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Fic: Pain is so close to pleasure - Part 5

Parts 1 – 4 here

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Heading: Pain is so close to pleasure Part 5/?
By: finvampire 
Beta:Ash C.  (Thank you sweetie)
Pairing: William (Spike)/Liam(Angel) Xander,Willow,Wesley,Anya,Buffy and Giles mentioned
Fandom: AtS
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Romance, angst, SLASH,human AU
Disclaimer: I do not own characters of Angel, Spike Xander,Willow,Wesley,Anya,Buffy or Giles Credit goes to Joss Whedon and Co. Story concept is fully mine.
Summary: William gets a “brother” Liam , when his mom decides to invite her new boyfriend to live with them ;) and what’s funny is that William is gay, but his mom doesn’t know that ...and William just found out it himself a while ago, and even worse Liam isn’t gay (or that’s what he says).....you know where this is headed yeah?
A/N: Just had this idea in my head for a long time..so..had to try and put it on “Paper” ;)
Warnings: angst, SLASH, sexual content, strong language, involuntary sex,violence
Feedback: pretty please :P




Part 5

Spike woke up with a splittin’ headache the next morning; again, all the stress had caused his migraine to return. He was still worried about Angel – his new “brother”; a guy he was secretly in love with. But he knew he could never tell that to Angel, who would probably freak out and kick his sorry ass. Spike knew from experience that jocks like Angel didn’t like “geeks” or “gays”, though no-one knew Spike was gay – except his friends Xander, Wesley and Willow. He did however qualify as a geek among the jocks.


~*~

“Mornin’ pet” Spike said, entering the kitchen where Angel was just about to start his breakfast.

“Morning” Angel muttered, staring at his plate like it was the most interesting thing in the world – he was ashamed about the fact that Spike had witnessed his behaviour the previous night.

Angel finished his breakfast quickly and when he was about to stand up he let out a silent cry, as if he had been hurt somehow. He glanced at Spike nervously as he left, heading outside. Then suddenly something really weird happened. Gerard was coming towards Angel, and he went as pale as a sheet, almost running out of the house.

~*~

It was project-week at Spike’s art class and he decided to do a study of male physique, which meant various sketches made from many angles of the human body. He had taken art classes as an extra activity, to gain points. Spike didn’t want to draw himself though, as he wasn’t (in his own opinion) even close to the definition of male beauty, but he had one candidate in his mind who would fit perfectly: Angel.

“Have the assignment ready by Friday...okay Spike?” Professor Giles reminded him; he had the habit of losing himself into his art and forgetting the release dates.

“Yeah...sure thing professor,” he nodded and headed outside, bumping into Wesley.

“Soddin’ ‘ell...would you look where you’re going, mate?” Spike grinned at Wesley.

“Sorry,” he muttered, looking annoyed.

“‘S okay,” Spike chuckled, walking into the school cafeteria with Wesley.

Angel was already there, surrounded by his jock friends, who were joking and laughing loudly. Angel just sat there, staring at his coffee absently; seemingly unaware of the world around him.

‘Good God....he looks delicious enough to eat,’ Spike thought, sitting down next to Wesley. Xander and Willow arrived shortly after them, debating passionately about something.

~*~


Spike couldn’t believe his luck when Angel strolled in the next day at the art class. Professor Giles had asked Angel to model for them - to gain some extra points. At first, he had thought it was stupid, but agreed finally because he needed all the points he could get and it wasn’t like he had to be naked – only without a shirt.

“Angel....you can come here...stand here, and focus your gaze on that painting over there...then lift your left hand to your pelvis, and let other just hang loosely on the side....like that, “ Professor Giles guided Angel.

Spike just stared with his mouth open – Angel was stunning! He hadn’t seen anything that beautiful in his whole life! Angel was wearing tight blue jeans, cupping his delicious ass like a second skin. Other than that, he wore nothing.

“Earth to Spike,” he heard someone giggle. It was Buffy, his art class partner; who had a crush on Angel.

‘Annoying bitch,’ Spike thought, turning to the work at hand. He started with few raw strokes; then changing into more defining lines and shadows; finally revealing Angel’s beautiful features.

He had really hard time drawing Angel’s body – which was, in his opinion, too perfect to be legal.
Spike devoured the sight of silky smooth skin; tanned golden and glistening in the warm classroom.

‘What are you doing to me?’ he asked in his head, trying not to look at Angel – who was stretching his body, trying to get the stiffness out of his limbs.

Spike felt a little twitch in his pants and decided that he needed to use the school’s sanitary
facilities. He could no longer restrain himself, so he did something highly pathetic – jerked off in a school toilet, Imagining naked Angel, stretching his gorgeous body under him in a bed with red silk sheets, he took hold of his aching cock and started to pump. He imagined how it would feel – to have his skin sliding against Angel’s golden body, all slick and heated, and to kiss Angel’s neck – to lick his lips and kiss that delicious mouth passionately. It didn’t take long before he came – hard and almost shouting into his own hand.
~*~

It was pretty late when he came home that day, tired, and stumbled into middle of something weird. Gerard was holding Angel by the hair with his other hand grabbing his ass; they were in the kitchen, unaware that Spike was standing behind them in the hallway. From Spike’s point of view, it seemed highly sexual and Angel looked scared to death. He felt violent anger rising inside him and stepped into the kitchen.

“What the bloody ‘ell are you doing? “ he growled at Gerard with blackened eyes – that man was hurting “his” Angel, and would pay for that. He just knew from the start that Gerard was a scumbag, and this proved it. Fuckin’ ‘ell, the man was molesting his own son – the sick bastard!

Gerard jumped in a surprise and let go of Angel, staring at Spike with a seemingly guilty look on his face.

“I was just disciplining the brat!” he barked at Spike, glaring at him angrily.

“With your hand on his ass?” he asked with a cold voice.

“I don’t know what you’re on about...I have a right to correct him...I am his father! “ Gerard was yelling now, walking towards Spike with a menacing manner.

“Yeah...sure you are....a sick one that is,” Spike snarled, his eyes shooting blue fire.

“You little...” Gerard managed to say, and was just about to hit Spike – when Anya walked into the room.

“What is all this fuss about?” she asked, yawning.

Spike was just about to tell her, when he saw Angel shake his head at him with pleading eyes.

“Ummm...nothing...just a little misunderstanding,” Spike said, angry about the fact that Gerard got away with it, as if he hadn’t tried to almost rape his own son a while ago.

Angel got up silently and went to his room, trying to act like nothing was wrong – but Spike saw he was clearly shaking all the way upstairs.

‘My poor baby,’ he thought to himself and decided to watch over “his” beautiful Angel. Even if it meant killing Gerard, he wouldn’t let that lowlife touch his beloved ever again!

TBC