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Truth or Dare	By : ObscureEnough Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 4976 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The first Xander knew about Angel's little soul problem was the sound of his voice sing-songing at his door. With a certain sense of dread, Xander opened the door to find Angelus holding Willow by the throat.
“Well, now, boy,” Angelus began, leering, “you going to let me in, or am I going to have to drain your little friend dry?”
Xander felt his jaw clench, and worked to loosen his shoulders. “If I let you in, do you promise to leave Willow alive, unharmed, and not in any danger that you know of?”
Angelus let his gaze wander up and down the young man's lean body. “Yeah, sure.”
“On your demon,” Xander demanded, “do you promise?”
Angelus considered the boy through narrowed eyes. “I promise,” he nodded eventually.
“Come in, Angelus,” Xander nodded.
Angelus smirked, and pushed Willow away from him as he sauntered through the door before kicking it closed. He approached Xander, then pushed him back against the wall. “You knew this day would come,” he purred as he pushed against the younger man's body. “As soon as the soul heard about your little menage a trois this day just had to happen.” He nuzzled against Xander's neck, and found Spike's bite mark. He nibbled on the mark, and smirked to feel Xander melt a little. “Not so tough now you've got no one to protect,” he taunted.
Xander frowned slightly, but let his head drop back against the wall as he pressed his hands flat against it.
Angelus dragged sharp fangs over Xander's throat, raising fine, red lines. “You want to know something fun?” he teased.
“Yeah?” Xander breathed.
“Your little witch has probably gone off to do the re-souling spell,” Angelus mused. “Problem there is that my soul hasn't exactly gone bye-bye. It's still here, just not in … working order, shall we say? So, in the meantime, we get to play.”
Xander groaned as Angelus licked the fine trails of blood, and did his best not to melt under the onslaught.
Angelus raised his head from Xander's neck, and regarded the dark-eyed man before placing his hand on the top of Xander's head. “Time for you to go to work,” he decided. “Open me up, pull me out, and suck me down,” he ordered.
Xander sank to his knees and ran his hands up Angelus' thighs to the waistband of his pants. Deftly, he opened the trousers, and pulled them and Angelus' boxers to his knees. He glanced up through his eyelashes, and decided that the vampire above him wasn't going to totally run things his own way. Hiding a smirk, he bobbed his head down and licked the soft spot behind Angelus' balls. He heard the vampire gasp, and grinned, then sucked a ball into his mouth, and rolled it on his tongue. He released that one, and immediately sucked the other ball into his mouth, and repeated the motion. Satisfied with his work so far, he licked a broad stripe up Angelus' cock before taking the reddened head in his mouth.
Angelus moaned, and thrust forward as he dug his fingers into the wall above Xander's head. He'd seen Xander's look upwards through his eyelashes, and realised that he still hadn't cowed the boy, even with the unspoken threat of rape. He'd expected a bite, or at least a bit of a nip, but instead he'd gotten this … God, this seduction. That hot tongue lapping at his perineum, that hot mouth sucking at his balls, and now this maddening treatment of his aching cock. He felt the drywall give under his fingertips, and could give a flying fuck about who was going to fix it.
Xander felt Angelus' cock hit the back of his throat, and swallowed around it as he rolled the vampire's balls in his hand, and scraped his nails gently over the tender skin behind them. He curled his free hand around Angelus' hip to steady himself, and did his best to suck Angelus' brains out through the heavy cock twitching in his mouth.
Angelus closed his fingers around the rough timber stud, and rose to his toes as the human swallowed his cock down, and he bellowed as his balls pulled back into his body and come poured like fire out of his body. Spent, he slumped against the wall, panting for unneeded breath.
When he finally felt capable, he looked down to the young human still kneeling beneath him. The lush mouth was swollen and red, and he reached down and dragged Xander up by his shirt-front. He pushed the boy against the ruined wall, and thrust his knee between long legs as he laid his lean body along that of the younger man. He ran his fingers into the dark, silken hair, and held Xander's head in place as he assaulted his lush mouth. He felt strong arms twist around his waist, and lost himself in the taste of his come in the boy's mouth.
Finally, Angelus pushed himself away. Shakily, he wiped his mouth. “In the bedroom, boy. Strip, and I want you on your hands and knees on the bed. You want me to use lube, you better have it out, and get started on your hole.”
When he finally made it into the bedroom, Angelus stopped cold, and stared at the sight before him. Xander was on his knees on the bed, supporting himself on one arm as he reached between his thighs and worked two fingers into his arse. He clenched his fists to stop himself from simply knocking Xander's hand out of the way and thrusting in. Tight was fun, but a human couldn't take the kind of punishment he could dish out, and he had plans for this boy.
Angelus strode forward. “My turn,” he growled, tapping Xander's hand to signal him to pull it out before he did. Naked, Angelus kneeled on the bed behind Xander, and smeared a liberal portion of lube on his fingers, and began working his way into the younger man's body. He worked quickly and efficiently, if a touch roughly, and soon had three fingers working to open Xander's tight hole. In response, Xander was whining, and twisting the sheets in his hands, bucking his hips up onto Angelus' fingers. Finally, Angelus pulled his fingers out, and slicked a fresh lot of lube over his thick cock before presenting it to Xander's twitching hole. “Get ready, boy,” the vampire warned, then pushed in.
Xander breathed out, and pushed back as Angelus breeched his entrance, then pushed further in until he was fully seated inside the hot-blooded human. Angelus gave a pleased growl, and flexed his fingers around the human's hips, then began to move, long, powerful strokes deep into the boy's body. Reaching around, he began to stroke Xander's hard cock in counterpoint to his hard thrusts, grinning fiercely as the man under him began tossing his head, patently closing in on his orgasm. Just as it seemed that Xander would explode in his orgasm, Angelus pinched at the base of his cock, forcing him back from the edge, causing Xander to give a loud, frustrated cry. In reply, Angelus simply laughed, and slapped a tight arse-cheek before beginning his thrusts anew.
Angelus repeated his torture, causing Xander to beg for his release.
“God, please, Angelus. Please! I need… I need to come. Please,” Xander whimpered.
“Oh, hell no, boy,” Angelus leered. “You've got a long night ahead of you yet.” He began thrusting again, allowing himself to come closer to his own orgasm. “You ain't seen nothing yet, boy,” he taunted, and pushed hard into the man under him, crying out as he came hard, and collapsed forward, covering the younger man with his body, forcing Xander onto the mattress, panting.
Xander buried his face in the mattress, doing his best to ignore the pain in his cock. He was so hard, needed so much to come, but he doubted that was happening any time soon. He waited for Angelus to pull out, but he never did. He frowned, as was still considering what to say when the vampire lifted him by the hips, and pushed him back into position. It was then that he realised that Angelus either had never softened, or had hardened almost immediately, and was ready for round two.
Xander twisted to look over his shoulder, and saw Angelus smirking at him. “What?” he tried breathlessly.
“Didn't you know, boy?” Angelus leered. “Vampires can just keep going if they want to. And I want to. I'm going to keep fucking your pretty ass until I tire of it, and then, then, I might let you come. So suck it up, boy. Told you you're in for a long night.”
Xander dropped his head, then, and gave a soft whine. He gave up, then, and allowed the sensations Angelus was causing in his body to become the sum of his existence. He thrashed and bucked, whined and cried out, and begged when Angelus once again staved off his orgasm. He was full of Angelus, and of his come, with white froth leaking out of his hole with every stroke of the untiring cock. He was scratched, and bitten, and was delirious with pleasure. His bruises now had bruises, and he was no longer sure that there was a universe outside the god-like being riding him into the mattress. All that remained was the waiting.
So narrow had Xander's world shrunk to that he didn't notice the changes happening to Angelus. The drug the actress had administered had worn off, and it was no longer Angelus riding the young human, but Angel.
Angel blinked, and stopped what he was doing. He looked around, and was stunned to find he was balls deep in an exhausted Xander, who was now whining, and pushing back against him. He raised a shaking hand, and held it over Xander's sweat-slick back for a moment, before allowing his fingers to drift across the wide, straining torso.
“Please,” Xander whispered. “Please, 'gelus, need… Need to come, Angelus… Please.”
Angel scented the air, and for all that he could smell his own scent heavy in the air, he could tell that Xander hadn't been allowed any release since they'd started, since he'd started his torture of the young man. Stunned, he traced his fingers again over the muscle, then began once more to stroke in and out of the now-familiar body. Dazed, he ran his hands over the lean body, noting where he'd injured Xander. He listened to the soft moans and pleas, and found himself sinking into the experience of fucking Xander Harris. He reached around, and was startled by the whimper that caused, then groaned softly when he realised what he'd done. He shook his head, set his jaw, and set about finally giving Xander the release he'd more than earned.
Xander tried not to whimper, but the feel of Angelus' hand on his aching cock, yet again, was almost more than he could bear. It was torture of the most meltingly delicious kind. But this time, Angelus didn't stop. He wasn't sure he could trust what seemed to be happening, but he was desperate, and let it happen, even though he was sure that Angelus would pinch his orgasm back any … moment … now …
Xander tossed his head back, and screamed as his balls seemed to crawl back up inside his body, and his whole essence felt like it was emptying out though his cock, and it was so good it was agony, and he was screaming and falling and coming and gone.
Angel caught Xander as he collapsed beneath him, even as Xander's incredible orgasm clamped down on his own well-used cock. His arse clenched, and quivered, and sucked at his cock, and despite his determination that this was for Xander, he found himself dragged over the edge, and came even as he cradled Xander's unconscious body to his chest.
Angel sagged, but caught himself before he landed on Angelus' unfortunate victim. He gently laid Xander on the bed, and carefully pulled out of his abused body. He stood up from the bed, and stretched out his muscles. He made his way to the bathroom, and quickly cleaned himself before wetting a cloth with warm water. As an afterthought, he filled a basin with some more warm water, and carried the cloth, the basin and a towel into the bedroom. He carefully washed Xander's back and arse, making sure not to irritate the tender entrance. He laid the towel down, and carefully turned Xander over so he was lying on the clean towel. Again, he worked to carefully clean the young man, then carried the bowl and cloth back.
When he returned to the bedroom, Angel frowned as he considered what to do. He didn't want to shift Xander any further, knowing that he'd utterly exhausted him. Sighing, he found a towel to cover up the rest of the mess on the bed, and a blanket to cover Xander. He stretched again as he wondered what to do next, then shook his head when he heard a pounding at the door. He quickly pulled his trousers and shirt on, and answered the door.
Angel leapt back from the door as Spike barrelled through, and found himself shoved hard against the wall, as Giles hurried through to the bedroom.
“What the fuck did you do to him, Angelus?” Spike growled, furious.
“Angel,” the souled vampire argued. “I never lost my soul, just … mislaid it for a while. Kind of.”
“Kind of?” Spike snarled. “How do you 'kind of' mislay your soul? And what the fuck did you do?”
“There was a woman,” Angel began.
“There's always a woman,” Spike sneered. “Get on with it!”
“She gave me some drugs. Something to make me happy. It was temporary, but…” Angel's eyes slid towards the bedroom.
“What. Did. You. Do?” Spike hissed.
“Sex,” Angel explained. “Only sex.” Then he shrugged. “Well, a little scratching and biting, but nothing serious. No more than I doubt you'd already done,” he added frowning. “I noticed the bite mark on his shoulder.”
“That was consensual, mate, so don't you go throwing that at me,” Spike snarled. “And I know you. It wasn't just sex.”
Angel shifted, and pushed back at Spike, gaining a little space. “It was only sex. Just…”
“Just?” Spike prompted.
Angel cleared his throat, and ducked his head. “I didn't let him come. Not at all.”
Spike narrowed his eyes, puzzled. “That's it? Sex, but he couldn't come?”
“Think about it, Spike,” Angel urged. “Just about the whole time I was here, I was … fucking him. I don't know how many times I came, but I didn't let him come. Not once.”
“That's…” Spike shook his head. “Actually kind of lame,” he decided.
Angel sighed. “Think about it, will you? I broke him. All that time inside him, coming inside him time after time. He was saturated in my come, and yet I wouldn't let him come. I got him to the brink, time after time, and stopped him each and every time. He was begging. I had him begging me to come.”
Spike stepped back, then began to pace. Finally, he stopped, and faced the dark-haired vampire. “You really are a bastard, aren't you?”
Angel sighed. “I'll go. I'll … go back to LA, and he won't see me again.”
“Like hell you will,” Spike decided. “You're all about redemption, so you are going to let Xander have his payback.”
Angel blinked. “Um. How?” he frowned.
Spike smirked.
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