Where the streets have no name

Thanks for the comments on this so far guys. And yeah the age diference is odd... even for me but that was part of the challenge.

Where the streets have no name.

Author: Purpledodah
Fandom: Ats human AU.
Pairing: S/A W/X
Rating will be nc17
Disclaimer: Not mine, thy got of at my bus stop.
Warnings: m/m slash. Angst, some violence and drug abuse.
Summary: Angel is a homeless street kid, Spike is a New York cop.

This was written for a challenge set by katsa db lover over on strip off angel


Many thanks to rockstarpeach for the super fast beta, sablerose2 for the help with Dru, and w6c who did some research for me.

Previous chapters http://www.livejournal.com/tools/memories.bml?user=purpledodah&keyword=where+the+streets+have+no+name&filter=all


Chapter 9


Xander was buzzing. He was on the way home with Wes, bouncing in his seat. “Please, please, please, pleeeeeeeze…. Cuff me again soon as we get in”
Wes smirked. “Now why would I do that?”
“To teach me a lesson? Why I shouldn’t make you worry about me?” Big puppy dog eyes and a hand on Wesley’s groin had Wes struggling not to moan.
“I do believe some punishment is in order.” Wesley’s lips twitched as he tried not to smile as Xander squealed happily. “Behave Xander, or you will be locked up alone to contemplate your behaviour today.”
Xander instantly shut up and sat still. Wes was so hard it hurt to drive.

As soon as he stopped the car Wes climbed out, walking to the trunk to retrieve the holdall they had placed Angel’s meagre possessions in. “You had best be naked by the time I follow you upstairs Xander.” Wes purred, chuckling as Xander raced off to open the door to their apartment, tripping over his own feet in his eagerness, never mind the snow. Wes followed at a more leisurely pace, taking the time to call Spike and explain they would be over as soon as he had fed Xander. It was only a part fib, more omission of a small detail. Spike didn’t fall for it anyway. His dirty laugh tingling in Wesley’s ear. “Yeah sure Wes, that lad has a couple of appetites you need to feed. Bring him over for some proper food when ya done yeah?”


Wes hung up just as he entered their lounge. Xander stood in all his naked glory before him. Hard, eager and with lust filled eyes. Wes dropped the bag with a soft thud, his blood supply suddenly leaving his brain. Xander was gorgeous, and all his.
Xan held out his hands to be cuffed. “Please” he begged.
Wes walked around him, finally standing behind Xan, whispering in his ear as he snapped the cuffs on one of Xan’s wrists. “You have been a bad boy.”
“Ughh. I know, I’m so sorry Mr Policeman.”
Wes barely controlled a giggle. Mr Policeman was new. He gently pulled Xander's other arm behind him, cuffing him with both arms behind his back. “Bend over the couch sunny Jim”
Xander whimpered and bent over, his arse high in the air, revealing a black butt plug, their largest one.
Wes stroked over and around the plug, smiling and Xander shivered and groaned. “How did you get this in so fast? I do hope you haven’t hurt yourself, because that would mean further punishment.”
“No sir Mr Policeman, I put it in this morning while I was in the shower.”
Wes groaned. Xander was always surprising him. “And what if something had gone wrong today?”
“You were looking after me Mr Policeman sir, I knew I was safe.” Xander wiggled his bum invitingly.
Wes smacked him with one hand and pulled the plug out halfway slowly with the other. Xander moaned loudly, so turned on and tried to fuck himself on the plug as Wes held it.
“Keep still.”
Xander stopped moving and whimpered again. The cuffs clinking as he stilled his movements.
Wes moved the plug in and out slowly, licking his lips and moaning softly when he saw how much lube Xander had used. The plug moved easily as Wes pushed it back in, rubbing slowly over Xander’s prostate.
“Guhhhh, Ohhhhh please, please.”
Wes smirked, Xander was so easy to tease. But he took pity, the plug had been in a very long time, and well he was desperate to be inside that pretty, tight arse. Not bothering to undress, just dropping his coat to the floor and unfastening his pants, he took his cock in hand, smearing the precome around as he removed the plug. In one swift movement he was deep inside, panting as Xander clenched around him. “Ohhh fuck, Xan.”
“Ohhhh yeah, move baby” the game forgotten with his need to have Wes fuck him hard. Their games often ended when one of them just got too turned on too play any more. Neither minded.

“Shhhh, love. It’s alright. Hold still.” Wes moved, they both groaned.
Wes took his time, building the pace slowly. The sounds of their breathing, flesh slapping and the couch creaking mingled with the clinking of the handcuffs. Wes held onto Xan’s hips talking to him all the time. Telling him he was beautiful, sexy, gorgeous and mine.

Xander couldn’t speak, his babbled begging giving way to the most beautiful sound Wes had ever heard. The low keening sound he made just before he came. His breath ragged in his throat, as his body trembled and sweat glistened on his skin.
Wes pulled Xander up, his cuffed hands pressing against Wesley’s heaving belly as Xander’s back arched and his head rested on Wesley’s shoulder.
Wes wrapped long slim fingers around Xander's straining erection, stroking it with smooth practised strokes. “Come for me my beautiful boy.”
Xander screamed, jerking as he splattered the back of the leather couch and his muscles contracted around Wesley, making Wes howl as he filled Xander with his release. They stood panting for a few moments then Xander sank to his knees as Wes uncuffed him, rubbing Xander’s shoulders. “Are you alright love?”
Xander grinned up at him. “Oh yeah, well shagged and happy baby.”
Wes laughed and moved in for a slow kiss. Xander opened his mouth letting in Wesley’s tongue as they held each other close, gentle fingers caressing heated flesh.
Breaking apart Wes stripped off his clothes as Xan wiped the back of the couch. Giggling together they stumbled to the shower. More or less just standing under the hot water kissing than washing vigorously.

“Am I forgiven now?” Xander whispered.
“Always baby, always.” Wes answered, although Xander usually never did anything needing forgiving for. It was normally Wes that worked late and let the uncomplaining Xander down.

“Have I got time to eat before we go to Spike’s?” Xan asked, ever hopeful of food.

“We are eating at Spike’s. Never fear, the hungry demon in your belly will be fed.”