Pocket
Fuzz, Deadboy...
'thoughts'
"said outloud"
'God,
I hope this works.' *KNOCK* *KNOCK*
"Deadboy,
long time no see." 'Too bad, too. Yum!'
"Harris.
You're looking... well." 'Well muscled, bronzed, extremely fuckable...'
"Why
are you here?" 'To shag me? Please?'
'Do
I dare? Will it work?' "To warn you that there's a raging epidemic of demon
pocket fuzz. And we have to get all our clothes off immediately. It seems most
attracted to brown-haired people."
'Can't
imagine why... not!' "Of course, but let's get inside. That way it will
stay contained." 'God, please let this be an elaborate scheme for Deadboy
to fuck me.'
'Oh,
god, he has a six-pack. When did he develop such an amazing body?' "Well, I
think we had better wash these clothes. Thank TPTB that the pocket fuzz is
killed by fabric softener." 'And now he's giving me an odd look...'
"Really?"
'Am I even speaking anymore? Guh, that man is amazing. And his... gulp'
"Well,
we're naked." 'Go Angel, state the obvious. Is he looking at my...?'
'God,
it's uncut...' "Um, what? I mean, yeah, yeah, we are." 'Great... now
we sound intelligent. Make it a little more obvious.'
"So,
nice place."
"Thanks."
'God, Deadboy, can't you just fuck me already?'
"Xander..."
"Just
shut up and fuck me already," said Xander, tired of messing around.
"Yes
sir," said Angel, pulling the warm human to him and thrusting his tongue
into Xander's hot, wet mouth.
Xander's
knees buckled at the force of the kiss, and Angel carefully
lowered
him to the floor, never breaking the kiss.
"Top
or bottom?" asked Angel, when he allowed the mortal a breath.
In
response, Xander fumbled under the rug they were lying on and
pulled
out a small tube. Smirking at the speechless vampire, Xander
squirted
some of the slippery liquid into his palm and started
rubbing
it on Angel's throbbing cock.
Angel
grabbed the lube and squirted some into his hand. Then he took two slick fingers
and pushed them into Xander's hole.
"Ah,
Deadboy! Yes!"
Angel
pumped the fingers in and out, taking care to hit Xander's prostate with every
thrust.
"Now,
Angel. In me!"
Angel
removed his fingers and positioned his erection at Xander's entrance. Then he
thrust in hard.
"Yes!"
wailed Xander, immediately pushing down. Angel started thrusting, hard and fast.
Xander met every stroke with a counter-thrust, screaming as the head of Angel's
cock hit his prostate every time.
Angel
grabbed Xander's hips and rode the boy into the rug. Xander pulled Angel into a
kiss, biting down on the vampire's tongue as he orgasmed.
Angel
released Xander's mouth and dug his fangs into the human's neck as he shot his
load into the spasming channel.
"So
much for going this week without rugburn," muttered Xander as he pulled
Angel close.
