they had any preference for the night, the simpering man had gone to get Patrick and Scott as requested after the answer had been no, that they wanted the boys natural for the session. Wesley had continued to pat and stroke at Angel, who was nipping at his silver tipped fingers, for a few minutes after Clark had left the room. Spike had left off grinding his backside into the shop owner and sat down next to his Sire on the couch. Both vampires had heard a low muttering from Giles and they hoped that the spell would work.
Just before leaving, Willow and Tara had raced up to them, all excited by a spell they had found. One of the books that had been copied by Spike during his punishment had featured spells and incantations for the modern day. Amongst them had been a spell that disrupted all electricity for brief periods. The spell didn´t state how long or how wide the area would be that was disrupted, but they had been sure that it would be useful for the cameras.
Once Giles had finished the incantation, the men had shrugged their shoulders as the lights remained on until suddenly they had just flicked straight off as Wesley had made a move to get up from Angels lap. With the brunette vampires arms holding him still, both Wesley and the other older human had recited the magic sensing spell, watching as the french doors lit the room in a bright red. Apart from the glow coming from underneath the russet curtain hiding the door to the corridor, nothing else was seen to be glowing red.
The men had made sure that it was the only glowing object before the light could wane, only seconds after it had started, the room had been plunged back into total darkness. Wesley had taken the opportunity to finally kiss the vampire, slowly sucking the brunettes tongue before pulling away and sitting quietly in the cool lap, waiting for the lights to flick on again. Spike and Giles had stayed where they were, only to suddenly rub their eyes as the light shone brightly again. The whole time between the light going out until it had shone again was only around three minutes, very little time indeed.
An apologising Clark had appeared from out of the doorway in one corner of the room, behind him had trailed a brunette and a red head. The blonde vampire had gotten up from the couch and had stood beside the ex–watcher that was pretending to be his consort, Spike had smelt the tension and anger on the serious male and had known that this would not be a good time for it to explode. With one hand on the older humans upper arm, he had made a show of running his other hand over the tweed clad chest, back facing Clark and the two boys. At one glance, he had seen that the other man was almost as white as he was.
Wesley had seen the look on Giles face and had delivered his line as an attempt to pull Clark´s attention away from the blond and the tweed clad consort. Sitting on Angels lap, he could feel the vampire beneath him trying not to laugh as the silver clad man went on and on about Patrick´s hair colour. It really wasn´t a funny situation but Angel just couldn´t help himself, they still had no idea of how they were going to get the six boys out of there.
Taking his eyes off the man wriggling in his lap for a moment, he looked properly at the two prostitutes that were standing quietly with eyes down and hands behind their backs. Something was wrong, Xander still didn´t look old enough, he would have to ask the boy why later on in the room. One hand placed over Wesley´s complaing mouth, Angel snarled a demand for Patrick to be made a dark blond. Clark nodding and once again apologising for the blaming the temporary blackout on a power surge in that room only, had complied, allowing the four men to see how the glamour worked first hand.
The small suit clad man just laid one hand on the taller boys red hair and muttered a few words, the hair underneath his hand shimmered and slowly grew twisted into individual locks of curly dark blonde hair. Spike threw the mastercard at Clark, snapping that he should hurry up. Telling Scott and Patrick to start, the simpering man left via the french doors to charge Wesley´s card again. Shy smiles graced the boys faces as they finally looked at who had rented them for the next two hours.
The blond vampire felt his hand being grasped and turned to see Scott smiling at him. Not glancing at Giles, he gently tugged at Spike in an effort to get him upstairs. With a sigh, the blond grabbed the larger hand of the ex–librarian and pulled him along up the stairs and down to Scott´s room only to be suprised when Patrick led Angel and Wesley into the same room.
Door shut behind them all, Scott and Patrick went to stand beside the bed, eyes down and hands behind the back again.
Giles snapped out of his stupor as Spike shoved him down on the couch in front of an empty fireplace. He just couldn´t believe it, even after the two vampires had confirmed it, he hadn´t been able to grasp that it was real. Even now a big part of him was hoping that it was all an illusion. Head held between his hands, he sat for the moment while trying to gather his courage as he felt all the anger flood out of him only to be replaced with sorrow. He had thought that Wesley was going to be a problem not himself.
Wesley continued to cling to Angel, mainly because he wanted to and just a little for the cameras. He was worried at how the older human was doing, he hadn´t been able to miss the look of anguish that had passed over his face as he had stepped into the room. The younger ex–watcher had been barely able to suppress a shudder himself when the two youths had been led out. The only good things so far had been the kiss, now knowing that the electrical disruption was limited to the room the spell caster was in and being able to see how the glamour was performed. So far it looked like just external colouring.
Spike snorted at the whole room and everybody in it, he traded a look at his Sire as the two boys asked if they had a preference of how it was going to go that night. This time Angel took the iniative and ordered the boys to start the spa and to wait there until it got hot enough, Spike adding for them to put on a show while they waited. Scott and Patrick held hands as they walked over to the waiting tub that filled one corner of the room. Scott quickly set the thing firing, running the water until it filled the large tub. It would hold four people comfortably but six people would be out of the question. He joined the now blond Patrick, sitting on the edge of the spa, running their hands over each other.
Angel´s cock hardened as he watched the two boys lightly paw at each other, thinking that maybe Spikes idea of getting them to put on a show wasn´t entirely a bad idea. He didn´t think that Giles would be able to cope, the older human was still sitting on the couch. Sniffing the air, he turned his attention to his Childe, smelling the arousal as the blond absently tugged at the front of his black jeans while watching the show. God, Spike was nothing but a constant erection at times. With Wesley almost inside of him, he was that close, he guided the other two men towards the couch and Giles.
Wesley was getting horny. He knew that he shouldn´t be but he couldn´t help it, the show of light petting and barely brushed kissing from the two sitting on the spa edge was getting to him. The younger human could tell that Spike was already just about to pull himself out and start wanking, the vampire wouldn´t care who watched. Standing as Angel seated himself on the couch next to a distressed older man who was refusing to look towards the spa, he settled himself on Angels broad lap while Spike sat on the arm of the couch just looking at the show.
Quietly, Angel asked if the older ex–watcher was alright, hissing when he got a shaken head. Shit, this hadn´t been expected. For Wesley to stuff up, yes, but not for Giles to have gone weak on them. Getting his Childes attention was hard, he was already stroking himself. It was only after Wesley leant over and kissed the bleached vampire, lightly biting through the duster, did he look back at his growling Sire and lapful of rogue demon hunter. With a gesture at the lightly sobbing Giles, he indicated for the blond to do something, Angel was at a loss as what to do. Spike leered at the playful human before hissing himself when he saw the older man caught in a breakdown.
"For fucks sake, pull yourself together you wanker" snarled the irritated blond vampire. "Your not helping anyone,least of all Xander"
The whole room was shocked into stillness as the tweed clad man leapt to his feet declaring that Spike no longer loved him. Tears running down his face, the older human stomped off into the wood panelled bathroom, slamming the door after him. The blond and brunette vampires looked at each other before Wesley got up from Angels lap and crossed over to the closed door, tapping at it. With no answer coming from the bathroom, he slowly opened the door and walked in.
Spike glanced over at the motionless boys by the spa, snarling at them to continue. Patrick resumed licking Scott´s nipples, he had serviced mixed couples before but never had he experienced a lovers tiff. Scott closed his eyes again, not wanting to look over at the couch as he played with Patrick´s penis through the white pants. The brunette vampire looked back at the bathroom for a moment before tugging at his own tenting pants, eliciting a snort from the bleached blond who was pumping slowly at his hard length already.
Wesley and Giles came back out of the bathroom as Angel undid his own pants. The younger watcher eyed him sternly before declaring that it was his job as a consort to be doing that type of thing. Straddling the cool thighs, the black and silver clad male leant against the broad chest and whispered that Giles would be fine as long as he didn´t have to touch Xander, apparently the boy had thought of the older man as a father figure and Giles had likened any touching to be as bad as incest. With a grimace, the brunette agreed. Spike had heard what the younger human had said and pulling the tweed clad male around so that his back was towards the spa, he loudly stated that he loved the older human and that tonight was just a bit of fun.
"You always wanted to have two blonds in your bed, didn´t you?" leered the younger vampire as the ex–watcher slowly nodded. Giles was relieved that the bleached blond wasn´t going to make a fuss, he was upset enough by the fact that he had been momentarily so weak. Looking down, he groaned as the vampire continued to masturbate while smirking up at the older human. Hand rubbed across his eyes, Giles started to undress much to everyones surprise including the bleached blond. Wesley, getting the hint, ground himself down into a game faced Angel before standing and slowly unbuttoning his silver mesh top much to the appreciation of Angel.
Clothes thrown on the floor, Giles stood naked in front of Spike. With a barely heard statement of ´this is all you get´, the ex–watcher kneeled down in front of a staring vampire and grasped at the thick white shaft waving of him. A small squeaked ´ok´ and the blond stared at the two boys licking and rubbing at each other while his cock was slowly pumped by a warm hand.
Wesley ripped his attention away from his former mentor giving a chipped vampire a hand job when he heard the brunette in front of him growl because he had stopped stripping. Giles and Spike, it was something that he had never thought to see but he had to admit that it was pretty good, but the continuing show at the spa was even better. Resuming his clothes removal as the groaning from the edge of the couch got louder, he let his top fall to the floor. With a move that saw him standing in between the vampires wide spread legs, he lifted a boot clad foot up to the older brunette. Angel almost ripped the boot off, doing the same to the other one to the amusement of the younger human. Leather pants snapped, the lean man stepped out of them, displaying his lack of underwear to the amazed viewer.
Giles had no intention of giving the bleached blond a blow job no matter how much he was whining for it in between the groans and little pants. He had only ever been with one man and that had been Ethan, he really didn´t want to sully the memories. Hand jerking faster and harder, he aimed the penis away from him at Spikes quick nod. Nose wrinkled in disgust as the thick liquid barely missed him, he was surprised when the vampire swooped down and kissed him hard and hot. Managing to break free for some air, he just about punched the smirking blonde when Spike commented that Giles would make a great consort one day. Still on his knees, he looked around an undressing blond to see Wesley on his knees giving a stunned Angel a blow job.
"Ooohh, turn you on does it?" teased Spike, as he ran his fingers along the older humans hairy chest. Fingers slapped away, he got up from the couch and walked over to the spa. Ignoring the boys for the moment, he stuck his hand in the heating water, noticing that it was almost ready. Attention turned back to the snogging whores, he sniffed at them, shocked that they were both a little aroused. Scott had his hand down Patrick´s pants and was lightly stroking the semi hard shaft as the dark blond was pinching and nipping at Scott´s nipples.
All three heads turned towards the couch as Angel roared his orgasm, Wesley sitting back and wiping at his mouth. Wesley knew that he had just shocked the socks off his employer, he may be a virgin but he still had plenty of practice at other things. Angel just sat there, recovering from one of his best fantasies come true and stunned that it had actually been so good. He let Wesley unbutton his shirt and toss it to the floor, not worried about how wrinkled it would be when putting it on later. He felt his boots taken off, his socks following. Standing at Wesley´s urging, his pants soon puddled on the floor.
Giles had been unable to stop himself masturbating at the sight, he had often wondered if the other watcher had been as inexperienced as he made out. Virgin of course but quite obviously not as clumsy at some things. Coming a few seconds after Angels loud bellow, he felt himself relax, most of the tension flowing out of his body. With a quick glance at the blond by the spa, he deliberately grabbed the red shirt from the floor and cleaned his chest off, daring the blond to argue. He was still upset over Xander but he was feeling that he could now at least start to deal with the situation. He had put on a show for the cameras, played his bit at being a consort to the younger vampire, now he hopefully didn´t have to do anything else.
"Excuse me Sirs, the water is ready now"
With that, the spa jets kicked into life, filling the room with the sound of bubbling water. Spike hopped straight into the water, patting at his lap in an indication for Scott to come and join him. With an order for Patrick to wait by the side of the spa, he leered as Scott undressed and straddled his warming thighs.
Scott was almost beside himself, only the years of practice kept the wide smile on his face. He had been sure that he would be forgotten about. His nightly prayers were just a routine now, he really didn´t believe the words he spoke. Leaning into the cool chest he asked if the vampire was real.
"Real again Whelp" smirked the blond as the the warm hands rubbed his nipples. "One thing, I don´t want you to touch the old man, alright?" Seeing Scott nod and reply ´yes sir´, he stroked the boys back as he smelt the fear coursing through the boys whole being, again it wasn´t directed at him. The boy was begining to remind him a bit of Dru, damaged goods. He very much doubted that Harris and the other boys would ever be right in the head again.
Surprised to see Wesley step into the water with out his Sire, Spike took in the lean but muscular body that the ex–watcher had. It was rather like his own but the other man was taller and had a light tan. Quietly muttering that Giles didn´t want to be near Xander naked, he almost leapt out of the water as a cool foot embedded itself in his groin once he sat. With a glare at the younger vampire, he took his first real close up look at the missing Scooby member.
"Hello Scott, how are you?" he asked quietly, remembering that the camera would be able to see his questions. "Would you like to sit on my knee?"
Wesley patted encouragingly at his lap as Scott/Xander nodded shyly, moving off the vampire after giving the blond a peck on the cheek. The ex–watcher reminded himself to be calm when he was kissed by the lad, he was only doing his job. Shifting so that the boy could straddle him easier, he pulled the brunette in close to his chest. He accepted the small kisses that Scott dotted over his face, taking the opportunity to look at the silver jewellery that the boys wore. Unable to find a clasp, he noticed that the brunette was getting a bit fidgety at him fingering the silver necklace and bracelet, indicating that the boy was nervous. It was confirmed when Spike growled at him, frowning slightly until he stopped touching the bracelet.
A low growling at the couch told him that the other two had found the same problem. For once in his life, he was thankful that Spike was able to pick up on emotions. The smile on Scott´s face hadn´t let up once, the chocolate eyes were making him feel guilty for not believing Spike first off. Wesley was sure that the jewellery was what the original image was being stored in. Gently whispering in Scott´s ear for him not to panic, he coughed twice to let Giles know that he was ready. A minute later, he heard an answering sneeze and waited for the lights to go out.
A few minutes later, the room was plunged into darkness only to have the two boys glow white, their jewellery almost blinding them all as both the ex–watchers recited the glamour finding spell. Everyone ground the heels of their palms into their eyes in an effort to stem the pain from the bright light before it died off completely leaving the room dark again.
Spike could smell the emotion coming off Scott blast into more fear than even he had created on a person. Without thinking he grabbed at the boy, dragging him off the other mans lap, clutching him tightly to his chest. He had no idea of what was causing the roiling tidal wave of fear from the boy but the stench of the emotion was strong. The boy was shivering in his grasp, clinging tightly around the vampires neck. He was glad that he didn´t breath anymore.
As suddenly as they turned off, the lights switched back on revealing an outraged ex–watcher staring at a vampire that was being almost throttled by Scott. Giles and Angel looked at each other, Angel could smell the fear from across the room. Patrick was startled by the turn of events but kept smiling even though he radiated puzzlement. With a jerk of his head, Angel indicated for the blond to let go of the distressed youth. Spike untangled the boys arms from around his neck, looking at the fear that radiated out from the chocolate eyes.
With a look back at his Sire, the blond gathered the boy in his arms and hefted him out of the water, splashing an objecting Wesley in the process. Not worrying about the water, he made his way to the bathroom. The boy was still scared, he looked almost ready to go into a coma. Shower door opened, he stood the shivering Scott inside and swiftly turned on the cold water. After a few seconds, the brunette started to jump around the shower trying to get away from the cold water, all fear dissipating as his mind concentrated on getting away from the icy flow.
Wesley smiled at Angel, who had come to join him after Spike had left with Scott. Giles was getting Patrick to massage his shoulders, Patrick was a bit confused by what had just happened but didn´t mind providing the rubbing motions to the older man sitting on the floor between his legs. He wondered about Scott and the bleached vampire and what was going on in the bathroom but finally decided that as long as it didn´t include him, then he didn´t care.
Angel asked Wesley where he had learnt to blow so well, smiling when he was refused an answer. Surprising the younger male, he lifted the other man out of the water and onto the edge of the spa, kneeling in front of him. Wesley´s stomach twisted, he was really looking forward to what was about to happen. With his cock enveloped in a large cool grasp, the human moaned as a tongue flicked out of the smiling mouth and ran along the weeping slit. Angel engulfed the head, wiggling his tongue underneath the sensitive shaft as he slowly took the whole length into his mouth. With an ear listening to the small cries and moans, he made swallowing motions with his throat, relishing the hands dug deep into his hair. Faster, he slid the rod in and out of his mouth, hands pressing Wesley´s thighs so that he couldn´t thrust up. Angel kept making a deep throat plunge every now and again, finally leaving the cock buried deep down his throat, purring around the shaft as Wesley panted and twisted his hair. Letting go of one thigh, he suddenly squeezed the sac holding Wesley´s testicles as he smelt the build up of cum, swallowing the hot essence that poured down his throat.
"Aaahhh!! Jesus Christ, Buddha and The PTB!"
Rang out in the large room, startling everyone once more that night. From the bathroom, Spike started laughing only for it turn into a moan as his cock drove straight into a waiting Scott. With the water now at a comfortable warm temperature, he gave the boy a chance to get used to his shaft, wryly noting that he really didn´t have to. To put it nicely, the boy was saggy. Nothing short of surgery was going to fix this one, and that probably went for all of the other boys as well. A few stitches to tighten him up and no fucking for a few months and the boy would be right as rain physically, mentally however was looking more and more doubtful. Thrusts increasing, he tightened his grip on Scott´s hips as the youth thrusted back at him.
Spike had always wondered if the boy was as great a shag as the ex–demon had made out and he decided that he probably would have been before being so well used. Speeding up the ramming, the blond licked and nibbled at the sweet tasting skin on the boys neck wishing he could bite a the throbbing vein so close to the surface. The pounding was almost brutal, if he had known that the whelp would have been able to take this kind of thrusting, he would have cheerfully provided it in their earlier screw. Scott was moaning, he concentrated on trying to thrust back into the vampire, he just wanted it over with. Pulling out all the stops, he forced himself to clench around the shaft inside of him. It wasn´t easy anymore, he knew that Randall was going to sew him up one day in the near future, Mathew, Andrew and Christopher had already gone through it after it was discovered that the enhancement didn´t tighten for very long, no matter how many times it was applied. A visiting doctor had advised Randall to get it done for Christopher, after complaining that the boy was loose. Embarrassed to have a complaint against one of his staff, he made arrangements for all the boys to be done three months apart from each other. The last to arrive, Scott and the others were still waiting his turn.
The doctor had just operated on the other boys while they were in their rooms in exchange for free time with Christopher. Mathew and Andrew had said that it had hurt a lot at first but after having two weeks off, only providing non penetration stimulation, they had found themselves almost virgin tight again. It was something that Scott really wasn´t looking forward to.
Spike moaned as he felt his cock being gripped by a ring of muscles, telling Scott to keep doing it as he found himself ready to cum. A few more solid thrusts into the warm body and the blond slowly pumped in and out as he emptied himself into Scott, howling into the boys shoulder. Cock pulled out, he turned the boy around, gently shoving him against the shower wall as he took Scott´s penis in his cool hand. Telling the boy to close his eyes, Spike used one hand to pump the hardening cock as he played with the lightly haired testicles. Gently tugging at the sac, he increased the pressure around Scott´s shaft as the boys breathing turned into panting. The blond vampire was taking in a face that hadn´t changed since the day he had gone missing, it wasn´t right. So intent on looking at the brunettes face, he didn´t notice that the boys hands were holding his still.
"Please don´t"
Stunned, the blond at first didn´t think that he had heard right but the tired ancient look staring back at him made him stop fully. Hands dropped to his sides, Scott made a hesitant move forward, cringing in his effort. The vampire wondered what was going to happen next until he got the shock of his unlife.
"Can..can you just hold me?"
A step forward, the blond wrapped his arms around the silent brunette. He could feel the heart racing a mile a minute, slowly he ran his cool hands up and down the warm back until he could detect the heart rate starting to go down. There was no fear directed at anything, just an overwhelming sadness and the scent of pure despair. The boy was standing with his arms held stiffly by his sides, he wanted to be held but he didn´t know how to receive it anymore.
"Put your arms around me, go on Pet" encouraged the vampire, he had no idea why he was doing this but for a brief moment he had a flash of Dru and he remembered how much she had ached for a cuddle some days and how he had loved to provide them for her. He smiled bitterly as he thought about where his black princess was these days. Even though he was standing with a Scooby member in his arms, he just couldn´t bring himself to push the brunette away, it would be like draining an already dead human. No sport at all.
Scott slowly put his arms around the cool body, not quite touching the vampire. At more whispered words, he finally closed his grasp around the slender frame, allowing himself to briefly enjoy a non sexual touch. At the question of ´why´, he answered softly, telling the blond that he wanted to feel home for a moment.
The younger vampire was speechless, he suddenly realized that Xanders memories of Sunnydale meant that everybody and everything had been lumped into one category called home and that apparently included him. Gently rocking the quiet male, he promised that he would be home soon and not to worry. All noises from the main room were ignored by both the males, Spike even ignored the scent of both Angels and Wesleys cum to just stand under the hot water with the brunette.
"Please don´t leave me, take me with you" softly pleaded Scott, relaxing enough to rest his head on the vampires shoulder. "Take us all with you, Christophers not well"
Shushing noises made, the blond was aghast to find himself promising to return for them all tomorrow night. He couldn´t believe that he had just said that but looking into the deep chocolate eyes, he found that he had an odd little hurt, just like when he promised Dru something that would later turn out to be not possible. He knew right then that this Scooby would never recover from having been enslaved in the brothel, the absolute agony peering at him was just too much ever to get repaired in full. He grasped at the boy in a strong hug, until the boy relaxed his whole body and continued to hold him till his Sire told them that time was up.
Letting go of the brunette, Spike stepped back and was annoyed by the re emergence of the wide smile. Head shaken, he thought that he had finally gone soft like his Sire but he admitted to himself that he was upset at seeing the once chirpy and wise cracking boy be so unnaturally submissive and quiet. It just wasn´t right, it wasn´t Xander and would probably never would be again. Leaving the boy where he was, he stomped out of the bathroom to find that everyone else was dressed and waiting for him. Throwing on his clothes, he ignored the cum stain on his red shirt, pulling his duster around him so that it was hidden.
A final glance around the room, they waited for Xander to come out of the bathroom and to get dressed again. Once done, the brunette and dark blonde led the way out of the door, walking past the wooden staircase and disappearing through the blending door.
