Acquaintances
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-Buffy the Vampire Slayer › Slash - Male/Male › Spike(William)/Xander
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Adult ++
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14
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Acquaintances Part 3
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Part 3
He was still purring when he woke up. Of course, he figured that might have something to do with the fact that his beloved’s morning erection was pressing hard against his ass. He shifted a bit in the strong warm arms, pressing the bloke back against the sheets.
“Shhh, luv… ‘s not time ta wake up yet,” Spike said quietly, stroking a stubbled cheek. He waited until his human drifted fully back to sleep again, then sat up and smirked, slinging one leg over the man’s warm, supine form.
It took less than a moment to position himself above that long, thick shaft, his own hole still plenty slick from the night before. “Luv you, pet,” he purred low and deep, one hand reaching down to hold his lover steady as he lowered himself, moaning as that thick, heated tip pressed deep then slid through. His eyes closed and he gasped softly, sinking down farther. His Xan always felt… bigger when he rode him like this and that was saying a lot seeing as the bloke wasn’t small by any means. “Bloody hell, luv,” he groaned, finally shoring up flush to the younger man’s groin. “So hot… so good…”
It was the hands on his chest, pressing in time with the deliciously sinful sensation around his cock that had Harris opening his eye to one of his favorite sights ever. His vampire, riding him slowly, those golden eyes mere slits in his face, the tip of that luscious pink tongue peeking between fangs… that long, pinkish cock bobbing gently in the air. “Gods… Spike,” he groaned, arching his hips against the bed, “Yeah, babe… just like that…”
Spike found himself purring louder as he raised and lowered himself all slow and smooth. It made a nice change from the frantic couplings of the night before, although he’d loved that too, as had his beloved. “Fuck, Xan… you feel so good… so right in my bum…” He smiled a little when the words earned him another groan. “Fillin’ me up, pet… bloody hell, never felt anythin’ like your cock… so warm an’ hard, luv… can hardly wait ta feel you cum deep in me… fillin’ me with your scent, your thick, rich spunk…”
Christ, when had he become such a word-slut, Harris wondered, his vampire’s voice creating a pleasant tightening in his belly. Oh, right, he reminded himself, the minute he’d first bedded his favorite blond. He gasped, one hand finally moving from the mattress to wrap lovingly around that gently bouncing tube of hard flesh. His eye locked on Spike’s golden ones and he stroked slowly, softly, his thumb rolling over foreskin and pulling back, exposing that tiny, seeping slit. “Spike,” he moaned, his hips arching again as the vampire slid down his length once more. “Jesus fuck… Spike… Gods, babe… love you so much… need you… need this… unnngh… all the… time…”
The look in his beloved’s eye was so soft and sincere, so honest, Spike could have cum right then. It was only knowing that when he did, his human would too that kept him from letting go. His fingers flexed slightly, digging gently into tight, toned pecs as he raised himself, groaning wildly as the fist around his shaft mirrored the action precisely. “L-luv it… when you… touch me, Xan… you stroke me… so nice… inside an’… an’ out… bloody hell, luv…” He groaned again, louder, when his human shifted his hips slightly, pressing his shaft against that hard little nub within him. “B-bollocks…” he added, beginning the long, slow slide down again.
Harris would have smiled but he was too busy trying to breathe. His hand moved slowly up and down, releasing the heavy shaft to cup tight, hard balls. “W-what ab-bout them…?” he groaned, rolling them lightly in his palm as he felt his own sac drawing up tightly against his body. “S-spike… I…”
“Bloody h-h-hell…!” Spike howled, the sensation of his beloved’s cock swelling just a bit more doing him in as the increase pressed hard against that special spot. “X-xan… I’m… bloody hell…! Cummin’, luv! Need you ta…”
His eye closed hard as he arched again, his spine bowing fully before thrusting up slow and sweet into his lover. “Th-there, Spike… w-with… you…” Harris groaned yet again, gasping as Spike pinched his nipples hard. “F-fuck!” His hand moved faster on the throbbing cock, up to collect seeping fluids, then down slickly even as he pressed himself deeper as hard as he could, the first spurts of thick, hot seed bathing his vampire’s insides. “Spike…!”
And as he felt his beloved beginning to fill him with that distilled, pure essence, Spike howled soft and low, his shaft pulsing wildly within the enclosing fist, then exploding long, desperate strings over his love’s chest and face. It was the sight of his Xan decorated that way that pulled the rest of his orgasm from him in a shuddering wail. “Beloved…!”
They trembled there, neither of them moving for minutes that felt like well-loved hours before Spike moaned and collapsed nearly bonelessly on his love’s chest. His mouth found its way to the mark on Xander’s neck, fangs scraping lightly over the raised scar. “Bloody hell, luv,” he whispered after a minute or three, “Just keeps getting’ better, ‘ey?”
Harris chuckled shakily, still a bit breathless. “Fuck, Spike,” he whispered back, his hands stroking that long spine slowly and simply, “If it gets any better than THAT, I’m gonna be in trouble.”
“Mmmm…” the vampire purred, laving his mark gently. “Didn’t even bite you this time, pet… think we’d have blacked out if I had.”
His laugh was a bit shaky. “Yeah,” Harris agreed, arching his neck against those soft lips, those sharp teeth. “And that wouldn’t be bad most days, but we’re supposed to be at tea in…” he looked at the clock, “CRAP! An HOUR? Shit, babe, we need to shower and dress and it’s not polite to show up without a hostess gift, and…”
Spike chuckled. “Don’t worry, luv. We can bring th’ glass bowl we picked up in Scotland. Th’ blue one, yah? An’ I’m thinkin’ her little yapper’d like that bean bag critter you had ta have. As for showerin’… I could give you one of those tongue baths you love so much…” He winked then smirked, feeling the soft cock still in his ass twitching with interest. “Or maybe we’ll save that part for later.”
He pulled himself away from his beloved with a soft sigh as the aforementioned cock slipped from him with a soft ‘pop’. “Haul your luvly ass inta th’ shower, pet. I’ll find a way ta wrap our prezzies then I’ll join you, yah?” He kissed the human slowly, then rolled from the bed. “Get a move on, luv,” he called as he strolled into the living room, his Xan’s fluids seeping slowly down his legs, “Only got fifty-three minutes left.”
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(A/N: Thanks to TheShadowCat, RemityGirl and E for the reviews. As always, VERY much appreciated. :) It's what keeps me writing, after all. Hope you enjoyed this little porny part. Angst and plot coming next. LOL Another day or two, although it could be sooner, knowing me. *snerk* Thanks again. *hugs for all* You ROCK!)
Part 3
He was still purring when he woke up. Of course, he figured that might have something to do with the fact that his beloved’s morning erection was pressing hard against his ass. He shifted a bit in the strong warm arms, pressing the bloke back against the sheets.
“Shhh, luv… ‘s not time ta wake up yet,” Spike said quietly, stroking a stubbled cheek. He waited until his human drifted fully back to sleep again, then sat up and smirked, slinging one leg over the man’s warm, supine form.
It took less than a moment to position himself above that long, thick shaft, his own hole still plenty slick from the night before. “Luv you, pet,” he purred low and deep, one hand reaching down to hold his lover steady as he lowered himself, moaning as that thick, heated tip pressed deep then slid through. His eyes closed and he gasped softly, sinking down farther. His Xan always felt… bigger when he rode him like this and that was saying a lot seeing as the bloke wasn’t small by any means. “Bloody hell, luv,” he groaned, finally shoring up flush to the younger man’s groin. “So hot… so good…”
It was the hands on his chest, pressing in time with the deliciously sinful sensation around his cock that had Harris opening his eye to one of his favorite sights ever. His vampire, riding him slowly, those golden eyes mere slits in his face, the tip of that luscious pink tongue peeking between fangs… that long, pinkish cock bobbing gently in the air. “Gods… Spike,” he groaned, arching his hips against the bed, “Yeah, babe… just like that…”
Spike found himself purring louder as he raised and lowered himself all slow and smooth. It made a nice change from the frantic couplings of the night before, although he’d loved that too, as had his beloved. “Fuck, Xan… you feel so good… so right in my bum…” He smiled a little when the words earned him another groan. “Fillin’ me up, pet… bloody hell, never felt anythin’ like your cock… so warm an’ hard, luv… can hardly wait ta feel you cum deep in me… fillin’ me with your scent, your thick, rich spunk…”
Christ, when had he become such a word-slut, Harris wondered, his vampire’s voice creating a pleasant tightening in his belly. Oh, right, he reminded himself, the minute he’d first bedded his favorite blond. He gasped, one hand finally moving from the mattress to wrap lovingly around that gently bouncing tube of hard flesh. His eye locked on Spike’s golden ones and he stroked slowly, softly, his thumb rolling over foreskin and pulling back, exposing that tiny, seeping slit. “Spike,” he moaned, his hips arching again as the vampire slid down his length once more. “Jesus fuck… Spike… Gods, babe… love you so much… need you… need this… unnngh… all the… time…”
The look in his beloved’s eye was so soft and sincere, so honest, Spike could have cum right then. It was only knowing that when he did, his human would too that kept him from letting go. His fingers flexed slightly, digging gently into tight, toned pecs as he raised himself, groaning wildly as the fist around his shaft mirrored the action precisely. “L-luv it… when you… touch me, Xan… you stroke me… so nice… inside an’… an’ out… bloody hell, luv…” He groaned again, louder, when his human shifted his hips slightly, pressing his shaft against that hard little nub within him. “B-bollocks…” he added, beginning the long, slow slide down again.
Harris would have smiled but he was too busy trying to breathe. His hand moved slowly up and down, releasing the heavy shaft to cup tight, hard balls. “W-what ab-bout them…?” he groaned, rolling them lightly in his palm as he felt his own sac drawing up tightly against his body. “S-spike… I…”
“Bloody h-h-hell…!” Spike howled, the sensation of his beloved’s cock swelling just a bit more doing him in as the increase pressed hard against that special spot. “X-xan… I’m… bloody hell…! Cummin’, luv! Need you ta…”
His eye closed hard as he arched again, his spine bowing fully before thrusting up slow and sweet into his lover. “Th-there, Spike… w-with… you…” Harris groaned yet again, gasping as Spike pinched his nipples hard. “F-fuck!” His hand moved faster on the throbbing cock, up to collect seeping fluids, then down slickly even as he pressed himself deeper as hard as he could, the first spurts of thick, hot seed bathing his vampire’s insides. “Spike…!”
And as he felt his beloved beginning to fill him with that distilled, pure essence, Spike howled soft and low, his shaft pulsing wildly within the enclosing fist, then exploding long, desperate strings over his love’s chest and face. It was the sight of his Xan decorated that way that pulled the rest of his orgasm from him in a shuddering wail. “Beloved…!”
They trembled there, neither of them moving for minutes that felt like well-loved hours before Spike moaned and collapsed nearly bonelessly on his love’s chest. His mouth found its way to the mark on Xander’s neck, fangs scraping lightly over the raised scar. “Bloody hell, luv,” he whispered after a minute or three, “Just keeps getting’ better, ‘ey?”
Harris chuckled shakily, still a bit breathless. “Fuck, Spike,” he whispered back, his hands stroking that long spine slowly and simply, “If it gets any better than THAT, I’m gonna be in trouble.”
“Mmmm…” the vampire purred, laving his mark gently. “Didn’t even bite you this time, pet… think we’d have blacked out if I had.”
His laugh was a bit shaky. “Yeah,” Harris agreed, arching his neck against those soft lips, those sharp teeth. “And that wouldn’t be bad most days, but we’re supposed to be at tea in…” he looked at the clock, “CRAP! An HOUR? Shit, babe, we need to shower and dress and it’s not polite to show up without a hostess gift, and…”
Spike chuckled. “Don’t worry, luv. We can bring th’ glass bowl we picked up in Scotland. Th’ blue one, yah? An’ I’m thinkin’ her little yapper’d like that bean bag critter you had ta have. As for showerin’… I could give you one of those tongue baths you love so much…” He winked then smirked, feeling the soft cock still in his ass twitching with interest. “Or maybe we’ll save that part for later.”
He pulled himself away from his beloved with a soft sigh as the aforementioned cock slipped from him with a soft ‘pop’. “Haul your luvly ass inta th’ shower, pet. I’ll find a way ta wrap our prezzies then I’ll join you, yah?” He kissed the human slowly, then rolled from the bed. “Get a move on, luv,” he called as he strolled into the living room, his Xan’s fluids seeping slowly down his legs, “Only got fifty-three minutes left.”
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(A/N: Thanks to TheShadowCat, RemityGirl and E for the reviews. As always, VERY much appreciated. :) It's what keeps me writing, after all. Hope you enjoyed this little porny part. Angst and plot coming next. LOL Another day or two, although it could be sooner, knowing me. *snerk* Thanks again. *hugs for all* You ROCK!)