I turn around to leave the room. Because I know if I stay, I�m going to rip the seams of my pants.
�Angel� I seem to have dropped something��
God, I hate when he does that. He bends over in front of me� again, without his pants. No, I�m straining to both keep resolve and leave� and straining to stay in my pants.
�You�re an arsehole, Spike.�
�And it drives you insane, doesn�t it Peaches?�
�Fuck you.�
�My pleasure.�
Oh hell, I can�t be strong anymore. Just the sight of his arse is too much to handle. Especially now that he�s waving it around at me.
�Get over here, Childe.�
�Don�t pull rank with me, you pillock.�
Well that was it. I�m doing him a favour� I could go downstairs and blow Wesley if I wanted, God knows that he loves it more than I do. Although, he�s kinda boring. When he does it, he just wants it sucked, then for me to go. It goes for about 2 seconds, and I�m not looking for a quickie. I want to make someone scream. And I want that someone to be Spike.
�WHAT DID YOU SAY?!�
Spike shrank back and I almost felt sorry for him. But I mean, there�s only so far you can push it. *Pardon the expression*. I�m his sire, for Christ�s sake, and if I want it, I will get it. Or he�ll get the beating of the unlifetime.
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�That�s right. Now get over here.�
�No.�
You have to love the effort. No matter how much I yell at him, he will never just obey me. He likes it rough, what can I say? I love beating him into submission, he loves taking it. I just hope no one hears the screaming. Oh shit, shouldn�t have said that, coz here we go, in marches Wesley. Looking very insulted, I may add.
�Angel, I must ask � SPIKE?�
�That�s right, Watcher Boy. You got a problem with that?�
�Shut up, Spike. What did you want, Wesley?�
�I wondered what the screaming was� and I thought you were in trouble.�
�Actually, Spike�s the one in trouble.� I can�t help but grin, because I notice that no matter how disgusted Wes is trying to look, I can see the bulge in his pants becoming more prominent.
�This is all very cosy and all, but I want to shag, so if you don�t mind, Nancy boy, would you mind fucking off?�
�Spike, I said shut your fucking mouth!� I kick him hard in the face. His head reels back and he grins at me, licking his lips, and tugging on his dick.
�Wesley, if you don�t mind, we were in the middle of something.�
�Oh yes, I� I apologise.�
Ha, he�s scared. Can�t blame him, I did kick Spike pretty hard. Wouldn�t mind kicking Wes in the face. Might improve the way he looks. Ah, good, he�s gone, and he�s locked the door behind him, how nice and thoughtful.
�Now, now love, play nice.�
�I never gave you permission to talk.�
I walk over in front of Spike and drop my pants. He eagerly takes it in his mouth and sucks for all his worth. Shit, this feels good. This is the best blowjob I�ve had� ever. Ok, maybe not ever, it�s been a long time for me. I mean, the last real lay I got was from Buffy. If you can call it that. It was like a Wesley fuck. Except not from behind. Heaven forbid Buffy should let anything go into her arsehole. Like she doesn�t already have a permanent stake rammed up there anyway. Anyway, Spike is sucking for all he�s worth and let me tell you, I�m having a hard (pardon my pun) time not moaning. Whenever I moan and show some sort of interest he thinks he�s so fucking good. Which he is, but I�m not about to let him in on that secret. I think I might play a nasty trick. Which is just evil of me. But I�m gonna do it anyway. I�m gonna pretend to lose my soul.
Spike licks the length of my shaft and stops and looks up at me. I push his head back and yell at him to keep going. I�m grabbing his head now, and pulling him closer, making him take more of me down his throat. Suddenly, I�m cumming and oh shit, Spike is swallowing it all. Fuck. Haha, now, time for �Operation Pretend To Lose Soul�. I kick Spike away, who is busy wiping his mouth, trying to get my seed off his face. Damn he looks cute. Must not get sidetracked Angel.
�What the fuck was that for?� Oh he�s angry. I like that.
I vamp out into my game face and begin to chuckle.
�Oh shit, no fucking way!� Ha! He�s packing it now. He�s staring up at me in terror. I could carry this on longer, because he�s cute when he�s scared, but I�d like to get laid again, and if I keep this act up, he�ll kill me� or just reduce me to Wesley.
�Nah, not really, Will.�
I pick Spike up and kiss him gently, placing light, soft kisses on his face. He closes his eyes and makes a sort of� purring sound, like he does when he�s contented. Because I�m hearing this sound, I�m guessing he�s forgiven me for that little scare. I move over and kiss him full on the mouth, he jerks slightly back, slightly shocked because we never kiss on the mouth. He used to joke that I was like a prostitute, because I never kissed his lips, because it sparks too much meaning, and too many feelings� but I think maybe I�m ready to do it. Our tongues play a silent battle, and I�m savouring this moment, and letting my hands slide down his body. We lost our clothes sometime between the blowjob and the kissing, but I don�t really care when, I just know that he�s naked, and I�m naked, and our cool skin is against each other. His fingers and running up and down my back, sending shivers up my spine. I know this sounds corny, but I can hear music playing.
�Can you hear music?� Spike asks.
Thank the lord. I�m not going insane� music must be playing. I doubt we�d both hear the non existent music.
�Yeah, it�s probably Wesley, the wanker, trying to drown sounds out.�
�What a ponce.�
I pull Spike�s face towards mine and kiss him again, before throwing him onto the bed, so that he�s lying down, his erection standing proudly up. I vamp out and bite him all over� of course, not on his penis, coz that�s just mean. He�s purring again, and I look up and look at him. He�s so beautiful, lying there. This is not like with Wesley. This is enjoyable. I wrap my lips around Spike�s cock and suck gently, squeezing his balls with my other hand, rolling them around in my fingers. He�s moaning now, heavier than the purring, and it�s driving me nuts (pardon the pun). I start to suck more forcefully, and just to spice things up, I vamp out. Spike gasps, as he feels his teeth prick (sorry, another pun) into his dick, and blood trickles down the sides. It�s a new feeling for both of us, better for me, I guess, seeing as I get to drink the blood, but now I�m not sure, because suddenly Spike is cumming. Cum, saliva and blood are mixed as one, and I�m struggling to swallow it all, but I finally do. I pull away and move up and kiss Spike again, briefly, letting him taste his own juices. He looks so peaceful lying on the bed with his eyes closed. While I�m looking at him, I realise something. I know now why I sired him. Sure, he may be a pain in my arse, and annoying sometimes, but he�s beautiful. He has these amazing blue eyes, and the most perfectly shaped cheekbones, and let�s not even get me started on his body.
But he�s truly a beautiful sight to behold, lying there. And I think I�m in love with him�
THE END