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snoggedTitle: Side of Innocence
Author: snogged
Disclaimer: Joss Whedon and Co. own the characters from Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Angel. I don’t. Please don’t sue.
Pairing: Spike/Angel
Word Count: 333
Rating: NC-17/FRAO; m/m, handjobs
Summary: Spike wants to make snow angels but Angel has a better idea.
Beta: None. Please forgive any spelling/grammar errors
A/N: written for who wanted Angel/Spike, naughtiness, and snow angels.
Spike crept into the courtyard behind the Wolfram and Hart law firm and marveled at the four inches of snow that coated the ground and glittered in the moonlight. It crunched under his toes as he spied the perfect locale to set his plan in motion.
He dropped to his haunches and let himself fall backwards onto the cold ground. His arms and legs started moving, gracefully arcing across the snow and creating the shape of something many would see as the complete opposite of his personality.
“You’re making snow angels?” Angel’s incredulous tone broke through his reverie and Spike lifted his head, amusement twinkling in his eyes.
“Getting in touch with my innocent side,” Spike replied. “You should try it sometime, mate. Might get your knickers out of their permanent twist.”
Angel arched an eyebrow, fully taking in the sight before him. “I doubt the innocent make snow angels in the nude.”
“They’re missing out then. It’s bloody fabulous.” He rotated his hips and thrust his pelvis at Angel.
Angel closed the distance between them and wrapped his hands around Spike’s prominent member, giving it a few, hard tugs.
Spike groaned and his hips rose to meet Angel’s rhythm. “You should make a snow angel too.”
Angel’s tongue darted passed his lips and Spike swore he saw the demon burning behind Angel’s lust-filled eyes.
“I prefer snow devils,” Angel replied, releasing his grip on Spike and capturing the blond’s mouth in a searing kiss. “I find them to be a bit more satisfying.” Each word was punctuated with another kiss and Spike felt his lips tingle.
“How do you make one of those?” Spike asked, feigning innocence. He knew damn well where this was going and he had never been more grateful to have a body temperature that matched the weather outside.
Angel’s tongue laved across his neck and he grinded his cloth-covered groin against Spike’s. “Don’t worry, baby. I’ve got all night to show you how champions play in the snow.”
Author: snogged
Disclaimer: Joss Whedon and Co. own the characters from Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Angel. I don’t. Please don’t sue.
Pairing: Spike/Angel
Word Count: 333
Rating: NC-17/FRAO; m/m, handjobs
Summary: Spike wants to make snow angels but Angel has a better idea.
Beta: None. Please forgive any spelling/grammar errors
A/N: written for who wanted Angel/Spike, naughtiness, and snow angels.
Spike crept into the courtyard behind the Wolfram and Hart law firm and marveled at the four inches of snow that coated the ground and glittered in the moonlight. It crunched under his toes as he spied the perfect locale to set his plan in motion.
He dropped to his haunches and let himself fall backwards onto the cold ground. His arms and legs started moving, gracefully arcing across the snow and creating the shape of something many would see as the complete opposite of his personality.
“You’re making snow angels?” Angel’s incredulous tone broke through his reverie and Spike lifted his head, amusement twinkling in his eyes.
“Getting in touch with my innocent side,” Spike replied. “You should try it sometime, mate. Might get your knickers out of their permanent twist.”
Angel arched an eyebrow, fully taking in the sight before him. “I doubt the innocent make snow angels in the nude.”
“They’re missing out then. It’s bloody fabulous.” He rotated his hips and thrust his pelvis at Angel.
Angel closed the distance between them and wrapped his hands around Spike’s prominent member, giving it a few, hard tugs.
Spike groaned and his hips rose to meet Angel’s rhythm. “You should make a snow angel too.”
Angel’s tongue darted passed his lips and Spike swore he saw the demon burning behind Angel’s lust-filled eyes.
“I prefer snow devils,” Angel replied, releasing his grip on Spike and capturing the blond’s mouth in a searing kiss. “I find them to be a bit more satisfying.” Each word was punctuated with another kiss and Spike felt his lips tingle.
“How do you make one of those?” Spike asked, feigning innocence. He knew damn well where this was going and he had never been more grateful to have a body temperature that matched the weather outside.
Angel’s tongue laved across his neck and he grinded his cloth-covered groin against Spike’s. “Don’t worry, baby. I’ve got all night to show you how champions play in the snow.”
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on 2008-12-22 08:35 pm (UTC)This was hot although you stopped at a very very mean spot *pouts*
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on 2008-12-22 08:39 pm (UTC)What can I say...I'm a dirty temptress
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on 2008-12-22 08:46 pm (UTC)Good one, honey!
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on 2008-12-22 08:47 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2008-12-22 08:59 pm (UTC)This line just made me sigh:
“Don’t worry, baby. I’ve got all night to show you how champions play in the snow.”
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on 2008-12-22 09:24 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2008-12-22 09:24 pm (UTC)*huggles*
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on 2008-12-22 09:25 pm (UTC)glad you liked
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on 2008-12-22 09:25 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2008-12-22 09:25 pm (UTC)*hugs*
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on 2008-12-22 09:25 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2008-12-22 09:26 pm (UTC)If you can pull it off...I'd love to see it.
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on 2008-12-22 09:27 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2008-12-22 09:56 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2008-12-22 09:57 pm (UTC)I just loved thus hun! *happy spangel sigh*
xxx
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on 2008-12-23 12:39 am (UTC)Gabrielle
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on 2008-12-24 02:47 pm (UTC)very hot stuff, hon.
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on 2008-12-27 02:25 pm (UTC)Thank you!