sinandcinnamon | Eternal Kiss

Title: Bath
Pairing: Angelus/Xander
Rating/Warnings: This is an AU.
There is strong D/s, there is Daddy!kink, there is comeplay, there is biting.
There is... perhaps less plot than you might expect. Yes, again.
Author's Notes: This is a collaborative fic from a vampire role-playing community, written by

jedichad and myself,

sinandcinnamon (Our posts are separated by the hopefully unobtrusive little -'s between sections). In this community, vampires overtook the world some thirty years ago, and humans have been reduced to slaves and commodities. Angelus is a vampire returning from a business trip to find his home was attacked by members of the human rebellion. Xander is an escaped human living in secrecy until he's caught when the Enforcers (vampire police) capture him along with the rebels.

Previously...

Xander sucked in a sharp breath and went still as
Angelus' thick finger, wet and slick with soap, rubbed
briefly over his untouched opening, then insinuated
itself slowly. He moaned softly. //So good...// An
instant later, he gasped as that long, cool digit
pressed further into him. He began to tremble
violently, his entire awareness focused on the
vampire's finger, doing amazing things in a place
where it had never occurred to Xander that a finger
ought to be. It felt good. Really, really good. Almost
immediately he was drowned in warmth.

And then Angelus said something that melted his
rapidly beating heart: "Daddy loves you, baby..." //He
loves me...// Xander could hardly believe it. This
beautiful, incredible creature loved him. Tears sprang
to his eyes.

"I love you, too... oh God... Angelus..." he cried out
and instinctively arched his back, grinding his warm
rump lewdly against the vampire's hand.
-
Not having noticed his words until Xander echoed them
back, Angelus nonetheless felt the truth of them, the
quiet, joyful place in his heart that this awe-inspiring
young creature had stolen while he wasn't looking. His
precious boy's words set him afire with slow flames, a
tender warmth which quickly spread, heating his blood
and renewing his throbbing arousal.

He leaned forward, dancing kisses over the steam-dewed
skin of Xander's back and shoulders, needing to express
to his pretty boy the cherishing, loving emotion
welling inside of him, needing to bind their hearts even
as he claimed Xander's body. His huge finger continued
to carefully stimulate his boy, slow circles within that
tight, fluttering channel, gently opening him up until
at last, he could move without hurting him.

It was an act of will to draw his finger out of that
welcoming heat, and so impossible to resist sinking it
back in again. Angelus watched, intoxicated by the
sight of it, soft little virginal hole swallowing up
his finger, taking him in so easy and nice.

"Fuck, Xander, think you were made for this," he
breathed, working his thick digit in and out with as
much patience as he could manage, feeling it stretch
around his finger, tighttighttight and slicked with
the pearly slick leavings of the soap. "You take it
so pretty, baby. You'd beg for it, wouldn't you,
pretty? Put that pretty ass in the air and beg Daddy
to fuck you, my fingers and my tongue and my cock,
anything to fill you up like this." He curled his
thrusting finger, finding the nub of Xander's prostate
and expertly manipulating it, his other hand tightly
working his boy's swollen cock, holding him on the
edge of climax.

"Yeah, you like that, don't you, baby? My lovely
little slut. Love it, don't you, Daddy fingering your
pretty little hole, pumping your cock? That's it,
baby, fuck Daddy's hands." Xander was rocking back
and forth, driven by Angelus' words and movements, and
his thighs, shaking and soft-skinned, rode over
Angelus' big dick with every thrust.

He let himself push into it, rubbing himself between
his boy's legs, wishing it was his cock and not his
finger causing the shuddery little gasps echoing in the
small room. Soon, he told himself, soon. Xander was
so new to this, so young and so tight inside; he
didn't want to hurt him, not when a little patience
would ensure that his boy felt nothing but pleasure.

Working Xander's ass, feeling his boy fucking back onto
his hand, and shoving himself into that tight space
just beneath, that was more than enough to get off to,
especially when his little one was loving it so much.

"So good, baby, so hot for me. Want to make you feel
so good, make you come just like this. Can you do
that, baby? Fuck yourself back and forth like a
slutty little boy? Gonna make yourself come for me?"
-
Xander gasped and his eyes fluttered shut when Angelus
touched something deep inside of him, sending live
sparks shooting down his spine to his rigid, weeping
cock. The ecstasy he was feeling now was diamond
bright, dazzling him. This wonderful thing that the
vampire was doing to him... Xander made a little
mewling sound and hungered for more of the delicious
sensation.

"An-angelus. .. nnn... Daddy... ohhhh God..."

Sinking so completely into pleasure, Xander let
himself go. Thrusting his painfully swollen cock
wildly into Angelus' first, he bucked back and
whimpered as his senses were overwhelmed. He panted
with complete abandon. The sound of the vampire's
voice, those skilled hands, the feel of that
magnificent cock vibrating against his flesh did it
for Xander. Throwing back his head, he screamed with
pleasure as his orgasm struck and he jetted
ecstatically, shivering violently in the grip of his
lover.
-
Xander's scent jumped, sex flooding Angelus' senses,
and he dove forward to bury his teeth in his boy's
neck, unable to resist tasting the orgasm flooding
through his blood. The slide of fangs seemed to
trigger another spasm, and Xander jerked in his hands,
the movement pushing his cock deeper between Xander's
thighs, his foreskin pulled back to expose the
sensitive head. Lust flared as a heavy streak of hot
come fell across it, his cock swelling, his mouth full
of the sweet tang of Xander's blood.

It took all he had to resist coming himself, the hot
essense of his boy spilling out everywhere. He could
feel it, sliding molten and thrilling over the curve
of the fat head, dripping slowly down his aching shaft.
He swallowed the liquid ambrosia filling his mouth,
the warmth of it filling his throat, moving down as if
seeking his heart.

His caresses slowed as Xander's cock softened slightly,
his hand still cupped protectively around it. He
carefully withdrew his finger from the relaxed channel,
feeling it clench tightly in response and then release
again, letting him pull free from its snug depths. His
hand trailed soothingly down Xander's thigh and into
the water, and he pressed his mouth to bloody blossom
of his mark.

The flow of blood against his tongue grew fainter, the
tiny wounds of it knitting closed. He shifted carefully,
pulling Xander back into his arms and touching him
softly, ruthlessly denying his own arousal to take care
of his boy in the aftermath of such a powerful
experience. The strength of his need to nurture and
protect Xander was almost overpowering, easily matching
the drive of his libido, and he whispered sweet words,
letting Xander float through the afterglow, shepherding
him gently back to the reality of Angelus' arms around
him.
-
Xander floated in a sea of euphoric warmth, drowning
in the waves of Angelus' mouth, arms, fangs, cock and
voice. Aftershocks of pleasure created little tremors
up and down the length of his boneless frame. He could
do little more than moan and whimper softly as his
speech faculties had completely deserted him. The
sated mortal weakly tried to return the embrace, tears
of happiness spilling down his flushed cheeks.

Angelus loved him. This beautiful, incredible creature
loved him. Xander couldn't quite wrap his hazy mind
around the concept. He'd been on his own for so long
and never dreamed that someone - let alone someone
like his Angelus - could care for him. He started to
shudder, burrowing into the vampire's neck and making
little mewling sounds against his wet skin. The
blissful fog started to clear and he realized with a
heavy thump of his heart that Angelus' massive cock
was brushing against him, achingly hard and straining
for release.

His hand dropped down, passing through the lush, dark
curls before gliding his fingers along the thick shaft
and caressing the swollen, bulbous head. "I want to
taste you," he whispered huskily. "Please, Daddy? Let
me taste you. Come for me, please?"
-
Groaning at hearing such filthy words on those innocent
lips, Angelus felt his cock throbbing its agreement
beneath the dancing touch of those teasing fingers.

"Pretty baby wants my come again? Want to lap it all
up, drink it down like a good little whore?" His
fingers traced Xander's lips, punctuating his rough
whisper. "You've such a lovely mouth, baby..."

Angelus, already uncomfortably hard and close to release,
couldn't help but hear those sweet, dirty words again,
Xander, his precious Xander, begging to taste him.

"Want that, baby, want to come for you, give it all to
you... Baby, would you..." he paused, trembling
minutely, still on the edge of losing control. "Do you
wanna do something nice for Daddy, Xander? Learn a new
way to make me feel good?"
-
Xander, his bottom lip quivering beneath Angelus'
touch, whimpered and nodded. "Yes... oh God, Daddy...
yes, please?" He shifted his weight until he was
straddling the vampire's lap; his fingers caressing
that immense shaft between them with the same teasing
touch Angelus had taught him. He relished the feeling
of each pulsing spasm against his hand, the heavy
weight of Angelus' cock filled with need for him.
//For me...// It took his breath away.

"Anything... " Xander gazed into those golden-flecked
pools of chocolate. "I'll do anything to make you feel
good..." He flicked his tongue out, swiping it across
Angelus' large index finger. "Come for me, Angelus...
please? Let me taste it... I... want it... all over
me... in my mouth... like last night... I love you so
much... please?"
-
His heart and cock both swelled at Xander's words, love
and lust twined together so tightly as to be inseparable.
His boy's eyes shone with the same, beckoning him. He
stood, pulling Xander up with him, holding his beloved in
a clasp that must border on painful, needing to be close
to him. His erection was pressed firmly against Xander's
stomach, wet and hot from the bathwater, slippery.

So easy to resist though, with Xander's words ringing in
his head, begging to be defiled. The lure of his
innocence, the way he came alive under Angelus' sweet
corruption.. . he was impossible to resist. He kissed
Xander deeply, hungrily, knowing that the next time he
did so, his pretty's mouth would be sharp and slick with
his come.

"Love you, Xander, beautiful boy... You've no idea what
you do to me," he said, arousal and emotion making his
voice deep, growling the last words. He put his hands
on Xander's shoulders, possessive, and pushed him onto
his knees before him.

"Christ, mo chroi, but you undo me," Angelus moaned,
captivated and entranced by the sight. He took his
cock in hand, holding it steady. "Want you to kiss
me, baby." He rubbed the head of it against Xander's
reddened lips, gilding them with a shining gloss of
precome, shuddering at how good such a simple thing
could be.

"Yeah, kiss it, rub your face on me, baby... let you
flick out your pretty pink tongue to taste me. Wanted
it on you, wanted me to come all over you and in your
mouth, and that's just what I'm gonna do. Give you
what you're begging for, but first, baby, gonna teach
you to suck cock like the lovely whore you are, teach
you to love it. Easy now, do like Daddy told you.
Rub those pretty lips on me and get me ready for your
mouth."
-
Xander knelt before Angelus like a devout worshiper
ready to receive the holy chalice. He was completely
mesmerized by the sight of the vampire standing before
him, draped and glistening in steamy water droplets,
that magnificent shaft in hand. His eyes remained
locked on Angelus' beautiful face as his lips pressed
against his lover's swollen cock head. He relished the
new sensations his lover offered him, lavishing the
hyper-sensitive flesh with feverish little kisses. His
tongue joined in at the same moment the slit flared
and deposited a pearly string of precome; Xander
moaned softly as the incredible flavor fairly exploded
on his taste buds.

"How does this feel, Daddy?" He was desperate for
Angelus' approval and words of love and encouragement.
"Am I a good boy?" Xander became bolder, sealing his
bruised lips around the weeping tip and suckling
gently.
-
"So good," Angelus murmured dreamily, watching his boy's
luscious lips stretch around the head of his cock. "My
good boy. You like sucking cock, baby? Like putting
that pretty little mouth on me? So hot, Christ, look
at you... so beautiful down on your knees like that,
looking up at me."

His fingers wove through damp strands of messy sable,
pulling Xander's hair back to better watch the
expression on his glowing face. The possessive hold
also guaranteed his control, giving him an added
thrill and ensuring that Xander wouldn't take him in
too fast and choke.

"That's it, pretty baby, take a little more. You
feel that? That's my foreskin, baby, pushing against
your gorgeous lips, wanting in there where it's so
soft and hot and wet. C'mon, lovely, you can do it...
take my cock like a good boy, suck it in like the
cock-hungry little slut I know you are.... ah!
That's it, baby, yes, that's just perfect, Christ,
made for this... Daddy loves your mouth, baby, loves
*you*, you make me feel so good..."

His hands were clenching in Xander's hair, not
tugging, not when his boy was doing so well, but...
tightening, seeing how his love reacted to a tiny
taste of pain.
-
Hypnotized by the vampire's splendor, Xander reveled
in Angelus' passionate urging and those long fingers
tightening in his hair. Completely untutored, he could
only follow desire and instinct; his eager,
kiss-swollen mouth suckling greedily for all of
Angelus' flavors. Xander, under the thrall of his
lover's taste and smell, trembled and worked his
tongue into the folds of Angelus' foreskin.

Despite his lack of experience, he took pride in the
fact that he seemed to be doing alright, judging from
the moans and murmured praise drifting down from above
him. That incredible cock - cold and big and hard -
was like heaven. Xander simply could not get enough,
and he parted his lips wider in an attempt to take
more of it in. His eyes, almost black with need,
fairly begged for the vampire's completion.
-
Hands curled around Xander's head, Angelus was taking
deep, gasping breaths, struggling not to let go and
just pound into his boy's succulent, willing mouth.
The way Xander was struggling to work himself farther
onto his cock, cheeks bulging, was intensely erotic;
knowing that after just one little taste of cock, his
little slut was desperate to have more, wanting to
take all of it, and it was so tempting to give it to
him, to feed his heavy dick into that hot mortal
throat...

Xander's lips were ruddy, gleaming wetly with saliva
as he worked them around Angelus' thick cock, the skin
shiny and tight from the stretch of it. Tempting as
the idea was, Angelus knew he wasn't really ready for
that yet. His boy was amazing, already learning how
to point his tongue and tease it under the tight seal
of his retracted foreskin, licking 'round in a way
that made Angelus moan with pleasure... there would
be time, later, to teach him how to swallow him down,
how to take every inch. What he was doing now was
enough, more than enough, sublime and heavenly and
perfect.

"So fucking good at this, baby, so good. Want more,
Xander? Want Daddy to let you have a little more,
fill your slutty little mouth with cock? Yes, yeah,
god... you suck cock like a pro, baby, like my own
personal whore. Need it, don't you, Xander? Need
my big cock to fill you up, make you complete."

Angelus tightened his hold, keeping Xander from
following as he slowly pulled his cock free. He
took it in one hand, teasing those sexy lips,
holding Xander's head still. His boy's mouth was
open, glistening with saliva and precome, begging
to be filled again. He fed just the head of his
cock in, teasing, pulling it out and then easing
it back in, stoking his boy's desperation for it.

"Patience, pretty... Daddy's going to give it to
you. Give you as much as you can take." His
actions fulfilled his promise, pushing into the
sweet haven of Xander's wet, wet mouth glacially
slowly, nudging his way inside until he could
feel the cage of Xander's throat around the head
of his cock, hot and trembling.

"That's it... you feel me there, baby, feel the
way Daddy fills you up? Someday Daddy's going
to show you how to take it all, every last inch,
and it'll be just like this, fill up your throat
the way I fill up your mouth. Feels so big,
doesn't it baby? Daddy's got a big dick, just
perfect for a cock-hungry slut like my beautiful
boy. Look so nice, swallowing me down like that.
Suck my cock, baby, show me you like it." He
began thrusting shallowly, slowly, letting
Xander get used to it.

His cock was heavy with blood and arousal, close
to completion, pulsing a steady stream of precome
onto Xander's tongue. He was breathing, sharp,
unnecessary breaths, timed to the steadily
increasing pace by which he fucked Xander's mouth.

"Xander, baby, c'mon... that's it, baby, take it,
take it... gonna come soon, baby, want me to come?
Want Daddy's come in your mouth, all sticky and
sweet? Want Daddy to come all over you again, all
over your pretty face and sexy body? Ah - ah! So
good, Xander, Christ, such a hot, filthy little
mouth, gonna make me come, darling, yes, take it,
oh..."

His cock jerked, the first powerful jolt filling
Xander's mouth, spilling out around his cock, more
than his boy could hold. He pulled out, cock
still spasming, spilling a second stripe of come
on Xander's tongue, a third half-inside, half across
those sinful lips, more. The creamy pulses subsided
slowly, painting his boy's cheeks, his chin, his
glorious open mouth. Angelus shuddered, pleasure
still wracking him, the hot image of his boy coated
in his come driving him higher.

Finally able to relax the hand fisted in that dark
hair, he sent his shaking hand down, trailing through
the wetness gilding Xander's face. Unable to resist,
he thrust two thick fingers into that wicked mouth,
feeling them sink into the silky puddle of come,
rubbing against his boy's sinful tongue, fucking his
fingers in and out as if he couldn't bear to stop
defiling it.

"Fuck, sweetness, what you do to me..." he rasped.
-
Xander swallowed greedily, then gentled his motions
but kept sucking and licking lightly on Angelus'
fingers. He whimpered softly, relishing the taste and
feel of the vampire's come coating his tongue and
face. Love and pride swelled inside his rapidly
beating heart. He'd shown his Daddy what a dirty boy
he could be, and how much he longed to learn even more
ways of making him happy.

"Mm..." He moaned around those long digits, his eyes
traveling down Angelus' magnificent torso to drink in
the sight of that incredible cock, still hard and
dripping with strings of precious fluid. Unable to
resist the temptation, Xander's words were muffled as
he started to beg. "Please Daddy... please let me have
more... You're wet... and... and I need to clean
you... please... won't you let me?"
-
"Go right ahead, baby," Angelus said drowsily, amused at
his eager boy's greediness. "You just take what you
need. Daddy promised to take care of you, didn't he?
And if you just haven't gotten enough cock, Daddy'll
just have to give you more."

Xander's face was all aglow, gleaming wetly where his
come had fallen, and he looked all the world like a
debauched angel, innocence marred with lust, dirty and
spoiled and *gorgeous*, the most beautiful thing
Angelus had ever seen, this precious innocent slowly
falling, willing and joyous, into corruption.

"I'll give you everything you want," he promised, still
half in awe of this strange, unexpected boy, this
miraculous creature that had fallen into his life and
turned into the most perfect lover he could have
dreamt of. He'd just lost so much, and that still
festered in the back of his mind, angry and poisonous,
but he'd gained... oh, more than he would ever have
imagined. It didn't heal the hurt of knowing his
pretties had been murdered, but it eased the ache in
his heart to have fallen in love with such an
exceptional young man, who was quickly proving to be
everything he could want, needy and passionate and
submissive in a way that intoxicated him.

Angelus settled back where the edge of the tub flowed
into counterspace, resting his back against the cool
wall and spreading his legs invitingly.

"There you go," he said kindly. "Daddy's all spread
out and waiting for you. Gonna watch you put that
pretty mouth to work again, let you clean me up just
as much as you want to. You just do what you like,
baby, just enjoy yourself and how it feels to take
care of Daddy."
-
Xander's mouth watered at the sight of his Daddy
offering himself up for him to enjoy. Like an eager
puppy who only wanted to please his master, he went
back on his haunches, and, holding Angelus' eyes
trapped in his, he lovingly kissed and tongued his way
up along the vampire's tender, inner thigh. "You taste
so good, Daddy," he whispered, licking ever closer
towards that huge cock. "Love you so much... never get
enough of you... never..."

His mouth devoured his lover's glistening dick - lips
sucking on bulbous cock cap; tongue probing the slit
in search of more come, groaning as he was rewarded
with a steady stream. His hands trembled as they
closed around the base of his Daddy's cock, tenderly
stroking and loving the weight of that heavy arousal.
He moved his lips until they were caressing up and
down the sides of that gargantuan shaft, wishing with
all of his heart that he could take Angelus' full
length and width inside his mouth.
-
Angelus sighed contentedly and let his head fall back
agaist the bathroom wall, let his eyes flutter shut,
and just focused on enjoying his boy's attentions.
Xander was working him gently, sliding his mouth along
the sides of his cock, soft suction over flesh that
was still shocky and sensitive from his recent orgasm.
He sensed that the peripheral sucking was Xander's way
of tasting all of him, claiming his cock as the boy's,
and he couldn't help but be charmed by it.

"That's nice, baby," he said, wanting Xander to have
no doubt that his sweetly shy 'cleaning' was very
enjoyable. "I love feeling your mouth on me. You're
so good, Xander, such a good boy for taking care of
your daddy this way."
-
Xander reveled in the praise that generously floated
down from above. He took one long lick down the
underside of the vampire's shaft - from the head to
the root - and used the opportunity to bury his nose
into the rich muskiness of wet curls, pressing and
swirling his tongue into the shadowed mystery where
cock met velvety scrotum. He groaned at the intimacy,
his head feeling light as he desire to please and
clean his beautiful vampire possessed his very being.

He brought his mouth back to the head, greedy for the
last traces of come, while his hand moved down to cup
and caress Angelus' balls for the first time. Heavy
eyes glanced up, falling into the hypnotic depths of
his lover's. "Can I wash you, Daddy?" he asked,
pressing little kisses to that delicious foreskin.
"Like you washed me? Please?"

Continued here