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Insatiable

By: karinms
folder -Buffy the Vampire Slayer › Slash - Male/Male › Angel(us)/Xander
Rating: Adult +
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Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer (BtVS), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Insatiable

Beta: misagoddess
Date written: 25 April 2006
Fandom: BtVS/Ats
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of BtVS or Ats. Buffy and Angel were created by Joss Whedon (Mutant Enemy Productions).

Summary: After a little passion comes a little more passion.
Pairing(s): Angel/Xander
Warnings: sex, slash
Words: 325



He held the younger brunette close, both resting on their left sides. Xander’s back against Angel’s chest, Angel’s crotch against Xander’s buttocks: his semi-hard cock still inside its tight and moist sheath, done spilling out its release.

He enjoyed the feeling of Xander’s sweat soaked skin making their bodies stick together. Angel could both hear and feel the boy panting, trying to catch his breath after their moment of passion. Angel grabbed Xander’s chin in his right hand; his left lay entwined with Xander’s on the pillow, the boy’s right hand were still clutching Angel’s hip. Xander tilted his head back willingly, eagerly anticipating and receiving a heated kiss. Angel felt the lips underneath his own open, inviting his tongue inside to play.

Angel dragged his right hand down; over the throat, feeling the pulse beat fast underneath his fingers. Down the chest; nails scratching the skin and fingers pinching the still swollen nipples. Down, over the stomach, feeling the quivering muscles and the spilled semen coating the skin. Down, to play with the coarse hair just below the navel. Spreading the semen found there, rubbing it in the skin and the hair, coating the lax cock and teasing it alive once more.

He flexed his hips, feeling his own cock harden in preparation for another bout of passionate sex. He answered the moaning sigh from Xander with a hoarse chuckle, tugging lightly on the cock in his hand. He changed into his game face and used his fangs to graze the pliant muscle he was sucking hard on. The taste of Xander’s sweet blood was intoxicating.

Angel pressed Xander fully down onto the mattress; his hand trapped beneath them, still holding on. He rested his forehead in the nape of Xander’s neck. He flexed his hips, again and again until he was almost completely pushing in and pulling out of Xander. This time he would take it slow, they had all night to play.