Title: BeDemoned

Author: Angelee

Fandom: Charmed/Buffy the Vampire Slayer

Pairing: Cole Turner (Belthezor)/Spike

Rating: Strong, Strong Adult

Summary: Hmm, couldn’t think of one. You’re on your own. (o:

Beta: By my sister Anna. All remaining errors are mine. With apologies.

BeDemoned

“Well, hello there. ‘bout time you woke up.”

Cole turned his head toward the voice. Blinking his eyes dazedly to clear the haze from them.

“W…who are you?”

“Spike, lover. I’m Spike.”

“Where am I?” Cole whispered hoarsely.

“You’re in the realm of between.”

“What’s that’s suppose to mean?”

Spike moved closer into Cole’s at the moment limited field of vision. What he saw was man, blond, spiky hair. Thin, slight and angular. Handsome, if you were into the gothic look.

“What, I mean, lover-is that the Source has your body in between. What you were and was, is.”

“Huh?’

Spike smiled. “Don’t get it yet?”

“No.”

The blond sighed. “Americans can be so dim.”

That was when Cole noticed the British accent. “You English.” He asked, trying to sit up. Spike helped him.

“I’m many things, lover.”

Cole glared at him. “Stop calling me that. I’m not your lover.”

Spike smiled at him. “Oh, you will be love, you will be.”

“When hell freezes over,” Cole told him in annoyance.

An odd look passed across the angular face. A look Cole couldn’t place. It vanished to quickly.

Spike chuckled. “Yeah, love. They all say that, but eventually I get what I want.”

Cole looked around the cave. Spare to the extreme. A bed with one blanket, a table, couple of chairs. Candles and torches on the wall and nothing else. No doors, no windows.

“How’d I get here?”

“Already told you lover-the Source put you here.”

“Stop calling me that. How do I get out?” Cole asked as he walked around the small area, looking for an escape.

“You can’t, lover.”

“I told you to stop calling me that. Did the Source put you here too?”

Spike smiled. “No, love. I came here of my own free will.”

Cole looked at him. “What?” he asked puzzled.

“I come here when I need to get away from humans. They can be quite aggravatin’ to be sure. So I come here to be completely alone. Quite a surprise I got finding you all stretched out on me be?” Spike gave him a speculative look. “Not an unpleasant surprise, though.”

Cole ignored that last remark. “You’re not human?”

“No more than you, lover.”

Cole leaned against the cave wall. “What are you?”

“Guess”

“Just tell me, damn you,” He hissed in anger. He was getting really tired of the games.

Spike shrugged. “Fine. I’m a vampire.”

“Are you going to try and bite me?”

The blond eyed him with a devilish gleam. “I could. You’re not human and the chip in my head won’t go off. Being as you’re a demon I’m not to sure how you’d taste. Never had me a demon before. You probably wouldn’t taste to good.”

Cole winced. For some odd reason that stung.

“Well, that hurt.”

“It was meant to,” Spike told him calmly.

“Besides I’m probably not a demon anymore. Phoebe took my powers.”

“Powers or no powers a demon is what you are, a demon is what you’ll always be.”

Spike watched the tall, extremely handsome man pace the small cave. Sighing inwardly as his body responded. He really weren’t having any luck in that department, but at least he could look and enjoy the very nice view.

“Can you get out?”

“Why would I want to do that?”

“Because I’m asking.”

“Of course.”

Spike watched Cole’s beautiful blue eyes light up with something that looked suspiciously like hope.

“Can you get a message to Phoebe?”

“Why would I want to do something as stupid as that?”

“Because I’m asking.”

Spike eyed him incredulously. “You want me to get a message to one of those three lousy excuses for witches? And tell them what? You’re okay? Where they put you. Thanks so much, the weather’s fine?”

Cole felt the anger rising. “How do you know them?” he hissed.

“I know a lot of things, lover. I know they treated you like shit. Took you powers because they didn’t like the fact you were a demon. Bitches the lot of them.”

“How dare you.”

“Oh, I dare a lot, lover. A whole fucking lot. I’ve got me own trouble with bitches that think only of themselves and no one else. And fuck you if you’re a little different. So don’t give me the ‘how dare you’ crap.”

Cole stalked toward him angrily. “You son of a bitch.”

Spike moved hastily out of the way. “Well, seems as you’re not in a good mood any more, I’ll leave.” With that Spike went through what seemed to be a solid wall.

Cole moved quickly to intercept, reaching out a hand and missed as the blond disappeared. His hand finding only solid rock.

“Damn, damn, damn,” He whispered softly, running his hand over the solid rock. After a long moment he rested his head against. Feeling very much alone.

***

It’d been a week since he’d woken up and found himself in a cave with vampire. The vampire was gone leaving him alone and getting lonelier with each passing day.

He longed for someone to talk to. Anyone. Even a very annoying vampire. Cole stared at the cave wall, sitting on his lonely bed. Wishing Spike to come back.

He rubbed his eyes with the back of his hands. Deciding to take a nap.

“Hey, lover-how’s it shaking?”

Cole jumped to his feet. Nap forgotten. “Spike,” he said in happy surprise.

The blond vampire smiled. “Glad to see me?”

“Yeah.” Cole replied, pulling him into a bear hug. “Oh, God-yeah.”

Spike went willingly, never one to refuse a touch of the friendly kind. After a moment he chuckled into Cole’s ear.

“Unless you’re planning on having your wicked way with me, you better let go. I’m getting ideas here.”

Cole released him as if burnt. “Damn you,” he said, rubbing his forehead irritably.

“Yup, sure am,” Spike replied him cheerfully. “That’s why I’m a vampire. So whatcha been up to?”

Cole smiled at him wanly. “Nothing, just hanging around.”

“Sounds interesting.”

“Oh, yeah. A barrel of laughs,” Cole told him sarcastically. “So, why are you here?”

Spike shrugged. “No particular reason. Brought you some food and to see if you were in a more receptive mood.”

Cole frowned. “Receptive? In what way?”

Spike moved his eyebrows suggestively. Cole watched for a moment not knowing if he should be angry or to just laugh. Laughter won.

“Damn it, Spike-you just don’t give up,” He said, chuckling softly.

“Nope. It’s one of me many charms.” The blond vampire told him smiling. “so how are you finding life in the bat cave?”

Cole looked around his new home disparagingly. “Boring. Very, very boring. Mind numbing boring, in fact. What kept you?’

Spike looked at him in surprise. “You chased me out and now you’re asking why I didn’t come back sooner?”

“You said some not nice things about my girlfriend and her sisters.”

Spike shrugged his shoulders. “So?”

“I love Phoebe, Spike.”

“So,” The vampire repeated. “That and a quarter will get you absolutely nothing.”

“What is that suppose to mean?”

Spike sat on the bed. “Look lover, they don’t even know you’re missing. The Source is fucking your girlfriend and she doesn’t suspect a thing. Uh-uh uh-Cole, old friend. Come at me with evil intent and I leave for longer. I may not even come back next time.”

Cole backed away quickly. Not willing to risk his only source of contact, of any kind. He sat in a chair, staring forlornly at the cave floor.

“Look, lover-it’s not that bad. I brought you food and look a deck of cards. We can play strip poker. What do you say?”

Cole stared at the man on the bed in stunned disbelief. “I can’t believe you. I’m stuck in a cave with no way out and no hope of getting out. Plus no hope of ever seeing my girlfriend and you want to play strip poker?”

Spike gave him a dazzling smile. “Yeah, lover- I do.”

Cole shook his head in utter disbelief. “You’re something else. You really are.”

Spike took the cards out of their container. “Yeah, wanna play?”

***

“You’re cheating,” Cole told Spike in annoyance.

The vampire laughed. “No, I’m not. Come on, off. Off, off. I don’t have all day.”

Cole looked down at himself. “I don’t have much left. I’ve only got my underwear and I’d really like to keep it.”

Spike shook his blond head. “Uh-huh. You lost fair and square. Come on-pay up.”

Cole stood up reluctantly and slowly pealed off his underwear. Staring at his pile of clothing with longing and then back up to the still mostly fully clothed vampire. “You cheated. I know you did,” he accused softly.

“Yeah, demon, prove it.” Spike told him as we watched Cole’s very last piece of clothing and dignity fall way. “Nice. Very nice, lover.” He whistled softly. “Has any one ever told you, you’re a nice piece of ass?”

Cole felt his face flame. Feeling as if he could hit the vampire, but then Spike would just leave and he’d turned out to be good company. He was funny, cheerful, and witty, with an oddly endearing combination of shyness.

So the only thing he told Spike was a low and meaningful. “Fuck you, you prick.”

Spike’s eyes widened. “Such language coming from such a pretty mouth. Does your Ma know how you talk?”

“Fuck you,” Cole repeated with an evil smile. “Fuck you a lot.”

Spike smiled. “Okay.”

Cole started at him. “What?”

“I said okay.”

“You’re crazy. Did you know that?”

“Yup. Here let’s even the odds a bit,” Spike sat up and slowly removed the rest of his clothing. Totally unconcerned about his nudity or that fact that he was aroused.

Cole shook his head. “No, Spike. I have a girlfriend and I don’t do vampires.”

Spike looked around the cave. “Do you see anyone else round? Nope, didn’t think so. Well, if you don’t want what’s on offer, I guess I’ll have to entertain myself.”

The vampire lay on the bed in such a way that Cole got a full view of his body. All sharp angles and aroused hardness. Saw as Spike took himself in his hands and began a rough stroking motion. Cole froze, unable to believe what was happening inches from him.

He closed his eyes tightly, hoping to block the image, but there were still the noises the vampire was making. Lush moans and happy sighs. Then the sound of wet flesh moving against wet flesh.

Despite himself he was starting to respond.

“You sure you don’t want some of this?” Spike asked him softly.

Cole shook his head. Afraid to use his voice lest it give him away.

“Okay, but you don’t know what you’re missing.”

Cole shivered. Oh, yes he did. He was starting to ache. It’d been so long, so very long. He started when he felt a moist hand on his thigh. He opened his eyes to look down at the vampire. Spike was on his knees in front of him. How did he get here so fast?

“Spike?”

“I think I’ll just take what you offerin’ instead.”

With that Spike took him into his mouth in one glorious swoop. Cole gasped unsure of how he was to react. His hands flexing and releasing as he fought not to react.

When Spike swallowed Cole gave up. His hands coming up to gently cup the back of his blond head. Holding him close.

The rhythm was hard, almost violent. Cole wondering faintly if Spike was fucking him with his mouth or if it was the other way around.

It didn’t take long before Cole came deep into Spike’s hungry mouth. The vampire pulling away with an obscene popping noise. Running his tongue over his swollen lips.

“Not bad. Not bad at all, demon.”

Cole looked down at him. “Damn you.”

Spike lay on the cave floor. “Yeah, whatever, mate. What fucking ever.” Spreading his legs wide. “Come on then, I don’t have all day.”

Cole lowered himself on top of the vampire, eyeing the mouth inches from his. “I hate you, Spike. I truly do.”

The vampire smiled up at him. “Good. Now show me how much.”

Cole gave a low growl before attacking Spike’s mouth viciously. Angry at the vampire for unleashing the demon. This was a part of him he’d refused to share with Phoebe.

It was primitive, primal. No human could enter it and survive, but Spike wasn’t human. Spike could take it and live.

Cole took the vampire’s mouth angrily, his tongue going deep. There was no love in this kiss. Only consuming lust and hunger. Spike responded in kind.

Cole was moving over him thrusting violently against him. Aroused and arousing. Then he bit him. Bit him hard enough to break the skin.

Spike’s eyes widened in surprise as the demon began to suck on the wound hungrily.

The vampire sighed happily. Moving his head to the side to give the demon better access. It felt good. Really, really good.

He spread his legs wider. Gasping when Cole entered him with no forewarning. Spike arched him body up at the intrusion. “Damn, that fucking hurts.”

Cole ignored him. The vampire had asked for this. Practically begged for it. Now he was going to truly get it.

He sucked on Spike’s neck while thrusting into the tight warmth. Driving into the vampire hard enough to lift him up from the cave floor.

Spike moaned. Running his hands over the broad back to cupping the violently moving buttocks.

The demon was warm to his coldness. The only other time he felt this warm was when he was fucking a human. He guessed that’s what happened when a creature of the night couldn’t walk in the light.

The warmth felt good and his vampire coldness wasn’t leaching the heat out of the demon either.

He didn’t mind a little pain. Well truth be told-a lot of pain to be warm at least for a little while. Suddenly he felt the body over him tense and Spike felt searing heat bath his insides.

Cole had come, Spike realized regretfully. The violent thrusting slowed and finally stopped, but the sucking on his neck continued for awhile and then finally stopped.

Cole looked down at the vampire, his mouth streaked with blood. “You asked for that. So don’t expect for me to say I’m sorry. Cause I’m not.”

The demon startled slightly when Spike reached up and licked at the blood. “Yeah, I guess, I kinda did,” he replied softly. “at that.” He smiled weakly. “It wasn’t all bad. You fuck like the demon you are. Your foreplay sure sucks though.”

Cole frowned. “What does that mean?”

You could have taken more time. Most people making love make it pleasurable for their partners.”

Cole’s frowned deepened. “We didn’t make love. We fucked. There’s a difference. I don’t think I even like you, so making love doesn’t even enter into the equation.”

Spike sighed heavily. “Yeah, story of me life.”

“What?”

“Nothing, lover, nothing. Hey, you plan on getting off any time soon? You’re not exactly a lightweight, you know.”

Cole smiled evilly. Thrusting hard into Spike. “Off or out of?”

The vampire hissed. “Ow!”

“Yeah, huh?”

Spike looked up at the man above him. “Fuck you.”

Cole raised his eyebrows. “What, Spike, again?”

“Oh, shit.” Spike cursed softly as Cole began to move, hardening inside of him fast. Faster than humanly possible.

Cole laughed. “You shouldn’t have messed with me, vampire. I can keep this up for hours and hours and not tire. Why do you think the human females like me?”

“For your winning smile and charm?”

Cole snorted. “Yeah, right. More like for my big dick and staying power.”

“Oh, such language. Talking dirty is a turn on for you ain’t it?”

Cole glared at him. “Shut up, Spike. The demon is out and he isn’t taking prisoners.”

***

“I’m not going to be able to walk upright for the next century. Not to mention you took a hell of a lot of blood and that’s not including what oozing from between me legs.”

“Oh, shut up, Spike. I didn’t even take that much. Go and get more.”

“Where the fuck do you expect me get blood in here? I’m to weak to go out looking for it.”

“Oh, quit with the woe is me bit and be happy I didn’t kill you,” Cole told him as he tore a roll in half. Finding he was famished. He’d fucked Spike for hours and hours. Losing himself in the vampire’s more or less willing body.

It had been violent. It had been vicious. Nothing remotely human had taken place in their coupling.

Finally after hours of screaming and cursing as they took from one another. Bruised and battered they drew apart.

Spike gasping at the violently painful withdrawal. He had started to think that the demon was going to become a permanent fixture in his ass.

“Damn, didn’t your mother ever tell you gentleness is a virtue?” he complained as he tried in vain to clean the blood dripping down his thighs.

“I didn’t hear you complaining when I had you on the ground.”

“How could I complain? You were sucking me of all my blood.”

“Oh, poor baby. Did I hurt you?” Cole taunted him as he poured himself a glass of wine. “Still wanna call me lover?”

“Damn you’re harsh,” Spike complained softly as he cleaned the bruises and bites on his neck.

“Shut up, Spike. It’s not like you didn’t ask for it.”

Cole looked at the bloody, battered vampire and suddenly a part of him, the human part realized that-yes maybe he had been a little to rough.

Spike was a mass of bruises and there was still blood oozing down his snow white thighs. He wasn’t all that cocky now. It looked like he could barely stand.

“Spike, come here.”

The vampire looked at him uneasily. “Why?”

Cole sighed. “So that I can fuck you again. Why else?” He smiled at Spike’s long drawn out moan. “Come here,” he repeated. Spike came. Slowly and very reluctantly. Earning a frown from Cole at how slow and reluctant. Damn, he’d really hurt him. When the vampire was in range he stuck out his arm Spike looked at it. Not comprehending for a moment. “Well take it,” Cole told him impatiently.

The Demon watched impassively as Spike changed into vampire form and quickly bit into his wrist.

Cole didn’t even flinch as he felt teeth pierce his flesh. He continued to drink wine with his free hand. Watching quietly as Spike took blood.

Feeling something in him open and spread wide as Spike continued to feed. The vulnerability still clearly visible despite the vampire form. The little boy lost look evident to Cole’s gaze.

“That’s enough, Spike,” he told him quietly. The vampire pulled away reluctantly. In a heartbeat turning back into human form.

“Was it as bad as you thought?”

Spike licked his lips. “No, not to bad.” Suddenly a hand smacked him hard across the face. “Ow! What was that for?”

“For saying that I wouldn’t taste good.”

Spike looked at the demon inches from him. “Damn. Everyone’s always smacking me around. It’s getting damn old,” he replied, rubbing his sore cheek.

“What, Spike?”

“Nothing,” the vampire said hastily, not wanting to earn another smack.

“How do you feel?”

“Better. Thanks.” Spike told him happily. He didn’t ache anymore and he’s stopped bleeding.

“I’m glad to hear that.”

Spike met Cole’s solemn eyes. “Why’s that?”

“I’m sorry I hurt you.”

“You are?” Spike said in surprise. “No ones ever cared about hurting me before.”

“I don’t care about anyone else. I’m sorry I was so rough with you. You didn’t deserve it and I’m truly sorry.”

“Oh, okay.”

Spike didn’t protest when Cole pulled him into his lap. “Want some wine?”

The vampire went willingly. Seeking out the warmth coming off the demon eagerly. “Yes, thanks.” Spike drank gratefully. Holding still as he was checked for injuries. “I’m fine. Your blood did the trick.”

“Yeah, well-I’d like to see for myself.”

There wasn’t even a tiny bruise left. It faded away into nothing as Cole watched. The demon pulled Spike closer. “That’ll teach you to play with demonfire, won’t it?”

Spike shook his head. “Na. Now that I know how much fun it is, I’m gonna keep doing it. Besides I’ve always liked to play with fire. See what happens when I walk through the flames.”

Cole chuckled. “For a vampire you’re really, really stupid.”

Spike nodded. “Yup. Hey, can I touch you without you getting all macho on me?”

“Knock yourself out.”

Cole watched Spike explore his body with blue-eyed passivity. Neither responding or denying the hands that moved over him intimately.

He felt…

Nothing at least that was what his head was telling him. Other intimate parts of him were saying quite the opposite.

He’d never been interested in vampires before and he loved Phoebe, didn’t he?

The hands on him felt good. Spike’s touch was cool verging on almost painfully cold. It felt good. Like taking a walk outside in a snowstorm with no winter wear. Cole turned his head to allow Spike to nuzzle at his neck.

“Will you let me drink from here?”

“Maybe.” Cole took another drink of wine. ”Spike? Take a message to Phoebe?”

Spike moved away so fast from Cole as if he’d been burned. So fast in fact he knocked the glass of wine out of Cole’s hands.

Spike’s blue eyes were sparking with anger and something else… Deep, deep hurt.

“So, this is what this is all about? You turn slut so I’ll get a message to your bitch? Would you also have allowed me to have your ass to get your way?”

Cole watched in astonishment as tears filled those same beautiful eyes, to slowly drip down the angular face. “Spike…”

“Damn you. Damn you. The Source will kill me without blinking an eye. I’m surprised he’s even let me come here and be with you like this. But then he’s probably to busy trying to get your bitch pregnant to notice. But you don’t care about that do you? I was just an easy way for you to get your rocks off. Let’s pull Spike’s chain see how far he runs before we choke him with it. You’re all the same. Every freaking one of you. Damn you. Damn all of you.”

“Spike…” Cole moved toward the nearly hysterical vampire. Spike danced out of reach. Running toward the portal. Then through. Wiping at the tears angrily. Not caring that he was still naked. His clothes scattered all over the cave wall.

Cole once again found himself completely and totally alone.

***

Spike moved his head into the demon’s caress. Enjoying the warmth. Cole was warm so very warm. It had to be his demon blood.

It’d taken Spike two long and lonely weeks to return. Cole thought he’d go mad during that time. He’d never felt so lost and alone in all his life.

When he’d seen Spike walk through the portal it was as if being offered the brightest of gifts. He’d take the vampire in a bear hug. Holding on to him for dear life. Afraid to let go, lest Spike disappear, a figment of his lonely existence,

The vampire had not fought him when Cole removed his clothes and led him to the bed.

That had been hours ago.

Cole was deep inside of Spike. Watching with utter fascination as his cock slid in and out. The vampire allowing it. Holding his balls in his hands to allow the demon a clear view.

Spike clearly having no modesty whatsoever. He move his head into Cole’s caress as it gently stroked his cheek, enjoying the warmth. The demon was warm so very warm. It had to be his demon blood.

“You have no modesty do you, Spike?” Cole asked with a small smile.

“Not a whit and I’m to old to learn any.”

“Ah. Spike, I’m sorry about before.”

“Really?” Spike asked, something akin to hope shining in his eyes.

“Yeah. Believe me?”

“I guess. As long as you don’t try to get me do anything that’s going to get me in trouble. I guess, we’re cool.”

Cole continued to thrust into the body under him that was so cool as to almost be cold. Still watching in fascination as he disappeared and reappeared in a space he shouldn’t have been able to get into.

“I am. I want out of this place, but not enough to get you in trouble or even killed. The Source is powerful. Powerful enough that if he didn’t outright kill you, he’d have you in agony for the rest of eternity just to hear you scream. I’m sorry I even tried to coerce you into it.”

“If I could, I’d help you.” Spike told him carefully.

“I know, but if something happened to you, who’d come and visit me and bring me food and play strip poker with me?”

“Hey, it beats playing for kittens.” Spike replied with a small smile.

Cole gave him a quizzical look. “What? Never mind.”

Spike looked up at him. “Cole?”

The demon fascinated by the way he slid in and out of the vampire answered absentmindedly. “Hmm?”

“I can bite you without the infernal chip going off…”

Cole ran a finger over where he was connected to Spike. “And?”

“You let me take blood the other day…”

“You want to bite me?”

“Can I?” Spike asked hopefully.

“Yes.”

“Truly?”

Cole began to thrust into Spike hard enough to lift him from the bed. “Yeah, but not right now. We’ve got other things to do. Later.”

“Ah, God-that’s good. Yeah, later. Harder. Fuck me harder.”

Cole smiled down at him. Making Spike’s eyes widen slightly as a sliver of either fear or anticipation, he wasn’t quite sure which, coursed through him. “Your wish is my command.”

Spike stopped thinking after that.

***

“Oh, I think you broke me,” Spike moaned softly.

“You told me to fuck you harder,” Cole chuckled as he continued to leisurely thrust into the vampire under him.

“Yeah, but not for five hours straight. Even a vamp like me needs to rest,” Spike complained half-heartedly.

“Ah, you tired, lover,” Cole teased.

“Yeah, aren’t you?”

Cole gave him a brilliant smile. “Nope. Demon here. I can go for hours yet.”

“Shit.” Spike covered his face with his hands. Hearing Cole’s soft chuckling fill the room. He uncovered his eyes. “I’m hungry,” he told the demon forlornly. “And you won’t get out of my ass, so I can eat.”

Cole gave him a look he didn’t understand. After a moment Spike began to feel uneasy. Thinking the demon was going to get angry at him.

Instead he pulled the vampire up earning a wince and a grimace from Spike as it hurt his tender insides even more.

Cole gently stroked the sides of Spike’s face. The vampire looked at him curiously, brows furrowed.

“Are you really hungry, Spike?”

The vampire nodded slowly. Wondering if that was a trick question he was going to pay for it later. “Yah.”

“Feed then.” With that the demon tilted his head to the side in offer.

Spike didn’t need to be told twice. He leached onto Cole’s neck hungrily. Cole gasping as the fangs pierced him. It went straight to his groin. He began thrusting into the vampire once again.

The vampire growled, wrapping his arms around the demon. Not wanting to lose his hold. Moving rhythmically against Cole.

He was hard. Harder than he’d ever been in his live. Spike reached between them and began to stroke himself as he moved against Cole.

When he’d finally taken his fill of demon blood he pulled away slowly. Taking Cole’s mouth in a hungry kiss.

The vampire was moving over him frenziedly as if it would be taken from him before he could finish.

“Come on, Spike. Come on.”

The vampire’s breathing was harsh as he strained against the demon. “Can’t. Can’t. Help me,” He pleaded hoarsely.

Cole turned Spike’s head to the side baring his neck, bit him. The vampire’s screams filled the small cave, echoing off the walls.

Cole continued to work on Spike’s neck as the vampire slowly calmed. He continued to shudder for many moments as the demon continued to suck.

He tilted his head to the side to allow Cole better access. He shuddered again as he felt his organ spurt more fluid between their two bodies.

Hands held him still as the tongue continued to do its magic. Cole was enjoying the feel of Spike’s body quivering against his. Craving the uncontrolled response as much as the blood he took into himself.

Cole finally, reluctantly pulled away from Spike’s neck to sensually lick at the angular face. The vampire still shuddering, his eyes tightly closed as he continued to come.

Cole pulled at Spike until he lay under him once more. Thrusting hard enough to make him arch up off the bed. The vampire continuing to shudder, giving small gasping moans with every time he released fluid between their two bodies.

Cole licked at Spike’s lips. They opened willingly. They shared a kiss that was deep, hungry, passionate.

Spike pulled away slowly to bury his head against Cole’s neck as he continued to come as the demon moved deep, so deeply within him.

The demon continuing to thrust as if nothing else matter and he had all the time in the world. An eternity to make love to Spike.

It took a long time at least by Cole’s estimate for Spike’s shuddering to ease and finally stop.

“What was that?” Spike asked dazedly.

Cole laughed softly angling the vampire’s hips as he continued to drive into him. “You coming. Coming and coming and coming some more.”

“I’ve never felt anything like it in my life,” Spike said as he looked up at the demon with what could be only described as awe.

“That’s because I’ve bedemoned you,” Cole replied smugly.

Spike rolled his eyes. “Oh, brother.”

“No truly. I’ve put my demon spell on you. You’re not going to want anyone else-ever.”

Spike wrapped his legs around the demon’s waist. “I guess it could be true. Never felt anything like this ‘fore.”

Cole lowered his body, licking at Spike’s lower lip hungrily. “Hmm.”

The vampire licked back. “Nice this.”

“Yes, it is.”

Spike pulled away slightly to look into Cole’s eyes. “What about Phoebe?”

“What about her?” Cole asked gently stroking the sides of the vampire’s face.

“If you wanna get a message to her, I’ll help you.”

Cole frowned slightly. “Even if it means your death?”

“Yeah.”

Cole shook his head, thrusting hard into the vampire’s body. Noticing that Spike was hard again.

“No, that’s alright.”

“Really?”

“Really. You’re not the only one that’s been bedemoned. I have, too.”

Spike smiled up at him. “Cool. Cole?”

“Yeah?”

“Are you planning on coming anytime soon? You’ve been in me for hour and hours. I’ve never had this much sex in my life. Much less in one night.”

Cole smiled down at him. “Get use to it, lover. We got an eternity for it. And I for one plan on making the best of it.” Chuckling at the look the vampire was giving him. “And it should just about be enough time, too.” He gave Spike a thoughtful look. “Hmm, on second thought it might not be enough time.” He began a rhythm that made Spike gasp in shocked pleasure. “We’ll just have to wait and see.”