Old Friends

Part 6

Spike’s P.O.V.

~See ’im fumblin’ with the stereo. Maybe I jes’ stand here a bit, watch ’im work ’is magic with the buttons he can’t seem to coordinate. He’s not the most progressive Vampire. But ya gotta give it to ’im, runnin’ around for a hundred years with the weight of the world on ’is shoulders. Cor, he’s got massive shoulders. Always fancied those. Shoulders… an’ arms… arms like canons. Rememberin’ when I was barely a pup, ’im takin’ me out on a hunt. Other demons cowerin’ from ’im… Didn’t hafta lift a finger on ’em… Jes’ give ’em a glance… Nobody fucked with Angelus. The biggest, meanest, bad-ass mother fucker ya ever met. The Angel of death, bringin’ a gruesome end to anyone that crossed ’im… Bringin’ me home after a nice feed… takin’ me to ’is bed, wrappin’ ’imself around me, tellin’ me he loved me, he’d teach me, always protect me till I could stand on me own… Everyone would fear me then… An’ how he’d stand by me side, proud on that day… The favored Childe of Angelus… I worshipped ’im. Still do, I reckon.~

“Radio givin’ ya trouble, luv?”

~Looks up at me with a frustrated glance.~

“It’s broken.”

“It’s not broken, ya got it on tape. Look, press this one… voila, sounds.”

~He shrugs, an’ stares at ’is hands.~

“What’s in the bag?”

“Supplies. Reckon we’ll be stayin’ in the rest of the night…”

~Nervous laugh. Bugger. I’m nervous, too. Not that I haven’t gotten’ me nut fantasizin’ about it before… can’t even count the number o’ times I brought me’self off thinkin’ about it… That was before I knew, though… In my fantasies it was always, heat, passion, electric… Him on all fours, openin’ up for me. Wantin’ it. Beggin’ me for it. But… soddin’ hell – there’s this air of tension around us… Like maybe this wasn’t meant to be.~

“So… how do you want to do this?”

“Not like this, pet. C’mon, we’ll lie down. Take the night as it comes, right?”

“Alright.”

~Lyin’ down beside each other, hesitantly drawin’ our hands together, bringin’ ’is fingers up to me mouth, softly kissin’ an’ lickin’ at them.~

“We don’t have to do this, Angel.”

“What?”

“I could live out the rest of me existence never havin’ done this. We can jes’ do it the way we’ve always done, an’ I’ll be alright with that.”

“I won’t.”

“Yer wound up like a clock, love.”

“You said you’d show me… make me want it.”

“I did. And I will. I jes’ wanna make sure you’re alright with this.”

“I am.”

“Do you have any idea how hard I am for you right now?”

~Ahh yeah… made ’im breathe… this is more like it.~

“Tell me what it’s like, Will.”

~Move in, press my body up against ’im… whisper in ’is ear.~

“It’s so bloody good when yer in me. Sometimes I think my head’ll cave in. Feel so full o’ you. So stretched around you. Open for you. For you… usin’ my body, claimin’ me… ownin’ me… look in yer eyes, see yer face… oh so hot, love… so bloody gorgeous… pumpin’ into me, an’ yer makin’ me yours… makin’ me feel the whole world can end, an’ it won’t matter… cause all I want is more o’ you… all I want’s to feel you in me, an’ feel you hittin’ that spot… makes me feel alive.”

~Moanin’ softly, pumpin’ ’is hips… ahh fuck yeah… that’s it, pet. Let me take you there…~

“Gonna feel me inside you, Angel… feel me take you to that place, where you can let it all go… feel me movin’ into you, drivin’ you over the edge… nothin’ else matters there… nothin’ but the feel o’ me makin’ you whole.”

“Will… do this for me…”

~Oh yeah… voice is so raw with need… That’s what I wanna hear. Gonna show you how much I want this. Start unbuttonin’ yer shirt… push yer hand away, as ya try to help.~

“No touchin’ Angel… Not yet, anyway… All ya have to do is feel this. Jes’ lie here, an’ feel what you are to me.”

~Pull the shirt away from yer chest, unhook yer slacks, an’ slide ’em down yer legs. Like a bloody Greek God, yer lyin’ in front of me, tightly muscled form flexin’ in anticipation, thickness pressed against yer stomach, engorged an’ tightened sac restin’ between yer thighs… now this is a pretty picture, innit? Gonna remember this one. Can’t take my eyes off you. Stand up, pull off me clothes… still watchin’ you… still drinkin’ you in… stroke me’self some, cause bugger all if I don’t need this, too…~

“See what ya do to me, Angel… look at this.”

~Still standin’ before you, my hand wrapped around me cock, movin’ up an’ down… ya like seein’ this Angel? Seein’ the effect yer body has on mine?~

“Fuck, boy… Want you…”

~Yeah, luv… Moan for me. Reach between yer thighs an’ lift yer sac for me… that’s it… show me all ya got.~

“You got me, pet.”

~Keep strokin’ yerself, rollin’ yer sac around between yer fingers. Part yer thighs, yeah… that’s it… show me what ya got there, too.~

“Come here, Will… Just give me a taste.”

~Reach in the bag, grab the bottle. Move onto the bed now, straddle yer chest.~

“Whatcha wanna taste, Angel?”

“That beautiful thick cock of yours… wasting it in your hand, when it could be in my mouth.”

“Ya wanna taste this?”

“Yeah, Will… “

“Just a taste, then… nothin’ more, got it?”

“Got it.”

~Lean forward, run the tip of me cock over yer parted lips, yer tongue flickin’ out to taste the wetness… oh bugger… oh bloody hell… gotta concentrate… pull away. Moan of disappointment… that’s it, lover… you moan… jes’ moan for me. Sit back on yer chest.~

“Mmm, more… Will… I want more.”

“I’ll give ya more, love. Ya jes’ gotta wait for me, alright.”

“Will…”

~Sounds like a sob… oh lovin’ this, yeah… dribble the oil over yer chest, move down lower so I can rub it in some… feel my fingers pressin’ into yer muscles, jes’ the index over yer nipple, softly pinch it, yer back archin’ into the touch… yeah, love… fuck yeah… let me make you want this… slick hand, reachin’ back, oil up that stiff cock o’ yers… feel it twitch… hold it out straight, hover me’self over it… slide down, an’ bloody fuckin’ hell… oh yeah, Angel… yer in me… so deep… don’t move… gotta concentrate… bugger don’t move… please don’t move… so fuckin’ sweet inside… oh yer moanin’… do that, love… go on… moan… oh don’t move… don’t you dare move, or I’m done… just keep still.~

“Keep still, pet. Gotta keep still for me, alright?”

“I can’t… God, I can’t… I can’t help this…”

“Gotta, love… ya gotta. For me… keep still, right?”

~Strangled moan… yeah, love… I know. Feels so good like this. Feelin’ you struggle to keep yer hips at rest. Concentrate… fuck… Alright… Move me hands into yer muscles again, pull one arm up, oil on the shoulder, an’ down the biceps, an’ bloody hell don’t move!! Over the fingers, back up the wrist, forearm, elbow, Oh God… stop movin’… back to the shoulder… move to the other shoulder, press in, massagin’… an’ yer grippin’ the sheets… come on, love… be soft for me… jes’ relax… make you want this… jes’ relax… down the arm, an’ to yer wrist, an’ yer fingers an’ again back up… an’ now to yer chest, soft flicks against yer nipples as I move down further… Know I’m makin’ you mad, pet… know it’s drivin’ ya round the bend… but gotta make ya want this… Lift me’self off… gotta pause a tic… feel so empty without you inside. Oh fuck… me insides are achin’ for you… throbbin’ for you… gotta concentrate… move lower… spread more slickness onto yer thigh, fingers movin’ deep… fuck… yer cock is twitchin’… I know love… I know… Want ya in me, too… Can’t… gotta make you want this… down to your calf, pushin’ away at the strain in the muscles there… the arch of yer foot, an’ yer moanin’ loud now… an’ I can do this… other foot now… back up the thigh.~

“Turn over, love…”

“Will… fuck… please.”

~Yeah, pet… beg me. Let me hear it.~

“Yeah, I’ll fuck you, love. Ya jes’ gotta turn over for me… come on, then.”

~Move yer body around, press yer chest against the bed, lift up yer hips… oh God… I can’t think… gotta settle down some… On yer knees, an’ I’m on mine between them… an’ pourin’ more oil over yer back… One hand massagin’ into yer muscles as the other reaches around to grip yer length… yeah… I can do this… I can think… Jes’ don’t back up an’ look at this position… Angel’s arse swayin’ in front of me… can’t look… Oh God I wanna look… wanna see that exposed, untouched hole o’ yers… wanna see it… so much… fuck… concentrate… stroke you more… move both hands to the cleft of yer arse, now… part you, a bit… look down… oh… fuck… Oh… fuck… God… Want you so much… fuck, pet… look at this… Oh fuck I’m throbbin’… concentrate… focus… press my lips to yer hole, jes’ run my face over it some… lick now… lick soft… little circles… jes’ like you do… push in… get you ready with my tongue… Oh I’m so fuckin’ hard for you, Angel… so hard. Feel yer tightness givin’ way to me… push in as far as I can… pull out… an’ yer pantin’ against the bed, an’ moanin’ out my name… I can hear you, Angel… I want this, too… So much… want this… Pull away… more oil down yer parted globes… tap softly against you… smear it around now… massagin’ an’ yer moanin’ so loud now… Press me finger in… Find yer spot, quick… rub there… that’s it… no more tension… jes’ be soft for me, pet… jes’ let go… I’ll keep rubbin’ here… that’s it… feel you loosen some… pull out, an’ press in two… an’ fuck yer tight… oh fuck… want you… want my cock in there, pet… wanna feel that tightness… want this… gotta concentrate, cause yer movin’ against me… right… right… go on, open up… move against me… thrust yer hips back… that’s it… yer feelin’ it now… open up, Angel… I’m comin’ in…~

“Yer ready, pet… turn over… gotta see yer face.”

~Ya turn round, an’ oh fuck… yer face… so contorted in want… pleasure… need… I want you… so much.~

“Will…”

~Whisperin’ out my name… Could get me nut jes’ hearin’ it… position me’self against yer throbbin’ hole. Gotta make sure you want it… Don’t wanna fuck everythin’ up.~

“You want this to happen?”

“Yeah, Will… yeah…”

~Press forward… So tight… so bloody tight… Oh fuck… Oh God… Untouched… an’ yer mine… an’ it’s mine to take… oh fuck… so tight… can’t think now… yer lips tremblin’… an’ our eyes locked together… slippin’ in further… Ohhh God… Can’t get better than this… Oh fuck it’s so good… feels so good… I feel you, Angel… feel you from the inside… an’ I can’t talk now… but I wanna tell you everythin’… wanna give you everythin’… cause right now… I’ve never felt anythin’ better than this… an’ fuck I’ll just keep pushin’ in slowly… further in… alright?… everythin’ good for you?… fuck I can’t talk… tell me it’s good, an’ I’ll keep goin’… bloody hell… fuck.~

“More… More… More…”

~Yeah… I’ll give you more… jes’ keep sayin’ it… sayin’ it an’ grippin’ me arms… holdin’ on tight… yeah, love… hold on… I’m almost home… there… fuck me… this is unreal… this is heaven… this is everythin’… oh fuck. Spread yer legs further… yeah… an’ I’m makin’ these sounds like I’m moanin’ or cryin’ or somethin’… but I can’t stop… cause bloody hell… I jes’ can’t. I’m in… all the way in… we’re both still… I don’t think I can move. Jes’ look in yer eyes, an’ watch yer mouth tremble… bloody hell, Angel… I love you so fuckin’ much…~

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