Title: How To Tame Your Vampires
Sequel to: Bloodline
Pairings: Chloe/Angel/Spike, Lois/?
Disclaimer: Don't own
Summary: Because of the family curse Chloe was supposed to join her cousin in the quest to find a girlfriend in Sunnydale, and yet somehow, instead of a girlfriend, Chloe finds herself living with two 'defective' vampires who both mark their Intent on her neck...and seem to be wrapped around her little finger.
Lois nearly stumbled at the force of the explosion of power that raced through her. She'd been in the cemetery with the Slayer, listening to Angel as he told them about the surprising turn of events, when suddenly she'd felt a shift in the highly charged atmosphere and then something had exploded. The power was unlike anything Lois had ever felt before, it left her weak, and she could tell from Buffy's and Angel's wide-eyed gaze that they'd both felt it as well and were shocked, affected. As creatures of magic, they weren't as in tune with it Lois was, but they definitely could sense the shift in the air.
"What was that?" Buffy looked around her, eyes wide, almost as if expecting to see whatever it was that had caused the massive surge of power.
"A new player in town making his or her presence known to the whole supernatural community." Lois mumbled, uneasy, hoping that whoever that was wouldn't turn out to be an enemy. "There wasn't a paranormal who didn't feel that."
"Didn't that feel..." Angel looked confused, his eyes narrowed as he gazed around them. "...familiar...somehow?"
"Familiar?" Buffy scrunched up her nose. "Familiar how?"
Lois frowned. "Do you think you know this person?"
"He might be tied to Angelus." Buffy tightened her grip on her stake.
Angel flinched, seeming to break out of whatever connection he'd felt moments ago. "I don't-no." He shook his head. "Forget it." He ran his hand through his hair. "You should get back to your houses, keep safe till we figure out what's going on now."
"I do have that Algebra homework." Buffy made a face. "Maybe I should do another round just in case."
"You prefer to come up against some super-charged big bad instead of doing your math homework?" Lois raised an eyebrow.
"Of course." Buffy declared as if this should be obvious.
Lois suddenly smirked. "Need a partner?"
"You've got Mrs. Gregory too, don't you?" Buffy guessed, grinning.
"Now she is a Big Bad!" Lois nodded before turning to Angel. "You up for some patrolling?"
Angel looked between the two of them, seeming amused before he shook his head. "Maybe next time."
Buffy opened her mouth to say something before she gazed down at her shoes and then smiled up at him genuinely. "Tell Chloe hi for me."
Angel eyed Buffy for a moment, before smiling genuinely as well. "I will."
Lois looked between them, feeling a sense of closure somehow falling upon the two before the vampire turned and left.
Buffy watched him go before turning to Lois, twirling her stake in her hand. "How about we go to Willy's and threaten his shitty little bar? He might know about who this new Big Bad is."
Lois eyed the Slayer before smirking. "I still can't believe that was the thing that broke him. That place is hardly worth it."
"I know, right?" Buffy laughed.
The girls smiled at each other before clearing their throats and looking away from each other, continuing their patrol in an oddly comfortable silence.
Spike had passed out.
Chloe had always heard girls in movies and such complaining about guys going to sleep immediately after sleep, but this was ridiculous. He'd conked out pretty much immediately after he'd cum, and he was deadweight. It'd been hell to push him off of her and get to her feet. She'd have worried about the vampire if it wasn't for the fact that he was snoring quite loudly, and grinning lecherously in his dream. Obviously he was enjoying himself greatly in this dream, and she was resentful of that, especially since now she was hungry for more.
Hunger buzzed under her skin, a weird sort of energy seeming to have been uncorked and now hummed almost as if alive.
She'd heard cold showers were supposed to help this sort of situation, and while there was a part of her that wondered if that only worked for men, Chloe decided for the time-honored remedy for horniness.
It didn't work.
This strange awareness wouldn't go aware, her skin extra sensitive.
Even her magic seemed to be reacting, the lights in the house fluctuating from the wonkiness emerging from her, a couple of them had exploded and blown when she'd come. The electrical appliances had gone wild, the televisions and music systems, microwave and blender...they'd all turned on with the surge and yet neither Spike nor Chloe had noticed them until Spike had thrust deep inside of her, fangs buried in her neck, and cum. And then gone to sleep.
That was when the overwhelming noise finally penetrated. She'd had to turn everything off, unplug a couple of the appliances, which still lived for a couple of minutes despite not being connected to their power source.
In an effort to try and distract her mind and body since the cold shower had done nothing to help her, Chloe went to bed and caught up with her homework, beginning with the one from school, leaving the magic one for later since her magic was a little weird at the moment anyway. She had a feeling she was going to get abysmal marks for this work though, because her mind wasn't on it at all, and she was only half through detested math when she finally threw the book away and laid down on the bed, her hand slowly making its way down her body before reaching the place that begged for attention.
The lights started to go wonky again the second her first gasp escaped parted lips.
Closing her eyes, Chloe ignored it and instead concentrated on her own pleasure.
Where had he felt this energy before?
Angel frowned as he continued walking towards his home, trying to remember where he'd sensed a spike of very similar energy before. He didn't think it was during his Angelus Days, knew somehow that he'd felt it while he was ensouled, and yet if so he shouldn't have such a hard time remembering and pinpointing the time and place. As a vampire he had an incredibly memory, and he'd remember feeling a wave of power like this clearly. He'd have made himself be aware of everything about the person the power came from due to the fact that he knew the person might become an adversary somewhere down the line.
Power like that...it was strong and heady and intoxicating and wasn't normal.
Power like that corrupted.
Power like that...you had to fear.
Yet why was it that he couldn't remember?
Had he been spelled to forget?
There was a time in his ensouled life that he couldn't remember well...and that was his time trapped in that hell dimension, being tortured daily and his mind having regressed to pure animal form.
Had whatever this was come through when Chloe had accidentally pulled him into this dimension?
Horror filled him at that because if it was so then the thing could be after Chloe. It might have realized she was to blame for it being taken from its home dimension.
The vampire started running as fast as he could towards home and his witch.
"It's starting." The voice on the telephone declared. "There was an initial burst of power that indicated the seal was broken, and there have been regular spikes that indicate she's still in the process of molting."
"She must have copulated with a demon." She stared at the wall ahead of her. "That's the only way her seal would be broken."
"I know, and I'm surprised that guardian of hers lets her close to any." There was a pause. "From what I've managed to see, the demons she is in the frequent vicinity of are two werewolf classmates of hers, and two Master vampires who live with her cousin. But the vampires seem to have claimed the cousin, and the werewolves are in a relationship, so I am not sure which of these she might have chosen. Or if it is someone I have yet to see."
"Two Masters claimed the same girl?" She frowned, intrigued.
"Yes." He replied. "Angelus and William the Bloody. From what I can tell, one has been cursed with the soul and the other escaped the Initiative chipped. Can't hurt a human. They're living with the witch and it seems to be a mutually beneficial arrangement. They protect her, she gives them a house and food."
"Ah. How the mighty have fallen." She chuckled before pausing. "What is the status on the Initiative?"
"Our inside man say that they're getting close." There was a pause. "We should act soon."
"All in good time." She assured him. "Right now we need you to keep an eye on the girl, and report back the progress. The Balance is almost shattered and it's affecting everyone everywhere. We can't send the amount of people we usually would for this event. It rests on your shoulders. You need to find out what is going on, who is involved, and when the molting is complete."
"Of course." He hung up.
She tapped the phone to her chin.
Things were about to get exciting.
Lois was beginning to realize something the longer she patrolled with Buffy. That initial explosion of power had been laced with something, something potent, and the smaller bursts that flowed towards them at timed intervals were affecting them. And not only them. The demons and people around them were beginning to be affected as well. This eclipse was prime opportunity demon-wise, especially for the vampires...and yet while at first things had been busy right now things were...getting busy...with each other.
Of course there were those whose lust for blood and pain overpowered their lust for pleasure and those were the ones that Lois and Buffy dispatched with extreme prejudice, but most of the demons, vampires and even people whom the girls came against were too busy making out or...doing much more...to even really care that a Slayer and a Witch were in their presence.
And dammit...coupled with the fact that using her power and such made her horny...Lois was starting to think the Slayer looked pretty hot.
Another wave of that power rippled through her like a wave of lust, causing Lois to shiver and whimper as electric pleasure raced up her spine.
Buffy tightened her hold on her stake so much...it broke.
They sent a look towards each other, breathing heavily.
Chloe cried out as another wave of pleasure exploded from her as she came yet again. Her body was somewhat sore yet needed more, craved more, a humming and buzzing concentrating right under her skin and urging her further. She needed this, like she'd never needed anything else before. It was incredible, it was delicious, and yet it wasn't enough to satisfy this hunger she'd awoken within her. It wanted more...more! Her finger moved over her overly-sensitive clit, causing her to cry and buck once more as she began that steady ascent into the mind-numbing sensation again.
It wasn't a full moon, and yet Willow had felt the feeling of her skin being on pins and needles, but considering that the Balance was basically in shambles right now it shouldn't have come as such a surprise to them. She'd called Buffy first, but the Slayer's phone just rang out, and then she'd called Oz, only to find that her boyfriend was already on his way towards hers, having felt it as well. The change was soon on them, the pain starting like intense cramps, and Willow cried as she grabbed the bag she'd already prepared for the full moon, rushing out of the door the second Oz's van parked outside.
Not for the first time she was relieved that her parents were never around and had no idea what was going on with their only child.
Oz barely got them to his little prison and locked them inside before the shift took over.
Angel froze outside of the gate, gazing at the house.
The lights were flashing on and off, the music was playing loudly, the microwave beeped, and the light posts in the neighborhood were turning on and off in time with the lights inside of the house.
And this power...it was coming from inside.
Suddenly Angel remembered where he'd felt it before.
It'd been right before he was yanked out of the hell dimension and brought back.
The vampires eyes widened.
It was Chloe.
This power was Chloe's!
"No. No. No. No!" Moira called Lois frantically.
The brunette's phone was switched off.
The woman paced inside of Lois' home, pissed off because her niece should have returned by now from patrolling and be engaged in her magical studies.
While Moira had been confused at first as to what was messing up with the magic of the hellmouth, with the energy, she'd frozen when she'd read a passage on... Well, she'd realized what was happening and couldn't believe that Lois would do this. What demon did she know? Why wouldn't she tell Moira?
Damn the girl!
She had no idea what she was doing!
Cordelia locked herself in her bedroom and sat against the door, the noises from the rest of the house disturbing and traumatizing.
This was either going to be a very frigged up bonding experience for her parents...or they'd never be able to look at each other again.
Either way, Cordelia would never invite the dance committee back to her house!
The brunette covered her ears and cringed at the cries of passion below.
Why wasn't Lois picking up?
Chloe cried out, pleasure wracking her body, giving her a couple of moments respite before it would pick up once more, demanding.
Suddenly the door opened, and Angel stood in the doorway, eyes wide on her. He was confused, he was shocked, and the gold glistening in his orbs proved he was fighting his demon from appearing.
She vaguely remembered that there'd been a reason why she hadn't wanted to let herself consider him, but now as she writhed in bed, the need rising once more, Chloe couldn't think about what it was. Angel and her trusted each other, obviously wanted each other, and took care of the other. She couldn't think of anyone else she could let see her like this, whom she'd want to help her. Angel was her fanged puppy...and right now she wanted those fangs deep within her neck.
Angel entered the room slowly, closing the door behind him. "You reek of Spike."
There was that.
"Spike doesn't reek," probably hadn't been the best comeback given the history between Angel and Spike.
Angel's face morphed to his demon's as he came towards the bed, yanking his shirt over his shirt, revealing his washboard abs. He was a little more muscular than Spike's own fit physique, and while he was usually much more subdued he was far from that now as he kicked off his shoes, hands playing with the buttons of his pants as he gazed at her.
Chloe bit down on her bottom lip, liking what she saw.
How long had she thought about Angel like this?
She'd seen him naked before when she'd pulled him out of the hell dimension, and while he'd been impressive then he'd also been starved and tortured. Now to see him like this, healthy and in his right mind-it was intoxicating.
"You let him touch you." Angel's voice was a growl as he gave his pants a jerk, a button flying off. "You let him take you."
As he stalked closer to the bed, Chloe felt for the first time that Angel actually was a predator, and she liked it.
That electricity under her skin grew, giving her shivers as she sucked in a breath.
Angel's pants lowered to the ground and he stepped out of it, standing there in nothing but red silk boxers.
"How do you think that makes me feel?" He asked darkly, thumb running under the elastic of his boxers, something long and hard tenting the material.
"Hard?" She squeaked, lips parting in surprise as the tenting grew larger.
Angel sneered, giving her a little growl. "Try pissed. And hurt."
She frowned, looking up at him, not liking that last bit yet understanding it. "Angel...your soul."
And now she remembered why exactly this was a bad idea.
"You know, I'm getting sick and tired of everyone using that excuse to screw me over." Angel snarled, yanking off his boxers nearly viciously. "I want you. I've wanted you even when my mind was trapped in animalistic haze. I've wanted you when I was half insane. I've wanted you from the first moment the pain ended and I opened my eyes to see an angel leaning over me asking me if I was okay."
Chloe trembled as he came closer. "I want you too..."
That seemed to be all Angel needed to hear.
In seconds he was kissing her hungrily, needy as he covered her burning body with his and settled between her thighs. He rested against her opening yet while his need and desire throbbed against her he ignored it, instead partaking of her lips. He groaned as his hands delved into her hair, grabbing fistfuls as he plundered her lips, his mouth claiming, his tongue invading and conquering. He nibbled on her bottom lip, rolling his hips playfully as he rubbed against her wet heat.
"Angel..." Chloe whimpered, wrapping her arms around his neck as she trembled from his kiss, not knowing if she could survive it if he did more.
"He might have taken you first..." Angel whispered against her lips. "But you're mine more than his." He punished her by pushing it in slightly yet not enough to fully penetrate and give her the friction she craved. "If I have to pull Sire rank on him then dammit, just watch me." With a swift thrust Angel buried himself deep inside of her, cock throbbing deep within, his voice a groan of pleasure. "No one else, Chloe. No one. We'll kill them."
Gold dust rained down on them like glitter as Chloe whimpered, tightening her hold on him and bucking her hips to meet his thrusts.
Everywhere the gold touched warmed and tingled.
Chloe didn't notice, only feeling the coil of passion curling in her stomach, kissing Angel with desperation as she rocked into each of his thrusts. She tightened her grip around his shoulders, needing to feel closer, trying to become a part of him as he withdrew only to sink in all the way to his hilt.
She teased her tongue against his fangs, running it carefully over each sharp edge, swallowing his growl.
But then he slowed his pace, making it torturously slow.
Chloe pulled away enough to complain. "Angel!"
"No." He continued his torturously slow pace, resting his weight on his elbows as he took his pleasure from her. Angel's golden gaze took her in completely, never leaving her face as he moved inside of her.
"But Angel-!" Chloe tried to move her hips faster, that coil in her stomach coiling so incredibly tight it was almost painful and yet at this pace she knew she'd be kept at the borders of that white haze without actually feeling it.
Angel snarled down at her warningly.
She stilled, but felt herself growing wetter in arousal, reminded of Angel post-hell.
He'd been puppyish and scared but damn...there was something about the feral-ness he'd portrayed then that'd always aroused the hell out of her, and to see it here again was breathtaking.
Angel seemed to notice, because he chuckled with far too much self-satisfaction.
Not about to let him get away with that, Chloe grabbed his hair and yanked his head to the side before biting down hard on his neck, breaking skin and tasting blood.
The lights in the light posts in the neighborhood all exploded.
Angel thrust hard inside of her, cursing, Irish accent slipping as his movements grew faster, harder.
Chloe grinned into his neck.
It made sense that vampires had neck fetishes.
As she ran her tongue over the injury, swallowing the blood gathering in her mouth, Chloe decided to guard that information and use it again in the future if anyone decided to play hardball.
"Cheating." Angel hissed a chuckle before repaying the favor, burying his fangs deep inside of her neck, sliding into his old bite marks as he hit something inside of her that had her seeing stars.
Chloe cried out and arched under Angel as inside her pleasure exploded before everything went black.
The sun shining on her eyes the next day teased the brunette out of deep slumber, and as Lois opened her eyes, yawning, for a moment she didn't know where she was or how she'd gotten there.
And then she realized she was naked.
In a crypt.
That was when the memory of last night hit Lois and she turned to see Buffy in a similar state of undress, hugging her arms to her chest.
"Oh fuck." Lois whispered, eyes wide.
Buffy nodded, just as awkward. "Right there with you."