The Beads of Jupiter
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Adult ++
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6
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Category:
Angel the Series › Slash - Male/Male › Angel(us)/Spike(William)
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
6
Views:
3,117
Reviews:
13
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Angel: The Series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Esmerelda and the Beads of Jupiter
"Hey Angel," Spike called in a husky voice.
"Yup?" Angel asked, pulling his face out of Wesley's shirt and learning to read Japanese newspapers.
"I'd like to grab yand and fix you, and execute your will, baby," Spike growled, tearing his shirt open to expose his heaving breasts.
Angel growled hungrily, feeling the werewolf within him stir to life. "You know, Spike," he rasped, "I should have had you stained a long time ago."
"But you didn't," the younger vampire taunted with a sour grin.
Angel tossed a barb-wire fence right at Spike's head. The blonde dunked under water to hide, and was elected king of the mermaids. Another twelve years passed before he again emerged, dripping wet, naked water sopping down his cold body. His ass cheeks heaved like a pair of interesting cantaloupes, and he could only don a grass skirt and step into the office-- that was all he had time for-- before Angel descended upon him with a scream.
"I AM ANGELUS!" Angel screamed.
"Aah!" yelled Spike, scampering away, but not before Angel shoved a finger up his ass.
TO BE CONTINUED...
"Yup?" Angel asked, pulling his face out of Wesley's shirt and learning to read Japanese newspapers.
"I'd like to grab yand and fix you, and execute your will, baby," Spike growled, tearing his shirt open to expose his heaving breasts.
Angel growled hungrily, feeling the werewolf within him stir to life. "You know, Spike," he rasped, "I should have had you stained a long time ago."
"But you didn't," the younger vampire taunted with a sour grin.
Angel tossed a barb-wire fence right at Spike's head. The blonde dunked under water to hide, and was elected king of the mermaids. Another twelve years passed before he again emerged, dripping wet, naked water sopping down his cold body. His ass cheeks heaved like a pair of interesting cantaloupes, and he could only don a grass skirt and step into the office-- that was all he had time for-- before Angel descended upon him with a scream.
"I AM ANGELUS!" Angel screamed.
"Aah!" yelled Spike, scampering away, but not before Angel shoved a finger up his ass.
TO BE CONTINUED...