Summary: Spike is bored and decides to have some fun with Angel.
Warnings: Some good old basic PWP, very little plot, a bit of bloodplay, and some kink, including daddy!kink
Rating: NC17
Spoilers: None really. This little story takes place in Season 5 of Angel.
Notes: This came to me while I was chatting with Myst today (greeneyeddevilm) today. It's basically some Spangel PWP, with a bit of kink thrown in for good measure. In this story, Angel/Spike have been together pretty much since he became corporeal. Thank you my sweet Myst. Couldn't have done it without you.
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Blue eyes opened and squinted in the semi-darkness of the room. His gaze wandered over to the glowing numbers on the alarm clock - 2:00 am. Sighing, he tried to move, but found himself trapped in a tangle of long arms and legs. As he tried to free himself, muscular arms tightened around him. He stopped moving and the body next to him relaxed. Sighing again, he racked his brain for ideas on what to do. He was wide-awake now, but it looked like his partner was down for the count and wouldn't be waking up anytime soon.
He shifted his body so that he was now lying on top of the larger one sharing the bed with him. Funny how the arms around him relaxed enough to allow him to do this, but wouldn't let him get out of bed. Even in his sleep, the ponce had to be the one in control.
He relaxed his body on top of Angel's, crossing his arms, laying his chin on top of his hands. He stared at the handsome face in front of him, half in shadow, half in light from the moon softly glowing through the large, glass windows of the bedroom. He shivered and smirked at himself. He was still unused to the curtainless windows even though he knew they are made of necrotempered glass. Over one hundred years hiding behind heavy drapes was hard to forget. He stretched his body and placed a kiss on the slightly parted lips. He frowned when he got no reaction. Not one to give in quickly, he rained kisses along the strong jaw line and down the thick neck. He nestled in the crook of Angel's neck, where it met his broad shoulder. He knew it was a very sensitive spot for the older vampire, and should get his attention soon enough. He nibbled and suckled at that spot, but there was still no sign of the git waking up.
The arms around his slender body loosened enough so that he could move. Taking advantage of the opportunity, he slid his mouth over the large body, trailing his moist tongue until he reached a pointed nub. Angel may be asleep, but to Spike's delight his body was awake. He circled the areola a few times before closing his mouth over the hardened point. He laved it with his tongue, occasionally biting down on it with human teeth. He felt it getting harder under his ministrations. Moving his hand up, he started to play with the other, smiling as it too hardened under his experienced fingers.
He looked up briefly expecting to see opened brown eyes, but was frustrated to see that they were still closed. Too bad the ponce can't breathe, then I'd know if he was awake or not. Not like Angel to sleep so deeply. Shrugging his shoulders, he continued to caress the nubs with his lips. He felt a hardening of something else as he attended to his lover's nipples.
He shifted his hips and ground his own hardening cock against Angel's. That should get his attention, he thinks with a smirk. Looking up with anticipation, he was once again disappointed to find Angel still in the grip of sleep. He felt the arms around him loosen until he was no longer being held. The large arms dropped away from his body onto the bed.
He had always been determined and stubborn, especially when he really wanted something - and right now, he wanted Angel awake and participating. He released the hard nipple and trailed his tongue over Angel's cool skin, pausing at his navel. He knew how much Angel loved it when he played with the little indentation.
He circled the indent a few times before letting his tongue sink into the concave. Angel loved it when he fucked it with his tongue. As he does this, he could feel Angel grow harder beneath him. He matched the rhythm of his tongue with his hips as he ground against Angel's groin. Other than feeling Angel's hard member rubbing against his own, there was no other reaction from Angel.
Hungry for more, he inched farther down Angel's body, licking the inside of the muscular thigh, sliding his tongue across the velvet softness of Angel's sac. He sucked on it, like it was a piece of candy. He felt a slight tremor run though Angel's body and he smiled, looking up, sure now that he had the vampire's full attention. He suppressed a growl of frustration at seeing Angel still sound asleep.
Returning to his playground, he ran his tongue up the length of Angel's erect shaft, sweeping it across the sensitive head, and sweeping up the milky fluid that was leaking from the small slit. He let the fluid sit on his tongue as he savored the taste before swallowing it. He licked down the shaft and back up, savoring the feel of the organ against his tongue. When he reached the top again, he licked up more of the pre-come before wrapping his mouth around the head. As he maneuvered his mouth down the thick shaft, he wrapped his tongue around it until his nose is pressed firmly against the coarse, curly hairs of Angel's groin. He could feel the tip of Angel's cock press against the back of his throat, the pubic hairs tickling his nose. He began to purr, hoping the vibration would get a reaction from the sleeping vampire.
Getting no immediate response, he released Angel's cock with a pop as he lifted his head, expecting to see Angel looking down at him with a cocky grin. Disappointed once again to see that Angel was still asleep, he was taken by surprise when Angel suddenly rolled over onto his stomach, pushing him off the bed. He landed on the floor with a hard thud.
Sitting there stunned, he couldn't quite believe what had just happened. Angel actually pushed him out of their bed. The bastard did that on purpose. I'm sure of it. Jumping up to his feet, he stood next the bed with his hands on his hips, glaring at the big body now hogging the entire bed, his neglected cock standing erect against the flat plane of his stomach.
Not taking his eyes off the big oaf on the bed, he walked over to the nightstand for his cigarettes. Snorting now like a raging bull, he wadded up the empty pack and threw it across the room. Stalking over to his pile of clothes that Angel had ripped off him earlier, he got dressed, grabbed Angel's car keys, and stormed over to the elevator, punching the call button. In his rage and frustration, he completely missed Angel rolling over with a grin on his face. As soon as the elevator doors closed, Angel released a laugh that had been building since he "accidentally" pushed Spike off the bed.
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Still chuckling at the younger vampire's frustration, Angel rolled over onto his back. He loved winding Spike up. Spike did it to him often enough, so he enjoyed it when he could return the favor. He knew that Spike would be back, so he reveled in the thought of winding him up some more to see what Spike would do.
Sitting up suddenly, he realized that Spike took his keys. That could only mean one thing.Spike took his Viper. Better bring it home one piece, that's all I got to say. Settling back down on the bed, he tried to ignore the raging hard-on Spike inflicted on him. How it took all his willpower to let Spike play and pretend to be asleep. He knew it was frustrating Spike, but he couldn't help it. He was curious to see how far Spike would go. Then when he rolled over and pushed him off the bed, he almost lost it completely. He had to try hard to suppress the laugh bubbling up inside of him as he watched Spike storm around the room, getting dressed.
He bolted out of bed when his vampire hearing picked up a car racing down the street. Hurrying to the window, he could see his Viper racing down the street, tires squealing as the car sped around the corner. Just bring the car home in one piece Spike, that is all I ask. Angel walked back to the bed, his hard cock bouncing against his flat stomach. Lying back down, his large hand reached down and started stroking his cock. He hoped Spike wasn't gone long. He was anxious to finish playing the game with the younger vampire, knowing that Spike had something further brewing in the bleach-blonde head of his.
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"God damn, stupid ponce," Spike mumbled in the empty elevator. Exiting the car when it reached the garage, he headed for the Viper. Backing the vehicle out of the parking spot, he gunned the engine several times before squealing the tires as he sped up the ramp and out of the garage, windows down, radio blaring loudly.
Racing along the empty streets of Los Angeles, he slammed one hand against the steering wheel in frustration. "Can't believe that wanker sire of mine managed to remain asleep. Must be his age catching up to him finally."
Seeing the light turn red, he gunned the engine and ran through it. Not hearing any sirens, he continued racing down the street, looking for a place still open so he could get some cigs.
Seeing a 24-hour grocery store up ahead, he sped the Viper up another notch. Turning the wheel, he squealed the tires as he barreled into the empty parking lot. Parking half-assed in two spots, he rammed the car into park and removed the keys. Getting out of the car, he slammed the door shut and walked into the store.
As he headed over to the cigarette counter, he felt his stomach rumble with hunger. Might as well get some snacks while I'm here, he thought as he changed direction, grabbed a red basket, and started walking up and down the aisles. As he was strolling through the aisles, an idea hit him. A wicked grin replaced the snarl that had been on his face since he stormed out of the penthouse 15 minutes earlier.
With his basket over flowing with food items, he sauntered over to the cashier on duty. After placing the items on the conveyor belt, he told the young girl that he also wanted some cigarettes. He tells her what he wanted and waits for her to return. Seeing the total, he whistles to himself and pulls Angel's credit card out of his wallet, handing it to the girl. With purchases in hand, he walked back out to the Viper. Much calmer now, he drove leisurely back to the penthouse.
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Hearing the elevator, Angel grinned in anticipation and rolled back over to his stomach, looking forward to how Spike planned on continuing his little game.
He heard Spike exit the elevator. When Spike didn't immediately enter the bedroom, he wondered if maybe he had pushed the vampire too far. It isn't long before he heard the microwave. Assuming that Spike is heating up a mug of blood, he waited patiently. He was soon rewarded when the bedroom door opened and Spike entered the room. With his head turned towards the door, he watched Spike as he started undressing. He could feel the frustration return when Spike saw that he was in the same position as when he left. Angel smiled in the darkness. He continued to watch as Spike left the room when the microwave dinged.
He wondered at the rustling he heard as Spike walked back down the hallway to their room. He saw the jar in one hand and then noticed the bags in the other. He lost sight of Spike as he walked over to the other side of the bed. He wondered what Spike was planning when he felt his legs being pried apart by cool hands. Willing his body to remain relaxed, he waited to see what Spike had going on that brain of his.
Soon his body is covered by Spike's slender one. He could feel Spike's hard cock rubbing against his lower back as the younger vampire started kissing and nibbling the back of his neck. The weight of Spike's body on his pushed his hard organ into the mattress. As Spike rubbed himself against his body, his cock rubbed against the cool, silk sheets. Angel had to bite back a moan at the feeling.
He bit the pillow hard as he felt Spike slide his body down his, his cock leaving a moist trail down his back, slipping into the crease between his cheeks. He tried not to tense up. Relief flooded his body as Spike continued to slide down until he was situated between his spread legs.
He heard the rustling of a plastic bag and the noise of a cap being flicked off. Wanting to roll over to see what's going on, he willed himself to stay on his stomach. Then the sound of a soft hiss reached his ears, and he felt something cold on his lower back. A chill ran up his spine as there was another soft hiss and something more was sprayed onto his back. A cool hand delved into the creamy mixture on his body, spreading it across his skin, down to the mound of each cheek. Whatever it was, he could feel it sliding against his cool skin, dripping down between the crease of his ass.
The hand on his body was replaced with a cool tongue, following the path of the liquid melting on his body. He heard another hiss as more was sprayed onto his skin, but this time directly in the crease separating his cheeks. He shivered at the coldness, trembling as he felt it slide down his crack, to his balls, puddling on the silk sheets underneath him. His cheeks were spread apart and he felt Spike's pointed tongue running up and down, pausing over his puckered opening, before continuing down, lapping greedily at the mixture he kept spraying on his body.
Nervous about where this was going, he again forced himself to relax. The bed shook; he looked over his shoulder, hoping that Spike didn't notice, and saw a can of something in his hands. A strong hand pushed him down into the mattress, holding him in place as a narrow tip breeched his opening. Before he can even react, he felt his channel being filled with the same cold liquid. Once filled, he could feel the cold liquid melting, dripping out and sliding down his balls. A cool tongue replaced the narrow tip of the can, first circling his opening, then sliding in. He felt pressure as the filling is sucked out into the mouth covering his hole. He couldn't help himself, and raised his ass to the mouth on his ass, pleasantly surprised at the new feeling.
The mouth released him, and he felt strong hands on his hips as he was rolled over onto his back. Sneaking a peak, he hardened more as he watched the foamy white mixture drip off of Spike's beaming grin.
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Flipping his lover over, Spike knew the exact moment Angel was awake - when he drew the can of whipped cream out of the bag and flicked the cap off. He saw that quick look Angel made over his shoulder. Thought for sure Angel would have given it up when I sprayed the sweet concoction into his ass. Had to give it to the ponce for letting me do that.
Deciding not to spoil the game that Angel was playing, he picked up the can again and sprayed a circle around each areola and a dab on the tip of each nipple. Shaking the can again, he sprayed a line down the middle of the broad chest, and filled the indentation of his naval.
Placing the can on the bed, he grabbed the jar of chocolate sauce that he heated earlier. He poured the thick liquid over the path of whipped cream he made on Angel's body. Grabbing the jar of maraschino cherries, he placed one on the tip of each nipple and one in his navel. Sitting up and admiring his artwork, he picked up the carton of chocolate ice cream. Grinning wickedly, he pried the lid off and threw it on the floor. Picking up the spoon, he dug in the icy coldness, drawing out a huge spoonful.
Holding the spoon over Angel's hard cock, he let is slide from the utensil. He watched as it hit the head of Angel's dick, and slide down the sides of the shaft. He giggled as the large body bolted off the bed and a scream escaped the older vampire as soon as the frozen dessert hit the (his) cock.
"About fucking time luv. Knew you were dead, but." He didn't have time to finish, as he was pushed onto his back and covered with the sticky body he was playing with just a minute ago.
"Hey.no fair. I'm not finished." Spike squealed.
After covering Spike's body with the sticky concoction on his body, Angel got off of his lover and laid back down. Spike sat up and frowned.
"What's wrong?" Angel asked innocently.
"You stupid ponce. I had a great piece of artwork going there and you had to go and mess it all up."
"Well then, I guess I guess you better start again." Angel teased with a grin.
Smiling, Spike picked up the can of whipped cream and started all over again. Laying the exact path he did earlier - first with the whipped cream, then the chocolate sauce, and topping it off with the cherries. Licking his lips, he picked up the carton of chocolate ice cream, and spooned (scooped) the creamy dessert onto the spoon. As before, he let it slide from the utensil onto the hard cock jutting away from Angel's body. As the frozen concoction landed on his dick, he saw Angel's body jerk, but he stayed on the bed. Using the back of the spoon, he spread the ice cream around at the base of the shaft, over his balls. Picking up the can of whipped cream again, he sprayed it over the chocolately goodness, up the hard organ, and added a good dollop to the tip.
He picked up the jar of chocolate sauce and tipped it, watching the thick liquid as he poured it onto the head of Angel's cock. His eyes sparkled as he watched it slide down the shaft slowly.
When he figured he had a good amount, he picked up a can of crushed nuts and sprinkled them over Angel's cock and balls. With that done, he had one last thing to add. Picking up the jar of cherries, he placed one right on the tip of Angel's dick.
Sitting up on his knees, Spike admired his creation, surprised at how far Angel actually let him go. He glanced up at the older vampire, who was lying there with his hands behind his head, a grin on his face.
"Well?" Angel asked.
"Well what?"
"Are you just going to leave it there or are you going to enjoy what you just created?" Angel asked grinning.
Spike sat there a minute, trying to decide where to begin. Leaving the enclosure of Angel's legs, he moved up to the top of the bed. Turning his back to Angel, he threw one leg over his broad chest, putting his ass right in Angel's face.
Bending down, he bit down on the cherry still perched on the tip. Chewing it quickly, he took the chocolately, creamed covered nipple between his lips. He moaned as the sweetness hit his tongue. When he had cleaned the hardened nub, he ran his tongue across the line of whipped cream to the other nipple and circled it, lapping up the white, foamy liquid. He flicked the cherry into his mouth, chewing that one quickly too, before taking the nub into his mouth.
Moving back to the center of Angel's chest, he followed the line of cream down the center of his body. He sucked the cherry sitting in his naval, pushing it to the side of his mouth, while he sucked the gooey mess out of the indent.
While chewing the red cherry he had saved, he saw a large hand reach for the can of whipped cream he left laying on the bed. Grinning in anticipation, he hovered over Angel's cock. As he lowered his head to pluck the last cherry off Angel's body, he felt his cheeks being parted. Just as he reached the tip of the head, he felt his ass being filled with the frothy cream.
As he took Angel's head into his mouth, he could taste the pre-cum mingling with the sweetness of the cream, chocolate sauce and ice cream. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the taste as it hit his tongue. Curling his tongue around the shaft, he lowered his head until Angel's cock was once again hitting the back of his throat. Coming back up the hard shaft, he felt something being pressed into his hole - something small and soft. First one, then another, and then another.
As he continued to fuck Angel with his mouth, he felt his lover press his mouth against his ass, licking the whipped cream that was leaking out. He paused when Angel slipped his tongue into his channel. He pressed back onto Angel's tongue, whimpering as the cherries rubbed against his prostrate.
He ignored Angel's cock while he reveled in the sensation of Angel's tongue in his ass, until he felt a hard slap across one cheek and a growl from the vampire behind him. Taking the not so subtle hint, Spike went back to work on Angel's weeping cock. Reaching over the now cleaned cock, he took the soft sac into his mouth. As he sucked on them, he felt Angel's probing tongue, reaching for one of the cherries, then suction as he felt it being drawn from his ass. He groaned as he felt he pop out of his ass. The tongue soon returned, and another was inching its way out.
Releasing the sac, he went back to Angel's cock, still tasting the sweetness of the cream and chocolate. As he felt the third cherry being sucked out of his ass, he took the sticky cock down to the base and started purring. He felt Angel's hips jerk up at the vibration.
He felt hands against his back, snaking up his spine to the back of his head. Soon those hands grabbed a handful of his bleached hair, pulling his head harshly off the erect shaft. Spike growled as he was removed from his prize.
He growled again as he was flung off the body he was straddling and pushed up onto his knees, body and face pressing against the headboard of the bed. He spread his arms out across the headboard, hands clawing into the wood in anticipation of what was to come next.
His ass quivered as he felt a hand probing between his cheeks, the nozzle of the whipped cream once again being slipped in the opening. Air hissing as his channel was once again filled with the sweet white cream. Soon the nozzle was replaced with the cold ice cream being slid in with long fingers.
"God yes." he yelled as the fingers pushed and stretched him. He moved against the fingers, wanting them deeper. He whined as they scraped against his prostrate. His fingernails dug deeper into the wood as Angel worked a third finger in.
"You like that Spike.you like being on your knees for me.waiting for me to slam my cock into your ass?" Angel growled into his ear.
Spike's body was trembling uncontrollably now. "Yes..please."
"Please what?" Angel whispered hoarsely into Spike's ear. He continued to fuck Spike with his fingers as Spike tried to answer.
"Fuck me Angel.for the love of God.fuck me now!" Spike spit out between hard pants.
"Come one Spike, you have to do better than that if you want it. You know the magic word."
Spike whined, "Please..fuck me.Daddy..please Daddy.fuck me hard."
As the fingers were removed from his ass, he felt his body being pushed flushed up against the headboard. Both vamps were beyond slow and gentle now, with one swift motion, Spike felt himself being filled as Angel entered him in one thrust.
"Daddy.." He screamed in ecstasy.
Angel's hands gripped the slender vampire's hips as he pounded into him furiously. Spike's whimpers of "harder Daddy..faster Daddy" spurning him on. He continued to thrust hard into Spike's willing body.
"More Daddy..I need more.touch me Daddy.please.." The younger vampire whimpered in need.
Angel reached around and grabbed the hard cock that had been taking a pounding against the dark wood of the headboard. "Is this what you needed baby?"
"Yes Daddy."
He continued to pound into Spike, "You like it when I fuck you like this, don't you?"
"Yes Daddy." He whimpered "Please Daddy.I'm gonna come.please Daddy, make me come."
With one last furious thrust into Spike's ass, he gave his permission. "Come for Daddy Spike."
With those words, Spike erupted with a scream of "DADDY!!!!"
At Spike's scream Angel felt his fangs descend. As Spike clamped down on his cock, he bit hard into the juncture between Spike's neck and shoulder. When his boy's blood hit his tongue, Angel came hard. He continued to thrust into Spike has he took deep drags of blood from Spike, feeling Spike come again as he drank the sweet nectar.
Angel released Spike's neck as he slid out of his body. Not having Angel there to hold him up, the younger vampire slid listlessly down the headboard, laying in a heap on the pillows.
Angel chuckled as he reach for Spike and stretched him out into a more comfortable position. Laying him on his side, he slid down next to him, pulling the pliant body close. He stretched out his arm, letting Spike use it as a pillow.
Nuzzling Spike's ear, he asked, "You okay Spike?"
"Yes Daddy. Thank you Daddy." He murmured sleepily.
Angel smiled as he joined his boy into sleep.
** THE End**