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Changed My Mind	By : ObscureEnough Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > Slash - Male/Male > Angel(us)/Xander > Angel(us)/Xander Views: 4139 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Changed My Mind
- 2-Regina
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Xander walked in the door, tired from the long day of school and research. The Judge might be assembled at any time, Buffy was upset, and Angel was AWOL. He had secured a way to deal with the Judge, but it wouldn't actually happen until tomorrow, and there was still so much in the air. He sighed.
His father heard Xander come in, and turned to look him over. "Your school counsellor's here, boy. Waiting in your bedroom. You better not bring anything down on us, you hear?" Tony demanded.
Xander's eyes went wide. He was absolutely sure that whoever was upstairs wasn't the school counsellor. "Uh, do you know which one?" he asked.
"Mr Angelopolous, I think. Some Greek name. Whatever. You get upstairs and deal with it, you hear?" he demanded.
Xander nodded, and headed up the stairs. He was pretty sure it was going to be Angel, but couldn't figure out what the vampire was doing at his house. He entered his room to find Angel poking around at his desk. Quickly checking the hall, Xander closed his door, and turned to face the other man. "What are you doing here? Is anything wrong?"
Angel shrugged. "There's always something wrong, now isn't there," he considered as he walked towards Xander. "The Judge could be fully assembled. That's wrong, isn't it?"
"The Judge is assembled?" Xander squeaked. "We have to do something."
"I said he could be assembled. I don't know for sure. But that would be something … not right, wouldn't it?"
"Well, yeah," Xander frowned. "Why are you here, anyway. Shouldn't you be telling this to Buffy?" he scowled.
"No, I don't have anything for Buffy at the moment. Maybe later," he shrugged.
Xander eyed the larger man doubtfully. He had continued to walk towards him, and now Angel was right in front of him, mere inches away. "I repeat: Why are you here?"
"There's something I have to do," Angel growled, and the sound seemed to curl in the base of Xander's stomach.
"So do it," Xander instructed, "and … and go."
Angel smirked. "Okay." With that, he planted his hands either side of Xander's head, and leaned in nibble at Xander's neck. Startled, Xander tried to push the other man away, but he was simply too large. Failing that, he tried to slide out to one side, but Angel prevented that by leaning in and pushing the teen into the wall. Xander squirmed, but nothing could stop Angel from his self-ordained task of nibbling a trail up Xander's neck. Already Xander was panting, and his heart was racing, and he told himself it was fear and anger.
"Angel, what the hell?" he hissed.
Angel reached his ear, and proceeded to nibble and suck on the delicate appendage. "I've watched you, Xander," he whispered. "For a year now. I know your type."
"Yeah," Xander muttered. "Girls. Not guys."
Angel chuckled, and Xander told himself that it was anger that caused that squirming feeling in his stomach. "No, Xander. What you seek is strength. You know it when you see it, and you want it."
"Yeah, well, that may be, but it's girls I want. Strong girls. Like Cordy, like your girlfriend," he added desperately, as Angel progressed along his jawline. He tried to jerk his head out of the way, but Angel simply pushed him into position, and continued.
"I had a change of mind," Angel smirked over Xander's open mouth, before catching the younger man in a kiss.
All thoughts Xander had had about fighting dissolved with that kiss, and he moaned softly as his eyes fluttered closed. As Angel's tongue investigated the inside of his mouth, Xander's hands drifted down to settle on Angel's hips. Eventually, Angel pulled back, allowing Xander to catch his breath. "Angel," he tried again, "what the hell?"
"I changed my mind," he repeated, smirking. "I tired of hazel eyes, and decided I preferred brown ones."
"Buffy is going to kick my ass," Xander whispered, trying to figure out why he wasn't even arguing over the real problem of gender.
"You're mine," Angel growled, and, again, the sound went straight to his belly. "No one touches what's mine." To prove the statement, Angel fisted a hand in Xander's hair, and kissed him hard. Xander moaned again, louder, and slid his arms around Angel's waist, grabbing handfuls of the man's undershirt.
Suddenly Xander found himself pulled away from the wall, and being walked backwards towards … somewhere. It wasn't long before he found himself falling backwards onto his bed. He gasped at the impact, and then blushed to find himself manhandled up the bed, but any further thoughts were sidetracked by Angel's mouth on his neck, and Angel's cool, large hand sliding under his shirt, pushing it up. All he seemed to be capable of was resting his hands on the larger man's biceps, and going along for the ride.
Angel's dull human teeth gnawed on his collarbone and his shirt was pushed higher, then the vampire shifted downwards to take a nipple into his mouth. Xander gasped at the sensation, and writhed, pushing his chest up into Angel's mouth. Angel's hand, now free, wandered down to caress the hard bulge in Xander's pants. Xander moaned loudly, and arched up into the caress.
"Take your pants off," Angel growled, and Xander brought shaking hands to his belt to disrobe. With some work, he managed to push his khakis down, then realised he still had his shoes and socks on. Flustered, he ended up scraping the heels on the end of his bed, as he couldn't get one foot to the other to toe off the shoes with Angel's legs in the road. Once the shoes were off, he wriggled until his pants were down far enough to kick off. Angel's hand, which had moved back up to Xander's ribs during his struggles, returned to fondle his crotch. Feeling the fabric, Angel tugged at them and muttered, "These too."
Without even a thought of protest, Xander managed to remove the boxers, and kicked them over to join his pants, then groaned when the large hand took hold of his cock. Stroking firmly, Angel began to nibble his way down Xander's body. He continued until he reached Xander's groin, when he took one of Xander's balls into his mouth, and sucked.
Xander grabbed fistfuls of sheets, and arched up. Angel repeated the manoeuvre with the other ball, and Xander whimpered. Releasing the ball, Angel then proceeded to lick a broad swathe up the underside of Xander's cock, to then take the head in his mouth. After a thorough suck, he released it with a pop. Raising his head to catch Xander's eye, he commanded, "Shirt: off."
Xander looked down at the man holding his cock in one hand, possibly ready to do something even more mindblowing than he already had, and quickly shucked his shirt to lay naked beneath the vampire. He was rewarded with a smirk, and then Angel took the whole of his cock into his mouth.
"Fuck!" Xander ground out, arching up. Again he grabbed great handfuls of sheets, trying anything to not come, but, too soon, it happened. With possibly the best orgasm ever, Xander ejaculated into Angel's mouth. It took several minutes for Xander to calm down enough for coherent speech.
"Shit," he muttered. "Sorry. I, I didn't even..."
"Don't worry about it," Angel murmured, nuzzling Xander's neck. "I wanted that to happen. Get it out of the way, so you can enjoy the next part longer."
"There's a next part?" he wondered.
"Of course," Angel smirked. "We're going to be at this all night."
Xander shifted, and glanced at the closed door. "But -" he whispered.
Angel moved suddenly, so that he was over Xander, golden eyes glaring down into brown. "You're mine," he growled. "You don't have to worry about that bastard ever again."
A sudden thought occurred to Xander, and his mouth seemed to dry up. "Angel?" he asked nervously.
"Yes, boy?" the vampire drawled, smirking.
"It is you, isn't it?"
"Of course it's me," he replied, working his way back down to Xander's neck, his hand stroking from the younger man's thigh up to his chest.
Xander could feel his thoughts clouding with lust again, but tried to keep going. "It's... Your soul... Everything's good?" he panted.
Angel chuckled darkly, before nipping hard at Xander's throat and thrusting against his groin. "Everything's great," he assured.
Xander sighed at that, and let his head drop back. He put his hands on Angel's shoulders, and realised the man was still fully dressed, jacket and all. He pushed at the jacket, and Angel shifted so that Xander could push it all the way off. Working together, they quickly divested Angel of all his clothes, and Xander let his hands roam, wondering, over Angel's pale body.
Angel shifted again, and cupped Xander's face before kissing him. Xander opened his mouth, and their tongues tangled in a heated kiss, while Angel slid a hand down to spread Xander's legs. The other hand found his jacket, and retrieved a tube which he then opened. Xander was so engrossed in the kiss, and the movements of his own hands that he didn't notice what Angel was doing until something cool and wet rubbed over his tight hole.
"What?" Angel asked. "You didn't think it was going to end there, did you?"
"No," Xander agreed nervously. "It's just that, well..."
"You're a virgin," Angel nodded. "You think I don't know that? I know what I'm doing, okay? Just relax, and I'll make it good. It's been so long since I've been in a hot, tight ass," he growled. "You're my boy, aren't you?" he continued, murmuring the words right over Xander's open mouth.
"Yeah," Xander murmured, reaching up for the kiss.
Angel broke the kiss, hovering just above the boy's mouth. "You're my boy, and you want this."
"Yeah," he breathed, and welcomed the man's mouth as he dropped back down.
Angel kept the kiss going, and ground his cock against Xander's as he slowly broached Xander's opening. Working smoothly, he inserted first one, then two thick fingers, working to loosen the muscle. He listened, pleased, as Xander moaned and writhed beneath him. A third finger was worked in, and he crooked his fingers, searching for the node. He knew as soon as he had found it when Xander yelped and bucked against him. Soon Angel was pleased enough with his work to pull out, to Xander's whining displeasure.
Angel shushed the younger man, and hooked Xander's legs over his broad shoulders. "This is your first time, and it will hurt, but not too much. You're strong, Xander," he purred. "I know just how strong you are." With that, he pushed past the guardian muscle.
Xander jerked and hissed, clawing at the bedsheets.
"Grab my wrists, boy," Angel growled. "You won't hurt me. I want to feel it."
With an effort, Xander released the sheets, and wrapped his hands around Angel's wrists as the older man held his hips. Catching Xander's gaze, he slowly pushed further into his body. Xander panted with the pain, and the effort to stay still. Finally, Angel was fully sheathed, and growled his pleasure, eyes flashing gold. Slowly, Xander relaxed, his body stretching to accommodate Angel's girth, then he began to twitch. Angel waited for Xander to whine again before he moved, withdrawing and plunging smoothly back in. He kept up a smooth rhythm, shifting slightly until Xander again bucked and yelped as he hit the prostate. Smirking, he increased his pace, ensuring he hit that particular spot far more than he didn't.
Angel watched as his boy lost himself utterly in sensation, writhing, moaning, crying out without any consideration for who might be listening. Not even the sound of Xander's father calling out from downstairs seemed to pierce the fog surrounding him, and Angel grinned to see it.
Knowing his own end was close, Angel allowed Xander's legs to drop off his shoulders, and leaned close over him. Xander quickly wrapped his legs around Angel's waist, and his arms around Angel's shoulders, pulling him closer. Angel complied by laying on top of the smaller man, and again nipping at his neck. Angel reached between them and began stroking Xander's cock, even as he felt his fangs drop, and his brow ridges form. He let his ears fill with the sounds of Xander's need, and his nose with Xander's desire, and scraped his needle-sharp fangs over Xander's tender skin.
Panting unneeded breaths, he suddenly struck, driving his fangs deep. Xander screamed as he spurted over Angel's hand, and his legs jerked, pulling the larger man almost unbearably close. Hot, sweet blood in his mouth, and a spasming body clutching at his cock, Angel roared, and shot his lukewarm come inside his boy.
Hearing thunderous steps on the stairs, Angel laved Xander's neck to seal the wound. Blinking vaguely, Xander looked around, but was still too far gone to make sense of what he could hear. When Tony Harris began to pound on the door, Xander tried to get up, but Angel was still on top of him, and pushed him back. Pulling out of Xander's body, Angel made no more preparation than that to meet Xander's father.
Naked, his cock still semi-hard, and dripping with come, Angel threw open the door. "What?" he demanded.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" the man screamed.
Angel looked down at his body, then up to the drunken excuse for a father, and smirked. "I'd think that was pretty obvious," he sneered.
"You fucking faggot!" the other man shouted.
"Fucking? Hell, yeah. Faggot? I think that's a little too limiting. I fuck men and women." He looked the other man up and down. "I do have standards, though. Xander meets them, but there's no way in hell you'd ever do that."
Lost for words, Tony Harris hauled back and struck out at Angel. The vampire caught the fist, and slowly began to squeeze. "Let me just make one thing clear. Xander is mine. I do with him whatever the fuck I want. You do nothing with him. Got that?"
Tony whimpered and sagged to his knees.
"I asked a question," Angel growled.
"Yeah," Tony gasped. "Yeah, got it."
That done, Angel released the well-bruised fist, and kicked the other man so hard he flew down stairs to lie in a heap on the floor. "Good," he muttered as he went back into the room. Kicking the door shut, he returned to the bed, and his blood-hot lover. Taking note of Xander's worried expression, Angel laid himself on top of the other man, sliding between splayed legs, and set about worrying the new wound with his blunt human teeth.
Xander gasped, and clutched at Angel's biceps. He could feel conscious thought fading, but knew he had to get something out fast. "Angel?" he whimpered. "Angelus?" he tried again. That name earned him a hard nip to the wound, which caused him to groan and thrust up against the other man.
Angelus chuckled, and raised himself up to look the teen in the eyes. "Finally got it, did you?"
"How?" Xander breathed.
"Doesn't matter how. All that matters is that I'm here, now," he growled. "All me, all the time."
"Buffy?"
Angelus snorted. "Like I care about that slut? Angel thought she was all that, but I know what I want, and it's you."
"What are you going to do with me?"
Angelus growled deep in his throat, and pushed himself up further to gaze down at Xander's body. "I rather thought I'd given you a pretty good idea of what I'm going to do with you."
"You just want to ..." he blushed, "well, you know." He cleared his throat and shrugged.
"Fuck you through the mattress?" Angelus asked, grinning. "Hells yeah," he growled up against Xander's throat. "You're mine, boy, for as long as I want you."
"And the others?" Xander whispered, dreading the answer.
"Not interested. Don't want the girls, the Watcher's too old, and the wolf's too small. Well," he added thoughtfully, "Willow and Cordelia could be interesting, but either of them'd take too much of my time right now. I'm going to be too busy fucking you to waste time with either of them," he decided, slipping a hand between them as he returned attention to Xander's neck and ear.
Xander's breath hitched as Angelus began working on his cock again. "So... Uh..."
"You're not through the mattress yet," Angelus whispered into his ear, before sucking the lobe into his mouth.
Xander shuddered, and pushed into the other man's hand. Thought fled once more, and he drew his nails firmly over Angelus' back. A final thought flitted through Xander's mind that he could be there a while. He sighed, grinned, and arched his body against Angelus's. Hells yeah.
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