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Masquerade
Title: Masquerade
Author: dayrunner
Fandom: BtvsAtS/Torchwood
Characters: Spike/Capt. Jack Harkness
Rating: NC-17
Summary: At Angel’s insistence, Spike reluctantly goes to the Halloween bash thrown by Wolfram and Hart. On the night when everyone wears a mask, Spike meets an intriguing stranger.
Written for "nekid_spike" Halloween Crossover Day
Disclaimer: I own no rights and make no money from the use of the characters depicted herein from BtvsAtS/Torchwood. This is for entertainment only.
MASQUERADE
At first, Spike had balked at dressing up for Wolfram and Hart’s annual Halloween party, but when Angel told him that he could wear whatever he wanted, the blond had relented and agreed to go.
All eyes had turned to look at the two vampires when they arrived at the celebration and Spike couldn’t refrain from giving his trademark smirk as they mingled, knowing full well that they were dressed to kill… literally. Halloween was the only night of the year where the blond could be himself without reprisal, the only night when humans and monsters were equals.
Spike moved smoothly among the assortment of demons and pseudo-demons, flirting with some, dancing with others, all the while searching for his prey. Approving eyes, both male and female, followed his leather clad legs and watched his ass as he roamed cat-like through the crowd, occasionally allowing a lucky individual to get close enough to run their hands under the tiny black vest that barely covered his chest.
As the night progressed, Spike narrowed down his search for a victim to a tall, well-built male wearing a military costume. He had been discreetly observing ‘The Captain’ as some had called him, even catching his eye and holding it on several occasions. This time, when Spike’s eyes slid over to the corner where the big man had been ensconced, he caught a roguish smile and a nod of appreciation from the object of his desire. The game was afoot and Spike intended to win.
Captain Jack Harkness and his colleagues from Torchwood had arrived as a group, but as the evening wore on, they had paired off or found other partners with which to dance the night away. Loneliness had always been Jack’s forte so it was easy to encourage his friends to have fun and not worry about him; he had plans of his own that included a sexy blond vampire.
Jack had watched Spike from a distance for most of the night, observing him work his magic on all who crossed his path. The vampire flirted, smiled and oozed sex appeal from every pore in his tight, lithe body and he yearned to know more about the demon with the seductive azure eyes that made his cock ache.
The pounding dance music, roiling fog and flashing strobe lights created an atmosphere where Spike was comfortable in his element and he used it to his best advantage; throw in some drunken humans without any inhibitions and Spike considered it a real party worth his presence. As a waiter glided by with a tray full of champagne in gilded flutes, he grabbed two and made his way over to the secluded corner where Jack sat quietly.
“Join me for a drink, mate?” Spike smiled slowly and ran his tongue over his front teeth before he handed Jack one of the glasses he held.
“Don’t mind if I do,” Jack grinned winningly at Spike. “Was wondering when you’d get up the nerve to come over. I’m Jack… Captain Jack Harkness.”
“Spike.”
“Have a last name, Spike?”
“Just Spike’ll do for now.”
“Alright, Just Spike,” Jack smiled while eyeing the obvious bulge in the blond’s skin-tight pants. "Let’s just cut to the chase, shall we? I’ve been watching you for most of the night and I know you’ve been watching me. We both want sex, so the only question is, do you want foreplay or do you just want to get to the good part?”
“Like a man knows wot he wants,” Spike purred then moved in front of him and sat down in his lap. Grinding his arousal against Jack’s, he groaned appreciatively.
Jack growled in approval and slid his hands over Spike’s thighs and around to his hips. Cupping the vampire’s perfect ass in his big hands, Jack bucked against Spike hard, allowing him to feel his own arousal straining against his pants.
Spike entwined his fingers into Jack’s luscious dark hair and brought his head down for a hard, searing kiss. The big man moaned softly and opened his mouth, inviting the blond to dance a seductive dance with his tongue. A warm, golden glow started to envelope Spike as Jack kissed him back, sending electrifying sensations straight to his cock. When Jack broke the kiss, Spike panted hard for a creature that didn’t need to breathe.
“What are you?” Spike gasped.
“I don’t know,” Jack said with just a touch of melancholy in his voice. “But that was just a kiss. Imagine the buzz if it was more.”
“Then give me more,” Spike breathed heavily.
“What about your boyfriend,” Jack asked as he looked over Spike’s shoulder toward Angel.
“Not my boyfriend,” Spike growled as he proceeded to plunder Jack’s lips with more hard, possessive kisses.
Spike didn’t know how Jack had managed to undo the leather laces on his pants and pull his dick out while they were busy eating each other's face. All he knew was, his cock was smashed against Jack’s and he was being rubbed and stroked by expert hands. With his own hands on the Captain's shoulders for leverage, Spike bucked and ground his hips hard into Jack’s fist, little needy words and curses escaping from his mouth involuntarily as he desperately sought more contact for his leaking and aching shaft.
Jack struggled mightily for control as he milked himself and Spike at the same time. Both cocks slid easily in his hands in the pre-cum and the sensations were driving him mad. Even though he was a time traveler and had had sex with many different species, humans had always been his favorite when it came to emotion and satisfaction. As he felt his climax begin to build deep in his balls, Jack’s stroking became erratic and he groaned softly.
Spike was moaning and bucking and panting hard as he headed for release. He grabbed onto Jack’s hands and squeezed, urging him to move faster and harder on their throbbing cocks. When he felt the familiar tingle run down his spine and into his sac, Spike’s eyes rolled into his head and his fangs itched to drop.
“Gonna come… can’t hold on…” Spike cried out. “Ja-Jack… please…”
“Go ahead, Spike, bite me. I know you need to.” Jack murmured to Spike as he turned his head and offered the vampire his neck.
Spike moaned and lowered his fangs into Jack’s proffered throat, thrusting hard against him one last time as the first taste of unfamiliar blood hit his tongue and made him spill.
Jack gasped when he felt Spike’s fangs pierce his flesh and his body stiffened as he, too, shot, his warm cum mixing with Spike’s cold, dead seed.
Captain Jack rocked Spike tenderly in his arms while the blond vampire continued to lap lazily at the small trickle of blood from the quickly healing wound on his neck. Gently weaning Spike from his throat, Jack reached around him and grabbed a linen napkin from the table to wipe both of them clean. When he was finished, he tucked a finger under Spike’s chin and raised his face up so he could look into the most beautiful azure eyes he had ever seen.
“So, your place or mine?” Jack asked the exhausted vampire.
Spike gave a little smile and looked at Jack stupidly from inside his post-orgasmic haze.
“Right. My place, then,” Jack smiled as he lifted Spike into his arms and discreetly secreted him away.
~ * ~
Angel did a cursory scan of the dance floor and the surrounding shadows for any sign of the blond menace. His nostrils flared as he picked up the scent of Spike’s cum mixed with another’s and he gave a sigh of relief. Content that Spike had found himself a playmate for the rest of the evening, Angel smiled to himself and headed out to the Viper.
~ fin ~
Author: dayrunner
Fandom: BtvsAtS/Torchwood
Characters: Spike/Capt. Jack Harkness
Rating: NC-17
Summary: At Angel’s insistence, Spike reluctantly goes to the Halloween bash thrown by Wolfram and Hart. On the night when everyone wears a mask, Spike meets an intriguing stranger.
Written for "nekid_spike" Halloween Crossover Day
Disclaimer: I own no rights and make no money from the use of the characters depicted herein from BtvsAtS/Torchwood. This is for entertainment only.
MASQUERADE
At first, Spike had balked at dressing up for Wolfram and Hart’s annual Halloween party, but when Angel told him that he could wear whatever he wanted, the blond had relented and agreed to go.
All eyes had turned to look at the two vampires when they arrived at the celebration and Spike couldn’t refrain from giving his trademark smirk as they mingled, knowing full well that they were dressed to kill… literally. Halloween was the only night of the year where the blond could be himself without reprisal, the only night when humans and monsters were equals.
Spike moved smoothly among the assortment of demons and pseudo-demons, flirting with some, dancing with others, all the while searching for his prey. Approving eyes, both male and female, followed his leather clad legs and watched his ass as he roamed cat-like through the crowd, occasionally allowing a lucky individual to get close enough to run their hands under the tiny black vest that barely covered his chest.
As the night progressed, Spike narrowed down his search for a victim to a tall, well-built male wearing a military costume. He had been discreetly observing ‘The Captain’ as some had called him, even catching his eye and holding it on several occasions. This time, when Spike’s eyes slid over to the corner where the big man had been ensconced, he caught a roguish smile and a nod of appreciation from the object of his desire. The game was afoot and Spike intended to win.
Captain Jack Harkness and his colleagues from Torchwood had arrived as a group, but as the evening wore on, they had paired off or found other partners with which to dance the night away. Loneliness had always been Jack’s forte so it was easy to encourage his friends to have fun and not worry about him; he had plans of his own that included a sexy blond vampire.
Jack had watched Spike from a distance for most of the night, observing him work his magic on all who crossed his path. The vampire flirted, smiled and oozed sex appeal from every pore in his tight, lithe body and he yearned to know more about the demon with the seductive azure eyes that made his cock ache.
The pounding dance music, roiling fog and flashing strobe lights created an atmosphere where Spike was comfortable in his element and he used it to his best advantage; throw in some drunken humans without any inhibitions and Spike considered it a real party worth his presence. As a waiter glided by with a tray full of champagne in gilded flutes, he grabbed two and made his way over to the secluded corner where Jack sat quietly.
“Join me for a drink, mate?” Spike smiled slowly and ran his tongue over his front teeth before he handed Jack one of the glasses he held.
“Don’t mind if I do,” Jack grinned winningly at Spike. “Was wondering when you’d get up the nerve to come over. I’m Jack… Captain Jack Harkness.”
“Spike.”
“Have a last name, Spike?”
“Just Spike’ll do for now.”
“Alright, Just Spike,” Jack smiled while eyeing the obvious bulge in the blond’s skin-tight pants. "Let’s just cut to the chase, shall we? I’ve been watching you for most of the night and I know you’ve been watching me. We both want sex, so the only question is, do you want foreplay or do you just want to get to the good part?”
“Like a man knows wot he wants,” Spike purred then moved in front of him and sat down in his lap. Grinding his arousal against Jack’s, he groaned appreciatively.
Jack growled in approval and slid his hands over Spike’s thighs and around to his hips. Cupping the vampire’s perfect ass in his big hands, Jack bucked against Spike hard, allowing him to feel his own arousal straining against his pants.
Spike entwined his fingers into Jack’s luscious dark hair and brought his head down for a hard, searing kiss. The big man moaned softly and opened his mouth, inviting the blond to dance a seductive dance with his tongue. A warm, golden glow started to envelope Spike as Jack kissed him back, sending electrifying sensations straight to his cock. When Jack broke the kiss, Spike panted hard for a creature that didn’t need to breathe.
“What are you?” Spike gasped.
“I don’t know,” Jack said with just a touch of melancholy in his voice. “But that was just a kiss. Imagine the buzz if it was more.”
“Then give me more,” Spike breathed heavily.
“What about your boyfriend,” Jack asked as he looked over Spike’s shoulder toward Angel.
“Not my boyfriend,” Spike growled as he proceeded to plunder Jack’s lips with more hard, possessive kisses.
Spike didn’t know how Jack had managed to undo the leather laces on his pants and pull his dick out while they were busy eating each other's face. All he knew was, his cock was smashed against Jack’s and he was being rubbed and stroked by expert hands. With his own hands on the Captain's shoulders for leverage, Spike bucked and ground his hips hard into Jack’s fist, little needy words and curses escaping from his mouth involuntarily as he desperately sought more contact for his leaking and aching shaft.
Jack struggled mightily for control as he milked himself and Spike at the same time. Both cocks slid easily in his hands in the pre-cum and the sensations were driving him mad. Even though he was a time traveler and had had sex with many different species, humans had always been his favorite when it came to emotion and satisfaction. As he felt his climax begin to build deep in his balls, Jack’s stroking became erratic and he groaned softly.
Spike was moaning and bucking and panting hard as he headed for release. He grabbed onto Jack’s hands and squeezed, urging him to move faster and harder on their throbbing cocks. When he felt the familiar tingle run down his spine and into his sac, Spike’s eyes rolled into his head and his fangs itched to drop.
“Gonna come… can’t hold on…” Spike cried out. “Ja-Jack… please…”
“Go ahead, Spike, bite me. I know you need to.” Jack murmured to Spike as he turned his head and offered the vampire his neck.
Spike moaned and lowered his fangs into Jack’s proffered throat, thrusting hard against him one last time as the first taste of unfamiliar blood hit his tongue and made him spill.
Jack gasped when he felt Spike’s fangs pierce his flesh and his body stiffened as he, too, shot, his warm cum mixing with Spike’s cold, dead seed.
Captain Jack rocked Spike tenderly in his arms while the blond vampire continued to lap lazily at the small trickle of blood from the quickly healing wound on his neck. Gently weaning Spike from his throat, Jack reached around him and grabbed a linen napkin from the table to wipe both of them clean. When he was finished, he tucked a finger under Spike’s chin and raised his face up so he could look into the most beautiful azure eyes he had ever seen.
“So, your place or mine?” Jack asked the exhausted vampire.
Spike gave a little smile and looked at Jack stupidly from inside his post-orgasmic haze.
“Right. My place, then,” Jack smiled as he lifted Spike into his arms and discreetly secreted him away.
~ * ~
Angel did a cursory scan of the dance floor and the surrounding shadows for any sign of the blond menace. His nostrils flared as he picked up the scent of Spike’s cum mixed with another’s and he gave a sigh of relief. Content that Spike had found himself a playmate for the rest of the evening, Angel smiled to himself and headed out to the Viper.
~ fin ~