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snoggedTitle: Changing the Rules
Author: snogged
Rating: NC-17/FRAO
Pairing: Spike/Angel
Warnings: male/male, Dom!Spike, sex toys
Disclaimer: Joss Whedon owns them. I don't. Please don't sue.
Beta: the fabulous![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
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Fordischargie who requested:
Pairing: Angel(us)/Spike
Preferred Rating: NC17
Summary of Bunny: It's your choice if Angel or Angelus. I want something hot and maybe some sey toys like a gag or a butt plug or a vibrator. And I would love it if Angel(us) is on the receiving end
"Spike, what the hell are you doing up here?"
Angel had been in the midst of peeling of his slimy, dirty, demon-spattered clothes when his blond childe had pushed his way passed the elevator doors. He was carrying a black, leather duffel bag and he looked like a vampire on a do-or-die mission. Angel couldn't remember the last time Spike had looked at him like that. It was oddly unnerving.
Spike ignored the question, sauntered towards the bed, and tossed the duffel on the custom-made Italian comforter. He flashed Angel a mischievous look and unzipped the bag. First, he pulled out a silky, red cloth and laid it carefully on the mattress. Then, he started to pull out the bag's contents, reverently placing a kiss on top of each item before setting it on the fabric.
"Spike, I am in no mood for whatever game you think you're trying to play."
Angel glanced down at the items that Spike had brought along and felt his dick instantly twitch and harden. Well, maybe he could play for a little while. There was something wickedly tempting about the idea of thrusting that thick, black vibrator up Spike's scrawny, pale ass. The last time he had done something like that latex hadn't even been invented yet. It was a good thing that vampires didn't have to worry about infections because Spike had splinters up his hole for a good week.
Spike pulled out the last item, which was a pair of steel handcuffs, and dangled them in front of Angel like a carrot on a stick. Angel's tongue darted passed his lips and he licked them in anticipation.
"I think you'll like this game, sire," Spike said finally. "Now strip."
Angel's mouth dropped slightly. Who did Spike think he was? Spike didn't give orders. Spike was a dirty, little slut trained to bend over at the snap of his fingers. "Excuse me?"
"I said strip, mate. Unless you want me to do it for you." He waggled his eyebrows suggestively and cocked his head. "And if I do it, it won't be gentle."
Angel rolled his eyes and sighed. He had already taken off his shirt and he planned on taking his pants off anyways so it wasn't a huge deal. Besides, taking off his clothes meant Spike would be walking around with that fat, black cock in his ass that much sooner. He popped the button on his jeans and yanked down the zipper. The metal teeth quickly crackled apart, releasing his throbbing erection from it's confines. Lucky for both of them, he had chosen to go commando today.
"Now, pull those pants off and bend over the edge of the bed," Spike's breath had noticeably hitched at the sight of Angel's cock. He needed this to happen. Needed to take the reigns and make Angel beg for it. For one night in life, he wanted to have control.
Angel snorted. "I think you got that backwards, peaches. You do the bending around here."
"Not tonight, I don't. Now, get your bloody ass on the bed." Spike could feel his temper starting to bubble beneath the surface. Angel needed to learn that reciprocation was important in any relationship.
Angel moved to the side of the bed, amused by Spike's attempt to dominate the situation. He figured he'd let Spike think he was in control and then, when the blond was least expecting it, turn the tables on him. He bent over at the waist, letting the edge of the bed press into his stomach.
Spike got into position behind him and reached for Angel's wrists, cuffing them behind his back with the steel rings.
"What the fuck, Spike?" Angel shouted in surprise at the sudden restriction.
Spike leaned across Angel's back and ran his tongue across the expanse of Angel's throat. "It's all in good fun, lover. If you behave, I promise not to gag you."
"If you don't want to end up as dust on the bottom of my shoes, you'd better not gag me." Angel growled, shifting into game face and craning his neck in an effort to intimidate his childe.
"Tsk. Tsk. Angel. You don't get to make up the rules tonight."
He picked up the bottle of lube and squirted a copious amount onto his middle and index fingers before pressing them against Angel's tight rosebud. "Come on, baby. Relax for daddy."
Angel grunted in surprise and forced his body to relax. Spike was calling himself daddy?! That wasn't how it worked. Spike was so going to get spanked for that later. But for now, Angel's body was greedy for whatever Spike had in mind.
Spike wiggled his fingers inside Angel's slowly loosening hole, letting his sire feel the burn and piling up the lusty thoughts that were taking over Angel's mind.
Next, Spike grabbed the cyberskin butt plug and popped out his fingers. Angel hissed in irritation and thrust his ass into Spike's face. Spike smiled thoughtfully and swiftly pushed the butt plug into Angel's ass. The thinner part went in easily but the bulbous end needed a helpful shove.
Spike watched as Angel's body adjusted to the plug and he tapped his fingers against the smooth end, amused by Angel's jerking reaction. The brunet vampire looked absolutely helpless and Spike could swear that he had never seen anything hotter.
He rolled Angel onto his back and captured his lips in a hungry kiss. "Don't let it fall out, pet."
Angel slid onto the floor into a sitting position and Spike wrapped his legs around Angel's waist. Their tongues slipped and swirled around each other, dueling like horny swordsmen. Their dicks brushed and rubbed against each other in an attempt to make the fire between them burn that much hotter.
"Wouldn't you rather have your cock up there?" Angel whispered, shifting slightly and clenching his ass cheeks together in a desperate attempt to keep the plug locked in place.
Spike pulled back and smirked. His response was not the one Angel had been looking for. "Nah, you're gonna keep in there till I say otherwise, mate. Now, how 'bout you get that cute ass of yours in the shower and get those demon guts out of your hair. Unless you were planning on trying a new hair gel, of course."
Angel groaned and chewed on his bottom lip. He wanted to cum so damn badly and that seemed to be at the bottom of Spike's list of priorities. "Will you unlock my hands then?"
"Nope. I'm not stupid, lover. If I unlocked those hands, you'd have me bent over your knee and you'd be pounding my ass bloody red with that massive hand of yours."
Angel's lips curled at the thought. Spike's ass did look stunning in a brilliant shade of red. But at this point, his brain was more focused on the orgasmic bliss he was currently being denied.
"How do you expect to take a shower with my hands tied behind my back and my ass shoved full with latex?"
"You're a smart boy, mate. I imagine that hot, little brain of yours can come up all with all kinds of solutions."
Spike kissed him roughly and rose to his feet. Angel glowered at him through hooded lashes from his spot on the floor. Getting up without the use of his hands was not an easy task and the butt plug made it no easier. "Fine, you're coming in the shower with me."
After watching Angel suffer for a few minutes, Spike finally leaned over and helped hoist Angel to his feet. Gravity threatened the plug's fate but Angel wasn't going to let Spike win anymore than he already had. Once these cuffs came off, Spike was going to get what was coming to him. After Spike fucked him silly, of course.
Author: snogged
Rating: NC-17/FRAO
Pairing: Spike/Angel
Warnings: male/male, Dom!Spike, sex toys
Disclaimer: Joss Whedon owns them. I don't. Please don't sue.
Beta: the fabulous
nero_nailpolishFor
dischargie who requested: Pairing: Angel(us)/Spike
Preferred Rating: NC17
Summary of Bunny: It's your choice if Angel or Angelus. I want something hot and maybe some sey toys like a gag or a butt plug or a vibrator. And I would love it if Angel(us) is on the receiving end
"Spike, what the hell are you doing up here?"
Angel had been in the midst of peeling of his slimy, dirty, demon-spattered clothes when his blond childe had pushed his way passed the elevator doors. He was carrying a black, leather duffel bag and he looked like a vampire on a do-or-die mission. Angel couldn't remember the last time Spike had looked at him like that. It was oddly unnerving.
Spike ignored the question, sauntered towards the bed, and tossed the duffel on the custom-made Italian comforter. He flashed Angel a mischievous look and unzipped the bag. First, he pulled out a silky, red cloth and laid it carefully on the mattress. Then, he started to pull out the bag's contents, reverently placing a kiss on top of each item before setting it on the fabric.
"Spike, I am in no mood for whatever game you think you're trying to play."
Angel glanced down at the items that Spike had brought along and felt his dick instantly twitch and harden. Well, maybe he could play for a little while. There was something wickedly tempting about the idea of thrusting that thick, black vibrator up Spike's scrawny, pale ass. The last time he had done something like that latex hadn't even been invented yet. It was a good thing that vampires didn't have to worry about infections because Spike had splinters up his hole for a good week.
Spike pulled out the last item, which was a pair of steel handcuffs, and dangled them in front of Angel like a carrot on a stick. Angel's tongue darted passed his lips and he licked them in anticipation.
"I think you'll like this game, sire," Spike said finally. "Now strip."
Angel's mouth dropped slightly. Who did Spike think he was? Spike didn't give orders. Spike was a dirty, little slut trained to bend over at the snap of his fingers. "Excuse me?"
"I said strip, mate. Unless you want me to do it for you." He waggled his eyebrows suggestively and cocked his head. "And if I do it, it won't be gentle."
Angel rolled his eyes and sighed. He had already taken off his shirt and he planned on taking his pants off anyways so it wasn't a huge deal. Besides, taking off his clothes meant Spike would be walking around with that fat, black cock in his ass that much sooner. He popped the button on his jeans and yanked down the zipper. The metal teeth quickly crackled apart, releasing his throbbing erection from it's confines. Lucky for both of them, he had chosen to go commando today.
"Now, pull those pants off and bend over the edge of the bed," Spike's breath had noticeably hitched at the sight of Angel's cock. He needed this to happen. Needed to take the reigns and make Angel beg for it. For one night in life, he wanted to have control.
Angel snorted. "I think you got that backwards, peaches. You do the bending around here."
"Not tonight, I don't. Now, get your bloody ass on the bed." Spike could feel his temper starting to bubble beneath the surface. Angel needed to learn that reciprocation was important in any relationship.
Angel moved to the side of the bed, amused by Spike's attempt to dominate the situation. He figured he'd let Spike think he was in control and then, when the blond was least expecting it, turn the tables on him. He bent over at the waist, letting the edge of the bed press into his stomach.
Spike got into position behind him and reached for Angel's wrists, cuffing them behind his back with the steel rings.
"What the fuck, Spike?" Angel shouted in surprise at the sudden restriction.
Spike leaned across Angel's back and ran his tongue across the expanse of Angel's throat. "It's all in good fun, lover. If you behave, I promise not to gag you."
"If you don't want to end up as dust on the bottom of my shoes, you'd better not gag me." Angel growled, shifting into game face and craning his neck in an effort to intimidate his childe.
"Tsk. Tsk. Angel. You don't get to make up the rules tonight."
He picked up the bottle of lube and squirted a copious amount onto his middle and index fingers before pressing them against Angel's tight rosebud. "Come on, baby. Relax for daddy."
Angel grunted in surprise and forced his body to relax. Spike was calling himself daddy?! That wasn't how it worked. Spike was so going to get spanked for that later. But for now, Angel's body was greedy for whatever Spike had in mind.
Spike wiggled his fingers inside Angel's slowly loosening hole, letting his sire feel the burn and piling up the lusty thoughts that were taking over Angel's mind.
Next, Spike grabbed the cyberskin butt plug and popped out his fingers. Angel hissed in irritation and thrust his ass into Spike's face. Spike smiled thoughtfully and swiftly pushed the butt plug into Angel's ass. The thinner part went in easily but the bulbous end needed a helpful shove.
Spike watched as Angel's body adjusted to the plug and he tapped his fingers against the smooth end, amused by Angel's jerking reaction. The brunet vampire looked absolutely helpless and Spike could swear that he had never seen anything hotter.
He rolled Angel onto his back and captured his lips in a hungry kiss. "Don't let it fall out, pet."
Angel slid onto the floor into a sitting position and Spike wrapped his legs around Angel's waist. Their tongues slipped and swirled around each other, dueling like horny swordsmen. Their dicks brushed and rubbed against each other in an attempt to make the fire between them burn that much hotter.
"Wouldn't you rather have your cock up there?" Angel whispered, shifting slightly and clenching his ass cheeks together in a desperate attempt to keep the plug locked in place.
Spike pulled back and smirked. His response was not the one Angel had been looking for. "Nah, you're gonna keep in there till I say otherwise, mate. Now, how 'bout you get that cute ass of yours in the shower and get those demon guts out of your hair. Unless you were planning on trying a new hair gel, of course."
Angel groaned and chewed on his bottom lip. He wanted to cum so damn badly and that seemed to be at the bottom of Spike's list of priorities. "Will you unlock my hands then?"
"Nope. I'm not stupid, lover. If I unlocked those hands, you'd have me bent over your knee and you'd be pounding my ass bloody red with that massive hand of yours."
Angel's lips curled at the thought. Spike's ass did look stunning in a brilliant shade of red. But at this point, his brain was more focused on the orgasmic bliss he was currently being denied.
"How do you expect to take a shower with my hands tied behind my back and my ass shoved full with latex?"
"You're a smart boy, mate. I imagine that hot, little brain of yours can come up all with all kinds of solutions."
Spike kissed him roughly and rose to his feet. Angel glowered at him through hooded lashes from his spot on the floor. Getting up without the use of his hands was not an easy task and the butt plug made it no easier. "Fine, you're coming in the shower with me."
After watching Angel suffer for a few minutes, Spike finally leaned over and helped hoist Angel to his feet. Gravity threatened the plug's fate but Angel wasn't going to let Spike win anymore than he already had. Once these cuffs came off, Spike was going to get what was coming to him. After Spike fucked him silly, of course.
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here from a <lj user=darker_spike> rec!
on 2008-03-27 08:17 am (UTC)Here are the parts I liked the most:
There was something wickedly tempting about the idea of thrusting that thick, black vibrator up Spike's scrawny, pale ass.
*snicker*
Angel's tongue darted passed his lips and he licked them in anticipation.
One of DB's sexiest trademark moves.... *fans self*
Angel needed to learn that reciprocation was important in any relationship.
Yeah! Go, Spike!
And, as always, I enjoy dom!Spike as much as the next Spangel. :-)
Re: here from a <lj user=darker_spike> rec!
on 2008-03-27 03:02 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2008-04-01 10:02 pm (UTC)(: PJ
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on 2008-04-01 10:27 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2008-10-15 11:33 pm (UTC)