Dual and Duality - a teaser, kind of!
Title: Dual and Duality
Author: Mandarin226
Fandom(s): AtS
Genre: (general, hetero or slash) Slash Human AU
Pairings/Characters: Liam/Wesley at first; later Spike/Liam
Rating: NC17
Warnings: M/M sex; later more graphic, including non-consensual sex
Disclaimer: The character in this fantasy belong to Joss Whedon and his Associates. None of them belong to me. If they did, they’d have a lot more...fun!
Notes: This is a plot bunny that’s been bugging the hell out of me for months. I thought if I try to write some of it, I might be able to get out of the mire I’m stuck in with Fairytale. This was meant to be just a teaser, but it’s a bit longer than that! I do, however, reserve the right to change this chapter once I have the next one under way.
Acknowledgments: To all my flist, who always rally round with support through periods of low-confidence and...yes, probably tantrums! *hugs you all*
Summary: Don’t want to give too much away, but Liam Angelus Mahoney has a strong suspicion that he’s gay. He seeks help from a friend.
“So what did you think? How did it feel?”
Liam’s brow furrowed. He wasn’t sure what to think; or how it felt. He wasn’t repulsed by it but…it was different.
“Liam?”
“Uh…sorry, Wesley…I…I’m not…sure.”
“Did you like it or didn’t you?”
“I didn’t…not like it.”
“That’s a very ambivalent statement, Liam. Either you liked it or you didn’t.”
Liam’s face scrunched up in thought again. “I liked it better than I didn’t like it.”
It was Wesley’s brow’s turn to furrow. “So you liked it?”
Liam opened his mouth to reply then closed it again.
“Liam!” Wesley was becoming slightly exasperated.
“Can…maybe if we tried it again? With some passion this time?”
“If you think it’ll help.” Wesley harrumphed a little before he drew Liam towards him again.
Wesley tried for more passion this time, pushing his tongue between Liam’s lips, forcing entry into the shy mouth. As his tongue gently explored Liam’s mouth, the younger man moaned softly, encouraging Wesley to be a little more forceful, a little more…dominant.
Liam had to admit there was more passion in this kiss than their first one. He allowed Wesley to dominate his mouth and gasped as Wesley’s hands came up and his thumbs teased Liam’s hardening nipples through the thin cotton of his wife-beater. Without thought Liam’s hand found its way to his own groin and the burgeoning erection that was beginning to make his pants feel a little too constricting.
And there was his answer.
Pulling back from Wesley, Liam grinned a little sheepishly. “Wow! Wes,” he panted.
Wesley grinned. He glanced down at the hand that Liam had cupped over his own genitals, grinning even wider when he saw Liam’s hand rubbing against his now impressive erection and squirming slightly from the friction. “You want some help with that?”
Liam looked at Wesley in shock, his hand leaving his throbbing cock as if he’d just realised what he was doing. “Wes, I…”
Wesley smiled kindly. “Look, Liam. I’m your friend; your gay friend. If you were confused about your sexuality,” Wesley paused to indicate the bulge in Liam’s jeans, “doesn’t that answer your question?
Liam looked down at the bulge Wesley had indicated, feeling embarrassed that his cock was leaking pre-cum and had formed a spreading wet patch on his jeans. “Yes,” he answered quietly. “I’m gay, Wesley. Cordelia was right. She often said I had a gay man’s taste and she said I was far too gentle and sweet to be…not gay.”
“You are, Liam,” Wesley agreed. “You’re one of the sweetest, kindest and most gentle souls I’ve ever met.”
Liam smiled back at Wesley. “Thank you,” he said sincerely, and leaned forward to kiss his friend chastely on the lips.
“Now, do you or don’t you? Want help with that, I mean”
Liam looked back at Wesley, his deep chocolate eyes darkened by arousal. He nodded.
Wesley wordlessly unbuttoned Liam’s fly as the younger man looked on, gasping and bucking into his friend’s hand as he reached in and took the large cock into his hand. Thumbing the slit, Wesley laughed as Liam made a gurgling-choking sound and thrust his leaking sex up into the tunnel made by Wesley’s hand, and the older man found he couldn’t resist capturing his friend’s gorgeous lips in a sweet kiss.
Pushing the younger man onto his back, Wesley helped him remove his jeans. He needed no help with underwear because he wasn’t wearing any. “Little slut!” Wesley joked as he brushed Liam’s lips again.
Wesley knelt on the bed and began to unbutton his own pants.
“What…you…you’re not…Wes, I’m not sure…”
“Relax, Liam. I’m not going to do anything…penetrative, okay? It’s not like I’m used to topping anyway, but now that you know for sure that you’re gay, there are things we can do.”
Liam swallowed. “There are?
Wesley pulled off his jeans and tossed them onto the floor, swiftly followed by his boxer shorts. His shirt came off, revealing his long, pale slender body. He tossed the last item of clothing aside too. “There are.”
Liam wordlessly decided that he should follow suit and grasped the hem of his wife-beater.
“No, don’t take it of.” Wesley’s hands stilled Liam’s before he could remove the garment. “You look kind of cute in it.”
Liam nodded slowly. “O…okay.”
“Now, just relax.”
Liam’s nervously stared up into his friend’s lust-darkened eyes. He decided that he trusted Wesley; after all, he’d know the Englishman for several years, ever since they were in high school together, though Wesley had been two years ahead of him, and he’d supported him when he had decided to come out. He himself was now in a similar situation, and if Wesley was there to support him, he felt he could come out himself, at least to his family and closest friends.
Wesley smiled a reassuring smile and covered Liam’s lithely athletic body with his own. Both men moaned and gasped with pleasure as their cock’s brushed and Wesley leaned down to lave one of Liam’s nipples with his tongue. Liam arched his back into the wet caress, feeling the nub harden as Wesley took it into his mouth and suckled it through the thin cotton.
“Wes!” Liam felt a finger and a thumb tweak roughly on his other nipple, and his head fell back at the exquisite sensations.
Feverish with desire and lust, Liam thrust his sex against Wesley’s groin, circling his hips, grinding his cock heatedly against that of the older man.
Leaving Liam’s nipples, which had hardened even more if that were possible as the damp cotton around his buds cooled deliciously, Wesley covered his lips instead, pushing past Liam’s eagerly parting lips, their weeping cocks rubbing together, their hands all over each other’s bodies.
Liam’s back arched one more time as he felt his lower belly clench and his testicles tightened spasmodically as the most intense orgasm he had ever had spewed semen all over his and his lover’s lower bodies.
Wesley smiled, glad that he had been the first man to make his beautiful best friend orgasm so spectacularly. He was astute enough to realise that the two of them could never be soul mates, but he loved Liam in a best-buddy kind of way and he was happy that he’d helped Liam find his true sexuality.
Wesley held him as he came down from an incredible high, smiling as the dark eyes opened blearily.
Liam smile was like brilliant sunshine on a glorious day, until he felt Wesley’s still rigid cock poking into his lower belly and he pouted. “Sorry, Wes, I’ve been so selfish.”
To Wesley’s amazement, Liam took the throbbing cock in his hand and gave him, considering his inexperience, a pretty amazing hand-job. He soon had Wesley crying out in sheer pleasure as his cum erupted between them.
They lay quietly side by side for a long time afterwards.
Finally Angel cleared his throat a little nervously. “Thank you, Wes. You’ve been a true friend. But…can I ask you...one more favour?”
“Of course.”
“Can I go with you to the next Gay Club-Nite at the Bronze?”
Wesley grinned, leaning in to peck Liam on the lips. “Of course you can.”
TBC?
Author: Mandarin226
Fandom(s): AtS
Genre: (general, hetero or slash) Slash Human AU
Pairings/Characters: Liam/Wesley at first; later Spike/Liam
Rating: NC17
Warnings: M/M sex; later more graphic, including non-consensual sex
Disclaimer: The character in this fantasy belong to Joss Whedon and his Associates. None of them belong to me. If they did, they’d have a lot more...fun!
Notes: This is a plot bunny that’s been bugging the hell out of me for months. I thought if I try to write some of it, I might be able to get out of the mire I’m stuck in with Fairytale. This was meant to be just a teaser, but it’s a bit longer than that! I do, however, reserve the right to change this chapter once I have the next one under way.
Acknowledgments: To all my flist, who always rally round with support through periods of low-confidence and...yes, probably tantrums! *hugs you all*
Summary: Don’t want to give too much away, but Liam Angelus Mahoney has a strong suspicion that he’s gay. He seeks help from a friend.
“So what did you think? How did it feel?”
Liam’s brow furrowed. He wasn’t sure what to think; or how it felt. He wasn’t repulsed by it but…it was different.
“Liam?”
“Uh…sorry, Wesley…I…I’m not…sure.”
“Did you like it or didn’t you?”
“I didn’t…not like it.”
“That’s a very ambivalent statement, Liam. Either you liked it or you didn’t.”
Liam’s face scrunched up in thought again. “I liked it better than I didn’t like it.”
It was Wesley’s brow’s turn to furrow. “So you liked it?”
Liam opened his mouth to reply then closed it again.
“Liam!” Wesley was becoming slightly exasperated.
“Can…maybe if we tried it again? With some passion this time?”
“If you think it’ll help.” Wesley harrumphed a little before he drew Liam towards him again.
Wesley tried for more passion this time, pushing his tongue between Liam’s lips, forcing entry into the shy mouth. As his tongue gently explored Liam’s mouth, the younger man moaned softly, encouraging Wesley to be a little more forceful, a little more…dominant.
Liam had to admit there was more passion in this kiss than their first one. He allowed Wesley to dominate his mouth and gasped as Wesley’s hands came up and his thumbs teased Liam’s hardening nipples through the thin cotton of his wife-beater. Without thought Liam’s hand found its way to his own groin and the burgeoning erection that was beginning to make his pants feel a little too constricting.
And there was his answer.
Pulling back from Wesley, Liam grinned a little sheepishly. “Wow! Wes,” he panted.
Wesley grinned. He glanced down at the hand that Liam had cupped over his own genitals, grinning even wider when he saw Liam’s hand rubbing against his now impressive erection and squirming slightly from the friction. “You want some help with that?”
Liam looked at Wesley in shock, his hand leaving his throbbing cock as if he’d just realised what he was doing. “Wes, I…”
Wesley smiled kindly. “Look, Liam. I’m your friend; your gay friend. If you were confused about your sexuality,” Wesley paused to indicate the bulge in Liam’s jeans, “doesn’t that answer your question?
Liam looked down at the bulge Wesley had indicated, feeling embarrassed that his cock was leaking pre-cum and had formed a spreading wet patch on his jeans. “Yes,” he answered quietly. “I’m gay, Wesley. Cordelia was right. She often said I had a gay man’s taste and she said I was far too gentle and sweet to be…not gay.”
“You are, Liam,” Wesley agreed. “You’re one of the sweetest, kindest and most gentle souls I’ve ever met.”
Liam smiled back at Wesley. “Thank you,” he said sincerely, and leaned forward to kiss his friend chastely on the lips.
“Now, do you or don’t you? Want help with that, I mean”
Liam looked back at Wesley, his deep chocolate eyes darkened by arousal. He nodded.
Wesley wordlessly unbuttoned Liam’s fly as the younger man looked on, gasping and bucking into his friend’s hand as he reached in and took the large cock into his hand. Thumbing the slit, Wesley laughed as Liam made a gurgling-choking sound and thrust his leaking sex up into the tunnel made by Wesley’s hand, and the older man found he couldn’t resist capturing his friend’s gorgeous lips in a sweet kiss.
Pushing the younger man onto his back, Wesley helped him remove his jeans. He needed no help with underwear because he wasn’t wearing any. “Little slut!” Wesley joked as he brushed Liam’s lips again.
Wesley knelt on the bed and began to unbutton his own pants.
“What…you…you’re not…Wes, I’m not sure…”
“Relax, Liam. I’m not going to do anything…penetrative, okay? It’s not like I’m used to topping anyway, but now that you know for sure that you’re gay, there are things we can do.”
Liam swallowed. “There are?
Wesley pulled off his jeans and tossed them onto the floor, swiftly followed by his boxer shorts. His shirt came off, revealing his long, pale slender body. He tossed the last item of clothing aside too. “There are.”
Liam wordlessly decided that he should follow suit and grasped the hem of his wife-beater.
“No, don’t take it of.” Wesley’s hands stilled Liam’s before he could remove the garment. “You look kind of cute in it.”
Liam nodded slowly. “O…okay.”
“Now, just relax.”
Liam’s nervously stared up into his friend’s lust-darkened eyes. He decided that he trusted Wesley; after all, he’d know the Englishman for several years, ever since they were in high school together, though Wesley had been two years ahead of him, and he’d supported him when he had decided to come out. He himself was now in a similar situation, and if Wesley was there to support him, he felt he could come out himself, at least to his family and closest friends.
Wesley smiled a reassuring smile and covered Liam’s lithely athletic body with his own. Both men moaned and gasped with pleasure as their cock’s brushed and Wesley leaned down to lave one of Liam’s nipples with his tongue. Liam arched his back into the wet caress, feeling the nub harden as Wesley took it into his mouth and suckled it through the thin cotton.
“Wes!” Liam felt a finger and a thumb tweak roughly on his other nipple, and his head fell back at the exquisite sensations.
Feverish with desire and lust, Liam thrust his sex against Wesley’s groin, circling his hips, grinding his cock heatedly against that of the older man.
Leaving Liam’s nipples, which had hardened even more if that were possible as the damp cotton around his buds cooled deliciously, Wesley covered his lips instead, pushing past Liam’s eagerly parting lips, their weeping cocks rubbing together, their hands all over each other’s bodies.
Liam’s back arched one more time as he felt his lower belly clench and his testicles tightened spasmodically as the most intense orgasm he had ever had spewed semen all over his and his lover’s lower bodies.
Wesley smiled, glad that he had been the first man to make his beautiful best friend orgasm so spectacularly. He was astute enough to realise that the two of them could never be soul mates, but he loved Liam in a best-buddy kind of way and he was happy that he’d helped Liam find his true sexuality.
Wesley held him as he came down from an incredible high, smiling as the dark eyes opened blearily.
Liam smile was like brilliant sunshine on a glorious day, until he felt Wesley’s still rigid cock poking into his lower belly and he pouted. “Sorry, Wes, I’ve been so selfish.”
To Wesley’s amazement, Liam took the throbbing cock in his hand and gave him, considering his inexperience, a pretty amazing hand-job. He soon had Wesley crying out in sheer pleasure as his cum erupted between them.
They lay quietly side by side for a long time afterwards.
Finally Angel cleared his throat a little nervously. “Thank you, Wes. You’ve been a true friend. But…can I ask you...one more favour?”
“Of course.”
“Can I go with you to the next Gay Club-Nite at the Bronze?”
Wesley grinned, leaning in to peck Liam on the lips. “Of course you can.”
TBC?