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Angel the Series › Threesomes/Moresomes
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
50
Views:
9,638
Reviews:
97
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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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.
15
Xander turned to watch the vampires out of the rear window of the car. He watched until he couldn’t see them anymore. He turned back to face the front and tried to figure out why he was so reluctant to leave. He hadn’t seen either vampire in years. Granted, the physical side had been an unexpected addition to this visit, one that he wouldn’t mind exploring further, but was that really the reason he was considering abandoning his friends back in England.
No, he told himself. He was doing the right thing by going. Whatever the strange connection was between him and the vampires would fade over time and he could get on with his life.
The driver turned into the airport and Xander stepped out and headed inside. His mind was made up. He was getting on the plane. These weird feelings he was having would pass. He checked in and headed for the security line.
Yep, he was doing the right thing. No decision really. Stay and have some potentially mind blowing sex with vampires. Or go back to England. By himself. Xander moved through security and continued on to his gate.
Once seated outside and waiting for his flight, his traitorous thoughts returned to waking up sandwiched between the two he was trying so hard to forget. Strong arms wrapped around him, lips on his body.
No. He wasn’t going to stick around just to have sex. That was ridiculous. And as they were calling for his flight to board, he remembered begging them not to let him go. And they’re response, in unison, of “We won’t.”
Xander turned and walked back towards the entrance to the airport. That was worth staying for, that feeling of trust and security that he had never felt before. Knowing that someone was thinking of him first and devoting themselves to his happiness, his pleasure. That was more than just sex.
He sprinted to the nearest taxi and gave directions to return to the hotel. Remembering Angel’s voice telling him that he wanted him to stay. Not being sent out as an errand boy to keep him out of the way. Being wanted, and needed. That was why he was going to take this chance.
Xander practically bounced in the seat as the taxi moved to traffic. When they finally reached the hotel, he yelled at the minion at the door to pay the driver and ran for the stairs.
He flung open the door to their bedroom and found them curled together, naked on the bed. The smell of sex was so strong in the air it made his knees weak.
Angel jumped up, moving to protect Spike from the intruder and his eyes opened wide when he realized it was Xander. As Angel moved off the bed and towards him, Xander started having second thoughts.
What the heck was he thinking? These two beautiful creatures had each other. He was insane to think that they needed or wanted him as well.
And then Angel kissed him with more feeling than just the passion of their earlier kisses. Xander’s knees went weak and he wrapped his arms around the taller vampire and held on tight.
When he was gasping for air, Angel pulled back and looked into his eyes. There were feelings there that Xander had never seen directed at him before. A wanting, needing stare that went straight to his heart. And made him realize that maybe he hadn’t been crazy after all to come back to this, to them.
He leaned forward and captured Angel’s lips again and tried to show with his lips all of the things he was feeling. Angel responded to his advance with enthusiasm, kissing him back and moving against Xander’s body in ways he had never imagined. When they finally broke apart again, Xander addressed them both.
“I just couldn’t get on the plane. I couldn’t leave you. I don’t know why. I don’t understand this. Where did this come from? Why do I feel like I have found something in you two that I have needed? Why have I never felt this way before towards you?”
Spike smirked as Xander rambled on in his well-known Xander fashion. He waited to see his Sire’s reaction to the confusion and hunger coming from the man in the doorway.
Angel decided not to answer. He would have liked to take the time to explain everything to the man standing before him but really couldn’t think of any explanation himself. He knew that having Xander here, with him and his childe, was right. And so he grabbed Xander’s hand and led him to the bed where Spike waited.
They’d just have to show him.
Spike reached out for Xander when they reached the bed and pulled him in for a kiss of his own. Angel moved to take off Xander’s clothing. He wanted to see him again, pressed between them, moving and moaning his pleasure. Right where he belonged.
As Angel pulled the shirt off of Xander’s shoulders, he stroked the healing wounds from the whip marks against Xander’s back. Spike had done a good job tending to him and Angel knew there wouldn’t be any scars to mar the perfection of Xander’s back. He kissed his way down Xander’s spine, licking his way across the wounds, adding his own saliva to heal further the small marks that remained.
Spike moved his hands across Xander’s chest, teasing the flesh there. Xander’s hands grabbed his hips and pulled him closer. They were chest to chest, and Spike could feel the warmth of Xander’s human flesh heating his own cooler body.
Angel knelt behind Xander and reached around him to unsnap his jeans. He slid the zipper down slowly and tugged the material away from Xander’s hips. Spike gasped when Xander’s now freed cock pressed against his own.
They frotted against each other while Angel licked his way up Xander’s thighs and onto his ass. Grasping each cheek, Angel gently spread Xander so he could lave the puckered hole he revealed. Xander groaned into Spike’s mouth as he felt Angel’s tongue working its way around his entrance. He pushed his way back into the seeking mouth and Angel obliged by pushing his tongue through the ring of muscles and into Xander’s body.
Xander’s knees buckled from the pleasure and Spike held him up, pressed to his own body and continued moving his hips against Xander’s, pressing their cocks together.
Finally, Angel stood and lowered the other two to the bed. As he stood over them, watching their lips meet and tongues swipe at each other, he thought he saw a glimpse of what his redemption could be.
No, he told himself. He was doing the right thing by going. Whatever the strange connection was between him and the vampires would fade over time and he could get on with his life.
The driver turned into the airport and Xander stepped out and headed inside. His mind was made up. He was getting on the plane. These weird feelings he was having would pass. He checked in and headed for the security line.
Yep, he was doing the right thing. No decision really. Stay and have some potentially mind blowing sex with vampires. Or go back to England. By himself. Xander moved through security and continued on to his gate.
Once seated outside and waiting for his flight, his traitorous thoughts returned to waking up sandwiched between the two he was trying so hard to forget. Strong arms wrapped around him, lips on his body.
No. He wasn’t going to stick around just to have sex. That was ridiculous. And as they were calling for his flight to board, he remembered begging them not to let him go. And they’re response, in unison, of “We won’t.”
Xander turned and walked back towards the entrance to the airport. That was worth staying for, that feeling of trust and security that he had never felt before. Knowing that someone was thinking of him first and devoting themselves to his happiness, his pleasure. That was more than just sex.
He sprinted to the nearest taxi and gave directions to return to the hotel. Remembering Angel’s voice telling him that he wanted him to stay. Not being sent out as an errand boy to keep him out of the way. Being wanted, and needed. That was why he was going to take this chance.
Xander practically bounced in the seat as the taxi moved to traffic. When they finally reached the hotel, he yelled at the minion at the door to pay the driver and ran for the stairs.
He flung open the door to their bedroom and found them curled together, naked on the bed. The smell of sex was so strong in the air it made his knees weak.
Angel jumped up, moving to protect Spike from the intruder and his eyes opened wide when he realized it was Xander. As Angel moved off the bed and towards him, Xander started having second thoughts.
What the heck was he thinking? These two beautiful creatures had each other. He was insane to think that they needed or wanted him as well.
And then Angel kissed him with more feeling than just the passion of their earlier kisses. Xander’s knees went weak and he wrapped his arms around the taller vampire and held on tight.
When he was gasping for air, Angel pulled back and looked into his eyes. There were feelings there that Xander had never seen directed at him before. A wanting, needing stare that went straight to his heart. And made him realize that maybe he hadn’t been crazy after all to come back to this, to them.
He leaned forward and captured Angel’s lips again and tried to show with his lips all of the things he was feeling. Angel responded to his advance with enthusiasm, kissing him back and moving against Xander’s body in ways he had never imagined. When they finally broke apart again, Xander addressed them both.
“I just couldn’t get on the plane. I couldn’t leave you. I don’t know why. I don’t understand this. Where did this come from? Why do I feel like I have found something in you two that I have needed? Why have I never felt this way before towards you?”
Spike smirked as Xander rambled on in his well-known Xander fashion. He waited to see his Sire’s reaction to the confusion and hunger coming from the man in the doorway.
Angel decided not to answer. He would have liked to take the time to explain everything to the man standing before him but really couldn’t think of any explanation himself. He knew that having Xander here, with him and his childe, was right. And so he grabbed Xander’s hand and led him to the bed where Spike waited.
They’d just have to show him.
Spike reached out for Xander when they reached the bed and pulled him in for a kiss of his own. Angel moved to take off Xander’s clothing. He wanted to see him again, pressed between them, moving and moaning his pleasure. Right where he belonged.
As Angel pulled the shirt off of Xander’s shoulders, he stroked the healing wounds from the whip marks against Xander’s back. Spike had done a good job tending to him and Angel knew there wouldn’t be any scars to mar the perfection of Xander’s back. He kissed his way down Xander’s spine, licking his way across the wounds, adding his own saliva to heal further the small marks that remained.
Spike moved his hands across Xander’s chest, teasing the flesh there. Xander’s hands grabbed his hips and pulled him closer. They were chest to chest, and Spike could feel the warmth of Xander’s human flesh heating his own cooler body.
Angel knelt behind Xander and reached around him to unsnap his jeans. He slid the zipper down slowly and tugged the material away from Xander’s hips. Spike gasped when Xander’s now freed cock pressed against his own.
They frotted against each other while Angel licked his way up Xander’s thighs and onto his ass. Grasping each cheek, Angel gently spread Xander so he could lave the puckered hole he revealed. Xander groaned into Spike’s mouth as he felt Angel’s tongue working its way around his entrance. He pushed his way back into the seeking mouth and Angel obliged by pushing his tongue through the ring of muscles and into Xander’s body.
Xander’s knees buckled from the pleasure and Spike held him up, pressed to his own body and continued moving his hips against Xander’s, pressing their cocks together.
Finally, Angel stood and lowered the other two to the bed. As he stood over them, watching their lips meet and tongues swipe at each other, he thought he saw a glimpse of what his redemption could be.