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Ficlet 1: Sex In A Cave On A Coat

The door crashed open. Xander jerked upright, eyes wide with alarm. They were coming for him and he didn't think he had any fight left. How long had he been here? Why hadn't Buffy and the others found him yet?

"Where's that little bastard?" a deep voice roared. It was slurred by drink, but the belligerence was sharp and clear. "I won't be denied again! It's time the whore learned his place!"

Xander sprang to his feet and backed into a corner of the small cell. The drunken captor was a burly middle-aged man dressed in black military leathers. A full black beard failed to conceal the scars on his face. He was followed by his ruthless looking aide, stone sober and dangerous as a viper, the kind of man who probably wouldn't part with his stiletto even when he went to bed.

Reinkar stepped into the small cell and straightened to his full height, towering over Xander, "Slut!" he lashed out with a backhanded slap that snapped Xander's head backward. Stars and pain exploded behind his eyes when his head made contact with the harsh, pebbly wall.

"Don't touch me!" Xander hissed as he slid down the wall. Reinkar's eyes blazed with fury. He laughed harshly.

"Maybe I should let the guards have you, it would be useful. They could help teach you how to be an accommodating whore."

Xander shook with anger. He braced his hands against the wall behind him and rose defiantly to his feet in front of Reinkar. "Fuck you. Not man enough to take me on your own?"

~Oh shit, this is so not good gonna be dead here soon. Somebody help. Please.~

Reinkar roared and lunged. Xander stumbled to the side and extended a foot as Reinkar lurched past. Reinkar crashed to the floor, landing heavily on a partially outstretched arm. A loud crack was followed by a howl of pain. Reinkar rolled onto his back, his right arm bent backwards at an unnatural angle. He started to sit, then groaned and fell back. Reinkar's aid went rigid. "You attacked a seraskier! You'll be flayed and quartered for this!" he started to reach for Xander.

Screams rang out from the hall, the sounds of fighting. Xander's heart raced. This was it; this was the only chance he may have to get out of this alive. He charged, slamming into the aide, whose nostrils were flared at Xander's attempt. Xander hit him full body, slamming his lowered shoulder into the semi-flabby midriff and wrapping his arms around the aide. They crashed out of the cell and into the hall. Xander let go and clambered to his feet, head darting left and right, looking for an avenue out of the crowded space.

"XANDER!" the sound was a furious roar, full of blood and demonic anger. He knew that voice, or thought he did. Xander spun to his right, his mouth dropping open at the sight of Angel, in full game-face. The vampire was tearing through the bodies between Xander and he, creating an opening of screaming, rent flesh.

"Angel!" Xander yelled, running toward his rescuer. He briefly wondered where Buffy and the others were. Then he forgot about everything else as he tumbled to the floor under the weight of the aide. Angel tore the man's head from his body as Xander struggled to his feet. The man gurgled; his eyes bulging and then, *rip*, his head went flying and his body hit the floor gushing blood. Xander slipped once, almost loosing his footing as he moved toward Angel.

"Xander! Are you okay?" Angel took in his slightly bruised face and torn clothing. Xander had been missing for two days. He was supposed to be meeting Angel to collect something for Giles. Xander had never arrived. He'd phoned Sunnydale, concerned because it wasn't like Xander to just not show up and Angel had been looking forward to seeing his boy again.

A hysterical scream started from someplace. Reinkar looked up enough to see the aide's body in an expanding pool of blood. Swaying slightly, he used his left hand to grab a glass amulet hanging from a gold chain around his neck. He yanked it free and smashed it to the floor by his side.

The amulet shattered. An oily black cloud spiraled upward and a stench like burned meat filled the air. Reinkar mumbled a short chant and the cloud swirled into frenzied motion. A shriek cut Xander's mind like a razor. Everyone, except for Reinkar, had the same look of pained shock on their faces.

"He's summoning something," Angel shouted, even though the alarm was completely inaudible. "We've got to GO!"

It was agonizing, but Xander knew he was right. Angel grabbed his hand and began pulling him down the hall and up the stairs. They ran back through the small house toward the kitchen and the back door. The soundless clamor of Reinkar's alarm was nearly as painful in the kitchen as in the basement. Angel led him through a storage room at the back of the kitchen, filled with baskets and sacks. Angel crashed through the back door and out into the cold night. Xander was right behind him and crashed into the solid back when Angel came to a sudden stop.

"What!? What!?" Xander half panted half yelled. The first thing he noticed was the full moon glowing through low clouds, bathing the forest in silvery light.

"It's coming, and whatever it is, it's coming fast. We have to move faster. Are you alright?"

"I think so." Xander shivered, "I'm alright."

Angel nodded and turned to glance around the forest, assessing options while trying to gauge the direction and distance the thing was coming from. "Good," the vampire muttered and turned to his left. "Let's go."

Xander ran behind Angel, trying to keep up. He stumbled and tripped over the tree roots and unseen rocks in his path. Moments later he crashed to the ground, moaning in pain as the air was knocked from his lungs by the force. Angel spun back and scooped the fallen boy into his arms. He tossed Xander over his shoulder and took of, heading toward the bluff he'd passed on his way to the cottage. Using his preternatural speed, Angel raced across the forest.

When Angel finally stopped bouncing him around and sat him down, Xander stood on wobbly legs, gritting his teeth to keep from moaning while he rubbed as his sore stomach muscles where Angel's shoulder had dug into him with each jarring leap and landing the running vampire had made. He followed Angel beneath the bluff's deep overhang. The ground was smooth underfoot and rock loomed above. Light faded behind them until it was nearly impossible to see.

"How far back do you think this goes?" Xander asked. He'd had enough of being in dark places. Angel stopped suddenly, causing Xander to bump into him.

"This is too deep to be an overhang," Angel replied, turning to put a hand on Xander's shoulder to steady him. Angel had no problem seeing in the dark. He let his hand slide down Xander's arm and took his hand. "Better stay close, caves can be dangerous."

Xander felt a chill. Caves, he hated caves. And dark places that were made of damp, dank smelling stone. There were all sorts of evil things that liked to lurk in those kinds of places. He started breathing hard. He heard rustling noises and a tug on his hand as Angel started forward. A few minutes later they stopped and he heard a scrape against the dry rock before a blue flame flared. A whiff of sulfur made him wrinkle his nose.

Angel held the match over his head. They stood in what looked like an entrance, the cavern opened into a large chamber with a gently downward sloping floor. It narrowed slightly as the passage descended further into the earth. The match went out and they moved forward carefully and then stopped again.

"Stay here. Don't move, I'll be right back," Angel whispered softly, stirring the air near Xander's ear. Xander felt an erotic tension grip him then at soft breath against his skin. But the strangely compelling physical attraction was already changing into something more complicated. It mingled with confusion, anxiety at the sudden appearance of the vampire, and with rapidly growing gratitude. Angel had come for him and that meant more to him than anyone could ever know. Blushing deeply, Xander blew on his cold fingers and waited. A few minutes later Xander could tell the vampire had returned, another match flared and Angel lit the makeshift torch he held. They followed the main passage downward. As soon as they rounded the first bend the entrance vanished; total darkness surrounded them except for the torch's flickering light. Occasional side passages gaped at them like open mouths. A cool breeze flowed from one of the larger fissures and a sound like a distant waterfall rumbled in the distance.

"How far down are we going to go?" Xander asked, thoroughly nervous by now.

"We'll keep going until the passage gets too narrow."

Xander nodded, his heart sinking. The thought of all the rock and earth above his head made his pulse race. Eventually the passage narrowed to twenty feet. Ahead of them an ancient rock-fall blocked most of the passage. The left side was blocked, and rubble filled the lower half of the right side.

"It's time we stopped. Anyone searching for us hopefully won't take the time to come this far down." Angel wedged the torch into a ledge. Xander watched as the vampire removed his leather coat and spread it out on the ground. Xander dreaded the moment when the torch would be extinguished, leaving them in total darkness, but said nothing. Angel retrieved the torch before settling onto the coat and motioned Xander to sit down. He noticed Xander's anxious gaze at the flame and carefully wedged it into the hard earth near them without putting it out. Flickering light painted their faces with golden highlights.

"Are you sure you're alright?" Angel asked softly.

Xander took a deep breath, then nodded. "Yes, but I'm cold. And I feel stupid for getting us in this situation. I don't even know who those guys were or what they wanted me for." He had an idea, but didn't want to think about it too much; the possibilities were so not of the good that thinking about it made his skin crawl.

"Xander, don't blame yourself. It's not your fault that..." Angel trailed off at the look on the boy's face.

"That I'm a hopeless dupe," Xander said harshly.

"Xander that's not true," Angel tried to convince him.

"Yes it is. I attract the worse kinds of creepy crawly bad demons and trouble. Something or someone's always trying to kill me, every damn time I turn around."

"Not all," Angel said. His voice was low and strange.

"Not all what?" Xander snapped.

"Not all are the creepy crawly bad kind, who want to kill you. Other things maybe..." Angel said with an intent look.

"What do you mean not all are... oh," Xander breathed as he realized what had just been said. Angel was a demon. Okay granted, he wasn't creepy crawly, in fact he was the complete opposite, and the fact didn't escape Xander. Nor did it escape him that Angel had just told him he was attracted to him.

~Angel. Demon. Xander. Demon magnet~

Then Angel was kissing him and Xander moaned. His pulse raced as he leaned into the kiss, sucking on Angel's tongue gently when it slipped past his lips. Angel leaned back and stared deeply into Xander's eyes. Xander just stared at him as Angel leaned in for another kiss. Angel licked his lips, pondering the opening that was Xander's mouth. Xander forgot about the unnerving silence as Angel's cool hands stroked over his shoulders and down to grip his biceps lightly, pulling him closer. Then he was in Angel's lap, twisting to wrap his arms around the strong cool neck as equally cool hands flittered butterfly caresses over the exposed skin peeking through the tatters of his loud orange and maroon shirt.

Xander gasped as Angel's hands slipped under the fabric to caress up his sides, tickling his ribs with the slightly calloused pads of his fingertips. A slightly rough thumb flicked over a nipple and Xander arched his back. Angel lowered them to the hard bed of leather and earth, stretching them out face to face. Xander mewled as hands shaped his ass through the material of his loose corduroy pants. He rocked forward, pressing his hard groin into Angel's; the length and girth of the vampire's cock through his jeans was slightly intimidating. Angel gave him no time to think about it as he continued to lick and suck on Xander's lips, trying to make the top lip swell in proportion to the fuller bottom.

Angel finally allowed Xander a moment's respite, the chance to gasp for breath while he pulled at the orange and maroon tatters. He tossed the remains of Xander's shirt to the side and quickly pulled at the buttons of his own shirt. Xander's hands moved to press against his stiff cock and Angel rolled his hips forward into the heat, pressed his cool chest against Xander's hot skin. Xander tangled his fingers in the thick dark hair as Angel nuzzled his way down to Xander's chin, nipping it lightly before ducking his head to place a kiss in the hollow of the boy's throat.

He raised his head and looked up at Xander. The brown eyes were half closed and the wet lips parted, the tongue peeking out as Xander tipped his head back. Angel was instantly at Xander's mouth, sucking the wet, pink morsel into his mouth with intense suction. He groaned as Xander stroked his hands down the length of his back, they were so warm and hot, and the fingers were clever. Xander wormed his fingers under the waistband of Angel's jeans, brushing his heated fingers over the smooth skin and silk of boxers.

Angel bent his head and kissed Xander on the neck. His hands slipped down to Xander's hips and he pulled their crotches together, the mounds of their erections rubbing provocatively. Xander turned his head and parted his lips, letting Angel's tongue slip inside. The heat of the kiss melted him.

Xander moved his hands to the front of Angel's pants, in moments he got the buttons unfastened and the denim pants were worked down over the vampire's solid hips and muscled ass. Angel's heavy phallus, up thrust and thick, pressed into his hands and Angel moaned as Xander wrapped his fingers around the hot shaft.

Breaking the kiss, he gazed into Xander's eyes. "You are so beautiful. I've always wanted you, Xander," Angel breathed as he removed Xander's boots and unbuttoned the front of his baggy pants. Xander raised his hips and Angel pulled the pants off. Once he had Xander naked, Angel stretched out on top of him, enfolding him in his strong arms. Angel ground their cocks together as he dipped his head and claimed Xander's swollen lips again. When Xander was breathless, Angel broke the kiss and rolled onto his side. He gazed into Xander's eyes while stroking the boy's sleekly muscled torso. Xander returned the caresses, the defined ridges of his abs shifting in the golden light. Their cocks, pressed belly to belly, twitched against each other.

"Want you too, Angel, want you so bad," Xander panted as his fingers drifted down to Angel's groin. He rolled back slightly and caressed the shaft's length with feather-light strokes. Angel wrapped his fingers around the head of Xander's cock and gave it a gentle tug.

"Beautiful," Angel whispered as Xander touched the curves of his hard muscle, feeling the solid planes of Angel's chest and stomach. His cock stretched across his flat belly, the head shiny and wet, almost touched his navel. Angel's dick jerked in small spasms as Xander trailed his fingers along the taut muscles of the vampire's inner thighs, angling it away from Angel's stomach when Xander's fingers brushed the dark hairs dusting his balls. Angel rolled back on top of Xander and the boy wrapped his legs around his waist, thrusting his cock firmly against Angel's solid torso. Oozing precum turned the skin into a slippery wall from Angel's belly to the bottom of his sculpted chest muscles. Xander's heart thudded in his swollen shaft as Angel cupped his ass and angled his erection down, sliding the head across Xander's stretched ass as the raven-haired boy squirmed deliciously against him.

Xander was no longer cold. He was simmering in steamy hot lust. Angel lust and Xander welcomed it, forgetting about everything else as Angel stretched his naked form out on top of him; covering and pressing him into the leather of the coat. Even with the unyielding hardness of packed earth under it, the leather was still sensuous and Xander wriggled his bare ass against it before his globes were again resting in Angel's large hands.

Angel rocked his hips against Xander, teasing the sensitive skin of his inner thighs just beneath his balls. "I want to be inside you," he said softly, his dark eyes locked on Xander's. Xander smiled seductively and worked his hips in invitation, sliding himself back and forth along Angel's length.

"Hmmm, inside, now, yes," Xander moaned.

Angel kissed him once more, fiercely, before sliding down to raise Xander's cupped ass and worm him face between the sweaty cheeks. He inhaled deeply of Xander's musky scent, savoring the spicy aroma as he teased his tongue out and tasted Xander's pucker. Angel flattened his tongue against Xander's tight asshole and slathered it with his saliva, making Xander moan and squirm, begging to be taken. "I can't wait anymore," pants and gasps, "In me, Angel, in me now please." Xander pulled his legs up alongside Angel's muscled torso, eagerly waiting for the handsome stud-vamp to enter him. But Angel only placed the head of his cock against Xander's ass. Then he leaned forward, supporting himself on strong arms, and lowered his head until their lips brushed.

Xander's exotic features were flushed, suffused with desire. They kissed, tongues wrestling and exploring each other's mouths. Angel slowly lowered his body as the kiss intensified. Soon their chest pressed together, and Angel slid his hand under Xander's shoulders. He pulled their bodies together tightly as his cockhead slipped into Xander's tight ass, one more stimulus among the flood of sensations he lavished on his partner, his lover, beneath him. Xander sucked on Angel's tongue and bit at his lips, drawing drips of blood that sent their arousal spiraling higher. Angel's hard belly pressed against his straining cock as his thick, cool cock slid further into the hot glove of Xander's ass.

It wasn't until they broke the kiss that Xander became fully aware of the thick cock lodged half way inside of him. It stretched his clenching muscle-ring with a deliciously sweet burn of pleasure as Angel stared down into the chocolate-drop pools of his eyes. The blissful column slid in another inch, just far enough for the cockhead to rest against the spot that would yield the greatest pleasure for Xander, then the hips rocked so that the tip of the cock nudged the gland.

"Yesss!" Xander hissed. Precum oozed from his cock, slicking the skin between their bellies. Angel eased further in, his cock moving in a slow glide over the bundle of nerves, torturing Xander with waves of liquid lust until he was sheathed to the hilt in the boy's tight hot ass. Angel felt like he was being roasted alive in the furnace of Xander's velvet tunnel, the silky sensations of his center. Angel wished his tongue were long enough to taste Xander that deeply.

"Ahh, that feels in-fucking-credible!" Xander closed his eyes and shuddered, his fingers entwined in Angel's thick hair as he reveled in the sensations coursing through his body. He was lightheaded, and the feeling intensified as the tingling sensation in his groin spread.

Angel sank in the pleasure he was generating in his partner's body; the way Xander spasmed around him, making him ache with the need to cum. He began to move Xander's body back and forth, his muscular arms and shoulders bulging, using Xander's ass to stroke the length of his cock. Xander panted, helpless in the vampire's strong easy grip, but Angel didn't relent and his sweat slick body responded powerfully. Xander arched his back to help Angel's deep slides into his ass. The leather coat bunched under Xander's shoulders as he writhed. Angel slid his hand down the sides of Xander's supple body as the boy's bucking movements got faster. His slick cock throbbed, stroked faster and faster by his partner's ass as Xander opened around him.

Xander felt as if his insides were turning to mush, thick and soupy as Angel stirred him deeply. He shivered uncontrollably as the pleasure became uncontrollable. His balls pulled up tight against the base of his cock. His mind spun dizzily from the sensations filling his body, melting his thought center down into slag and Xander was barely able to clench his ass during Angel's outward strokes, trying to grasp the ridged phallus as the slick shaft moved through his ring of muscle. Angel's grunts of satisfaction told him the effort was succeeding.

"I'm close," Xander gasped.

The vampire bobbed his head, acknowledging the warning. He bent his body almost double, grasping the head of Xander's cock with his lips tightly. Angel's cock throbbed in the depths of the boy's ass; he fucked and sucked with slow, deep strokes, pleasuring himself and his partner in equal measure.

Xander slipped into delirium. He had never felt anything so intense, losing awareness of everything except the waves of pleasure Angel was creating. His body tensed, his cock fully down Angel's throat now. Angel bent at the waist, his body curled into a ball, as his dick slid full length into Xander's clenching ass.

"AHHH! Angel! FUCKANGELFUUUCK!" Xander gasped and shook as his seed erupted in powerful pulses. Burst after burst gushed down Angel's throat as he held Xander' bucking hips. The thick fluid was sweet and hot, bathing his tongue and throat with slippery juice. Xander's ecstasy tasted divine, and the frenzied squeezing of Xander's ass on his slippery cock, triggered Angel own orgasm.

Xander struggled in the vampire's tight grasp, overcome by the intensity of his orgasm, as Angel's cum fountained within him. His body was jolted by the electrifying sensations of the cold semen coating his insides and cock as Angel milked him dry. Angel's cum coated cockhead continued to spurt jets against the sensitive spot that drove Xander wild. The thick shaft throbbed as it released streamers of vampiric cum.

Finally Xander's cock emptied its last spurts and he collapsed against the twisted leather coat. Angel eased his cock out, ending their fucking as gently as he had begun it. Pearly fluid oozed from Xander's ass, the hole still stretched wide.

Angel uncurled his body as Xander let his legs drop to the cave floor. After a quick backward flex of his broad shoulders, relieving the strained muscles, he stretched out on top of Xander. He kissed Xander's neck and face as he pressed down on the boy's body with his own. Their cocks rubbed together, moist and warm from their lovemaking. Xander sighed and put his arms around Angel.

"That was..." Xander breathed.

Angel kissed him again. He rolled to his side and pulled Xander close. He wrapped an arm around Xander. "Yeah, tell me about it" Angel murmured as he snuggled against Xander's still heated body, feeling content, and allowed himself to rest soundly in his lover's warm embrace.

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Ficlet 2: Hot Showers

Angel kissed him again. He rolled to his side and pulled Xander close. He wrapped an arm around Xander. "Yeah, tell me about it," Angel murmured as he snuggled against Xander's still heated body, feeling content, and allowed himself to rest soundly in his lover's warm embrace.

*****

Sunset and Angel got them safely back to the hotel. When the two men walked in, Cordelia was still in the lobby office. She stopped what she was doing and just sat there, looking as if someone had slapped her right into stupid. The look on her face was absolutely priceless, and if Angel and Xander weren't so anxious to get upstairs and into a hot shower, they would have wished for a Polaroid camera to immortalize that look.

Both men were grubby looking, Cordy didn't think she'd ever seen Angel in such a state - hair un-gelled and all over the place, stubble across his upper lip, along his jaw and chin, and there was the most intensely devilish looking shadow in the tiny dip under his full lower lip, just in the center; perfect for emphasizing their slightly pouty-swollenness.

~Pouty? Angel pouty... with swollen, no. Just stop, don't even~

Cordelia closed her mouth and her eyes and counted to three; then she opened them, yep, Angel still looked incredibly hot, like sex sheathed in a pair of dingy, black jeans, black silk shirt - ripped at the shoulder and missing all but two buttons, which, she noticed almost absently, were in the wrong button holes. His expensive shoes were covered with dirt and guck. But damn if he didn't look tie me up, tie me down, and fuck my brains out HOT. And that was scary because Cordelia realized that her employer looked very Angelus-y. And he was ignoring her. All of Angel's attention was focused on the man standing next to him.

In fact, she noticed, Xander wasn't just standing next to Angel; he was standing really close - closer than she'd seen anyone get except Buffy.

~I am not thinking what I'm seeing. No~

Xander was ignoring her as well, focused on Angel. He did give her that Xander-smile and a, "hey Cordy." That was when Cordelia really noticed Xander, noticed that he was just as wrecked, from the floor up, as Angel. His hiking boots were grimy and muddy, so were his pants. Cordelia finally figured out what it was that was wrong with Xander - he wasn't wearing a shirt. Xander was wrapped in Angel's dirty leather coat.

~Why is Xander wearing Angel's coat, and why is it dirty. And where the hell is his shirt~

Cordy quickly forgot about the coat and the shirt when she took a good look at Xander's face. He didn't have stubble, but he did have pouty-swollen lips; more so than Angel. Cordelia would have thought he'd stuck his mouth in a super strong suction vacuum-cleaner hose. And with the bruise on the side of his face, Cordy thought, dip him in chocolate and gobble him all up delicious is there more?

Angel caught her looking at Xander and moved even closer, if that was possible. His dark eyes flickered with possessiveness and his stance was protective. Angel put a hand in the small of Xander's back and ushered him out of the lobby toward the stairs.

*****

"Cordy, I'm glad you're still here. Please call Sunnydale and let them know that I found Xander and that he's here in LA. Then you can call it quits for the evening, I'll see you tomorrow." They were starting up the stairs as Angel tossed this over his shoulder. Cordelia nodded, her eyes glazed with shock as she stared at Angel's hand on Xander's back. Her mind couldn't comprehend that the vampire was touching Xander and he wasn't having a conniption fit.

Without looking back the two men made it to the first floor and down the hall into Angel's room. The door closed. Angel turned around and looked at Xander. Xander was watching him with an almost intense shyness. Angel spoke, "Xander."

"Angel," Xander breathed.

The distance between them vanished. Angel pulled the coat further open; it threatened to slip from Xander's bare shoulders. Cool hands, strong and slightly calloused, slipped around his waist and pulled him close. Angel dipped his head and licked Xander's swollen lips; once, twice, and then he was sucking on them. Xander groaned when he nipped, and the shirt lost its last two miss-buttoned buttons.

Xander slid his hands up Angel's hard torso, pressing his hot palms against the hardening nipples. Angel arched his back and groaned, pressing his dusky nubs into the warmth, plundering Xander's ripeness.

Their kisses waffled back and forth between intense dueling and feather-light brushes. Xander was drawn to that shadow, the one under Angel's lower lip. That shadow he couldn't seem to keep his tongue away from. He loved the way it felt against his skin, on his tongue when he sucked the swelling lip into his mouth and nibbled and nipped until Angel had to make him stop.

"Shower," Angel panted, dragging in unneeded air. Unable to stop himself from doing it because Xander did things to him that riled up the demon; Angel could feel it hovering just under the surface of his skin. Angelus added to the burn Xander created in his un-dead blood, making it pulse in his cock painfully.

~Claim. Take him. Fuck his sweet ass. So incredibly hot and tasty; Mine~

"Shower, yes, shower is good. Get clean, hot water, yeah shower," Xander agreed as Angel stepped back and finally released him. Xander automatically stepped forward, filling the space Angel had created. His hands darted out to stroke Angel's face, brown eyes locked intently on the shadow. Xander licked his lips and Angel's dark eyes glittered gold as he tracked the pink morsel around the swollen flower of Xander's mouth.

A groan and the two were locked together again, kissing and touching as Angel maneuvered them into the bathroom. They stopped kissing to attack shoe laces and kick off shoes and pulling off socks while trying not to trip in the pants now around their ankles.

Naked, in the shower under the hot spray Angel relaxed and allowed Xander to wash him. Xander hummed as his soapy hands slid over the hard, pale body. He enjoyed the twitches of the thick cock jutting out between them, dueling with his from Angel trying to sneak in some friction because he couldn't keep still under the hot soapy hands. Angel's skin was hot, steam rose from their glistening bodies and he allowed Xander to duck his head under the hot spray and rinse away the shampoo before slicking his fingers through it to apply the conditioner. Then Angel got his turn.

He reached for the body wash and squirted trails of gel across Xander's torso. He made a line down the center of Xander's muscular chest, over his navel and into his pubic hair. Gel dripped from the head of Xander's cock as Angel moved on to squirt a line down each leg before motioning Xander to turn around so he could do his back. Angel made sweeping squiggles, from shoulder to should and down until he reached Xander's deliciously tanned ass.

"Bend over, baby," Angel murmured, eyeing Xander's ass with growing lust. His cock jerked, bobbing up and down as he remembered how tight and hot the little hole between those bitable cheeks was. Angel squeezed a trail down the slightly furred valley and then went back to design each pert cheek before moving on down Xander's sturdy legs. When he reached his feet, Angel dropped the almost empty tube of gel and went to work. He slicked his hands around Xander's ankles, had Xander brace his hands on his wide shoulders while he washed each foot before moving up.

Xander shivered and mewled softly as Angel dug into the muscles of his thighs, massaging them while working the soapy lather up to his balls. Xander spread his legs and angled his hips forward and Angel cupped his balls and rolled them around in the thick lather. His heated hands stroked up and down Xander's cock until Xander was panting. Angel watched, enthralled as Xander fucked his hand, the boy's head tilted back under the hot spray, water racing over his body.

Angel teased his nipples until Xander was groaning, then he finished washing chest, arms, and hands, before turning Xander around so he could get to his back. Angel stroked and skimmed the glistening skin, breathing in the overpowering scent of their growing arousal as he worked his way down. Now it was time for him to wash his most favorite place on Xander's body, beside his perfect cock that is.

When the slippery fingers stoked between his ass cheeks, Xander leaned forward, pressing his forehead to the hot tiles and tilting his ass up. He spread his legs to give Angel better access. Angel dropped down into a crouch, balanced on the balls of his feet, knees parted and cock twitching between them. He kneaded the mounds of flesh, rolling and pulling them apart; squeezing them until the flesh swelled between his spread fingers. His dick drooled, a steady streamer of precum as he stroked up and down the tight valley with his thumbs. Xander worked his ass in the large hands, pressing himself back onto the invading thumbs. Angel pressed a soapy thumb into the dark pink rosette between the soapy globes, licking his lips in anticipation. His tongue flickered over his lower lip, tickling the stubble just underneath while he slid his right thumb out of the tight hole and his left thumb in. Angel sucked his lower lip into his mouth, tongue teasing over the shadow and he understood what it was about the smudge that drew Xander.

Xander rose up on his toes, his chest pressed against the wet tiles. He turned his head and pressed his cheek against the tiles and closed his eyes. He moaned softly, groaned and gasped with slick heat as Angel thumb-fucked him, making him want more with each incredibly slippery stroke. Then it stopped.

"An-gel," Xander complained as he was made to stand up straight, so he could be rinsed down. The vampire grinned as he focused on washing Xander's shaggy curls. Angel moaned when Xander started playing with his dick, pressing it down and releasing it so that it bounced up to smack against his flat stomach.

"Aahh, Xander, Fuck," Angel moaned as Xander started fisting his soapy shaft. Hot, sure, greedy fingers gripped up and down his length. They played with each other's bodies while they finished rising away shampoo, conditioner and soap. Then Angel turned his boy back to facing the wall, placing Xander so that the water cascaded down his back and between his buttocks. Angel dropped to his knees between Xander's spread legs. He rubbed his hands together, like a miser gazing upon a treasure - Xander's ass.

When Xander felt himself being handled, stroked and grasped, he moaned deep in his chest. He made hitching noises in his throat when Angel kissed his pucker, scraping his sensitive skin with stubble; the sensation was electrifying. Angel dug in; Xander bit back a wail as desire spiraled upward.

"You taste so good," Angel mumbled against his crinkled skin. He worked his head lower, tonguing, kissing and scraping his way toward the boy's balls to capture a mouth full of run-off water. Xander tried to climb the walls of the stall when he felt the stream of hot water hit his pucker. Angel pursed his lips together and spit a steady stream against Xander's hot hole, moving his head in as the stream dwindled. He pressed a kiss on the winking ass-lips, initiating a kiss so deep and intense Xander thought his insides would drop out from sheer pleasure of loosening he felt crashing through him.

"Yeah, open up for me Xan, let me taste it," Angel growled. His demon wanted more - it had never tasted anything so masculine-ly sweet - the only way to describe the sensation; the lust; the smell and taste of Xander's ripeness. Angel captured another mouthful of water and assaulted the quivering opening. Another deep kiss, trying to reach Xander's core with his tongue - over and over, driving the boy mad with the scraping pleasure of his stubble, lips and tongue.

A finger eased in Xander's pulsing hole, stroking and swirling, while his balls were sucked into Angel's generous mouth. Another finger and the lips moved to the base of Xander's cock. "More," Xander demanded. His hips worked slowly, controlled by the grip on his left globe. Thick, wet hair bristled against his thighs as Angel devoured him, all the while slowly fingering Xander open, getting his boy riled up and ready for his huge cock. His hips flexed, fucking the air and the skin between his pressed together thighs - strokes matching his fingers as he played.

Angel was in demon-fuck-lust heaven. His eyes glowed as he rose to his feet and gripped the base of his thick erection with one hand. The other arm slipped around Xander's lean waist. The cock head pressed against the gaping muscle ring. Angel growled long and hard when Xander's pucker kissed the head of his cock.

"Xander, Fuuck!"

Xander did it again and Angel couldn't hold back any longer, he pressed forward. The arm around Xander's waist tightened, pulling the willing body back as his cock sank into the tight heat. Xander ground his ass back. Angel moved his hand and allowed the last of his shaft to slide home. He ground his hips into Xander, flattening the globes of ass. Xander stood up straight and leaned back into Angel's chest, his back sliding against the broad expanse of muscle as Angel began to fuck.

The thrust grew in passion and power, occasionally lifting Xander almost from the floor. His arms snaked up and back to twine around Angel's strong neck, fingers tangled in the damp mass of hair. Xander turned his head for the kiss he wanted - enjoying the way he was being plundered, plumbed to his very depths. Slick strokes in and out. Easy friction as he rode up and down on Angel's fuck-stick. It was so intense, yet they both needed more, that little extra jolt to take them over the edge. Xander arched his neck, melting into his orgasm as Angel tongued his throat, scraping.

Almost, he was almost there. Then Angel did what they both craved. He bit; sinking his fangs in as his slippery cock pistoned in and out of the slick, clenching hole. Blood flowed into Angel's mouth, his orgasm *popped*. His seed flowed into Xander's tunnel. Xander came, flowing out of his un-touched cock with his cum. Over and over, a cycle was completed - Angel swallowed the sweet, hot blood; his cum flowed into Xander; Xander flowed into Angel's hand as the vampire captured the precious fluid in his palm. He sucked on Xander's neck, spurting cum with each swallow; captured each jet Xander produced as he stroked over his prostate faster and faster.

Spent they sank to the stall floor, Xander still impaled on the hard shaft. He moaned weakly as Angel with drew his fangs and licked the wound, sealing it closed. Angel brought his hand to his face, licking his palm clean of Xander's salty/sweet essence. Minutes later, Angel eased his softening cock free, making them both whimper and whine at the sensation and its loss. Angel turned his boy around in his lap; his demon growled at the sensation of slick, wet, hot, skin grinding against his ultra-sensitive cock. Xander leaned in to drag his tongue up Angel's chin, tasting himself as he licked away the smear of his own cum glittering from the shadow under Angel's swollen lip. Angel parted his lips for Xander's tongue as it snaked around their edges. Xander sucked Angel's lower lip between his, lathing it with his tongue, nipping it with his blunt teeth, and making Angel hard all over again. Xander whimpered as Angel's cock hardened against his well fucked ass. Angel kissed Xander softly and lifted him from his lap, moving them back into the warm spray of water. They rinsed slowly, sluggishly and then tried to dry off. They fell into the bed, still damp, and snuggled together under the warm blankets.

"Angel," Xander breathed sleepily.

"Hmm," Angel breathed back, on the edge of sleep as well.

"Tomorrow?"

"Yeah?"

"Could you, um not shave?"

Angel cracked an eye. "What?" Xander turned over in his arms and Angel cupped his ass, pulling their groins together. Xander wormed a thigh between Angel's, pressing up against his heavy scrotum.

"Don't shave, please?" Xander darted his head forward. He flicked his tongue out, licking the shadow under Angel's lip. Angel shivered and groaned as his lip was gently sucked into Xander's warm mouth - thrills tickled through him from Xander stroking his tongue back and forth over the stubble. Angel pulled his lip free minutes later.

"Um, yeah, sure okay."

"Thank you, baby," Xander grinned. He moved his head to Angel's chest, pushing the larger man onto his back. Xander hooked his leg across Angel's and Angel stroked Xander's ass. He made a soft rumble deep in his chest, right under his lover's ear, lulling Xander to sleep. Angel brushed one final kiss on Xander's shaggy head and fell asleep with a small smile - happier than he could remember being in a long, long time.

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Ficlet 3: It's My Turn Now

Angel brushed one final kiss on Xander's shaggy head and fell asleep with a small smile - happier than he could remember being in a long, long time.

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Xander woke several hours later to a hard coolness under his cheek and against his body. He shifted, opening his eyes and turning his head on Angel's broad chest. He turned his head to look up into the vampire's face, checking to see if Angel were awake yet. The pleasant rumbling that had lulled him into sleep had stopped some time ago and the room was silent except for his own breathing.

His brown eyed gaze took in the sleeping face of his lover. Xander really liked the way Angel's hair looked without all the gel holding it at stiff attention and making its dark depths glitter. Without the gel, Angel's hair looked soft, not so dark, and slightly wavy. His skin didn't seem so pale against the dark slash of eyebrows and the feather of lashes resting on the sharp edge of strong cheekbones. Xander's gaze ghosted over the features, taking in the dusting of dark stubble along Angel's jaw, surrounding his pouty lips - incredibly hot and sexy, making the boy remember their feel against his body, the way Angel had tasted him almost everywhere on his willing body, and boy had Xander been willing.

Once again, Xander was drawn by that fascinating smudge just under Angel's lower lip, the one that did things to his insides. Xander shifted closer, the arm draped across his lean waist shifted, the hand coming to rest on his hip. He moved up the bed, coming to rest on his side, his face hovering over Angel's. Dark head dipped down and Xander nuzzled the tiny patch of stubble. Angel shifted, the hand on Xander's hip slid down over his firm buttocks.

Xander pulled back to study the darkly handsome face, seeing what his ex-girlfriend had seen earlier that evening. Angel's scruffy appearance was out right lusty, hinting at things that could make anyone weak in the middle from a focused look - very much Angelus-y, yet adorably boyish and vulnerable. He dipped his head again and brushed his warm lips over Angel's cool mouth, causing another shift in the sleeping man. The large hand cupping his ass turned possessive, fingers curling into the furred cleft as Angel pulled his heat closer; a small smile flickered across the pale face and Xander caught a glimpse of white teeth.

That glimpse created a response along the nerves of his body and Xander moved his hand to his neck to finger Angel's bite mark. Pleasure stabbed through him at the contact of his smooth fingertips; Angel shifted again, his cock stirring across his flat stomach, fingers delving deeper into the valley between the tanned globes. He pulled Xander closer. Xander kissed him again, with more intent and the cool fingers moved, tickling as they ghosted over his opening. Xander leaned back and watched Angel sigh as his dark eyes fluttered open.

"Oh, you're awake," Xander grinned. Angel just stared at him, hints of a smile flickering across his lips.

"Mmm-hmm," Angel's gaze was hooded, intense as he watched his boy.

"And up, too," Xander stated the obvious as his hand caressed down the hard torso and flittered over the head of Angel's questing cock.

"Feels like it," Angel drawled, his voice was low. The smile became more pronounced as he pulled Xander closer. His middle finger moved un-erringly to Xander's asshole.

~Mine~

A blunt fingernail dragged across the irritated opening and Xander hissed softly, "easy," he murmured as he was fingered. The vampire ignored him, his eyes focused on Xander's mouth as he worked his finger into the tight channel.

"Kiss me," Angel said, and Xander complied. He moved in, circling those incredible lips with his tongue, asking for entrance. The cool lips parted and Xander dove in, sealing his lips over Angel's open mouth and sharing his breath. Unable to resist, Xander nibbled his way down to the dark smudge, nuzzling. Angel tangled the fingers of his free hand in the dark mass of Xander's hair and pulled his head up. "You really like that, don't you boy?" Angel growled as he pulled his finger out of Xander's ass, causing shivers and tremors with his slightly rough actions.

"Yeah," Xander gulped as the finger circled him and then dug in again. His hips rolled. "An-gel," Xander moaned as the finger was swirled around inside and then began to pull out. It felt as if Angel had wrapped his insides around that long digit and was pulling him out with it. Angel didn't speak, just continued to watch the flushes of desire and lust slide across his boy's bruised face. He liked the way Xander looked, his swollen lip trapped between his white teeth, a slight furrow of frown flittering across his brow as the finger dug all the way in this time.

"Unngh," Xander whimpered, starting to become sore from all the attention Angel was lavishing on his tight little ass. His body was shifted by way of the embedded finger, guiding him up and over the hard length of vampiric flesh resting comfortably on the mattress. Angel's other hand settled on Xander's ass, playing with the mound of flesh as he covered himself in the boy's heat.

"Open you legs," Angel murmured; his voice had dropped down into a husky rasp, full of hints. Xander shivered as he complied, letting his hardening cock nestle beside Angel's as his legs came to rest along the outside of Angel's powerful thighs. "Yeah, boy, like that."

His cheeks were stretched open now, allowing the cool finger to plunder. Xander's hips jerked as the finger was pulled out completely and then plunged back in. "Angel, please," Xander mewled as his hole was invaded.

"Please what, Xan, baby?" Angel was staring at his neck intently. He licked his lips; remembering the taste of Xander's blood. He decided he wanted some more.

"Lube, can we use some lube? This is starting to get a bit uncom... aaahhh!" The finger dug in and crocked, centering on that sensitive nodule of nerves that blinded him with flashes of pleasure. Angel's lips brushed the skin of his throat, tongue gliding over the puncture wounds.

"No," Angel rumbled as he fastened his mouth to Xander's heated flesh and bit down. His fangs broke the skin and he pulled at the blood. Xander squirmed on top of him as his body was forced to produce its own lubrication for the plunging finger. His mind shattered and dissolved as Angel began to drink deeply. "Damn, boy forgot how sweet you taste," Angel stopped sucking long enough to tell him. He dragged his tongue over Xander's collarbone, capturing the trail of blood running toward the hollow of his throat.

Xander's hips rocked, creating friction for their trapped cocks. He looked down into the grinning face, taking in the bloodstained lips and softly glowing eyes. "Angel," he questioned with growing uncertainty. The vampire seemed different, not as gentle and loving as he had earlier. His attentions seemed selfish as he did whatever he wanted to the body on top of him, smothering him in heat and lust.

"Still sleeping, baby," the middle finger from the other hand dug in and Xander tried to scrabble away from the intense burn. "It's my turn now boy." Fear crashed through Xander. He recognized the mocking tone of condescension. He closed his eyes against the demon glow in Angel's.

~No, this can't be happening~

Xander tried to free himself again. Angel held on, jamming both finger's into the tight little opening, making it slick with Xander's secretions. He squirmed with growing desire and discomfort. Their gazes locked and Xander's heart began to thud with fear as he stared into that fanged smile. The face of his lover was on the verge of morphing into full demonic visage.

"Angelus?" fear threaded his voice. His hips rolled forward, sliding his cock along Angel's cold hard shaft. The fingers pulled at the ring of muscle.

"Yep," the vampire purred, "and it's my turn now, boy."

Xander squeezed his eyes closed. This couldn't be happening. What had happened? He'd gone to sleep wrapped in Angel's loving and protective embrace and awakened in bed with a blood-thirsty demon. Tears leaked from his eyes, one splattered on Angel's cheek.

"Want to taste them," Angelus demanded, "your tears." He smiled as Xander lowered his face so he could lick at the salt water trickling down the puffy face. Angelus attacked his swollen lips, biting and drawing blood. Xander wanted to scream. The cool lips left his and moved along his jaw, returning to the flowing trickles at his throat.

"Ohh, god, I'm going to die," Xander wept as Angelus returned to his feasting. The fingers left his body, played with his opening and then dug back in, roughly.

"No, you're going to get fucked, the way you deserve to be. Told you, it's my turn," Angelus murmured as he rolled them over. Xander's hands clutched at his broad shoulders as Angelus settled between his spread thighs. He licked at the wound, sealing it shut then moved back to Xander's bleeding mouth. "Open up, baby," Angelus purred.

Xander parted his lips. His eyes turned into pools of melted chocolate as he stared up into Angel's shimmering gaze. He was held captive by that look, by the hint of ridges along the broad brow. Xander humped up against Angelus, drawing another smile - this one less distant and cold. Xander blinked in confusion as his lips were claimed with gentle roughness. Angelus lapped at the trickles of blood leisurely, sliding his huge cock up and down against Xander's. Xander's tongue snaked out, teasing the shadow under those demanding lips. His hands stroked down the length of hard muscled back. His sweaty hands palmed Angel's flexing ass.

"Yeah, my turn," Angelus murmured and he kissed his boy deeply. Stroked and played in the tight hole he planned to fill to overflowing with his cock and cum. The vampire released Xander, shifted his weight off and kicked away the covers.

Xander watched in bewildered lust as Angelus gazed at his body. He tangled his fingers in the dark mass of soft hair as Angelus lowered his head and began to tease and torture his nipples. Sucking and licking, nuzzling and biting until Xander arched up away from the mattress, trying to stuff his chest into the questing mouth. Angelus looked up into his flushed face. "Like that?" he wanted to know. Xander could only nod. "Good it's gonna get better, for me at least, whether or not you enjoy it is up to you..." Angelus smirked as he dipped his head to the boy's quivering belly. His tongue dug into the soft flesh of Xander's navel, trailed wetness down into the curly brown of his pubic hair. Angelus rubbed his cool cheek up and down the length of Xander's hot cock. His gaze held the boy pinned to the bed. Xander reached down to stroke his hair, the side of his cool face. Angelus turned his head and captured the questing fingers, sucking them into his mouth. He watched Xander's reaction as he sucked on the boy's fingers the way he was planning to suck on his hot little cock in a minute or two, right now he was enjoying the look on Xander's face.

"Still like it?" Xander nodded, working himself on the fingers. The burn of irritation did not lessen, it added to his rising arousal, making his ass hungry for more. Angelus licked up and down the length of his cock. "You *really* taste good, Xan, baby," Angelus said with a knowing smirk. Xander held his breath as Angelus bared his fangs and dragged them over his aching cock. He bit back a scream of pleasure as they broke the skin, sinking in and drawing blood. He came from the pleasurable pain and Angelus gobbled him up. "Soo fucking good, and all *mine*."

"Ye-yes, okay," Xander babbled as he was swallowed again, "yours, just don't stop please don't stop." Angelus sucked on his limp cock until it grew hard again. Then he turned Xander loose and turned him over on his stomach.

"Show it to me," Angelus purred and Xander reached back to grip his buttocks, pulling them apart and exposing his pucker. Angelus groaned and pressed his lips to the slick hole, kissing and tonguing Xander. He reached under the boy and grasped his cock, pulling so the head pointed toward their feet. Xander dug his hips into the mattress, grinding his pubes into the silk sheets as he was licked from tip to root. The tongue continued over his balls, lingered. Cool lips nipped before Angelus was sucking them into his mouth and rolling them around, his hair caressed Xander's heated skin; his stubble scrapped against the sensitive flesh. Flesh that quivered and begged for his touch. Xander arched his hips, pressing himself back as he squeezed his own ass, working it lewdly for Angel's pleasure.

"Hot for it, ain't ya, baby?" Angelus teased.

"Yesss," Xander hissed back.

'You want this, don't you Xan?" Angelus rose up and moved close enough to smack his cock against Xander's ass. Repositioned and tapped it down on Xander's hole several times - sharp little *smacks*. He growled when the pucker kissed his cockhead. "Hungry little hole; pretty kisses."

Xander babbled, "Yes'," working his sweaty flesh. Angelus grasped his hips and pulled Xander up on his knees. Xander let go of his ass to brace himself when his face was shoved into the pillows. "Ow!" he hissed from the stinging slap on his ass. Xander looked back over his shoulder and scowled. "That hurt, damn it."

"Wasn't finished *looking* yet," Angelus smirked at him as he lowered his head and kissed the red palm print on the tanned flesh. Then Angelus rolled onto his back and scooted up until Xander's drooling cock was right over his open mouth. He grasped Xander's balls. "Fuck my mouth, boy," Angelus demanded. His tongue flicked out to taste the trickles of blood running down the jerking shaft. He pulled Xander down, swallowing him, his fingers returned to their rough play; probing and pulling at Xander's muscle ring, balls and buttocks as he slurped up the blood and precum smearing the hot shaft.

"Fuck, An-gel-us, more oh yeah right there. Oohhh." The smutty encouragement went straight to Angel's cock; sticky fluid drooled and pulsed from the angry cockhead. He rolled them over, Xander on his back, Angelus between his corded thighs. Angelus humped his cock into the twisted sheets. He pulled Xander deep into this throat while working two fingers from each hand into the boy's greedy hole.

"Gonna fuck ya, Xan, baby," Angelus growled as he crawled up Xander's body.

"Oh yeah," Xander panted. Angelus smirked. He kept crawling up the bed until he was kneeling over Xander's head.

"In a minute, first, open that pretty mouth."

Xander dropped his jaw, opening wide as Angelus slid his cock past his swollen lips. The vampire looked down his undulating body, loving the sight of his cock stretching his boy's mouth; the feel of Xander's hot sweaty hands kneading his hard ass - hard enough to bounce a quarter off, that's what Wes had said when he was teasing Angel about his fanatically endless work-out hours. Too bad Wes hadn't appreciated him better. But then, Wesley wasn't Xander, his hot little fuck-boy, his loss.

And Xander was loving it, eating it up. Digging his fingers into Angelus' flexing ass. Pulling him deeper down his constricting throat. He stroked the vampire's pale ass lovingly, possessively - wallowing in the lust he was sinking deeper and deeper into, drowning in. He played with the heavy balls, squeezing and pulling when they tried to tighten up at the base of the long, hard cock. Angelus' dick got harder. His hips pumped faster, balls smacked against Xander's chin. Then he was cuming. Torrents of glittery, cold, semen flooded Xander's hot throat.

Angelus pulled away from Xander's greedy sucking. He slid down Xander's body; his dick still spitting jets of cum. Angelus grabbed one of Xander's legs and hooked it over his shoulder. Xander's hole was tilted at the perfect angle for maximum fucking pleasure now. The vampire covered Xander's mouth, stealing what cum he could, getting off on the mixture of Xander's chocolaty sweetness and his own musty coldness - hints of aged nuts and earth. His cock spurted gobs of cum against Xander's tight hole, and then Angelus plunged into that buttery heat with one stroke.

Angelus swallowed Xander's keening then stilled his body, except for the jerks of his dick shooting bullets of jism against Xander's prostate. Xander came, his muscles clenching painfully around the thick shaft. Angelus started stroking in and out then, timing his strokes against the spasms; a clench around the flange of his cockhead on the back stroke; another delicious clench around the base when he ground in. Xander wrapped his other leg around the flexing body, just under the curve of Angel's incredible ass. His hands clutched at the globes while he pulled Angelus deeper with his hands and leg.

"An-gel-us," Xander gasped and panted with each stroke. He was wide open now. The iron hard shaft slid in and out with easy, squishy glides. His body made sucking sounds as Angelus pulled out completely and then plunged back in, over and over.

"Yeah boy, say my name, Xan, baby. Love the way you whimper and beg for me," Angelus dropped in for a kiss and Xander attacked his lips, going straight for that smudgy shadow under the swollen lower lip - driving them both crazy. Angelus groaned and tried to free himself. Xander held on with his blunt teeth, exciting the demon beyond endurance when he broke the soft skin and sucked. Xander's body exploded into flame at the first burn of vampiric blood scorching over his taste buds. He sucked frantically at the small dribble, bucked up into Angel's power-thrusting, matching him stroke for stroke. Angelus finally tore his lip free, sucking on it as the bleeding stopped. He stiffened at the sensation overload and came violently.

"Whose it is, baby? Who owns your sweet ass?" Angelus panted, needing to hear Xander say his name in that special way he had.

"An-gel-uuuss," Xander roared as he came again.

"Yeah," Angelus sighed as he pulled his cock free. He quickly moved to gather the warm cum from Xander's torso, sucking up the last weak spurts and dribbles from the angry red cock. Then he rolled Xander into a ball and glued his mouth to the boy's stretched ass lips; sucking and licking his boy clean.

Xander almost passed out from what Angelus was doing to him. His body twisted and writhed with tremors as he blissed out from his intense orgasm. When he was utterly spent and clean, Angelus released him and crawled up his body, covering him with his cool, sweaty weight. Xander wrapped himself around his vampire, melting into exhaustion as Angelus nuzzled his lips, sharing their combined, heady essence. Xander stroked Angel's sweaty back and murmured nonsense words as he drifted. He wondered who he was going to wake up with the next time.

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