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tamingthemuseAUTHOR: Salustra
E-MAIL: Salustra: goddess_salustra@juno.com
TITLE: Victory Verse- Deception
RATING: NC-17
PAIRING: Spike/Angel
SUMMARY: Angelus gets used to the office. Done for tamingthemuse #353-in flagrante delicto.
Distribution: Various lists, Wierd Romance Yahoo Group- http://groups.yahoo.com/group/WierdRomance ;
My livejournal - http://salustra.livejournal.com/ ; and the website Weird Romances- http://www.freewebs.com/salustra/wr/index.html . No posting elsewhere without express permission please.
SPOILERS: Through Angel S5 x08 - "Destiny"
CONTENT: nothing much but dirty talk.
DISCLAIMER: Playing wit the boys, but we’re just having fun. No money made, don’t sue us!
FEEDBACK: Yes please.
Length: 1,222 words.
I went to dress, sighing at the distinct lack of anything wickedly stylish. I picked through the closet til I found a nice red velvet shirt, and paired it with the more stylishly cut of his business trousers. He had some leather pants but I honestly didn't want to go down screaming, 'look, I'm Angelus'. I also chose a jacket to match the pants but I had no intention of wearing it. Draping it on the back of the office chair should be sufficient to fool them. He was a depressingly predictable bugger.
I went through his wretched routine, straightening things on his desk, walking around the office to see that everything was in its place. I settled down and pushed the intercom. "Harmony!" I barked, doing my best wanker imitation. "Where's my blood?"
"Coming boss," she said. This happened every morning. A few minutes later she came in with the blood, setting it on his desk; well, my desk now I supposed. "Having to use wolf blood, boss, they're out of otter at the suppliers."
I nodded and grimaced, even as I was silently checking her out. She was annoying but she was a sweet little piece. A gag and some manacles and she'd be just fine for a recreational fuck. "Make sure to line up volunteers for Spike's blood supply. Make it clear that donating will affect quarterly bonuses in a substantial way."
Harmony nodded. "Yes boss. Umm, you've got a pretty light day. There's a delegation from the Satayriani demons today about their yearly fertility festival coming at 10, and some representatives of the local Fae about demon intrusion into their territory at 2. Those are the only ones too tricky and too important for Gunn or Wes or Lorne to handle. Oh, and Eve is waiting outside to see you."
I groaned. "All right, send her in."
Eve walked in the door as Harmony exited. She looked me over. "You're looking well today. Extra spring in your step." She smiled a cryptic smile.
Ah, Eve. Another cute little piece of ass, one we'd actually had, thanks to Lorne's little breakdown at the Halloween party. I remembered very well us being caught in flagrante delicto. I could almost smell the smug hate and the tiny scent of arousal. She thought about it, yes, every time she was near me. Ah well, time to play the depressing bugger. I scowled. "What do you want, Eve?"
"Tsk, tsk, and I was trying to be friendly. I was just trying to say you seem like a new man. In fact the Senior Partners tell me that you are a new man. An outflow of mystic energy that big inside the building, especially in the penthouse, wasn't going to go unnoticed." She trailed her fingers over the edge of my desk.
I dropped my attempt to look like him and grinned. "Well then, Eve," I said, letting the tone of my voice match my eyes as I remembered exactly what she looked like naked. "What do the Senior Partners say about all this?"
"To begin with, they'd like to know if you have Spike in your possession, and if you plan to keep him?"
I chuckled. "Yes, I have him, and yes, whatever it takes I'm going to keep him. He's mine, and I'm not letting him slip away again."
"Good. All the Senior Partners really need is to be assured of possession of a souled vampire when the Apocalypse comes. As long as you have Spike, the Senior Partners are perfectly content to let you continue as CEO of the Los Angeles branch. The other thing they'd like to know is your intentions towards the humans and the anagogic demon Angel brought with him."
"That depends on Spike. He behaves, they stay healthy." I gave my very wickedest grin.
"Excellent. The Senior Partners prefer to keep talented employees if possible."
I leaned back and steepled my fingers, looking over her at them. "Anything else?"
"That's it. I'll be around if you need me."
I decided to taunt her a bit. "I could take you right here, on this desk. I'm much better than he is, not all riddled with guilt."
She grimaced. "Don't flatter yourself. I don't have any intention of sleeping with you again, soul or no soul."
"We'll see."
My laugh echoed a bit into the atrium as she stormed out the door.
~~~
Handling the business meetings was a snap. I had the advantage of not despising the clients as Angel normally did. The tricky meeting was the one I'd called myself. Wes. I needed his help and he'd be the one most likely to figure out it was me. At any rate, I'd have to deal with the humans if I was going to bother with the charade at all. Angel's humans were really the only ones who'd have a problem with me being me. The rest of Wolfram and Hart would likely be thrilled.
I was bothering so I could have my boy back without having to, oh, say, tie him up and spend several months tormenting and retraining. And I wanted him. I's spent a lot of the last six years regretting my insanity, and part of it my treatment of him. I pushed him away, forced him to betray me. If I'd not taunted him, taken Dru and left him wanting and alone, he would have stayed mine. He had just wanted attention, as he always did. As I'd trained him to do.
Harmony buzzed me. "Boss, Wes is here."
"Send him in, Harmony."
"Will do, Boss."
A moment later Wes came in and sat down. "How's Spike?"
"Resting but he's getting better." I sighed. "Wes, I think it would help if we could find Ka'Dath and say, kick the crap out of him."
Wes raised an eyebrow. "Well Ka'Dath may take a bit more of a plan than that, but I do share the sentiment."
"So can you find him?"
"Certainly. I'll put the staff to work on it now." Wesley tapped a few keys on the tablet in front of him.
"Good." I gave Wes a discreet once over. Gagging for my cock, without a doubt. And he was exactly my, and therefore Angel's type. Blondish-brown hair, blue-eyed, English, with glasses. I would have to have him later. He shouldn't prove too difficult to seduce.
"Anything else?" Wes asked.
If I weren't on my first day out I'd've chanced something risque with him. As it was, I just shook my head. "Nothing else more important than finding that bastard right now. "
"I understand." Wes gets up and heads out of the office.
---
Not much of a choice he was giving me. Hell, not long ago I'd've jumped at the chance to be his again. I couldn't let him hurt Fred and the others.
Sad to say, the idea of being a slave to Angelus again didn't bother me all that much. I'd sold myself for far less. It was the open-endedness of this. It was how long I'd have to do this.
Well, it mattered not at all, really. I had no choice. When he came back in and asked I'd give in and do it eagerly. Now I just had to wait. Wait to sell myself to my old Sire.
E-MAIL: Salustra: goddess_salustra@juno.com
TITLE: Victory Verse- Deception
RATING: NC-17
PAIRING: Spike/Angel
SUMMARY: Angelus gets used to the office. Done for tamingthemuse #353-in flagrante delicto.
Distribution: Various lists, Wierd Romance Yahoo Group- http://groups.yahoo.com/group/WierdRomance ;
My livejournal - http://salustra.livejournal.com/ ; and the website Weird Romances- http://www.freewebs.com/salustra/wr/index.html . No posting elsewhere without express permission please.
SPOILERS: Through Angel S5 x08 - "Destiny"
CONTENT: nothing much but dirty talk.
DISCLAIMER: Playing wit the boys, but we’re just having fun. No money made, don’t sue us!
FEEDBACK: Yes please.
Length: 1,222 words.
I went to dress, sighing at the distinct lack of anything wickedly stylish. I picked through the closet til I found a nice red velvet shirt, and paired it with the more stylishly cut of his business trousers. He had some leather pants but I honestly didn't want to go down screaming, 'look, I'm Angelus'. I also chose a jacket to match the pants but I had no intention of wearing it. Draping it on the back of the office chair should be sufficient to fool them. He was a depressingly predictable bugger.
I went through his wretched routine, straightening things on his desk, walking around the office to see that everything was in its place. I settled down and pushed the intercom. "Harmony!" I barked, doing my best wanker imitation. "Where's my blood?"
"Coming boss," she said. This happened every morning. A few minutes later she came in with the blood, setting it on his desk; well, my desk now I supposed. "Having to use wolf blood, boss, they're out of otter at the suppliers."
I nodded and grimaced, even as I was silently checking her out. She was annoying but she was a sweet little piece. A gag and some manacles and she'd be just fine for a recreational fuck. "Make sure to line up volunteers for Spike's blood supply. Make it clear that donating will affect quarterly bonuses in a substantial way."
Harmony nodded. "Yes boss. Umm, you've got a pretty light day. There's a delegation from the Satayriani demons today about their yearly fertility festival coming at 10, and some representatives of the local Fae about demon intrusion into their territory at 2. Those are the only ones too tricky and too important for Gunn or Wes or Lorne to handle. Oh, and Eve is waiting outside to see you."
I groaned. "All right, send her in."
Eve walked in the door as Harmony exited. She looked me over. "You're looking well today. Extra spring in your step." She smiled a cryptic smile.
Ah, Eve. Another cute little piece of ass, one we'd actually had, thanks to Lorne's little breakdown at the Halloween party. I remembered very well us being caught in flagrante delicto. I could almost smell the smug hate and the tiny scent of arousal. She thought about it, yes, every time she was near me. Ah well, time to play the depressing bugger. I scowled. "What do you want, Eve?"
"Tsk, tsk, and I was trying to be friendly. I was just trying to say you seem like a new man. In fact the Senior Partners tell me that you are a new man. An outflow of mystic energy that big inside the building, especially in the penthouse, wasn't going to go unnoticed." She trailed her fingers over the edge of my desk.
I dropped my attempt to look like him and grinned. "Well then, Eve," I said, letting the tone of my voice match my eyes as I remembered exactly what she looked like naked. "What do the Senior Partners say about all this?"
"To begin with, they'd like to know if you have Spike in your possession, and if you plan to keep him?"
I chuckled. "Yes, I have him, and yes, whatever it takes I'm going to keep him. He's mine, and I'm not letting him slip away again."
"Good. All the Senior Partners really need is to be assured of possession of a souled vampire when the Apocalypse comes. As long as you have Spike, the Senior Partners are perfectly content to let you continue as CEO of the Los Angeles branch. The other thing they'd like to know is your intentions towards the humans and the anagogic demon Angel brought with him."
"That depends on Spike. He behaves, they stay healthy." I gave my very wickedest grin.
"Excellent. The Senior Partners prefer to keep talented employees if possible."
I leaned back and steepled my fingers, looking over her at them. "Anything else?"
"That's it. I'll be around if you need me."
I decided to taunt her a bit. "I could take you right here, on this desk. I'm much better than he is, not all riddled with guilt."
She grimaced. "Don't flatter yourself. I don't have any intention of sleeping with you again, soul or no soul."
"We'll see."
My laugh echoed a bit into the atrium as she stormed out the door.
~~~
Handling the business meetings was a snap. I had the advantage of not despising the clients as Angel normally did. The tricky meeting was the one I'd called myself. Wes. I needed his help and he'd be the one most likely to figure out it was me. At any rate, I'd have to deal with the humans if I was going to bother with the charade at all. Angel's humans were really the only ones who'd have a problem with me being me. The rest of Wolfram and Hart would likely be thrilled.
I was bothering so I could have my boy back without having to, oh, say, tie him up and spend several months tormenting and retraining. And I wanted him. I's spent a lot of the last six years regretting my insanity, and part of it my treatment of him. I pushed him away, forced him to betray me. If I'd not taunted him, taken Dru and left him wanting and alone, he would have stayed mine. He had just wanted attention, as he always did. As I'd trained him to do.
Harmony buzzed me. "Boss, Wes is here."
"Send him in, Harmony."
"Will do, Boss."
A moment later Wes came in and sat down. "How's Spike?"
"Resting but he's getting better." I sighed. "Wes, I think it would help if we could find Ka'Dath and say, kick the crap out of him."
Wes raised an eyebrow. "Well Ka'Dath may take a bit more of a plan than that, but I do share the sentiment."
"So can you find him?"
"Certainly. I'll put the staff to work on it now." Wesley tapped a few keys on the tablet in front of him.
"Good." I gave Wes a discreet once over. Gagging for my cock, without a doubt. And he was exactly my, and therefore Angel's type. Blondish-brown hair, blue-eyed, English, with glasses. I would have to have him later. He shouldn't prove too difficult to seduce.
"Anything else?" Wes asked.
If I weren't on my first day out I'd've chanced something risque with him. As it was, I just shook my head. "Nothing else more important than finding that bastard right now. "
"I understand." Wes gets up and heads out of the office.
---
Not much of a choice he was giving me. Hell, not long ago I'd've jumped at the chance to be his again. I couldn't let him hurt Fred and the others.
Sad to say, the idea of being a slave to Angelus again didn't bother me all that much. I'd sold myself for far less. It was the open-endedness of this. It was how long I'd have to do this.
Well, it mattered not at all, really. I had no choice. When he came back in and asked I'd give in and do it eagerly. Now I just had to wait. Wait to sell myself to my old Sire.
