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"Jump."
"No."
"Jump."
"No!"
"Look Xander, you need to know how to use your new body. One of the things is how far you can push yourself so JUMP!" Said in Sire's voice. Xander jumped.
They were on the roof of a three story apartment complex in a seeder side of L.A. Xander had only been a vampire for one week and was already making startling breakthroughs. Of course, that could be due to all the Sire's blood that he had been fed. Ever since Xander had woken up and began his new life, Angel had only allowed him the sweet nectar of his own blood. Four sometimes five times a day Xander would feed, growing more powerful with each pull on Angel's veins. The older vampire knew that this would have to stop soon. It was not good for a new Childe to grow to strong to quick but he would miss the intense connection that flowed thru them each time it happened.
Peering over the ledge from where Xander had lept he saw the young man hit the concrete hard. Even from this distance he could tell his mate was fine and lept over the edge himself to join him. Landing softly he looked into the amazed eyes of his lover.
"Wow!"
"Told you. Three stories should be a piece of cake for even the newest fledge. Need to work on your landing though." Angel said giving the young vampire a quick kiss.
"That was amazing! It felt like I was flying and when I landed I couldn't believe I was still alive...I mean unalive." Xander said sheepeshly.
Grinning at his Childe's obvious joy he led them to the parked car and slipped behind the wheel. Driving back to the hotel they chatted about the jump and all the things Xander could have done to make it better and what he had done perfectly the first time. Twenty minutes later, they pulled into the drive and walked into the building.
Wesley was pouring over a new tomb in his office, completly oblivious to the vampire's return. Cordelia had left sometime ago, receiving a ride from Gunn. Walking up to the former watcher, Angel gently patted him on the arm.
"What? Oh yes, hello Angel. How was the test?" Wesley inquired, removing his glasses and rubbing his eyes.
"Fine. Wes, don't you think it's time to go home? It's near midnight." Angel said.
Startled, Wesley's eyes flew to the clock. Indeed it was near midnight. Gathering his things the demon hunter left saying a quiet goodbye to his co-workers. Alone at last, Angel began to stalk his lover. Recognizing the game Xander bolted from the room, landing on the first landing with an astonishing leap and running down the halls. Grinning Angel pursued his Childe at a slower pace, wanting to prolong the game.
For hours they chased each other thru the halls, sometimes nearly colliding with each other before one or the other would take off in a new direction. Angel finally managed to pin Xander in a corner on the 5th floor. Moving in he pushed the younger man to the wall and proceeded to ravish the younger man's mouth. Xander squirmed in the embrace trying to press closer to his Sire's body but unable to because of the strong grip of his Sire.
Moving his hands Angel began to remove Xander's clothes, pulling the boy from the wall and dragging him down the corridors to the their apartment. Xander was naked with his legs firmly wrapped around Angel when they finally made it to their bed, never once breaking their heated kiss. Not having to breathe was a good thing.
Angel gently laid his mate on the bed and strode to a cabinet in the corner of the room. Xander's eyes dialated as intense pleasure rushed thru his body. He knew what was coming up next. Opening the doors, the older vampire perused the items within. Picking up a set of leather cuffs he pulled a dagger from it's sheath and a silk scarf from a drawer.
Turning back to Xander, he let the younger man's eyes settle on the toys before advancing. Xander scrambled into the middle of the bed, already stretching his arms above his head. He wanted this. He loved it when Angel played with him using the items from the toy cabinet.
Smirking at his eager lover, Angel leaned over him and pulled the leather cuffs onto his wrists. Making sure they were bound tightly he let his hands ghosts along the pale arms beneath him and gently cup Xander's face for a brief kiss. Straightening, he then reached for the blindfold. Quickly tieing it on he once more walked backed to the cabinet. He quickly removed a leather cockring from a drawer and speed back to the bed. Setting it down on the covers he knelt next to his mate and began to lavish attention to his body.
His tongue traced the curvature of Xander's chin, following the strong jaw to the prone man's right ear. Sucking and nipping he brought moans and shivers to his lover's body. Teasingly he moved downward. Biting and licking at the super sensitive neck and briefly dipping into the hollow between Xander's collarbones. Lower and lower he went, his mouth and hands caressing and stroking until his lover moaned in rapture and began to buck his hips. Smiling Angel briefly nipped at a tight nipple, illicting a whimper, before taking up the cockring. Reaching down he quickly slipped it on. Through his daze, Xander registered the new restraint and he began to beg.
"Angel....no please....need to cum!"
"Hush baby, have patience." Angel pulled the dagger from the nightstand where it had been resting and gently began to drag the blade across his Childe's chest, not yet breaking flesh. Xander howled at the cold contact of the hard steel and arched his back into the sensation. Angel was driving him mad.
Dragging the blade to a nipple Angel pressed the blade into Xander's skin around the nub, drawing blood. The intoxicating scent wafted thru the room and began to work it's charming magic. Again and again blood was drawn, flowing down the pale skin and making lazy patterns. Angel licked along the quivering chest, tasting the essence of his chosen mate. Sensing the desire and passion, love and happiness contained therein.
For an hour Angel played with his boy, sometimes using the blade and sometimes his teeth and tongue. Xander was in such a high state of arousal that nothing else existed for him exept the darkness and the touches. The voice that would gasp and moan along with him.
Finally, Angel could stand it no more. He needed relief. Gathering up the blood that had pooled into Xander's belly, he brought his hand down and teased the tight ring of muscles that guarded the enterance to the boys body. Xander arched with this new pleasure and nearly screamed when a finger slipped easily inside. Gently and thouroghly, Angel prepared the younger vampire brushing along the man's prostate with every few strokes.
When he thought it was time he kneeled between Xander's thighs and gazed down at him. Long, strong body stretched out, covered in a thick sheen of sweat. Hands bound above him, pale skin streaked with blood, eyes covered and erection straining purple in its tight confines. Angel nearly came with the image alone.
Clenching his jaw and taking deep, unnecessary breaths he forced himself to calm down. He wanted to be inside before he exploded. After what seemed hours but was probably only a few short minutes he regained his control, he once more gathered blood into his hand and coated his shaft in the sweet substance. Pressing the tip of his cock at the precious opening he leaned down and removed the covering sheilding his lover's eyes from him.
Xander blinked against the sudden reappearance of light and was immediatly transfixed by the obsidian orbs of his Sire. Black eyes meet black eyes with a passionate crash and Angel rammed home. Xander screamed and arched, body flooded with new sensations. Never breaking eye contact Angel began a fast and deep pace, his hand grasping with bruising force on the perfect hips of his love. Over and over again he thrust nearing the pinnacle of absolute pleasure. When Angel felt himself ready to leap off the edge he reached down and removed the cockring from Xander and pulled on the tormented cock once. Xander came. Loudly and with exuberance. Body writhing, twisting, arching he splashed his cool seed along his chest and stomach, coating Angel's hand before passing out.
Feeling his Childe's body contracting around him, Angel came with a bellow, spilling his release into the body below him. Falling forward after such an intense orgasim it was several minutes before he noticed Xander's state. The boy had passed out. A large, self satisfied smile appeared across his face as he gazed at his lover's face.
Reaching up he removed the limp arms from their bondage and went into the bathroom for a washcloth. After cleaning up as much of their fluids as he could without taking a shower he lay next to the sleeping man and drew the covers over their bodies. He spooned behind his mate and joined him in oblivion.
The End