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Dishes prequal 4 to Mistress and her bitchesNote: Pretty sure that this would sting so don't try it at home...but for the sake of the story, it doesn't! Clink. Swish. Wet dishes rubbing and squeaking against each other, Xander rummaged with both hands along the bottom of the half filled sink in an effort to find a clean teaspoon. Cursing inwardly as he jammed a finger between two heavy glass tumblers, the brunette reminded himself to refuse Spike a blow job when he next asked for one, punishment for not doing the dishes. Actually, asking was stating it too nicely. With the bleached blond it was more or less get your head dragged down, up or across, depending on which positions they were in when Spike felt the 'need' for one. Even that was being polite for the smaller vampire. Xander had lost count of how many mornings he had woken up with a hard cock already halfway into his mouth....not that he was complaining. Spike and tact just didn't go together. With a slow smile, the smaller brunette wondered if he should start a new habit...like grinding his teeth while sleeping, just a little something to put the blond off trying his version of a 'morning glory'. Spike had tried it on with Angel once and after startling the unprepared still groggy with sleep vampire, the blond had howled when his Sire had gotten a fang stuck in his foreskin. Angel and Xander had tried to hide their snickers while Willow had tenderly seen to the wound once the two vampires had been untangled. Needless to say, he had never tried it again...leaving that little pleasure all for his human lovers. Teaspoon held aloft in a display of triumph, Xander found himself encircled by two strong cool arms. They had to be Angel's arms as Willow and Spike were currently trying to destroy the bleached blonds bedroom wall via a wooden bed head, the rhythmic banging sound echoing through the otherwise quiet house. "Hey Angel...what are you doing?" Questioned the brunette human as he found his hands being plunged back into the warm water again, the vampires hands gripping his wrists firmly. With no answer from the taller brunette pressed against him, Xander let his lover press a sponge into his hands as a tongue traced the contour of his jugular. "Mmmmm.. Angel! As much as I like this..it's not my turn to d..do..th..what are you doing?" Xander gasped, leaning back into the solid chest as he felt his zipper being undone by a large wet hand. Ok..he could go with this just for the time being but there was no way he was going to do the dishes...it wasn't his turn. Sponge dropped back into the soapy water with a wet sploosh, the human was pleased to receive a soft squeeze to his balls even as Angel closed Xander's hand around the sponge once again. Hint taken, Xander shakily started to dab at a saucer while he had his jeans pulled down to his knees. With a little shiver from feeling cool air tickle his thighs, the youth giggled as his still silent lover eased the white boxers over his sensitive hips, gently brushing large fingers over the tanned skin. Saucer done and almost thrown into the dish drainer, Xander found himself clenching in anticipation as he heard Angels zipper being undone. He thrust back eagerly into the older vampire, moaning when Angel suddenly grabbed both of his hips in a tight grip and pulled him back against the taller mans silk boxers. "Dishes." Nodding as he started to pant, Xander found that he had momentarily forgotten what he was supposed to be doing. Slippery mug gathered up into a soapy hand, the youth felt his insides flutter a little as Angel’s freed cock came to nestle in between his buttocks. He could feel the cool shaft twitching against his flesh and with a moan, he demanded that Angel stop teasing him, earning himself a trace of a fingertip against his anus. Closing his eyes, the brunette youth purred his lovers name. "Aaaaannngelll!" With only one hand on his hip, the youth felt himself getting held in place as a slick digit was slid into him. Unable to thrust back so that he could increase the delightful sensation, Xander wondered just when Angel had found the time to get the lube. The thought was blasted from his mind as he soon felt a much larger hardness rubbing at his eager entrance. Legs spread as far as they could go, he raised himself onto tipitoes as Angel’s cock started to nudge its way inside of him. Xander yelped softly as he was both filled entirely and a cool hand placed another mug into his shaky ones. Eyes still squeezed shut tightly, the youth dropped the mug back into the water as a slow rocking was started. One hand scrabbling back into the water for the missing piece of crockery, Xander held onto the sink edge with an iron grip with the other in an effort not to lose his balance. Back and forth the two men rocked, the still air filled with moaning and harsh breathing as the movement started to speed up. The minutes passed slowly as the vampire steadily pounded into his much younger lover, the tempo only broken the once when Angel relubed his cock with a still wet hand. Face buried in the crook of Xander's neck, the taller brunette felt his ridges start rise as his completion drew near. Re-adjusting his hold on the tanned skin of the panting human, Angel growled softly, encouraging the youth’s heart rate into a much higher beat. At the demand for more, the vampire continued to growl, mock snapping at one of the hot earlobes. Worrying the slightly salty flesh for a moment, Angel soon found his cock being squeezed by Xander's inner muscles as the youth came with a yell and a groan. Satisfied that his lover was spent, the vampire increased his thrusts as he felt himself fill the youth with his cool seed. Content to still be inside of Xander, the older male slowed down his actions as his cock started to soften. "Jesus Angel! Sooo good!" "Mmmmmm..." With a lick to the boy's jugular, the older vampire slowly drew back from the panting male only to freeze in horror as he caught sight of the buttocks in front of him, fascinated by what was appearing from between the well-rounded flesh. His gaze flew to his own cock, his stomach clenching as he heard his Childe behind him. "Oi Poof...has your cock got rabies...no? Then why is the Whelps arse frothing?" The older vampire ignored the laughing bleached blond, watching as Xander turned to face him, the youths face displaying utter horror as he clicked to what Angel had used for lube. With one hand, the brunette human scooped up a few of the bubbles that were slowly making their way down the back of his legs. With a wail, Xander asked the first question on his mind. "ANGEL....tell me you didn't use the dishwashing liquid?" "Ooops!" the end. |
