The Itch – The Party

 

"Angel."

 

The hiss of my name just pushes me farther into the cesspool of need and love I'm drowning in.

 

"Angel, there are forty people on the other side of that bloody door.  What are y— oh, fuck.”

 

I've got one hand buried down the front of his pants and the other buried in his hair holding his head to the side as I lave the skin of his neck with my tongue.

 

Yes I'm aware there are forty people in the other room.  Forty people Spike personally invited to help us celebrate our anniversary, as a surprise to me.  He decorated, he bought presents, he did it all just to make me happy.  As he looked at me across the room with love shining in his eyes and mouthed the words ‘happy anniversary’ I lost all coherent thought and decorum.  In that moment I needed him more than I have ever needed anyone or anything.

 

That's how we ended up in the kitchen with him pressed against the wall and me pressed against him.

 

My hand strokes his cock, sweeping across the head with each pass to gather the pre-cum steadily leaking from him as he starts to pant.  I release his hair so I can use both hands to relieve him of his pants.  His shirt comes off next and soon he is gloriously naked before me. 

 

I lower my head to suck along his collarbone and I hear his head hit the wall.  I can actually hear him grinding his teeth to keep from making any sounds.  Damn he tastes good.  Smoke and leather and blood and something that's completely Spike fills my senses as my tongue runs the length of his neck. 

 

My lips trail down his chest taking first one then the other of his nipples in my mouth and tugging roughly.  Moving further down his body I kneel before him as my tongue rims his navel.   

 

I grip his hips tightly holding him against the wall as I run just the tip of my tongue along the underside of his cock teasing the sensitive arrow of skin just under the head.  Moving lower I take his balls into my mouth working them around with my tongue.  I hear his sharp intake of breath as I lightly nip each one before releasing them completely.

 

"Still care about those forty people, Will."

 

"N-No."

 

Gripping the base of his cock with one hand I rub his wet tip across my lips coating them with thick drops of moisture. His tongue mimics mine as I let my tongue slip out to capture the taste of him from my lips.

 

"Please, Angelus."

 

"Please what, Will?  Tell me what you want."

 

"Suck me."

 

I can't help the moan that rumbles out of my chest.  Keeping my fingers clamped tightly around the base I take him into my mouth until my lips meet my hand.  Pulling in my checks, I slide him slowly back out applying suction along his whole length.  I hear him whimper as I rake my teeth across his weeping tip.  Letting my lips glide wetly along his cock my left hand tracks across his hips to the swell of his ass.

 

My forefinger slips between his cheeks searching out the opening to his body.  Gently teasing the tight pink ring of muscles I slowly slip just the tip of my finger into him.  His hips rock forward pushing his cock further into my mouth; the head bouncing off the back of my throat.  I swallow around him several times in quick succession. 

 

I hear his hands scrabbling for purchase on the wall.  The smell of blood hits my senses and my eyes travel up his body.  His bottom lip is clenched between his teeth and the effort of trying to keep silent has caused him to bite his lip hard enough to bleed.

 

Our eyes meet as my head continues to bob, sliding him in and out of my mouth.

 

I see the pleading in his eyes as I work my finger in and out of him in time with my mouth.  I pull my head back so just the head of his cock is still in my mouth.  Pushing my finger further into him I use the blunt nail to continually scrape across his prostrate. 

 

I hear him start to whimper and I know it's only a matter of time before he's letting out the full-throated moans I want so desperately to hear.  I pump the shaft of his cock as I seal my lips around the head and suck hard.  I didn't have to wait long.

 

"Oh fuck, Angel.  Don't stop, please." 

 

I feel his balls tighten below my hand and take his entire length into my mouth just as he explodes into my mouth and howls my name.

 

I continue to lick and suck until he's completely soft and barely holding himself up against the wall.  It's become suspiciously quiet in the next room as I help him redress.  I pull him into my arms and lay my forehead against his.

 

"Thank you."

 

I watch a lecherous grin spread across his face before he answers.

 

"Shouldn't I be thanking you?"

 

"Oh, you will."

 

I drop a lingering kiss on his lips before I take his hand and pull him back into the lobby of the hotel ignoring the incredulous look Cordy is throwing my way. 

 

~finis~

 

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