Fic: Spike/Angel
Title: Just a Phone Call Away
Author: Spagle
Pairing: Spike/Angel
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Angel feels his demon too close to the surface. He calls Spike for a little help.
A big huge thank you to Spangels_girl for her great beta work. Thank you, Sweetie!!!
Sometimes Angel had to stand with his back against the door and wrap his arms around himself tight.
“Not now,” he’d hiss to himself, “don’t lose it now.”
There were times where he’d ache with such need that he’d have to dig his nails into his upper arms and make himself bleed.
He could sense them on the other side of the door, their warm blood calling out to him; begging him to take, to own, to posses.
It was times like these where pig’s blood wouldn’t do. Where he was so sick of pretending he was something he was not.
Times when he couldn’t control it, when Angelus was too close to the surface. Angel would run to the phone and dial the only number he could.
It only took a moment before he’d hear that familiar voice.
“Where are you?”
No need for hello, he’d gotten the cell phone himself, and he knew he was the only one with the number.
“In me office.”
“Can you wait until I get there?”
“No.”
“Is the door locked?”
“Aye.”
“Go sit on that comfy chair of yours, luv.”
Angel did as he was told. His whole body was shaking and the smell of his blood was making him desperately hard.
“Need ya, me boy.”
“I know, sire, I’m here. Just focus on my voice.”
Angel got him self as comfortable as he could, but the need was driving him insane.
He could hear noises on the other line; a door opening, a loud curse, panting, and a car door opening and closing.
“I’m on my way, luv.”
“And when you get here?” he asked.
He heard the loud roar of an engine and then the soft drawl of his childe.
“I’ll head right to your room, sire. You’ll be sitting on that leather chair by the bed.”
“Aye.”
“Yeah, luv, I’ll stand just at the doorframe; just so I can have a look-see at what I am about to have.”
“Not too long though, boy,” Angel hissed.
“No, Sire, I want it just as bad, always want you.”
Angel made an appreciative noise in the back of his throat and slouched down further in his chair.
“I’ll take off me duster and let it fall to the floor. Can you tell how much I want you? How hard I’m getting with just your eyes on me, watching me, wanting me? So bloody hot, you are. I have to touch my cock, grind my palm into it, even with my jeans still on, I moan at the touch. That’s how bloody much I want this, want you.”
Angel was breathing hard now. He wasn't sure if he could control himself enough to go slow. But it seemed to be what Spike wanted and he’d allow it.
“I’ll grab the hem of me shirt, taking it off slowly, letting the fabric rub against my chest as I slide it upwards. I can tell you want to touch me, don’t you sire? When I expose my nipples, all hard and erect for you. You want your mouth right there, don’t you?”
Angel nodded his head and with a hoarse voice replied.
“Aye, boy, I do.”
“When my shirt comes off, I’ll run my hands down my chest. Feeling what you can’t, touching where you can’t touch, not yet, that is. I’ll lick my lips, my mouth feeling empty when I see your cock outlined in your pants. ‘Cause I want to touch you too, Sire. Want to taste you. So much so that I place my thumb in my mouth and suck it in. Sliding it in and out, wishing that it was you.”
Angel swallowed a few times and very slowly ran his hands up his legs, until he reached his inner thighs. “Want you.”
“Oh, luv, you’re going to have me. I’ve got my hands on my belt buckle now, but I want to see you too. Undo your belt, luv, let me see that bloody gorgeous cock of yours.”
Angel could hear the anticipation in Spike’s voice, telling him that his childe was getting just as affected as he was by this.
He quickly undid his belt and unzipped his pants. He reached in, grabbed his hard cock and pulled it out.
“Aye, boy, so hard for you. My cock is throbbing for you, wanting you, wanting to be in that tight hole of yours.” Angel said as he rubbed his thumb against the head of his cock and smeared his pre-come all over the tip.
He brought his thumb to his mouth and licked it with long swipes of his tongue.
“Mmm,” he moaned, “You hear me tasting what you want to taste. Is that mouth still feeling empty boy?”
He could hear Spike gasp softly, “Yeah, it is.”
“Hmm, I bet it is- now I want you to keep undressing boy, want you on my lap, want to feel your skin against mine.”
He heard Spike swallow harshly before saying, “Once I see that cock of yours I’ll unzip my jeans, my hands are shaking now, want you so bad. I’ll pull them all the way down, trying to go slow, but I want you, sire, want to run over to you.”
“Aye,” Angel moaned, “I see that thick cock of yours, want me badly don’t you? Want me to spread you open and take what’s mine? Turn around, babe, let me see what I’m about to take.”
“Yeah, want you to see me, sire, and when I turn around, I’ll spread my legs wide and bend over…”
“Pull your cheeks back, babe, want to see it all?”
“Yeah, my hands are on my arse, exposing my self for you. Do you see it, sire? See what I want you to take?”
“Aye, I’ve seen nothing more beautiful than that arse of yours, boy.”
Angel’s voice was breaking as he began to run his hand up and down his cock, feeling that delicious pull as he pictured Spike in front.
“When I turn back around,” Spike whispered into his ear, “my cock is full of blood, my eyes devouring you, ‘cause I can see you fucking your fist. I’ll walk over, can’t bear to look away from your cock.”
“Yeah, babe, come here, come sit on my lap.”
“The moment I sit down, my back is to your chest, my legs drape outside your thighs, I moan, just the feel of your skin burns me, sire.”
“Aye, babe, my hands are now on your hips, pushing you back so your ass is resting against my cock. Do you feel how hard I am, how much I want you, how much I want to fuck you?”
“Oh god, Sire, you feel so good.”
“Aye, so do you. Can you feel me move my hands up your legs? I want to touch you. Feel that thick cock in my hands.”
“Oh, sire, want it so bad. Can you feel your cock against me arse, I’m grinding into it. I can’t wait for you to take me, want you in me.”
“I will be, boy, want you too. My hands are now reaching for your cock, babe. Can you feel my hands there?”
“Oh god, I have to pull over, Angel, can’t drive like this.”
“Aye, but then it’ll take you longer to get here, boy. It’ll just be that much longer until you feel my hands on you for real. Just listen, babe, and get here fast.”
Angel closed his eyes and pictured Spike on his lap. His hands on his boy’s cock, feeling him grind against his ass.
“Want in you, boy.”
“I’ll be there soon, luv.”
“Going to kiss and lick your neck as I pull on your cock. I love the taste of your skin; love the feel of my scar on your neck. Love feeling it against my tongue.”
“You going to bite me, luv? Going to make me yours all over again?”
“Mmm, my fangs are tingling just thinking about pushing them deep into your neck, just the way my cock will drive into that tight little hole. Do you feel my bite, babe? Do you feel my fangs slipping into your neck?”
“Oh god, Angel yes.”
“Aye, love to taste you, but I need more, babe. Going to use your blood for slick. You want that? Your blood covering my cock?”
“Yeah, sire, looks bloody beautiful like that.”
“Mmm, I’m rubbing your blood all over my cock, turn your head so you can see it. Want you to see your blood on me.”
“Want to taste you, sire, want to taste me on your tongue.”
“Mmm, love the feel of your tongue against mine. Want to fuck your mouth with my tongue. Can you feel my hands on your hips? Pushing you back, so I can see that tight hole. But no fingers, babe, just going to drive my cock into you.”
“Oh god, yes.”
“Aye, know my boy likes pain, doesn’t he?”
Spike moaned and Angel’s hand began to move faster on his cock.
“Grab my cock, babe; I want you to put it in you. Do it fast, babe. I don’t think I can hold out much longer, want to come in that ass.”
“Do you feel me sire? Do you feel your cock slowly entering my hole, feels so good, luv.”
“Oh god, Spike, want to just push in, want my cock all the way in that tight hole.”
“Do it, sire, I want it too.”
Angel began to move his hips as he pulled on his cock roughly, “Oh, god Spike, you're so tight, always so fucking tight.”
“Only you, sire, my arse is only yours.”
“Mmm, have to fuck you hard, babe, can you feel me pounding into you. Moving my cock, in and out. I’m watching my cock pound into you…we look so fucking good like this, babe.”
“Feels so good, luv. Don’t stop moving.”
“Can’t... have to… oh god…”
Angel’s hand was now moving faster, the sound of sex loud in his office as he began to pant.
“That’s it, luv, can you feel your balls slapping against my arse? Can you hear the slapping of our skin together? So fucking good.”
Angel could feel his balls began to tighten and he let out a roar as he came.
“Mmm, Angel, can’t wait to get there and feel you in me.”
“Get here fast,” Angel said as he grabbed a Kleenex from his desk and cleaned himself up.
“You feeling any better, luv?"
Angel zipped up his pants and stared at his closed office door.
“A bit,” he said.
The sounds of the human’s heartbeats now a little easier to bear.
“But actually seeing you, touching you…” He trailed off with a sigh.
“I'll be there soon, luv, go downstairs and wait for me.”
Author: Spagle
Pairing: Spike/Angel
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Angel feels his demon too close to the surface. He calls Spike for a little help.
A big huge thank you to Spangels_girl for her great beta work. Thank you, Sweetie!!!
Sometimes Angel had to stand with his back against the door and wrap his arms around himself tight.
“Not now,” he’d hiss to himself, “don’t lose it now.”
There were times where he’d ache with such need that he’d have to dig his nails into his upper arms and make himself bleed.
He could sense them on the other side of the door, their warm blood calling out to him; begging him to take, to own, to posses.
It was times like these where pig’s blood wouldn’t do. Where he was so sick of pretending he was something he was not.
Times when he couldn’t control it, when Angelus was too close to the surface. Angel would run to the phone and dial the only number he could.
It only took a moment before he’d hear that familiar voice.
“Where are you?”
No need for hello, he’d gotten the cell phone himself, and he knew he was the only one with the number.
“In me office.”
“Can you wait until I get there?”
“No.”
“Is the door locked?”
“Aye.”
“Go sit on that comfy chair of yours, luv.”
Angel did as he was told. His whole body was shaking and the smell of his blood was making him desperately hard.
“Need ya, me boy.”
“I know, sire, I’m here. Just focus on my voice.”
Angel got him self as comfortable as he could, but the need was driving him insane.
He could hear noises on the other line; a door opening, a loud curse, panting, and a car door opening and closing.
“I’m on my way, luv.”
“And when you get here?” he asked.
He heard the loud roar of an engine and then the soft drawl of his childe.
“I’ll head right to your room, sire. You’ll be sitting on that leather chair by the bed.”
“Aye.”
“Yeah, luv, I’ll stand just at the doorframe; just so I can have a look-see at what I am about to have.”
“Not too long though, boy,” Angel hissed.
“No, Sire, I want it just as bad, always want you.”
Angel made an appreciative noise in the back of his throat and slouched down further in his chair.
“I’ll take off me duster and let it fall to the floor. Can you tell how much I want you? How hard I’m getting with just your eyes on me, watching me, wanting me? So bloody hot, you are. I have to touch my cock, grind my palm into it, even with my jeans still on, I moan at the touch. That’s how bloody much I want this, want you.”
Angel was breathing hard now. He wasn't sure if he could control himself enough to go slow. But it seemed to be what Spike wanted and he’d allow it.
“I’ll grab the hem of me shirt, taking it off slowly, letting the fabric rub against my chest as I slide it upwards. I can tell you want to touch me, don’t you sire? When I expose my nipples, all hard and erect for you. You want your mouth right there, don’t you?”
Angel nodded his head and with a hoarse voice replied.
“Aye, boy, I do.”
“When my shirt comes off, I’ll run my hands down my chest. Feeling what you can’t, touching where you can’t touch, not yet, that is. I’ll lick my lips, my mouth feeling empty when I see your cock outlined in your pants. ‘Cause I want to touch you too, Sire. Want to taste you. So much so that I place my thumb in my mouth and suck it in. Sliding it in and out, wishing that it was you.”
Angel swallowed a few times and very slowly ran his hands up his legs, until he reached his inner thighs. “Want you.”
“Oh, luv, you’re going to have me. I’ve got my hands on my belt buckle now, but I want to see you too. Undo your belt, luv, let me see that bloody gorgeous cock of yours.”
Angel could hear the anticipation in Spike’s voice, telling him that his childe was getting just as affected as he was by this.
He quickly undid his belt and unzipped his pants. He reached in, grabbed his hard cock and pulled it out.
“Aye, boy, so hard for you. My cock is throbbing for you, wanting you, wanting to be in that tight hole of yours.” Angel said as he rubbed his thumb against the head of his cock and smeared his pre-come all over the tip.
He brought his thumb to his mouth and licked it with long swipes of his tongue.
“Mmm,” he moaned, “You hear me tasting what you want to taste. Is that mouth still feeling empty boy?”
He could hear Spike gasp softly, “Yeah, it is.”
“Hmm, I bet it is- now I want you to keep undressing boy, want you on my lap, want to feel your skin against mine.”
He heard Spike swallow harshly before saying, “Once I see that cock of yours I’ll unzip my jeans, my hands are shaking now, want you so bad. I’ll pull them all the way down, trying to go slow, but I want you, sire, want to run over to you.”
“Aye,” Angel moaned, “I see that thick cock of yours, want me badly don’t you? Want me to spread you open and take what’s mine? Turn around, babe, let me see what I’m about to take.”
“Yeah, want you to see me, sire, and when I turn around, I’ll spread my legs wide and bend over…”
“Pull your cheeks back, babe, want to see it all?”
“Yeah, my hands are on my arse, exposing my self for you. Do you see it, sire? See what I want you to take?”
“Aye, I’ve seen nothing more beautiful than that arse of yours, boy.”
Angel’s voice was breaking as he began to run his hand up and down his cock, feeling that delicious pull as he pictured Spike in front.
“When I turn back around,” Spike whispered into his ear, “my cock is full of blood, my eyes devouring you, ‘cause I can see you fucking your fist. I’ll walk over, can’t bear to look away from your cock.”
“Yeah, babe, come here, come sit on my lap.”
“The moment I sit down, my back is to your chest, my legs drape outside your thighs, I moan, just the feel of your skin burns me, sire.”
“Aye, babe, my hands are now on your hips, pushing you back so your ass is resting against my cock. Do you feel how hard I am, how much I want you, how much I want to fuck you?”
“Oh god, Sire, you feel so good.”
“Aye, so do you. Can you feel me move my hands up your legs? I want to touch you. Feel that thick cock in my hands.”
“Oh, sire, want it so bad. Can you feel your cock against me arse, I’m grinding into it. I can’t wait for you to take me, want you in me.”
“I will be, boy, want you too. My hands are now reaching for your cock, babe. Can you feel my hands there?”
“Oh god, I have to pull over, Angel, can’t drive like this.”
“Aye, but then it’ll take you longer to get here, boy. It’ll just be that much longer until you feel my hands on you for real. Just listen, babe, and get here fast.”
Angel closed his eyes and pictured Spike on his lap. His hands on his boy’s cock, feeling him grind against his ass.
“Want in you, boy.”
“I’ll be there soon, luv.”
“Going to kiss and lick your neck as I pull on your cock. I love the taste of your skin; love the feel of my scar on your neck. Love feeling it against my tongue.”
“You going to bite me, luv? Going to make me yours all over again?”
“Mmm, my fangs are tingling just thinking about pushing them deep into your neck, just the way my cock will drive into that tight little hole. Do you feel my bite, babe? Do you feel my fangs slipping into your neck?”
“Oh god, Angel yes.”
“Aye, love to taste you, but I need more, babe. Going to use your blood for slick. You want that? Your blood covering my cock?”
“Yeah, sire, looks bloody beautiful like that.”
“Mmm, I’m rubbing your blood all over my cock, turn your head so you can see it. Want you to see your blood on me.”
“Want to taste you, sire, want to taste me on your tongue.”
“Mmm, love the feel of your tongue against mine. Want to fuck your mouth with my tongue. Can you feel my hands on your hips? Pushing you back, so I can see that tight hole. But no fingers, babe, just going to drive my cock into you.”
“Oh god, yes.”
“Aye, know my boy likes pain, doesn’t he?”
Spike moaned and Angel’s hand began to move faster on his cock.
“Grab my cock, babe; I want you to put it in you. Do it fast, babe. I don’t think I can hold out much longer, want to come in that ass.”
“Do you feel me sire? Do you feel your cock slowly entering my hole, feels so good, luv.”
“Oh god, Spike, want to just push in, want my cock all the way in that tight hole.”
“Do it, sire, I want it too.”
Angel began to move his hips as he pulled on his cock roughly, “Oh, god Spike, you're so tight, always so fucking tight.”
“Only you, sire, my arse is only yours.”
“Mmm, have to fuck you hard, babe, can you feel me pounding into you. Moving my cock, in and out. I’m watching my cock pound into you…we look so fucking good like this, babe.”
“Feels so good, luv. Don’t stop moving.”
“Can’t... have to… oh god…”
Angel’s hand was now moving faster, the sound of sex loud in his office as he began to pant.
“That’s it, luv, can you feel your balls slapping against my arse? Can you hear the slapping of our skin together? So fucking good.”
Angel could feel his balls began to tighten and he let out a roar as he came.
“Mmm, Angel, can’t wait to get there and feel you in me.”
“Get here fast,” Angel said as he grabbed a Kleenex from his desk and cleaned himself up.
“You feeling any better, luv?"
Angel zipped up his pants and stared at his closed office door.
“A bit,” he said.
The sounds of the human’s heartbeats now a little easier to bear.
“But actually seeing you, touching you…” He trailed off with a sigh.
“I'll be there soon, luv, go downstairs and wait for me.”