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sinandcinnamon) wrote2008-02-16 08:35 pm
sinandcinnamon) wrote2008-02-16 08:35 pm
Entry tags:
Eternal Kiss - To the Office - 2/2
Title: Eternal Kiss – To the Office 2/2
Pairing: Angelus/Xander
Rating/Warnings: This is an AU.
There is strong D/s, there is Daddy!kink, there is affectionate usage of 'slut' and similar, there is schmoopiness.
Warnings for deliberately naughty boys, the resulting spanking, and foodplay in this bit. Still entirely porn at this point.
Author's Notes: This is a collaborative fic from a vampire role-playing community cowritten by![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
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. Previous stories in the Eternal Kiss universe can be found in my memories or tags.
One of Angelus' great hands came to rest on Xander's
lower back, edging up the shirt to touch the warmth
at the dip of his spine. The other handled his boy
more roughly, roaming his ass with a touch that
moved quickly from caressing to kneading, testing
greedily the firm flesh of both cheeks. It rose and
fell too swiftly for Xander to experience any
trepidation, a firm smack whose sound reverberated
through the office.
He cupped his hand there for a moment, feeling the
heat rise through the skin, then drew back to
deliver another.
-
Xander inhaled sharply. The force of Angelus' first
blow causing him to screw his eyes up tightly as the
stinging of his bottom overwhelmed his senses. It
hurt. God, it hurt. But it hurt so good. The vampire
was so strong and that power aroused Xander almost as
much as the way his lover fondled his now burning ass
cheeks. His cock, swollen to bursting point, flexed
and spasmed in vain.
"I'm sorry, Daddy," he cried out in a tremulous voice.
"I didn't mean to be bad." All the while wriggling his
hips and silently urging Angelus for more.
-
Not bothering to respond to the apology, Angelus spent
his energy on setting a steady pace, knowing that to
stop now would only set a bad example. Xander's idea
of "misbehaving" was certainly nothing serious, but
he had asked to be punished, and Angelus did nothing
by halves.
The spanking had started at a strength carefully
measured for its effect, strong enough to sting but
not harm. He could sent the arousal on the air,
knew exactly the effect each stroke had, and as
Xander's ass grew hot and red, the swiftness and
cruelty of each blow intensified, pushing his boy's
limits further and further, seeing how much he
could take.
He paused, a rare break in the rhythm, bending
over the trembling mortal in his lap. His long
fingers moved ceaselessly over the burning skin,
treasuring the involuntary shivers that followed
in their wake, and he put his mouth to Xander's
ear.
"Does baby need more?" he whispered, voice broken
and husky with lust.
-
Xander could feel his ass stinging with each slap of
skin against skin. Panting, his face flushed a deep
cherry-red hue to rival the growing stain on his
backside, his cock nearly exploded when Angelus'
seductive words drifted close to his ear.
"Daddy, please!" pleaded Xander, reduced to a child.
"Don't stop!"
Not only was he insanely aroused by the spanking, but
he was shamelessly begging for more. His ass danced of
its own accord in the vampire's lap, burning and
thrumming with anticipation. The intoxicating mixture
of pleasure and pain brought fresh tears to his eyes.
But he didn't even try to stop them. He was quickly
learning that that saltwater scent had a profound
effect on his lover.
"Please!" he added for good measure. "Daddy, please!
Please don't stop!"
-
Angelus thrilled at the response, more than willing to
continue smacking a bottom already glowing with heat
and tinted candy-apple red. Xander was so amazing,
caught and transformed by the pain, once again going
far beyond Angelus' every expectation.
He pushed eagerly into every stroke Angelus delivered,
his body shocking and jerking as they connected, but
clearly hungry for more. The hand splayed on his
naked back pet him rhythmically, a gentler echo of
the enthusiastic spanking, sleeking a spine wet with
sweat and flexing with every beat.
Angelus was achingly hard, surrounded with the proof
of both Xander's arousal and his tears, the heady
scent of his boy intensifying his own reaction. His
cock pressed impatiently at the closure to his slacks,
eager to be freed and once again buried in the
delicious heat of the pretty boy squirming and arching
on his lap.
-
Tremors of excitement coursed along Xander's spine as
Angelus resumed his spanking with renewed passion. His
ears - filled with the sounds of his own panting and
whimpering - almost drowned out the delicious SMACK
CRACK SLAP against his sizzling hot ass. Xander's
cock, painfully swollen now, spasmed each and every
time Angelus' powerful hand connected with his flesh.
Lightheaded with desire, he honestly had no idea how
much longer he could hold back the inevitable. With
each passing moment he was drawing closer and closer
to the point of no return.
"Daddy, please! I'm gonna... You don't..." Nothing but
incoherent babbling escaped those trembling lips as
Xander flailed in his lover's lap, only serving to
make matters worse. "Oh god! Daddy, please!"
-
The knowledge that he was moments away from forcing
Xander to come just from the smack of his hand on that
beautiful ass hit Angelus in a wave, and only the
reminder that this was meant to be a chastisement
stilled his hand at last. His boy was a moaning,
quivering mass of heat and lust, hovering on the brink
of orgasm, and Angelus found himself taking great
gulping breaths as he struggled to calm himself.
Finally he ran shaking hands over the burning curves
of his boy, his large hands dramatically contrasting
with the deep color they'd instilled. He gathered
Xander up carefully, hardly trusting himself in the
urgency of his lust, and carried him to the great
carved expanse of his desk. He was moving so slowly,
so deliberately, that the violence of his arm
sweeping the surface clean seemed to echo in the
room, and then he gently placed his burden on the
leather-covered surface.
"Stay," he instructed, his voice rougher than Xander
had ever heard it, the frayed threads of his control
clearly visible. His boy knelt on the surface,
obedient: the dirtiest, prettiest thing he'd ever
seen. The dark head hung between slender shoulders,
his thin shirt still rucked high and clinging
obscenely to his sweaty skin, his sweats falling in
tatters to leave him completely exposed, his ass
aglow with a crimson that covered it entirely, fading
into rose and pink fingers at the edges, his bare
feet looking vulnerable and innocent where they
spilled over the edge of the wood.
His cock screamed for attention, but Angelus could
not seem to tear himself away from the vision before
him, and his hands came up to further rend the cloth
from his boy's body, tshirt and pants falling like
eager victims to the strength of his passion, until
the shreds of cloth littered the desk and Xander
knelt quivering on his hands and knees, entirely
naked.
-
Despite the passionate ferocity with which Angelus
shredded his clothing, Xander did as he was told. He
shivered as if chilled, finding it difficult to
maintain his balance on the large desk as his arms and
knees threatened to buckle. With tears running down
his face, he glanced back at his lover, fiery embers
burning in his lust-darkened eyes.
"I want to be good, Daddy," he whispered, his throat
rough as sand paper. "But I... I don't know how. I
want you... I want you too much..."
His plump little ass burning and his cock aching and
dripping copious amount of precome, Xander flicked his
tongue across his bottom lip, teasing and inviting all
at the same time.
"Please don't leave me like this," he begged, his body
quaking violently with desire. "I need you, Daddy.
Please? I tried to be a good boy... Can you forgive
me? For being so bad?"
-
Circling like a predator, Angelus watched his pet with
unblinking eyes, the golden iris a mere sliver around
pupils fully dilated with animal lust. The flick of
that wet tongue forced an unconscious growl from him,
and he strode closer, tracing the wetness of his boy's
lower lip.
"You can't help but be what you are," he said, barely
holding on to himself enough to find the words when
everything in him was telling him to take the beauty
so provocatively displayed before him. "Little boys
can't help but be bad... they need their Daddies to help
them be good, and Daddy knows you tried." His thumb
drifted down, over that pink mouth, down Xander's chin
to his throat, where his hand wrapped around just
firmly enough to be felt.
"Need your Daddy, don't you, baby? Need him to spank
that pretty little ass, and Daddy is more than happy
to do that whenever he thinks you need it, baby. Gonna
work you, train you into the sweet little pet I know
you can be... maybe just keep a little streak of that
naughtiness around, because Daddy loves punishing you.
"Know what else I love, kitten?" He walked around to
the other side of the desk again, his hands trailing
leisurely over his naked boy, fingertips finding the
tempting cleft between rose-red cheeks and stroking it
lightly, teasingly. "Daddy loves to fuck you."
-
"Oh god..." Xander briefly contemplated the
possibility of dying from sheer lust alone. If it
could happen then he couldn't think of a better way
than having it caused by Angelus. The instant he felt
the vampire's touch on his most intimate spot, he
squirmed with desire. "Ahhhh!" he cried out as his
body took over and involuntarily pushed back against
those long fingers. "Please... please fuck me?"
He writhed and bucked atop the desk as he struggled to
control his possessive need. He flushed as he felt
sparks of pleasure dance through his shuddering frame
in response to the maddening movements between his
stinging ass cheeks. He wanted more and he would do
damn near anything to feel that huge, erect cock
plundering his little opening again. "Daddy, please?"
he shamelessly begged. "Fuck me... fuck your dirty
boy... please?"
-
"Such a slut for me, baby. I love it when you beg."
Angelus' purr was filthy with sexual promise, though
his teasing finger deftly avoided Xander's desperate
writhing. "Turn over for me, pretty. Daddy wants to
see you all laid out, hard and aching, just for me."
Somewhere between help and hindrance, his huge hands
roamed Xander's beautiful body as his boy turned over,
delighting in further inflaming the lust he could
clearly see. Xander's abused bottom came to rest just
at the edge of the desk, the long length of his
slender body spread like poetry against the dark
leather. Angelus pinned his thighs open, loving how
they framed his boy's needy cock, so wet, dark with
the blood pulsing within.
He ran one long finger over it, smearing the precome
down the length with a pressure too light to do
anything but torment. "That for me, baby? Is Daddy's
eager little whore all hard from his spanking?"
-
"Only for you, Daddy," Xander murmured, shuddering
beneath the vampire's playful touch. He bit his lip to
keep from climaxing as his painfully swollen cock
lurched and spilled a dollop of precome onto his
abdomen. "Ohhh!" he moaned again, clutching
reflexively at the edges of the desk. He spread his
quivering thighs as far apart as they could possibly
go, offering himself up for Angelus.
Heavy lids fluttered as he desperately fought against
the orgasm threatening to take hold. Merely thinking
about his lover enjoying the tightness of his body to
the fullest, driving his enormous cock repeatedly
inside his ass nearly finished him.
"I like it when you hurt me," Xander managed through
ragged breaths. "I want you to... yeah, I do... more
than anything..." He was writhing again, his puckered
opening twitching in time with his flexing cock. "Will
you hurt me, Daddy? Please? Fuck me... make my ass
hurt... like last night... when I was bleeding for
you... God... for you..."
-
Shuddering under the effect of Xander's words, Angelus
growled in response, quickly stripping out of his
clothes to stand before his boy, powerful and unashamed.
His cock was thick and full, its massive size stark and
unavoidable. He prowled forward, bringing his hips
flush against the burning curves of Xander's ass, that
heavy cock embraced by the furrow between them and
rising proudly above.
He bent over his boy, hands and elbows inching forward
across the desk, pressing their bodies together in
contact that rippled like electricity across him, until
they were face to face, his body blanketing his lover
and pinning him to the surface of the desk.
Growling softly, Angelus grazed the intoxicating flesh
beneath his head, his teeth sharp and dangerous against
the fragile skin. "You're mine, Xander," he said, feral
and warning. "Gonna fuck you, baby, make you hurt, make
you bleed... give you every ecstasy you've ever dreamt
of, make all your dark fantasies come true..."
He breathed deeply, the scent of his mark on the boy
only making him wilder, the hot expanse of aroused
mortality pressed against him a silk flame that he
ached to rub against. "You gorgeous slut of a boy,
so perfect... do things to you that you can't even
imagine, never let you free of me..."
-
It was more than Xander could have ever dreamed of.
Hearing those promises filled his rapidly beating
heart to bursting, and he could not hold back the dam
of tears that flooded from his eyes. Mad with desire,
he let go of the desk and cupped Angelus' face in his
hands, kissing him with a passion that was almost
terrifying in its intensity. He blissfully fed the
vampire his breath, fusing their mouths together as
their tongues dueled. Xander felt his cock pulse and
dribble more hot precome as they kissed and he
trembled beneath Angelus' huge, powerful body, locking
his legs around his lover's waist.
"Please, Daddy," Xander gasped, beside himself with
lust, "I can't stand this much longer..."
It was true. He was already near the edge and he ached
for Angelus to plunge his thick, heavy cock between
his full, ripe buttocks, into his pouting opening and
deep inside his body. He wanted to please the vampire
and let him feel his warm flesh gripping his enormous
prick. It would be heaven.
"Please!" Xander panted. His mind was seared with
desire. "Fuck me!"
-
The kiss was deep, lurid... quenching the fiercest
flames of his desire with the profound connection
between them, easing the smallest measure of his
urgency. Angelus poured himself into it, filling
Xander's mouth with his lust and his tongue,
sucking at the sweet humanity that was so eagerly
given over to him.
He took hold of his cock, putting the barest sliver
of distance between them so that he could drag it
teasingly over his boy. The soft, dry skin at
Xander's entrance pulsed and fluttered against him,
and he circled the velvet breadth of the head there,
shivering at the wanton response of his baby's body.
"This what you want, angel? Daddy's cock?" He
smirked, knowing it was exactly what Xander had
been not-so-secretly yearning for. The tip of it,
buried between cheeks still scarlet from his hand,
throbbed and nudged at Xander's little hole.
Reaching out with one hand, Angelus snagged the
carton of ice cream they'd abandoned earlier, thick
cream molten and liquid and sweet. He dipped his
fingers in it, cool and creamy, and brought them
up to his own mouth to suck clean. He'd neglected
to stock his office with lube - an oversight that
would be corrected as soon as possible - but he
thought this would do.
His other hand continued to tease and torment his
boy. Xander's legs were wrapped snugly around him,
their position enough to keep his cock in place,
and he released it to let his fingers crawl up the
warm expanse of pale golden skin, rubbing
sensually. He scooped up more of the vanilla,
tipping his hand to let it drip and coat his two
fingers again.
"Want some, baby?"
-
Xander, his face contorted into a mask of sheer,
wanton lust, whimpered and nodded enthusiastically. He
craned his neck and captured Angelus' fingers with his
mouth, slowly drawing them between his tingling lips,
all the way up to the knuckle and suckling greedily.
Transfixed by that seductive, wicked grin beaming down
upon him, Xander's feverish need to feel the vampire's
gorgeous, swollen cock splitting his ass apart
consumed him in a blaze of scorching heat.
He couldn't stand it! It was too much!
His body arched off the desk, tremors of intense
pleasure rippling across his skin as his aching
erection jerked of its own accord. His eyes bulging
with ecstasy, he groaned and raked Angelus' arms with
his fingernails in his fit of madness. His lust made
him feel high. He soared up and over. His body
quivered with raw delight as thick wads of come jetted
out of his balls and through his spasming cock,
coating his heaving chest and belly.
-
Xander in the throes of orgasm was always breathtaking,
and this time was no exception. The body beneath his
was sex incarnate, uncurling in technicolor ecstasy,
come spilling from Xander's untouched cock even as his
boy sucked desperately, wantonly, at the thick fingers
in his mouth. Angelus thrust them deeper, gasping as
Xander just moaned and let them in, his lips gliding
over the glistening digits as the vampire worked them
in and out of that addictive mouth before finally
pulling them free.
"Christ, baby, the things you do..." Angelus' lust
for his lover was a dark madness spreading its wings
within his mind, an obsession that he realized could
rob him of all his careful control with one lick of
pink, pretty tongue, one glance from those large,
black-lashed eyes, and for the first time in all his
years on this world, Angelus didn't care. He gave
himself willingly, putting himself into hands that
had clawed wildly at him moments ago and still held
him tightly, trading that control for possession of
the wondrous creature beneath him and judging it
well worth the cost.
His cock was throbbing with suppressed desire, thick
and full, the foreskin a tight ring beneath the
exposed head. Angelus turned his face to Xander's
throat, lapping salt-sweet skin and breathing in the
heady scent of the come splattered over both their
bodies. He pulled back, fingers toying with wet
streaks of it, wishing it was his own come marking
his boy.
It was the easiest thing in the world to pluck up
the still-cool carton, tilting it from high above
so that it spilled a sticky, sputtering stream of
creamy silk over Xander's sated form, the melted
dessert dripping and gliding over clean skin and
melting into the patches of fresh semen, covering
nipples that peaked and stiffened under the cold
flood, falling in perfect rivulets over his boy's
softening cock and down between his legs, his ass.
-
Drifting through a haze of ecstasy Xander shivered and
quaked with delight as aftershocks of orgasm gripped
his senses. Breathless, his chest palpitating wildly,
he was completely unprepared for what happened next.
He hissed with pleasure and surprise as Angelus poured
melted ice cream onto his overheated body, fairly
sizzling as tiny goosebumps rose and peppered his
skin.
"Oh God!" Xander moaned. "That feels so good!"
Bathed in semen and ice cream, Xander lifted a limp
arm with an almighty effort and dragged his fingers
through the mixture. Unable to resist the temptation
he drew his coated digits into his mouth, lavishly
licking them clean. All the while his dazed eyes were
fixed on Angelus, knowing full well that he was
teasing his feral lover and giving him exactly what he
wanted: a very dirty, completely willing to do
anything bundle of need.
"Mmm... it tastes like you," he rasped. "Sweet... cool
and hot..."
His cock was beginning to stiffen all over again,
rising from its nest of damp, dark curls and making a
further mess as the stickiness dripped from his
pulsing shaft. An expression of innocence and sin
shadowed Xander's features, while a little whimper
erupted from the back of his throat. The ice cream was
pooling around his asshole, and he was almost certain
it was drooling its way inside with each and every
twitch of his muscles. His eyes grew wide as he
thrummed with anticipation, wondering what Angelus
might do to him next.
-
"Does it," Angelus said, knowing his little nymph was
trying to further inflame him. His boy's actions were
no less successful for that knowledge, and he found
himself staring hungrily as Xander worked his slick
and messy fingers in and out of his rosy mouth, eyes
full of lust scarcely tempered by the orgasm still
quaking through his frame.
The vampire leaned forward, adding his own tongue to
the wicked display, chasing the potent combination
coating Xander's fingers. His boy's mouth was sticky
and sweet with the sugar, the stronger taste of his
come overtaking it as the kiss deepened. Angelus ran
a broad hand down the hot skin of Xander's side, thumb
occasionally flickering through a trail of melted ice
cream, and finally diverting to quest between where
he had his boy's thighs splayed and pinned to the
desk.
Gravity had sent most of the flood trickling down,
and Xander's eager little hole was sopping wet, cool
with the ivory slick of it, and his fingers slipped
easily inside, just barely breaching him time and
again, teasing Xander with the barest hint of
penetration.
-
Xander threw back his head and groaned softly. "Oh god
Daddy... Aahh, mmmmm." His voice was shaky and low.
Angelus' playful assault on his body only served to
re-ignite the flame of arousal into a blazing fire
storm. Xander whimpered and wriggled his hips in a
vain effort to force the vampire's long, thick fingers
deeper inside his hungry opening.
Unconsciously, he reached one hand up into Angelus'
hair, gently carding the dark, silken strands.
Feelings of savage passion, unbridled lust and sexual
hunger flooded his senses. It was pure, unabated
animal thirst and need that possessed his very being.
Xander let out a loud, torturous wail as both his cock
and ass ached for more of his lover's attention.
"Please?!"
-
His light probing had been enough to assure Angelus
that his boy had healed from their last encounter,
although he honestly wasn't sure he could have stopped
himself at this point. His fingers left Xander just
long enough to position the fat head of his cock at
that dripping entrance, pushing insistently at the
resistance it met there.
His baby was eager, hungry, his body trying its
hardest to take him in, but Angelus knew his size
would always be a challenge for Xander's snug passage
and did what he could to ease the first thrust,
whispering and kissing the gorgeous face turned up
towards him. Xander's cheeks were wet with the
tracks of his earlier tears, gleaming beneath with
aroused desire, and Angelus found his lips bestowing
kiss after tiny kiss all over his cherished face,
even as his hips pushed deeper into the wickedly
tight sheath of his body.
-
Xander felt more overwhelmed with raw need than ever
before. He saw stars as he felt the pressure of his
lover's enormous cock cleaving into the warm tightness
of his aching passage. "Oh, Daddy!" he gasped, melting
under the assault of tender kisses Angelus rained down
upon him. "Fuck me! Oh, God... your cock's so big...
unnh... I love it... so much... aahh..."
He clawed and clutched at the vampire's expanse of
muscled back. Feverishly, he grunted and started
wriggling his hips, eagerly offering up his body to be
plundered and ravaged.
-
Xander's thighs were brands against him, wrapping him
in human heat as he pushed deeper, deeper. Angelus
kissed him roughly, one hand driving deep into his
hair to hold him in place, the other curving around
the top of his ass. Thick fingers digging into his
baby's lower back, he used the leverage to yank him
closer, his cock thrilling at the tight coil of heat
it was forced into.
All his care having been used to temper that first
thrust, Angelus abandoned gentleness in favor of an
animalistic passion, growling and pistoning his thick
cock into Xander on the creamy spill of make-shift
lube. He pulled free of the possessive kiss, turning
the dark head aside to bare his pretty whore's throat,
unable to resist biting his boy.
His sharp teeth closed on flesh but did not break it,
a series of bites designed to inflict the pain his
young lover had taken to so well, a sharp echo of his
relentless fucking. The trail led down the taut line
of the tendon, his teeth leaving curving indentations
in his wake, marking his property in yet another way.
"So good, baby, Christ... could fuck you all night,
keep my pretty boy speared on my cock, lift you up
and make you ride me like this... does baby like it,
like taking that big cock for Daddy? Like being my
dirty little slut, hungry for every inch, spread open
like a whore?"
-
"Yes! Oh god... yes, Daddy! Fuck me!"
Xander was almost screaming out the words, his entire
body aching with the most intense pleasure he'd ever
felt. Sweat peppered his skin and melted into the
mixture of ice cream and semen as he frantically
thrust back, desperate for as much of the vampire's
hard cock as he could possibly get. He bared his neck
in complete submission, fairly whimpering with the
desire to be bitten and marked. He *was* Angelus' boy
and he wanted the whole world to know it.
He grimaced and whipped his ass in a frenzy of
passion, as the super-stretched rim of his opening
sucked uncontrollably around his lover's pounding
girth. Xander flushed hotter, his face contorted with
lust.
"Fuck me, fuck me, Daddy!" he gasped. "I need you so
much!"
-
Xander's wanton submission had Angelus pumping harder,
slamming his cock in with every powerful stroke. His
fingertips pressed deep, bruises blooming on the skin
beneath, vivid marks of his possession that he would
cherish later even as he soothed the pain.
"You're the hottest fucking thing I've ever had," he
gasped out, his insatiable exertion leaving him as
breathless as any human. "Love you, baby, love you
so much..."
Some part of him still held caution, and had him
burying his face in Xander's skin, trying to keep
from biting his boy again so soon, but that piece
was quickly dimming against the luminescence of
his desire. Every smack of their bodies seemed
to echo Xander's heartbeat, until the sound and
the scent and the beautiful, wicked arch of
temptation was too much.
Angelus bit deeply, his fangs sliding into place
like it was where they belonged, thick blood
welling up and spilling into his eager mouth
even as his hips drove forward, pressing him deep
within the perfect, throbbing heat of his boy.
-
Clinging to the vampire, Xander cried out, incoherent
in the ecstasy of his lover's bite; the bliss of being
in Angelus' arms and the thrill of being completely
possessed by the magnificent demon. Aroused past
thinking by the feel of that monstrous cock and the
sound of his master feeding from him, Xander writhed
in Angelus' embrace, rubbing and grinding himself
against his dark lover.
"Angelus, Angelus, Angelus..." He whispered the
vampire's name over and over like a mantra. His
fingers caressed the older man's short dark hair,
tenderly holding him place and urging him to drink and
devour as much as he wanted. There was no question in
his hazy, lust-fogged mind. He would willingly give
ever drop of blood to feed his insatiable lover. "Love
you... love you so much," he added in a ragged
whisper.
-
Unable to speak, Angelus simply closed his eyes,
drinking in his boy's rich, intoxicating blood, the
words of devotion washing over him with a heat that
spread throughout his body, pushing him to the cusp.
He could feel that Xander was his, completely his
own, every drop of delicious blood singing of the boy's
ownership, every flex and pull of his body promising
itself to him. He sucked slower, slower... letting
the ebb of life pour into his mouth as he thrust his
cock deeply within the one he loved.
Finally he pressed his tongue flat over the wound,
still tasting it even as the blood finally came together
and knit itself with the magic of his saliva until it
no longer bled so freely. He continued to lave the
mark, wet and red and so intimate, a symbol of his
possession, of their connection. His strokes grew
harder, more demanding, pushing Xander's young body to
its limits as he tried to sate the savage lust still
burning throughout his being.
"Mine," he said, his eyes capturing and keeping the
dark ones of his beloved. "Mine, Xander, mine...
always belong to me, always be a part of me... Love
you, Xander, more than you can imagine..."
-
Xander drank in every sweet, hushed word of devotion.
His thundering heart was perilously on the verge of
bursting from the flood of emotions he blissfully
drowned in. "Angelus... ohhh... my Angelus... my
love..." he whispered in return.
His gloriously bruised mouth dropped open with a gasp,
and he dug his fingers into Angelus' back as the
vampire's cock struck that magical spot deep inside
him. He jerked his hips forward. The electric touch
forced him back on his lover's monstrous erection. It
drove Angelus impossibly deeper. The pleasure
radiating from his asshole and weeping length was
tremendous!
He moaned in ecstasy as Angelus landed time and again
with a smacking thud against his hungry little bottom,
his lush pubic hair tickling his skin. Sweat droplets
flew in all directions as he thrashed atop the desk.
Angelus' huge, plundering cock dug into his ass.
Xander whimpered uncontrollably as his gorgeous Daddy
repeatedly struck his prostate, and he hissed with
pleasure. Trembling fingers trailed across the
vampire's chest, fondling and pinching his nipples. He
groaned and clenched himself around his lover's
massive invader, his own prick drooling with every
twitch of his muscles.
"Daddy," Xander rasped. "Fuck my ass! Fuck me as hard
as you can!"
-
Angelus growled, his eyes flashing as his temperate
pace was immediately abandoned for something far more
brutal, strong thrusts that had Xander skidding against
the leather-topped desk only to be seized and slammed
back on the vampire's thick cock again. His boy's hips
filled both of his hands, fragile skin darkening against
his fingertips as if Angelus' sins were being etched
through the medium of their growing lust, bruises whose
sharp pain seemed as welcome as the pleasure he sent
jolting through his insatiable boy with every thrust.
"This what you want, baby?" he asked, voice dark and
wicked. "Want me to fuck you right through this desk,
split you open on Daddy's big cock? Pretty little whore
just can't get enough, isn't that right?" He bent his
head, his hair dark and in disarray, making him appear
even more feral as he took one dusky nipple into his
mouth, sucking and biting it until it stuck out, red
and erect and abused.
"Cock-hungry little baby, and Daddy's gonna give you
what you need," he purred, taking Xander's other
nipple and giving it the same treatment, his rough
strokes never faltering. "Come on, pretty, let's
see you spread your legs for Daddy. Show me how
bad my slutty little boy needs it." Xander's thighs,
already wrapped around Angelus' waist, were spread
further. Angelus forced one up, taking Xander's
hand in his own much larger one until his boy realized
what he needed to do and caught hold of his leg, his
ankle up near his throat.
The muscles bulged and tensed, but Angelus knew
exactly where his boy's limits were, and wanted to
push him right up to them, and maybe a little further.
The position let him get in even deeper, until every
cruel stroke felt like he was fucking *inside* his
gorgeous boy, like he was in too deep to ever get
out again.
-
The vampire's steamy office was a heady cocktail of
fragrances; an intoxicating mixture of virile sweat,
musky come and the unmistakable scent of plundered
male bottom. Atop the desk, Xander was lost in supreme
pleasure; his eyes rolling back into his head as the
cries of a wounded animal erupted from his parched
throat. Angelus was so deep inside his body now that
it felt as if the bloated tip was pressing into his
own overheated cock.
"Oh God, I can't believe how big you feel!" Breathless
and panting he locked a gaze wild with desire onto his
dark lover's. "You feel so fucking massive up my ass,
Angelus!"
His entire frame was thrumming with passion; aching,
trembling and on the verge of climax. He tried to
defer the inevitable but as his muscular passage began
to spasm around Angelus' savagely thrusting cock, he
realized it was a losing battle. Desperate to hear how
much he was pleasing the demon ravishing him, he
started to beg.
"Tell me how good it feels, Daddy... Please?! Tell me
how good my ass feels round your cock..."
-
"I can taste you," he said, his voice rough and low.
"Feel you singing in my veins, filling up all the
cold places inside, 'til I'm full of you, 'til you're
everywhere." He licked again at the sealing blossom
of blood on Xander's neck, slow and deep and deliberate,
even as his cock continued its far more relentless and
pounding pace. "And that's how you feel to me, too...
like I'm everywhere in you, so deep that I can never
be free, and I don't want to be.
"And you're so hot, baby, like a fire that I can't keep
away from, squeezing me tight and making me want more
even as I burn..." His grip on Xander's curving,
reddened ass stayed strong and sure but was no longer
as painful, and one hand moved slowly over the curve
of sharp hipbone and glided onto the wet, pretty head
of his cock. "Want you to burn with me, Xander..."
-
Angelus' response sent Xander hurtling to the peak
ecstasy. He drank in every word as if he were a man
left out in the desert for a week, and relished the
possessive ramming of the vampire's cock, driving in
and out of his aching, writhing body and undulating
passage.
"I'm coming!" Xander cried out suddenly. "Oh god, I'm
coming, Daddy!"
The orgasm burst violently deep inside his tummy,
radiating through his cock and asshole, making him
clench even harder around his lover's rigid length. He
groaned and whimpered, drowning in a sea of blinding
pleasure, as scorching-hot semen spewed from his
throbbing prick, gushing all over himself and Angelus.
Xander's dazed smile was shameless as he felt his
creamy release flowing luridly over his tight balls,
down his perineum and coating Angelus' thrusting
shaft. On the edge of blacking out from his intense
climax, Xander eagerly kept bucking and humping
against his immortal master, flexing his throbbing
muscles in an valiant attempt to drain every drop of
come out of Angelus' cock.
-
Angelus let his own orgasm overtake him as his
gorgeous boy found release, his come spilling deep
inside in powerful pulses that sent him into dreamy
afterglow. He eased Xander's leg down, rubbing the
tight muscle to soothe it, but stayed inside him,
unwilling to end their coupling just yet.
Little purrs and growls accompanied his nuzzling,
pleased and sated, lazily scenting and rubbing his
face against the sweaty, delicious skin of his
mortal toy. Angelus let his fingers drift down,
touching the slick tight skin where Xander was
still stretched around his slowly softening cock,
finally pulling free of the incredible body that
drove him to madness and ecstasy so easily.
His come spilled free in a gush as he withdrew,
his fingers busily catching it and feeding it back
into Xander's still-throbbing hole. Angelus drew
up a little, kissing him slowly and gently, only
gradually becoming aware that his pretty slut
hadn't stayed clean long after their bath together,
and could really use another one. He'd have to
settle for a gentle wipe-down, however, at least
until they got back to the hotel.
Snagging the scraps of Xander's torn sweatpants,
he gave Xander a final kiss before leaving him
to wet the cloth. He returned immediately,
running the cool scraps over the sticky trails
the ice cream had left on both their bodies.
-
Xander twitched and shivered, his heavy eyelids
fluttering and his mouth half-opened as sighs and
whimpers escaped his gloriously abused body. Despite
the bliss and tremors of pleasure, he felt incredibly
empty without Angelus' cock filling his ravaged
opening, which clenched and glistened lewdly.
As his overheated synapses started firing again, he
tried to lift his head and gaze up his at lover only
to find it felt as if it weighed a ton. His damp sable
hair dropped back onto the enormous desk, Xander's
thoroughly bruised mouth moving in an effort to form
coherent words.
"That... was... AMAZING!" he gasped out. "The...
best... ever... Angelus... love you..."
Wonderfully exhausted Xander fought against the
inexorable pull of sleep, and savored the myriad
sensations skirting throughout his system. Every
throbbing bite and each aching bruise spoke of
Angelus' possessive devotion. The sting of his earlier
spanking was beginning to seep through and he hissed
sharply through his teeth.
"Won't be able to sit for... well... maybe forever,"
he murmured, tossing the vampire a wicked little
smile. "It hurts, Daddy... hurts good... Can you kiss
it and make it even better? Please?"
-
Angelus smirked at his boy's request, amused by how
quickly Xander was fluttering those dark lashes and
asking for more. "Maybe I'll make it better later...
Daddy wants you to be able to feel it for a while,
want you aching and shivering with it every time you
move." He kissed the dark, full lips before they
could form a pout, lingering longer than was strictly
necessary. 'Addicted,' he thought, but the reproof
didn't bother him as it ought to. For a man who
lived deliberately without weakness, letting Xander
wrap him around his finger occasionally felt like an
indulgence, and he had no urge to fight it, not at
this point.
Reluctantly pulling away, he began to put himself in
order, quickly realizing that Xander's clothes hadn't
survived their encounter. Not that he'd been all
that attached to the dreary things anyhow; Angelus
recalled his intentions to get Xander some better
things, and looked over the naked, debauched boy still
on his desk, fighting the urge to start all over again.
Angelus tilted his head, eying him speculatively. He
had a bit of time before his later appointment, though
he'd have to spend more time on his work and less time
on Xander as the night went on. "Baby?" he said. "You
wanna go shopping with Daddy? Get out of here for a
while and get my boy some pretty things?"
Continued here
Pairing: Angelus/Xander
Rating/Warnings: This is an AU.
There is strong D/s, there is Daddy!kink, there is affectionate usage of 'slut' and similar, there is schmoopiness.
Warnings for deliberately naughty boys, the resulting spanking, and foodplay in this bit. Still entirely porn at this point.
Author's Notes: This is a collaborative fic from a vampire role-playing community cowritten 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. Previous stories in the Eternal Kiss universe can be found in my memories or tags.One of Angelus' great hands came to rest on Xander's
lower back, edging up the shirt to touch the warmth
at the dip of his spine. The other handled his boy
more roughly, roaming his ass with a touch that
moved quickly from caressing to kneading, testing
greedily the firm flesh of both cheeks. It rose and
fell too swiftly for Xander to experience any
trepidation, a firm smack whose sound reverberated
through the office.
He cupped his hand there for a moment, feeling the
heat rise through the skin, then drew back to
deliver another.
-
Xander inhaled sharply. The force of Angelus' first
blow causing him to screw his eyes up tightly as the
stinging of his bottom overwhelmed his senses. It
hurt. God, it hurt. But it hurt so good. The vampire
was so strong and that power aroused Xander almost as
much as the way his lover fondled his now burning ass
cheeks. His cock, swollen to bursting point, flexed
and spasmed in vain.
"I'm sorry, Daddy," he cried out in a tremulous voice.
"I didn't mean to be bad." All the while wriggling his
hips and silently urging Angelus for more.
-
Not bothering to respond to the apology, Angelus spent
his energy on setting a steady pace, knowing that to
stop now would only set a bad example. Xander's idea
of "misbehaving" was certainly nothing serious, but
he had asked to be punished, and Angelus did nothing
by halves.
The spanking had started at a strength carefully
measured for its effect, strong enough to sting but
not harm. He could sent the arousal on the air,
knew exactly the effect each stroke had, and as
Xander's ass grew hot and red, the swiftness and
cruelty of each blow intensified, pushing his boy's
limits further and further, seeing how much he
could take.
He paused, a rare break in the rhythm, bending
over the trembling mortal in his lap. His long
fingers moved ceaselessly over the burning skin,
treasuring the involuntary shivers that followed
in their wake, and he put his mouth to Xander's
ear.
"Does baby need more?" he whispered, voice broken
and husky with lust.
-
Xander could feel his ass stinging with each slap of
skin against skin. Panting, his face flushed a deep
cherry-red hue to rival the growing stain on his
backside, his cock nearly exploded when Angelus'
seductive words drifted close to his ear.
"Daddy, please!" pleaded Xander, reduced to a child.
"Don't stop!"
Not only was he insanely aroused by the spanking, but
he was shamelessly begging for more. His ass danced of
its own accord in the vampire's lap, burning and
thrumming with anticipation. The intoxicating mixture
of pleasure and pain brought fresh tears to his eyes.
But he didn't even try to stop them. He was quickly
learning that that saltwater scent had a profound
effect on his lover.
"Please!" he added for good measure. "Daddy, please!
Please don't stop!"
-
Angelus thrilled at the response, more than willing to
continue smacking a bottom already glowing with heat
and tinted candy-apple red. Xander was so amazing,
caught and transformed by the pain, once again going
far beyond Angelus' every expectation.
He pushed eagerly into every stroke Angelus delivered,
his body shocking and jerking as they connected, but
clearly hungry for more. The hand splayed on his
naked back pet him rhythmically, a gentler echo of
the enthusiastic spanking, sleeking a spine wet with
sweat and flexing with every beat.
Angelus was achingly hard, surrounded with the proof
of both Xander's arousal and his tears, the heady
scent of his boy intensifying his own reaction. His
cock pressed impatiently at the closure to his slacks,
eager to be freed and once again buried in the
delicious heat of the pretty boy squirming and arching
on his lap.
-
Tremors of excitement coursed along Xander's spine as
Angelus resumed his spanking with renewed passion. His
ears - filled with the sounds of his own panting and
whimpering - almost drowned out the delicious SMACK
CRACK SLAP against his sizzling hot ass. Xander's
cock, painfully swollen now, spasmed each and every
time Angelus' powerful hand connected with his flesh.
Lightheaded with desire, he honestly had no idea how
much longer he could hold back the inevitable. With
each passing moment he was drawing closer and closer
to the point of no return.
"Daddy, please! I'm gonna... You don't..." Nothing but
incoherent babbling escaped those trembling lips as
Xander flailed in his lover's lap, only serving to
make matters worse. "Oh god! Daddy, please!"
-
The knowledge that he was moments away from forcing
Xander to come just from the smack of his hand on that
beautiful ass hit Angelus in a wave, and only the
reminder that this was meant to be a chastisement
stilled his hand at last. His boy was a moaning,
quivering mass of heat and lust, hovering on the brink
of orgasm, and Angelus found himself taking great
gulping breaths as he struggled to calm himself.
Finally he ran shaking hands over the burning curves
of his boy, his large hands dramatically contrasting
with the deep color they'd instilled. He gathered
Xander up carefully, hardly trusting himself in the
urgency of his lust, and carried him to the great
carved expanse of his desk. He was moving so slowly,
so deliberately, that the violence of his arm
sweeping the surface clean seemed to echo in the
room, and then he gently placed his burden on the
leather-covered surface.
"Stay," he instructed, his voice rougher than Xander
had ever heard it, the frayed threads of his control
clearly visible. His boy knelt on the surface,
obedient: the dirtiest, prettiest thing he'd ever
seen. The dark head hung between slender shoulders,
his thin shirt still rucked high and clinging
obscenely to his sweaty skin, his sweats falling in
tatters to leave him completely exposed, his ass
aglow with a crimson that covered it entirely, fading
into rose and pink fingers at the edges, his bare
feet looking vulnerable and innocent where they
spilled over the edge of the wood.
His cock screamed for attention, but Angelus could
not seem to tear himself away from the vision before
him, and his hands came up to further rend the cloth
from his boy's body, tshirt and pants falling like
eager victims to the strength of his passion, until
the shreds of cloth littered the desk and Xander
knelt quivering on his hands and knees, entirely
naked.
-
Despite the passionate ferocity with which Angelus
shredded his clothing, Xander did as he was told. He
shivered as if chilled, finding it difficult to
maintain his balance on the large desk as his arms and
knees threatened to buckle. With tears running down
his face, he glanced back at his lover, fiery embers
burning in his lust-darkened eyes.
"I want to be good, Daddy," he whispered, his throat
rough as sand paper. "But I... I don't know how. I
want you... I want you too much..."
His plump little ass burning and his cock aching and
dripping copious amount of precome, Xander flicked his
tongue across his bottom lip, teasing and inviting all
at the same time.
"Please don't leave me like this," he begged, his body
quaking violently with desire. "I need you, Daddy.
Please? I tried to be a good boy... Can you forgive
me? For being so bad?"
-
Circling like a predator, Angelus watched his pet with
unblinking eyes, the golden iris a mere sliver around
pupils fully dilated with animal lust. The flick of
that wet tongue forced an unconscious growl from him,
and he strode closer, tracing the wetness of his boy's
lower lip.
"You can't help but be what you are," he said, barely
holding on to himself enough to find the words when
everything in him was telling him to take the beauty
so provocatively displayed before him. "Little boys
can't help but be bad... they need their Daddies to help
them be good, and Daddy knows you tried." His thumb
drifted down, over that pink mouth, down Xander's chin
to his throat, where his hand wrapped around just
firmly enough to be felt.
"Need your Daddy, don't you, baby? Need him to spank
that pretty little ass, and Daddy is more than happy
to do that whenever he thinks you need it, baby. Gonna
work you, train you into the sweet little pet I know
you can be... maybe just keep a little streak of that
naughtiness around, because Daddy loves punishing you.
"Know what else I love, kitten?" He walked around to
the other side of the desk again, his hands trailing
leisurely over his naked boy, fingertips finding the
tempting cleft between rose-red cheeks and stroking it
lightly, teasingly. "Daddy loves to fuck you."
-
"Oh god..." Xander briefly contemplated the
possibility of dying from sheer lust alone. If it
could happen then he couldn't think of a better way
than having it caused by Angelus. The instant he felt
the vampire's touch on his most intimate spot, he
squirmed with desire. "Ahhhh!" he cried out as his
body took over and involuntarily pushed back against
those long fingers. "Please... please fuck me?"
He writhed and bucked atop the desk as he struggled to
control his possessive need. He flushed as he felt
sparks of pleasure dance through his shuddering frame
in response to the maddening movements between his
stinging ass cheeks. He wanted more and he would do
damn near anything to feel that huge, erect cock
plundering his little opening again. "Daddy, please?"
he shamelessly begged. "Fuck me... fuck your dirty
boy... please?"
-
"Such a slut for me, baby. I love it when you beg."
Angelus' purr was filthy with sexual promise, though
his teasing finger deftly avoided Xander's desperate
writhing. "Turn over for me, pretty. Daddy wants to
see you all laid out, hard and aching, just for me."
Somewhere between help and hindrance, his huge hands
roamed Xander's beautiful body as his boy turned over,
delighting in further inflaming the lust he could
clearly see. Xander's abused bottom came to rest just
at the edge of the desk, the long length of his
slender body spread like poetry against the dark
leather. Angelus pinned his thighs open, loving how
they framed his boy's needy cock, so wet, dark with
the blood pulsing within.
He ran one long finger over it, smearing the precome
down the length with a pressure too light to do
anything but torment. "That for me, baby? Is Daddy's
eager little whore all hard from his spanking?"
-
"Only for you, Daddy," Xander murmured, shuddering
beneath the vampire's playful touch. He bit his lip to
keep from climaxing as his painfully swollen cock
lurched and spilled a dollop of precome onto his
abdomen. "Ohhh!" he moaned again, clutching
reflexively at the edges of the desk. He spread his
quivering thighs as far apart as they could possibly
go, offering himself up for Angelus.
Heavy lids fluttered as he desperately fought against
the orgasm threatening to take hold. Merely thinking
about his lover enjoying the tightness of his body to
the fullest, driving his enormous cock repeatedly
inside his ass nearly finished him.
"I like it when you hurt me," Xander managed through
ragged breaths. "I want you to... yeah, I do... more
than anything..." He was writhing again, his puckered
opening twitching in time with his flexing cock. "Will
you hurt me, Daddy? Please? Fuck me... make my ass
hurt... like last night... when I was bleeding for
you... God... for you..."
-
Shuddering under the effect of Xander's words, Angelus
growled in response, quickly stripping out of his
clothes to stand before his boy, powerful and unashamed.
His cock was thick and full, its massive size stark and
unavoidable. He prowled forward, bringing his hips
flush against the burning curves of Xander's ass, that
heavy cock embraced by the furrow between them and
rising proudly above.
He bent over his boy, hands and elbows inching forward
across the desk, pressing their bodies together in
contact that rippled like electricity across him, until
they were face to face, his body blanketing his lover
and pinning him to the surface of the desk.
Growling softly, Angelus grazed the intoxicating flesh
beneath his head, his teeth sharp and dangerous against
the fragile skin. "You're mine, Xander," he said, feral
and warning. "Gonna fuck you, baby, make you hurt, make
you bleed... give you every ecstasy you've ever dreamt
of, make all your dark fantasies come true..."
He breathed deeply, the scent of his mark on the boy
only making him wilder, the hot expanse of aroused
mortality pressed against him a silk flame that he
ached to rub against. "You gorgeous slut of a boy,
so perfect... do things to you that you can't even
imagine, never let you free of me..."
-
It was more than Xander could have ever dreamed of.
Hearing those promises filled his rapidly beating
heart to bursting, and he could not hold back the dam
of tears that flooded from his eyes. Mad with desire,
he let go of the desk and cupped Angelus' face in his
hands, kissing him with a passion that was almost
terrifying in its intensity. He blissfully fed the
vampire his breath, fusing their mouths together as
their tongues dueled. Xander felt his cock pulse and
dribble more hot precome as they kissed and he
trembled beneath Angelus' huge, powerful body, locking
his legs around his lover's waist.
"Please, Daddy," Xander gasped, beside himself with
lust, "I can't stand this much longer..."
It was true. He was already near the edge and he ached
for Angelus to plunge his thick, heavy cock between
his full, ripe buttocks, into his pouting opening and
deep inside his body. He wanted to please the vampire
and let him feel his warm flesh gripping his enormous
prick. It would be heaven.
"Please!" Xander panted. His mind was seared with
desire. "Fuck me!"
-
The kiss was deep, lurid... quenching the fiercest
flames of his desire with the profound connection
between them, easing the smallest measure of his
urgency. Angelus poured himself into it, filling
Xander's mouth with his lust and his tongue,
sucking at the sweet humanity that was so eagerly
given over to him.
He took hold of his cock, putting the barest sliver
of distance between them so that he could drag it
teasingly over his boy. The soft, dry skin at
Xander's entrance pulsed and fluttered against him,
and he circled the velvet breadth of the head there,
shivering at the wanton response of his baby's body.
"This what you want, angel? Daddy's cock?" He
smirked, knowing it was exactly what Xander had
been not-so-secretly yearning for. The tip of it,
buried between cheeks still scarlet from his hand,
throbbed and nudged at Xander's little hole.
Reaching out with one hand, Angelus snagged the
carton of ice cream they'd abandoned earlier, thick
cream molten and liquid and sweet. He dipped his
fingers in it, cool and creamy, and brought them
up to his own mouth to suck clean. He'd neglected
to stock his office with lube - an oversight that
would be corrected as soon as possible - but he
thought this would do.
His other hand continued to tease and torment his
boy. Xander's legs were wrapped snugly around him,
their position enough to keep his cock in place,
and he released it to let his fingers crawl up the
warm expanse of pale golden skin, rubbing
sensually. He scooped up more of the vanilla,
tipping his hand to let it drip and coat his two
fingers again.
"Want some, baby?"
-
Xander, his face contorted into a mask of sheer,
wanton lust, whimpered and nodded enthusiastically. He
craned his neck and captured Angelus' fingers with his
mouth, slowly drawing them between his tingling lips,
all the way up to the knuckle and suckling greedily.
Transfixed by that seductive, wicked grin beaming down
upon him, Xander's feverish need to feel the vampire's
gorgeous, swollen cock splitting his ass apart
consumed him in a blaze of scorching heat.
He couldn't stand it! It was too much!
His body arched off the desk, tremors of intense
pleasure rippling across his skin as his aching
erection jerked of its own accord. His eyes bulging
with ecstasy, he groaned and raked Angelus' arms with
his fingernails in his fit of madness. His lust made
him feel high. He soared up and over. His body
quivered with raw delight as thick wads of come jetted
out of his balls and through his spasming cock,
coating his heaving chest and belly.
-
Xander in the throes of orgasm was always breathtaking,
and this time was no exception. The body beneath his
was sex incarnate, uncurling in technicolor ecstasy,
come spilling from Xander's untouched cock even as his
boy sucked desperately, wantonly, at the thick fingers
in his mouth. Angelus thrust them deeper, gasping as
Xander just moaned and let them in, his lips gliding
over the glistening digits as the vampire worked them
in and out of that addictive mouth before finally
pulling them free.
"Christ, baby, the things you do..." Angelus' lust
for his lover was a dark madness spreading its wings
within his mind, an obsession that he realized could
rob him of all his careful control with one lick of
pink, pretty tongue, one glance from those large,
black-lashed eyes, and for the first time in all his
years on this world, Angelus didn't care. He gave
himself willingly, putting himself into hands that
had clawed wildly at him moments ago and still held
him tightly, trading that control for possession of
the wondrous creature beneath him and judging it
well worth the cost.
His cock was throbbing with suppressed desire, thick
and full, the foreskin a tight ring beneath the
exposed head. Angelus turned his face to Xander's
throat, lapping salt-sweet skin and breathing in the
heady scent of the come splattered over both their
bodies. He pulled back, fingers toying with wet
streaks of it, wishing it was his own come marking
his boy.
It was the easiest thing in the world to pluck up
the still-cool carton, tilting it from high above
so that it spilled a sticky, sputtering stream of
creamy silk over Xander's sated form, the melted
dessert dripping and gliding over clean skin and
melting into the patches of fresh semen, covering
nipples that peaked and stiffened under the cold
flood, falling in perfect rivulets over his boy's
softening cock and down between his legs, his ass.
-
Drifting through a haze of ecstasy Xander shivered and
quaked with delight as aftershocks of orgasm gripped
his senses. Breathless, his chest palpitating wildly,
he was completely unprepared for what happened next.
He hissed with pleasure and surprise as Angelus poured
melted ice cream onto his overheated body, fairly
sizzling as tiny goosebumps rose and peppered his
skin.
"Oh God!" Xander moaned. "That feels so good!"
Bathed in semen and ice cream, Xander lifted a limp
arm with an almighty effort and dragged his fingers
through the mixture. Unable to resist the temptation
he drew his coated digits into his mouth, lavishly
licking them clean. All the while his dazed eyes were
fixed on Angelus, knowing full well that he was
teasing his feral lover and giving him exactly what he
wanted: a very dirty, completely willing to do
anything bundle of need.
"Mmm... it tastes like you," he rasped. "Sweet... cool
and hot..."
His cock was beginning to stiffen all over again,
rising from its nest of damp, dark curls and making a
further mess as the stickiness dripped from his
pulsing shaft. An expression of innocence and sin
shadowed Xander's features, while a little whimper
erupted from the back of his throat. The ice cream was
pooling around his asshole, and he was almost certain
it was drooling its way inside with each and every
twitch of his muscles. His eyes grew wide as he
thrummed with anticipation, wondering what Angelus
might do to him next.
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"Does it," Angelus said, knowing his little nymph was
trying to further inflame him. His boy's actions were
no less successful for that knowledge, and he found
himself staring hungrily as Xander worked his slick
and messy fingers in and out of his rosy mouth, eyes
full of lust scarcely tempered by the orgasm still
quaking through his frame.
The vampire leaned forward, adding his own tongue to
the wicked display, chasing the potent combination
coating Xander's fingers. His boy's mouth was sticky
and sweet with the sugar, the stronger taste of his
come overtaking it as the kiss deepened. Angelus ran
a broad hand down the hot skin of Xander's side, thumb
occasionally flickering through a trail of melted ice
cream, and finally diverting to quest between where
he had his boy's thighs splayed and pinned to the
desk.
Gravity had sent most of the flood trickling down,
and Xander's eager little hole was sopping wet, cool
with the ivory slick of it, and his fingers slipped
easily inside, just barely breaching him time and
again, teasing Xander with the barest hint of
penetration.
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Xander threw back his head and groaned softly. "Oh god
Daddy... Aahh, mmmmm." His voice was shaky and low.
Angelus' playful assault on his body only served to
re-ignite the flame of arousal into a blazing fire
storm. Xander whimpered and wriggled his hips in a
vain effort to force the vampire's long, thick fingers
deeper inside his hungry opening.
Unconsciously, he reached one hand up into Angelus'
hair, gently carding the dark, silken strands.
Feelings of savage passion, unbridled lust and sexual
hunger flooded his senses. It was pure, unabated
animal thirst and need that possessed his very being.
Xander let out a loud, torturous wail as both his cock
and ass ached for more of his lover's attention.
"Please?!"
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His light probing had been enough to assure Angelus
that his boy had healed from their last encounter,
although he honestly wasn't sure he could have stopped
himself at this point. His fingers left Xander just
long enough to position the fat head of his cock at
that dripping entrance, pushing insistently at the
resistance it met there.
His baby was eager, hungry, his body trying its
hardest to take him in, but Angelus knew his size
would always be a challenge for Xander's snug passage
and did what he could to ease the first thrust,
whispering and kissing the gorgeous face turned up
towards him. Xander's cheeks were wet with the
tracks of his earlier tears, gleaming beneath with
aroused desire, and Angelus found his lips bestowing
kiss after tiny kiss all over his cherished face,
even as his hips pushed deeper into the wickedly
tight sheath of his body.
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Xander felt more overwhelmed with raw need than ever
before. He saw stars as he felt the pressure of his
lover's enormous cock cleaving into the warm tightness
of his aching passage. "Oh, Daddy!" he gasped, melting
under the assault of tender kisses Angelus rained down
upon him. "Fuck me! Oh, God... your cock's so big...
unnh... I love it... so much... aahh..."
He clawed and clutched at the vampire's expanse of
muscled back. Feverishly, he grunted and started
wriggling his hips, eagerly offering up his body to be
plundered and ravaged.
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Xander's thighs were brands against him, wrapping him
in human heat as he pushed deeper, deeper. Angelus
kissed him roughly, one hand driving deep into his
hair to hold him in place, the other curving around
the top of his ass. Thick fingers digging into his
baby's lower back, he used the leverage to yank him
closer, his cock thrilling at the tight coil of heat
it was forced into.
All his care having been used to temper that first
thrust, Angelus abandoned gentleness in favor of an
animalistic passion, growling and pistoning his thick
cock into Xander on the creamy spill of make-shift
lube. He pulled free of the possessive kiss, turning
the dark head aside to bare his pretty whore's throat,
unable to resist biting his boy.
His sharp teeth closed on flesh but did not break it,
a series of bites designed to inflict the pain his
young lover had taken to so well, a sharp echo of his
relentless fucking. The trail led down the taut line
of the tendon, his teeth leaving curving indentations
in his wake, marking his property in yet another way.
"So good, baby, Christ... could fuck you all night,
keep my pretty boy speared on my cock, lift you up
and make you ride me like this... does baby like it,
like taking that big cock for Daddy? Like being my
dirty little slut, hungry for every inch, spread open
like a whore?"
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"Yes! Oh god... yes, Daddy! Fuck me!"
Xander was almost screaming out the words, his entire
body aching with the most intense pleasure he'd ever
felt. Sweat peppered his skin and melted into the
mixture of ice cream and semen as he frantically
thrust back, desperate for as much of the vampire's
hard cock as he could possibly get. He bared his neck
in complete submission, fairly whimpering with the
desire to be bitten and marked. He *was* Angelus' boy
and he wanted the whole world to know it.
He grimaced and whipped his ass in a frenzy of
passion, as the super-stretched rim of his opening
sucked uncontrollably around his lover's pounding
girth. Xander flushed hotter, his face contorted with
lust.
"Fuck me, fuck me, Daddy!" he gasped. "I need you so
much!"
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Xander's wanton submission had Angelus pumping harder,
slamming his cock in with every powerful stroke. His
fingertips pressed deep, bruises blooming on the skin
beneath, vivid marks of his possession that he would
cherish later even as he soothed the pain.
"You're the hottest fucking thing I've ever had," he
gasped out, his insatiable exertion leaving him as
breathless as any human. "Love you, baby, love you
so much..."
Some part of him still held caution, and had him
burying his face in Xander's skin, trying to keep
from biting his boy again so soon, but that piece
was quickly dimming against the luminescence of
his desire. Every smack of their bodies seemed
to echo Xander's heartbeat, until the sound and
the scent and the beautiful, wicked arch of
temptation was too much.
Angelus bit deeply, his fangs sliding into place
like it was where they belonged, thick blood
welling up and spilling into his eager mouth
even as his hips drove forward, pressing him deep
within the perfect, throbbing heat of his boy.
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Clinging to the vampire, Xander cried out, incoherent
in the ecstasy of his lover's bite; the bliss of being
in Angelus' arms and the thrill of being completely
possessed by the magnificent demon. Aroused past
thinking by the feel of that monstrous cock and the
sound of his master feeding from him, Xander writhed
in Angelus' embrace, rubbing and grinding himself
against his dark lover.
"Angelus, Angelus, Angelus..." He whispered the
vampire's name over and over like a mantra. His
fingers caressed the older man's short dark hair,
tenderly holding him place and urging him to drink and
devour as much as he wanted. There was no question in
his hazy, lust-fogged mind. He would willingly give
ever drop of blood to feed his insatiable lover. "Love
you... love you so much," he added in a ragged
whisper.
-
Unable to speak, Angelus simply closed his eyes,
drinking in his boy's rich, intoxicating blood, the
words of devotion washing over him with a heat that
spread throughout his body, pushing him to the cusp.
He could feel that Xander was his, completely his
own, every drop of delicious blood singing of the boy's
ownership, every flex and pull of his body promising
itself to him. He sucked slower, slower... letting
the ebb of life pour into his mouth as he thrust his
cock deeply within the one he loved.
Finally he pressed his tongue flat over the wound,
still tasting it even as the blood finally came together
and knit itself with the magic of his saliva until it
no longer bled so freely. He continued to lave the
mark, wet and red and so intimate, a symbol of his
possession, of their connection. His strokes grew
harder, more demanding, pushing Xander's young body to
its limits as he tried to sate the savage lust still
burning throughout his being.
"Mine," he said, his eyes capturing and keeping the
dark ones of his beloved. "Mine, Xander, mine...
always belong to me, always be a part of me... Love
you, Xander, more than you can imagine..."
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Xander drank in every sweet, hushed word of devotion.
His thundering heart was perilously on the verge of
bursting from the flood of emotions he blissfully
drowned in. "Angelus... ohhh... my Angelus... my
love..." he whispered in return.
His gloriously bruised mouth dropped open with a gasp,
and he dug his fingers into Angelus' back as the
vampire's cock struck that magical spot deep inside
him. He jerked his hips forward. The electric touch
forced him back on his lover's monstrous erection. It
drove Angelus impossibly deeper. The pleasure
radiating from his asshole and weeping length was
tremendous!
He moaned in ecstasy as Angelus landed time and again
with a smacking thud against his hungry little bottom,
his lush pubic hair tickling his skin. Sweat droplets
flew in all directions as he thrashed atop the desk.
Angelus' huge, plundering cock dug into his ass.
Xander whimpered uncontrollably as his gorgeous Daddy
repeatedly struck his prostate, and he hissed with
pleasure. Trembling fingers trailed across the
vampire's chest, fondling and pinching his nipples. He
groaned and clenched himself around his lover's
massive invader, his own prick drooling with every
twitch of his muscles.
"Daddy," Xander rasped. "Fuck my ass! Fuck me as hard
as you can!"
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Angelus growled, his eyes flashing as his temperate
pace was immediately abandoned for something far more
brutal, strong thrusts that had Xander skidding against
the leather-topped desk only to be seized and slammed
back on the vampire's thick cock again. His boy's hips
filled both of his hands, fragile skin darkening against
his fingertips as if Angelus' sins were being etched
through the medium of their growing lust, bruises whose
sharp pain seemed as welcome as the pleasure he sent
jolting through his insatiable boy with every thrust.
"This what you want, baby?" he asked, voice dark and
wicked. "Want me to fuck you right through this desk,
split you open on Daddy's big cock? Pretty little whore
just can't get enough, isn't that right?" He bent his
head, his hair dark and in disarray, making him appear
even more feral as he took one dusky nipple into his
mouth, sucking and biting it until it stuck out, red
and erect and abused.
"Cock-hungry little baby, and Daddy's gonna give you
what you need," he purred, taking Xander's other
nipple and giving it the same treatment, his rough
strokes never faltering. "Come on, pretty, let's
see you spread your legs for Daddy. Show me how
bad my slutty little boy needs it." Xander's thighs,
already wrapped around Angelus' waist, were spread
further. Angelus forced one up, taking Xander's
hand in his own much larger one until his boy realized
what he needed to do and caught hold of his leg, his
ankle up near his throat.
The muscles bulged and tensed, but Angelus knew
exactly where his boy's limits were, and wanted to
push him right up to them, and maybe a little further.
The position let him get in even deeper, until every
cruel stroke felt like he was fucking *inside* his
gorgeous boy, like he was in too deep to ever get
out again.
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The vampire's steamy office was a heady cocktail of
fragrances; an intoxicating mixture of virile sweat,
musky come and the unmistakable scent of plundered
male bottom. Atop the desk, Xander was lost in supreme
pleasure; his eyes rolling back into his head as the
cries of a wounded animal erupted from his parched
throat. Angelus was so deep inside his body now that
it felt as if the bloated tip was pressing into his
own overheated cock.
"Oh God, I can't believe how big you feel!" Breathless
and panting he locked a gaze wild with desire onto his
dark lover's. "You feel so fucking massive up my ass,
Angelus!"
His entire frame was thrumming with passion; aching,
trembling and on the verge of climax. He tried to
defer the inevitable but as his muscular passage began
to spasm around Angelus' savagely thrusting cock, he
realized it was a losing battle. Desperate to hear how
much he was pleasing the demon ravishing him, he
started to beg.
"Tell me how good it feels, Daddy... Please?! Tell me
how good my ass feels round your cock..."
-
"I can taste you," he said, his voice rough and low.
"Feel you singing in my veins, filling up all the
cold places inside, 'til I'm full of you, 'til you're
everywhere." He licked again at the sealing blossom
of blood on Xander's neck, slow and deep and deliberate,
even as his cock continued its far more relentless and
pounding pace. "And that's how you feel to me, too...
like I'm everywhere in you, so deep that I can never
be free, and I don't want to be.
"And you're so hot, baby, like a fire that I can't keep
away from, squeezing me tight and making me want more
even as I burn..." His grip on Xander's curving,
reddened ass stayed strong and sure but was no longer
as painful, and one hand moved slowly over the curve
of sharp hipbone and glided onto the wet, pretty head
of his cock. "Want you to burn with me, Xander..."
-
Angelus' response sent Xander hurtling to the peak
ecstasy. He drank in every word as if he were a man
left out in the desert for a week, and relished the
possessive ramming of the vampire's cock, driving in
and out of his aching, writhing body and undulating
passage.
"I'm coming!" Xander cried out suddenly. "Oh god, I'm
coming, Daddy!"
The orgasm burst violently deep inside his tummy,
radiating through his cock and asshole, making him
clench even harder around his lover's rigid length. He
groaned and whimpered, drowning in a sea of blinding
pleasure, as scorching-hot semen spewed from his
throbbing prick, gushing all over himself and Angelus.
Xander's dazed smile was shameless as he felt his
creamy release flowing luridly over his tight balls,
down his perineum and coating Angelus' thrusting
shaft. On the edge of blacking out from his intense
climax, Xander eagerly kept bucking and humping
against his immortal master, flexing his throbbing
muscles in an valiant attempt to drain every drop of
come out of Angelus' cock.
-
Angelus let his own orgasm overtake him as his
gorgeous boy found release, his come spilling deep
inside in powerful pulses that sent him into dreamy
afterglow. He eased Xander's leg down, rubbing the
tight muscle to soothe it, but stayed inside him,
unwilling to end their coupling just yet.
Little purrs and growls accompanied his nuzzling,
pleased and sated, lazily scenting and rubbing his
face against the sweaty, delicious skin of his
mortal toy. Angelus let his fingers drift down,
touching the slick tight skin where Xander was
still stretched around his slowly softening cock,
finally pulling free of the incredible body that
drove him to madness and ecstasy so easily.
His come spilled free in a gush as he withdrew,
his fingers busily catching it and feeding it back
into Xander's still-throbbing hole. Angelus drew
up a little, kissing him slowly and gently, only
gradually becoming aware that his pretty slut
hadn't stayed clean long after their bath together,
and could really use another one. He'd have to
settle for a gentle wipe-down, however, at least
until they got back to the hotel.
Snagging the scraps of Xander's torn sweatpants,
he gave Xander a final kiss before leaving him
to wet the cloth. He returned immediately,
running the cool scraps over the sticky trails
the ice cream had left on both their bodies.
-
Xander twitched and shivered, his heavy eyelids
fluttering and his mouth half-opened as sighs and
whimpers escaped his gloriously abused body. Despite
the bliss and tremors of pleasure, he felt incredibly
empty without Angelus' cock filling his ravaged
opening, which clenched and glistened lewdly.
As his overheated synapses started firing again, he
tried to lift his head and gaze up his at lover only
to find it felt as if it weighed a ton. His damp sable
hair dropped back onto the enormous desk, Xander's
thoroughly bruised mouth moving in an effort to form
coherent words.
"That... was... AMAZING!" he gasped out. "The...
best... ever... Angelus... love you..."
Wonderfully exhausted Xander fought against the
inexorable pull of sleep, and savored the myriad
sensations skirting throughout his system. Every
throbbing bite and each aching bruise spoke of
Angelus' possessive devotion. The sting of his earlier
spanking was beginning to seep through and he hissed
sharply through his teeth.
"Won't be able to sit for... well... maybe forever,"
he murmured, tossing the vampire a wicked little
smile. "It hurts, Daddy... hurts good... Can you kiss
it and make it even better? Please?"
-
Angelus smirked at his boy's request, amused by how
quickly Xander was fluttering those dark lashes and
asking for more. "Maybe I'll make it better later...
Daddy wants you to be able to feel it for a while,
want you aching and shivering with it every time you
move." He kissed the dark, full lips before they
could form a pout, lingering longer than was strictly
necessary. 'Addicted,' he thought, but the reproof
didn't bother him as it ought to. For a man who
lived deliberately without weakness, letting Xander
wrap him around his finger occasionally felt like an
indulgence, and he had no urge to fight it, not at
this point.
Reluctantly pulling away, he began to put himself in
order, quickly realizing that Xander's clothes hadn't
survived their encounter. Not that he'd been all
that attached to the dreary things anyhow; Angelus
recalled his intentions to get Xander some better
things, and looked over the naked, debauched boy still
on his desk, fighting the urge to start all over again.
Angelus tilted his head, eying him speculatively. He
had a bit of time before his later appointment, though
he'd have to spend more time on his work and less time
on Xander as the night went on. "Baby?" he said. "You
wanna go shopping with Daddy? Get out of here for a
while and get my boy some pretty things?"
Continued here
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(BTW - thanks for the add!)
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Thank you so much for posting. Lovely Valentine's present.
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I iz ded.
~Alice~
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Thank you so much! I tend to be pretty liberal about my taste in pairings, but I do appreciate that some are more difficult than others, and I'm very flattered that you think I do a good job with this particular one :) There is still plenty more hotness forthcoming, though real life has been keeping me from getting it posted. Hopefully soon!
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Thanks so much for the feedback, too... I'm glad you're enjoying it!
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Excited about it and Waiting patiently.:(
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