Chapter 6

OMG The last update was in December 2011... It's been a really long time but I will try to finish the story soon. I can't even rightfully remember where I was going with this... We will see where it goes.

So here is a short chapter to tide you over!

AN: Warnings for explicit sex (slash)

Doyle woke up with a massive headache. It had not been that bad for a long time. He usually drank too much, especially after a vision, but not like this.

Head splitting headache, nausea and tearing eyes were really a bad way to start the day.

Rolling over and trying to blindly find his way to the bathroom to throw up Doyle screamed like a little girl when his hand was grabbed gently.

"Fuck!"

Spike had only wanted to help and now he had almost caused his mate to suffer a heart attack. "Sorry, love. Didn't want to scare you like that."

With that voice came back the memories. Doyle felt his heart pounding furiously with his head. The words echoing in his mind were still too fresh to hide behind his masks. "What the fuck do you want? You here for a quick romp?" Doyle sneered, just able to open his eyes wide enough to see the blond vampire's expression crumble.

"I lied…"

"Good for you, mate. Now let me go and I'll be on my way." Trying to tug his hand free resulted in Doyle stumbling back, almost hitting his head on the nightstand when he fell over.

Only the strong arms prevented further injury when Spike caught his mate in his arms.

"No, I mean I lied yesterday, Doyle." The mention of his name had the half-brachen listen. "I told Peaches that I only want to fuck you. But truth is, you're my mate."

"Mate?"

"Mate."

"As in…"

"Yes."

Doyle snorted in disbelief, "Right, that's why you been such a bastard…"

Spike tugged Doyle closer, "I've always been a bastard. Fell in love with a woman that didn't love me back, wrote her poems and everything. Got turned and fell in love with another woman, who didn't love me back but used me…"

"Oh, so you want to try a man instead?" Doyle was now looking at the vampire in disgust.

Spike felt his non-beating heart sink down further, "No, been with enough man. Just want you with me. Forever."

When the half-brachen wanted to tear himself from the safe and warm embrace Spike held firm but gently, "Please, love, give me a chance to prove that I mean it."

Doyle nodded and before he could blink a gentle cold mouth claimed his own.

Arousal like ever before shot through the seer. Heat flared in his soul, a gasp tearing from his throat as his whole body tingled. How could he not believe that proof?

The gasp tore something lose in Spike's mind and he gently carried Doyle over to the bed and lay him down.

He bit slowly released the kiss and, unseen, bit his own lip, causing it to bleed.

When he kissed the panting man beneath him again the vampire blood healed Doyle immediately from the alcohol and the headache and nausea. It wasn't enough to establish a bond, just enough to strengthen and heal.

Doyle immediately felt the healing powers. Nausea gone he opened his eyes and looked at the ruffles blond above him. The high cheek bones, the slender but angular face, the expressive eyes and overall slender but muscular built had caught Doyle's attention when he had been pressed up against the wall the first time. He had been aroused right then and there.

Now lying beneath the sinew body and being kissed Doyle wanted more, "Please, Spike!" A sharp nip to his bottom lip had Doyle mewl.

Spike kissed and licked the panting mouth, unable to stop tasting his mate. When he finally managed to stop it was only to continue down the long slender neck, sucking and nipping but not using his teeth even as his mouth watered at the thought of his mate's blood. His hands weren't idle either. Slowly divesting the half breed from the clothes Spike uncovered a muscular but soft chest.

As Spike went further down his body Doyle could just lie back and savor the caresses. He had never been touched like this before. Even Harry had been rougher, thinking he could take it. But like this, Doyle felt cherished.

His eyes flew open when his pant s were torn open and his hard length enveloped in a cool mouth. The suction had him climaxing within moments.

Embarrassed Doyle shut his eyes and tried to hide behind his hands.

It had been a long time since he had been interested in anyone and due to the alcohol consumption and haunting visions he hadn't been in the mood lately.

A quick kiss to his mouth had Doyle flush as he tasted himself in the vampire's mouth.

Spike was so hard he thought he would tear out the zipper on his jeans. The soft panting and gasps were music to his ears, the taste and please of his mate were overwhelming. Licking up everything his mate had given him Spike saw shame cross the beautiful face. Not able to leave it like that Spike pushed himself up to his mates face and gently reclaimed that tempting mouth.

"Beautiful, mate."

When Doyle finally looked at him Spike took his mouth with more vigor, "So beautiful, taste so good, all mine."

The feverish whispers had Doyle hardening again in no time. He had never felt more beautiful and desired than in this very moment. "Spike!"

Spike had swooped down again, biting the hardened nipples, sucking lovebites all along the lean torso until he came across Doyle's reawaked cock.

Looking up at the panting man Spike licked the shaft from base to tip before suddenly grabbing the slender hips and pushing Doyle to his stomach.

Before Doyle even registered the change in position he felt his ass cheeks caressed and a lick to his hole. The moan from Spike took him by surprise and Doyle could not hold in the scream of pleasure when Spike literally attacked his depth with tongue and fingers.

Everything went hazy as Doyle writhed all over the bed with Spike holding him down. The vampire was glad for the half-brachen's short recovery time as he brought his mate to climax again and again.

When he was satisfied with the stretching he had done to his mate's hole he hauled the seer up and turned them around.

Finally sitting with his back to the headboard Spike held the slender hips gently above his own straining erection.

When Doyle whined in need Spike looked at him, "Are you sure, Doyle? We can still stop if you don't want it…"

Doyle took things into his own hands and somehow managed to lower himself on the pulsing length. As soon as the length bottomed out inside him Doyle started riding the vampire. It had been a long time since he had felt this good. Panting and gasping Doyle shuddered in pleasure when the vampire hit his special spot inside.

As soon as he felt Doyle's channel ripple around him Spike snarled and let his gameface come out. Eyes glowing, teeth lengthening and face gaining the familiar ridges Spike turned Doyle around, having the man kneeling before inserting himself back into the tight and pulsing heat.

The loss of control had Doyle moaning continuously. The heat, the please nearing pain all tore free when he felt his mate nip at his neck before biting him deeply.

When the bite had Doyle nearly convulsing, coming across the bed and his own stomach Spike snarled biting deeper, leaving his mark on his mate. He continued thrusting harder and harder until he finally flew over the edge as well, filling his mate, marking him for all the world to see.

Exhaustion slammed into the vampire. Seeing his mate unconscious after that release had Spike satisfied and smug. Covering them with the sullied blankets the vampire held his mate safely in his embrace. Nose tightly pressed to the tempting throat and licking at the bite to heal it.

Leaving behind a mating mark and the knowledge that they would be together forever.

tbc

Chapter 7