Old Friends

Part 3

Spike’s P.O.V.

~Mmm. Nothin’ better than dreamin’ of the Caped Crusader runnin’ ’is tongue over me tackle. Slowly suckin’ on me knackers, rollin’ ’em around in ’is mouth. Strong hands pushin’ the insides o’ my thighs apart. Lips travelin’ lower, tracin’ them down, rough tongue pressin’ into me ho-ooh, bloody hell, this isn’t a dream.~

~I snap open me eyes, an’ stare down at ’im. He’s lyin’ there, head between me thighs, grinnin’ up at me.~

“Sorry… did I wake you?”

“You bloody well know ya did. Impatience get the better of ya, Peaches?”

~Don’t waste your time smirkin’ at me, I got better uses you can put that mouth to.~

“Well, I got bored. You were sleeping. I had to find something to entertain myself.”

~A long drag of that talented tongue over the length of me shaft.~

“Then by all means, carry on entertainin’ yerself. Don’t go ’round accusin’ me o’ interruptin’ a bloke on a mission.”

~I smile down at ’im, an’ run me fingers through ’is hair. Ooh, he likes that, leans into my touch like a cat. Woulda bet he’d be more sensitive about ’is new coif.~

“Remember this?”

~He opens ’is mouth an’ takes me in whole, an’ fuck me if I don’t remember all the reasons the moon an’ stars shone for Angelus. Never in this life, or the last, have I ever had anyone that compared to him. That sweet mouth o’ his closin’ around me, an’ puttin’ jes’ the right amount of pressure on all the right bits – like he knows. An’ he does. Knows all the perfect spots to touch, make me forget me name, he does. Almost like I was made for him. Oh yeah… I was. But I can’t think too much on that at the moment, all I can think on is how effin’ phenomenal this feels. Nothin’ like this. Nothin’ at all like this. Sweet mouth. Sinfully fuckin’ sweet mouth full o’ me cock, slidin’ up an’ down, an’ bloody hell this is too much.~

“I remember. I remember. Fuck me, Angel, I remember.”

~Yeah, I’m babblin’… what of it?~

“You know, Will… I’m sensing you’re not really into this. You want me to stop?”

~Are you stoned? Lookin’ down at ’im, I see ’im givin’ me that Cheshire cat grin. Very funny, wanker.~

“Yes, Angel. I want you to stop talkin’. Shut yer gob, an’ get back to work.”

~There, now… where was I? Aah, yeah – Angel’s mouth.~

“Will?”

“Now what?”

“I can’t give you an effective blowjob with my mouth shut.”

“Oh. That. Does. It.”

~Yeah, now I’m gonna flip on top o’ you, an’ yer gonna be a good boy, an’ suck away this lil’ problem you’ve created. Teach ya to tease me.~

“Yanno – it dawns on me that ya wanted me in this position the whole time.”

~Sittin’ on yer chest, yer hands creepin’ slowly up my hips, starin’ up at me an’ lickin’ yer lips… yeah, you planned this. I’m not complainin’… I’m jes’ sayin.~

“You caught me, Will.”

~Cor… The way yer lookin’ at me is sendin’ flashes straight to me groin. Lookin’ at me like I’m the only thing in the world you wanna see right now. Fuck, don’t let this be some mind screw… Not like this. Don’t look at me like this unless you mean it.~

“What’re ya doin’ Angel.”

~Oi… I didn’t intend that to come out as breathy as it sounds.~

“Just thinking.”

~God! Jes’ usin’ yer finger tips to glide over me back, starin’ into my eyes like ya wanna tell me the secrets to the world. What the hell are ya doin’ to my head? My body’s got these little tremors shakin’ it every time yer fingers make those soft connections with my flesh. Bolts of electricity threadin’ through me, makin’ me tremble at yer touch. How the hell are ya doin’ this?~

“About what?”

~An’ I don’t care that it came out as a moan. Cause it feels so bloody good, an’ I don’t want it to stop.~

“About how much I’ve missed seeing you this way. That look on your face.”

~Don’t do this, Angel. Don’t do this to my head.~

“Angel…”

~Pulllin’ me down. Yeah. Closer. This is what I need. Closer. Kiss you, an’ feel you, an’ I’m pressed against you… an’ yer here, an’ yer not turnin’ me away, an’ it’s me you want. This is all yer fault. Your fault, cause yer kissin’ me so soft, an’ yer caressin’ me even softer, an’ yer arms are pullin’ me in tighter, an’ yer hands are movin’ to me hips, an’ shiftin’ them so our cocks meet, an’ bloody hell, there go the tremors again.~

“Will… fuck… let me taste you.”

~How am I gonna do this? I can’t have yer mouth on me right now… not now, when all I want’s my mouth on you. Oh. Yeah. I can do this. Turn on me side, slide down you, an’ pull your thickness between my lips, push mine against yours. Yeah… now this is how it oughta be. Your shaft movin’ in short little thrusts into my mouth, an’ mine into yours, an’ yer archin’ against me, an’ moanin’ around me cock. Pull back your foreskin in hard little tugs, slip my tongue against the rim an’ the tip, an’ fuck, yer doin’ the same, an’ I take you down again, an’ purr deep in me chest so ya feel it vibrate against yer length. Yer cock is twitchin’ in me mouth, pulsatin’ an’ twitchin’ an’ I feel the tightness in me sac movin’ up to flood yer mouth with me, an’ fuck Angel… Fuck Angel… it’s so good… come with me. Come with me… An’ now I’m tastin’ you, an’ it’s smooth an’ slick an’ makin’ me spurt harder into yer wet mouth, an’ my head’s gonna cave in, cause this is so bloody erotic.~

“Fuck, Angel…”

“Later… I have to find my knees first.”

~An’ I’m layin’ back an’ laughin’ a bit, an’ now he’s flat against the bed an’ laughin’… an’ neither one of us can figure out why we’re laughin’… but we are.~

“That good, eh?”

“It was mind blowing. Remind me why we stopped doing this again?”

“Eh… Vampire with a soul, cursey cursed to walk the earth… ring any bells? Oh. Shit. The curse!”

“Don’t worry about it, Will.”

~I shouldn’t worry about it?~

“Not me I’m worried about, mate. Not so much, anyway.”

~Not that I wouldn’t like to see Grr-boy back in action again, but hey… I kinda like this new an’ improved Angel. Reminds me of Angelus… back in the day, anyway.~

“Everything’s alright. Powers made it permanent.”

~Powers? As in ‘The Powers That Be’? Who’s Angel cavortin’ with these days? For fucks sake, he’s a… wait half a mo’…~

“Permanent? An’ ya haven’t shagged Slayer yet?”

“She’s not who I wanna ‘shag’, Will.”

~Well… Okay.~

“So… wanna shag, then?”

~Smilin’ at me with that big toothy grin.~

“You’re ready to go again?”

~Actually… I jes’ wanna know if it’s me ya wanna shag… but if you insist.~

“Are you?”

~Oh. Bloody hell. He’s reached down an’ he’s strokin’ himself, an’ lookin’ at me. No… I gotta get a proper view o’ this. I’ll sit up, an’ move back on the bed… jes’ watch him some. Now that’s nice. Puttin’ on a lil show for me. Go on, then… show me.~

“You always were a voyeur, you know that, boy?”

~Fuck! Could get me nut jes’ hearin’ him say that… ‘boy’… fuck fuck fuck. S’been a long time since I was his ‘boy’… Somethin’ about hearin’ him say it now… ahh, I’m hard again… painfully so – pressed up against me stomach. But I’m gonna keep watchin’. Cause I like to. Cause he’s effin’ gorgeous, all muscles flexin’, dark eyes glitterin’…~

“Worked out… what with you bein’ an exhibitionist, an’ all.”

“I knew there was a damned good reason I picked you.”

“Yeah, that an’ I got the best arse ya ever saw.”

“Ever hear me argue that point?”

“Come to think on it… no. Guess I got a swelled head for good cause, then.”

“Your head’s not the only thing that’s swollen.”

~Yeah… he’s right… I’m throbbin’ an leakin’ all over. Maybe I’ll jes’ have me’self a nice wank, an’ watch ’im some more.~

“Like somethin’ yer seein’, Angel?”

~Lickin’ ’is lips, an’ starin’ at me tackle – I’m not the only voyeur in the family, yanno.~

“Did you bring anything?”

~Anything? Oh. Lube. Shit.~

“No… left in a bit of a rush.”

~His eyes are dark, an’ he’s lookin’ at me like… like we look at prey… an’ I reckon that makes me the main course.~

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