| �You want to what?� I rolled my eyes, the thick git didn�t get it. �Shag, you idiot! Boink, slap skins, screw, hump, ball, FUCK!� He just stood there, blinking. Maybe this wasn�t worth the trip. I could go find that bird Cordelia, she looks like she knows some games that I wanna play. �Let me get this straight, you came from Sunnydale, just to make love with me.� Stake me now. Make Love? Could he get more froofy? Make Love. He�s been reading those fucking Mills and Boone things again I bet. But, to get what I want, and what I want is Angel, I�ll have to play this right. �Yes, I came here to make love with you.� �Why?� Fuck, can�t he just take it as a compliment and remove his pants? I�m so horny, I was even willing to give Buffy a go, but she wasn�t worth it, frigid bitch, wouldn�t even try anything new, nope she�s a missionary girl. She didn�t have Angel�s sense of bedroom adventure. Or his dick. I better not mention the whole Buffy + Spike thing, don�t think it go over too well with the ol�sire. �Because I did, that�s why.� �That�s not a very good answer.� What am I, in trouble now? I hate it when he acts like such a� sire. Well I hate it sometimes. When it�s not the fun sire-childe stuff. �Are we gonna shag, or am I gonna have to go to a nudy-booth?� He looked puzzled, he�s lost his touch if he doesn�t know what a nudy-booth is. �Come on Love! I�m offering you my-sexy-self and you�re offering me a psychiatry lesson.� �I think you need it.� �I think you need to get off. Well, by a strange coincidence I can help you out with that. Come on Peaches no strings, I won�t be here when you wake up.� He rolls his eyes, and takes a deep breath. �Sex is supposed to be a mutual consent between two loving partners�� �Blah blah blah, let�s fuck!� �What are the chances of you leaving before you +fuck+?� �Slim to none� He didn�t look impressed �Fine, you wanna fuck, we�ll fuck. Take of your pants� YES!!!!!!!! Score one for Spike. Hmm that could have a double meaning. So I strip, in record time I might add, and peaches just stands there, watching. �Come on, you do remember what a real dick looks like, dontcha pet?� I get a growl as a reply. �I�ll show you a real dick� he mumbles. Oh, please god! I watch as the Dark Avenger hesitantly removes layer after layer of clothing. Coat, shirt, boots, socks, pants, why the hell does he wear so much? He doesn�t get cold. But I can�t really complain, I�m enjoying the show. I watch as he turns away from me to take off the white vest thing he wears, and his tattoo comes to life as the muscles ripple beneath it. I can feel myself getting harder. Fuck I need to�fuck. I�m imagining licking all up and down that white pratt back of his, feeling the muscles under my tongue. I flick back to reality and.. He�s stopped. At his boxers and he�s watching me. His gaze is somewhere below my belly button. I look down. Oh. Caught in the thought of his back muscles I unknowingly started jacking. I can�t help it; it�s a natural reaction to stimuli or something. I agree though, Angel�s very stimulating. He�s watching. He�s mesmerised. Good. I slide my hand up and down my shaft. Angel�s boxers are starting to tent, so I guess that means he likes the show. But not enough to be out of his boxers. �Need some help with those pet? The harder you get, the harder they�ll get to take off you know.� Froofy looks down at the tent pole in his boxers, at my pole, and then at me, swallows, and starts to slide them off� and stops. Fuck. �Angel, Pet� I say very patiently, �It�s gonna be a bit difficult to �make love� if he�s not allowed out to play now isn�t it?� He stares at me. And does nothing. Big Fucking Irish Git. I storm over to him, push him over onto the bed, and unceremoniously yank his boxers off. �Make love, I thought we were going to fuck?� He smiles up at me from the bed. I�m somewhat disturbed by that comment, but that eases when I look down and see his Big Fucking Irish Git Lovers cock pointing straight up at the ceiling. Don�t jack off, Don�t jack off, Don�t jack off, Don�t jack off, Don�t jack off! �Well, gonna stare at it all night or what?� Okay� his change in attitude is almost as disturbing as seeing a smile on his caveman face but I was waiting for an invitation and that was one, so I kneel over him on the bed, reach down and start pulling on him. He closes his eyes but pretty soon sits up and pulls my hands away. He holds my head in his huge paws and smiles into my face. �Come on Spike, I can do that� and promptly kicks me off the bed, positions me between his knees and pushes my face down on his cock. I did ask for this, but that doesn�t stop me from gagging on the size of it. Jeez Angel, let me go at my own pace, and my ears aren�t handles you git! I slapped his hands away and tried to rise up off him, but he just put his hands on the back of my head and pushed me down again. Nice. Well, fine, I don�t have to breathe so I slammed my face down and deep throated him until my nose pushed up against his belly. He starts mumbling some shit above me. For those who think Angel isn�t a big talker have obviously never slept with the man, He won�t shut up! �That�s great� yeah like that� good boy� Boy? Humph, why am I here again? Oh yeah, to fuck. Angel. Suddenly he pulls me off him, gets up and trots to the kitchen, leaving me to watch his butt as he leaves. I hear cupboards opening and closing. �Hello? I don�t know if you noticed Love, but we were kinda in the middle of someth�� My words cut off as he returns to the room, his cock coated with my saliva, holding a tub of chocolate ice cream in one hand and a spoon in the other. I hope he�s not thinking what I think he�s thinking. �Sorry, had to grab something. Get on the bed.� I stop for a second and just stare at him, like he was staring at me earlier. He smiles at me after a few seconds. �Come on, you wanted to fuck, got +cold+ feet?� Maybe I should leave, although I�m obviously uncomfortable, my hard on doesn�t seem to care, swelling up even more as soon as I saw Angel. �Are you evil?� Oh god, he�s laughing. He shakes his head, no. �Just get on the bed, I�ll make you feel good.� I very slowly move towards the bed and sit on it. I watch him scoop out some ice cream and eat it. I let out a sigh. That�s okay then. He looks at me and puts the ice cream on the bedside table. Then he walks over and picks me up and turns me over so I�m on my knees. Okay, this is better. I know this. He climbs up behind me and I get ready� and he starts massaging my back. �You seem a little tense. If you�re not tense it won�t hurt.� What does he care? His massage is good though, my dicks swelling painfully now. �You�re right, I am tense, and you seem very relaxed. How about I top tonight?� �Uh, no, that wasn�t the deal. Just calm down.� He reaches under with one hand and starts tugging my cock. Feels good, I need this. The other hand is up around my neck, kneading the skin there. It trails down along my spine and I start feeling little licks across my back. He moves around a bit, and now I feel him blowing on the little licks while the other hand joins the other rubbing around the base of my cock, and squeezing me. I feel him spending a lot of time licking and blowing on my tailbone as one finger starts stroking my perineum. One hand is still tugging strongly at my cock still, but the other has disappeared. WHOA!!! Okay I feel it now, and okay the ice cream wasn�t just for eating! I don�t know why Angel thinks freezing cold ice cream on fingers up my butt is gonna help me calm down, and I try to jump up, but he�s ready and holding my cock, so I can�t get up without losing it. It�s still cold, but getting warmer and then he crooks his fingers against my prostate and I don�t care what they say about heaven, this is it. And then, unbelievably, I can feel that feeling in my stomach and I�m gonna come and I cant believe that was a turn on, and maybe its just cause its Angel and I�m gonna, I�m gonna�. �ANGEL!� I�m screaming as I let go, and I collapse on the bed. I vaguely hear Angel chuckling as sits on the bed next to me. I don�t know why he�s so happy. I�m not the one with vampire cum on my sheets. He pulls me up and flips me over. He�s still smiling, though it�s not as unnerving as it was before, as he climbs on top of me and lifts my legs over his shoulders. I�m in that peaceful state you get to after a �happy� so I don�t care what he�s doing. After a climax like that, I think he could set me on fire and I wouldn�t notice. This is why I came to L.A. I can feel him push inside, aided along by more fucking ice cream the freak, and he starts a rhythm. I�m getting hard again, you gotta love vampire healing, and he pulls me in time. In-down, out-up. I can feel him start bucking faster, so I know he�s gonna cum soon, so I start working with him. Pretty soon he starts losing the rhythm altogether and he�s pumping wildly, and his cock keeps banging my prostate and I vamp out as I spill all over his stomach and mine. My release helps his along, and I feel him line my walls with his seed. He drops next to me, pulls me in close, and kisses me. I feel his tongue against my lips and I part them without even really noticing, and our tongues start a lazy duel. He�s lying next to me with his eyes closed, but I can tell he�s really awake. I�m sleeping on one of his arms with my leg draped over him. �I told you I wasn�t gonna be here when you woke up.� I murmed into his ear. He pulls me tighter to him, and closes his arms around my back. �I�ve got my eyes closed, it doesn�t count..� |
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