The Beads of Jupiter
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Angel the Series › Slash - Male/Male › Angel(us)/Spike(William)
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
6
Views:
3,119
Reviews:
13
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.
Caligula Returns to Opium
Spike pressed his lips to Angel's, parting the other vampire's gently with his tonue. Angel's large palms ran down Spike's finely cut abs, dipping into his pants to caress his throbbing manhood.
"You know, Spike," Angel said in a deep, husky voice, "It's about time you learned how to spell 'fortuitous'."
"Are you implying something, lover?" Spike growled, his voice suddenly dissolving into a squeak when Angel's fist clamped harshly around his member.
"I tire of these games, Spikehood."
Spike's eyes flew to his lovers and kissed them. "Wow!"
"Yes," Angel affirmed and he closed the gates behind him, storming out of the villa. Spike finally wrenched himself from Angel's fist and tried desperately to fight back his tears of joy.
Dawn was Spike's Chief of Staff, now that Spike had been elected President of Switzerland, and she shook her head reprovingly. "You two boys. I find it kinda cute."
The breeze wafted Angel's stench, whereever Angel ventured. Spike could inhale it and practically taste the other man on his tongue.
"God how I miss our morning waffles!" Spike lamented.
But Angel was busy pulling down his pants by the highway, trying to get truck drivers to stop and give him a ride. It took a long time, but finally a man named Nero stopped and offered him a harp in return for five bucks. Angel sadly agreed.
"Spike's ass was like two interesting cantaloupes," Angel told the man. But Nero had already dissapeared around the bend with Angel's five dollars, and his ex-girlfriend Buffy.
Spike tears dripped down his face. "Angel is gone nevermore...."
TO BE CONTINUED...
"You know, Spike," Angel said in a deep, husky voice, "It's about time you learned how to spell 'fortuitous'."
"Are you implying something, lover?" Spike growled, his voice suddenly dissolving into a squeak when Angel's fist clamped harshly around his member.
"I tire of these games, Spikehood."
Spike's eyes flew to his lovers and kissed them. "Wow!"
"Yes," Angel affirmed and he closed the gates behind him, storming out of the villa. Spike finally wrenched himself from Angel's fist and tried desperately to fight back his tears of joy.
Dawn was Spike's Chief of Staff, now that Spike had been elected President of Switzerland, and she shook her head reprovingly. "You two boys. I find it kinda cute."
The breeze wafted Angel's stench, whereever Angel ventured. Spike could inhale it and practically taste the other man on his tongue.
"God how I miss our morning waffles!" Spike lamented.
But Angel was busy pulling down his pants by the highway, trying to get truck drivers to stop and give him a ride. It took a long time, but finally a man named Nero stopped and offered him a harp in return for five bucks. Angel sadly agreed.
"Spike's ass was like two interesting cantaloupes," Angel told the man. But Nero had already dissapeared around the bend with Angel's five dollars, and his ex-girlfriend Buffy.
Spike tears dripped down his face. "Angel is gone nevermore...."
TO BE CONTINUED...