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Shimmy Shimmy Cocoa Puffs	By : Margie Category: AtS/BtVS Crossovers > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 3619 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Shimmy Shimmy Cocoa Puffs
Author: Margie
Rating: NC-17 (for the naughty sex parts)
Pairing: Xander/Spike, Wes/Angel, Xander/Spike/Wes/Angel
Warning: Tiny bit of D/s.

Summary: Xander and Spike are on an errand to the Hyperion. (Sequel to After the Dance)

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Authors Note: For darkhavens who wanted bouncy, OD'ed on sugar, Xander and 'Oh Gods, how do I bring him back down to earth before I kill him' Spike. In a car, running an errand for Giles, who really just wanted the constantly grabby lovebirds out of his hair for a while, as hot as you can make it, with a side dish of humor.

***

"Why do you think Giles needed this book tonight? Huh? You think there's another apocalypse coming and he didn't want to tell us? Huh? Think he's afraid we'll panic or something? Huh?" Xander bounced in his seat, tapping his fingers against the armrest, the window, his leg, and the dashboard, seemingly all at once.

"Don't know, luv." Spike grit his teeth. He loved Xander, he really did.

"Oh." For a second Xander looked disappointed. "That's okay! Ooh! We're going to L.A.!"

Shaking his head, Spike played along. "Yes, luv, remember? That's where the book is, with my Sire. We've discussed this already. Remember?"

"I know." Xander answered, slightly irritated. "I'm not dumb." He gave Spike a hurt look. "Just meant, maybe we could go to that club, you know. Giles didn't say he needed the book right away, did he?"

"No, luv." Spike looked over to see Xander's pouty face. "I’m sorry, 'course we can go, pet. Whatever you want." He held out his hand, pulling Xander roughly to him when the boy finally gave in and entwined their fingers. "Now promise me, Xan. No mohocohocolate tonight, okay? Think you're high enough as it is." Spike bussed Xander's cheek.

"No more chocolate?" Xander's voice was plaintive.

"I'll give you something else for your troubles, 'kay, luv?" Spike whispered, one hand drifting down to press gently against Xander's crotch. "Maybe calm you down a bit as well, yeah?"

Xander nodded silently against Spike's side, hips thrusting into that cool palm. His eyes shuttered closed as Spike unzipped his jeans and pulled him out, his cock swelling.

"So beautiful, luv." Spike whispered eyes steady on the road as his hand traveled the length of Xander's shaft. "Love to feel you in my hand, so hard and pulsing. Can feel the blood filling you, gettin' you ready for me." Spike bit his lower lip as his own hard-on throbbed to life.

"Spike," Xander whisper-whined.

"Shhh, luv." Spike soothed. "Gonna make you feel so good, Xan." At Xander's groan, Spike increased the speed of his strokes. "Like that, luv? Feel good?" Spike paused with every pull just long enough to play with Xander's slit, to pinch the silky-soft head of his cock teasingly. "Wish I could go down on you, luv. Wish I could take you in my mouth and suck all that tasty cum right out of you." Spike licked his lips at the thought.

"Oh, God!" Xander bucked, cumming all over Spike's hand, amazed that Spike was able to actually catch most of the spunk before it hit his jeans. "Oh, God," He moaned as he watched Spike lap his spent seed up from the small pool in the palm of his hand.

"Definitely going to that club tonight, luv." Spike told him. "Need to feel you against me. Make all the other blokes jealous."

Xander gave Spike one of his goofy smiles.

***

Wesley was a walking hard-on. Ever since that night that Angel had caught him...touching himself...he'd been randy as a teenager, wanting Angel every second of every day.

"Angel?" He poked his head into Angel's office.

"Hmm?"

"Mr. Giles called. He's apparently sent Xander and Spike here to collect one of our books."

"Which book?" Angel glanced up, smiling at Wesley.

Wesley shrugged. "Any book, really. Apparently he just wanted to give them a task that would tahem hem out of his sight for a bit."

Angel laughed aloud. "Yeah, ever since the two of them finally came out to the others seeing the them together can get a bit..."

"Distracting?" Wesley supplied.

"I was going to say annoying." Angel gave Wesley a curious look, then scented the air, making Wesley blush. "Distracting, huh?"

Wesley's color deepened. "Well, I only meant...that is..."

"You've seen them?" Angel arched an eyebrow in question.

Wesley nodded.

"Tell me."

Wesley's prick jumped at the commanding tone of voice Angel used. "I, uh, it was that night. I went to a club, saw them there together." Wesley swallowed against a dry throat. "I...they were doing more than just dancing."

"So you saw them, and came home to me?"

"Yes."

"Did you like that? Watching them? Did you wish you could join?"

"Yes."

Angel nodded, dismissing Wesley with a wave of his hand.

***

Spike burst through the front doors of the Hyperion like he did everything else, loudly. "Peaches? Oh, Peache

Growling Angel came out of his office. "Spike, I told you not to call me that."

Smirking, Spike gave him a two-fingered salute. "Came for the book the Watcher wanted."

"I know. Here." Angel shoved a large book into Spike's hands.

"Ta, luv." Spike threw him a smacking kiss. "Now the and and I are off to work off some of his excess energy at the clubs." Spike turned, duster swirling about him as he strode for the exit.

"Clubs?"

Spike stopped and turned back. "Yeah, what of it? Want to make a go of it and come with? Maybe find someone to relieve your own excess energy?" Spike leered at him.

"Yea wou would." Angel turned ignoring Spike's surprised look, and called up the stairs. "Wes!"

Wesley appeared disheveled and anxious looking. "Yes, Angel?"

"Get dressed, we're going clubbing with the boys."

Wesley's eyes widened as they went from Angel to Spike and then back again. "Yes, Angel."

***

"Spike, what are they doing here?" Xander whispered as they entered the club, Angel and Wesley trailing behind them.

"Peaches is doing the ex-Watcher." Spike smirked. "Can smell them all over each other."

"Huh?" Xander couldn't help turning around and staring at their two companions. "They are?"

"Yup." Spike reached out and pushed at Xander's jaw. "Close your mouth, luv." He laughed. "Think my Sire wants to have a little fun tonight. You game?"

Xander's head swiveled back toward Spike. "Fun? You mean..." Xander gestured between the two of them, "And..." Then gestured behind at the pair following. His cock twitched at the thought.

Spike smiled. He could smell the arousal pouring off his Xan. "Yeah, luv. You mind?"

Xander shook his head. "No, I mean, not if you don't."

"Good answer, luv."

Spike joined his hand with Xander's and pulled the boy onto the dance floor. Xander soon lost himself in the music shimmying against Spike and letting their erections collide every now and then.

***

Angel and Wesley watched from the sidelines. Angel could feel Wesley's arousal rising to a fever pitch. He stepped up behind his lover, and pressed his own erection into the groove of Wesley's ass. "You like watching Wes? What makes them so special? What gets you so hot?"

Wesley groaned at the feel of Angel behind him. "I - ," he swallowed. "They love each other. You can see it. Feel it." Wesley explained, wondering whatel wel would think of him. "They belong together."

"That's what does it for you? Knowing they love each other?" Angel tried to suss out the attraction.

"Yes, and...Xander." Wesley's gaze dropped to the floor before his feet. "I...I've always wanted him." The confession rushed out of him.

"You want Xander?"

"No! I mean, well, yes. But no, Angel. You. I only want you." Wesley tried to reassure his new lover.

"It's okay, Wes. I’m not mad." Angel soothed. His hands landed on Wesley's hips, pulling him back against Angel's body, swaying them both gently to the rhythm of the pulsing music. "In fact, I want you to go over there. Dance with them. I want to see the three of you together. Fuck! Just thinking about the three of you has me leaking." Angel thrust up against Wesley's ass in emphasis.

Dumbstruck, Wesley nodded.

***

They were practically fucking each other on the dance floor. Xander and Spike were thrusting and groaning amidst the mass of other men, paying no heed to gawkers or other interested parties. When Wesley joined them, neither man batted an eyelash.

They separated, pressing Wesley into the middle. Xander rubbed sinuously against his front, their groins thrusting together. While Spike was happy to mold himself to Wesley's back, his erection pressing into the ex-Watcher's arse.

Wesley moaned, and Xander couldn't help leaning forward to take his lips in a hungry kiss. He pushed his way in, tongue tasting every bit of Wesley that he could. Knowing that both Spike and Angel were watching made the whole thing even more erotic, more passionate.

Spike's hands came from behind to cup Wesley's aching cock. He thrust into the touch, wanting more, wishing Spike would pull him out, touch him flesh to flesh. As if the vampire could read his mind, Wesley felt his zip fall as his cock met cool air. Then Spike was touching him, stroking his throbbing shaft in one hand, while Xander kissed him senseless.

The fact that they were in a crowd, in public, never crossed Wesley's addled mind.

***

Fuck! Angel moved to a darkened corner. He had to touch himself, had to relieve some of the tension building as he watched his boy being manhandled by Spike and Xander. The sight was so overwhelmingly erotic that Angel was surprised he hadn't dragged them all back to the hotel for a hard fuck yet.

He watched; groaning at the tiny glimpse of flesh he had as Spike pulled on Wesley's cock. He could see Xander's tongue teasing his boy's mouth, making Wesley beg for more.

"Spike!" Angel groaned, knowing the other vampire would hear him. "Here, now."

***

The four of them met in the shadows, panting, and hard.

"Having fun?" Angel asked. Spike leered, Xander colored, and Wesley went ashen.

"Angel, it's...I thought - "

Angel cut Wesley off. "Wesley, on your knees."

To his credit the man only hesitated for half a second before dropping onto his knees before Angel. His gaze was level with the bulge tenting Angel's slacks. "Yes, Angel."

"Pull me out."

This time there was no hesitation. And Angel soon found himself cupped in the palm of Wesley's hot hand.

Xander groaned at the sight, leaning into Spike. "You like that, luv? Want to be the commander, or the commanded?" He leered.

"Oh, fuck, Spike! Would you let me?" The boy's eyes were pleading; hot waves of desire crashing behind the brown orbs.

"Anything, luv."

"Down on your knees, Spike." Xander whispered, wondering if Spike would really let himself be commanded.

Immediately the vampire dropped before him. He lowered his head submissively, before whispering back, "Yes, Master."

Holy fuck! Xander nearly came right there. He glanced up to find Angel watching him, smiling.

"Take me out, Spike. Take me in your mouth, wet me down." Xander's voice was hoarse with desire.

"You heard the man, Wes. Do the same. Suckle me." Angel commanded.

The sounds of slurping, wet tongues against hard, hot flesh were drowned out by the throbbing music. But neither man cared. The feel of their r'sr's mouths against them was all that mattered at the moment.

"Stop." Angel commanded, and Wesley pulled away immediately. When Xander said nothing, Angel nudged him and gave him a look.

"Stop, Spike." Xander could barely get the words out. Xander looked to Angel for instruction.

"Switch." The one word made Xander's spine tingle. He glanced down at the dark head of hair moving toward him. Wesley. Wesley was going to go down on him.

Xander groaned, his knees almost giving way, as Wesley took him in. That talented tongue doing things that made him shudder uncontrollably. He turned to Angel, only to find the other man's eyes closed, head thrown back as Spike suckled at his cock, fangs to the fore.

Xander let himself turn back to Wesley. Let himself enjoy being sucked by another man. By Wesley, a man he'd had more than one boyish fantasy about way back when. He groaned.

"S-stop!" Xander cried, not wanting to cum yet. Turning to Angel he pleaded with his eyes for understanding because he wasn't sure he could speak coherent sentences just yet. "Angel, I need...I want...I mean - "

"Shh." Angel whispered, knowing exactly what Xander needed. Leaning forward he took a taste of Spike's boy. Chocolate, pulling away he laughed. "I should've known."

Confused Xander stared, but didn't hesitate to follow when Angel led them all toward the men's bathroom. He sent Spike in first, and was rewarded as several men came running out of the restroom. They entered the now empty room to find Spike waiting, naked, but for his boots.

"Oh, God!" Xander groaned at the sight.

"Wesley, strip." Angel commanded, and Wesley obeyed without question.

"Assume the position."

"Yes, Angel." Wesley turned, splayed his hands against the wall and spread his legs.

Xander thought he was probably drooling.

"Do you want him Xander?" Angel asked. "You can have him. Tonight."

Xander's erection throbbed. He turned toward his own lover, who smiled and nodded at him.

"Go on, luv. Take him."

Stepping forward, Xander unzipped his pants, letting them fall to his ankles. Placing a hand against Wesley's hip he caressed the soft skin there. When Wesley shuddered, Xander grew bolder, letting his hand reach until it covered Wesley's erection. He stroked at Wesley's hard cock, pressing his own shaft against Wesley's crack.

"Yes, Xander! Take me, please. I want it. I want you." Wesley began to plead.

When Xander turned toward Spike once more, the vampire threw him a small tube of lube. "Go on then, Xan. The man wants to be taken." Spike called out.

The image of Xander preparing Wesley would forever be burned into Spike's memory. His lover was so incredibly hot, so incredibly sexy that Spike found himself pulling at his own prick. The look on Xander's face as he finally pushed the head of his penis through Wesley's tight hole, would give Spike wanking material for the rest of his unlife.

"Come on," Angel growled at him, tugging at his free hand.

They walked over to their lovers, and began dropping kisses and caresses over both their bodies. Spike took Xander's mouth in a fierce kiss as Angel tweaked Wesley's already hardened nipples. All four men were groaning, trying to stave off their orgasms for as long as possible.

"God, Wes, you're so tight. Fuck!" Xander moaned as he thrust in and out of Wesley's warm tunnel.

"Angel!" Wesley cried as Angel pinched and pulled at his nipple, while his other hand played with the head of Wesley's cock. "More, Xander, more!" He thrust back against Xander.

"Spike!" Xander screamed as he felt the wet tip of Spike's tongue pressing into him. His pucker clenched and tightened around the invading muscle, even as he thrust back against it.

"Love to taste you, Xan. Told you that." Spike chastised his love. "Anyway I can." Then bent forward to continue the rimming.

In the meantime Angel had dropped to his knees in front of Wesley's shivering form. But instead of taking Wesley into his mouth, he moved aside the purpled cock and pressed his tongue to Wesley's perineum instead. Wesley nearly jumped out of his skin, then moaned for more, spreading his legs wider.

"Gonna c-cum!" Xander groaned, warning them all. Angel swooped forward and took Wesley's prick into his mouth in anticipation, while Spike continued to fuck Xander with his tongue.

Suddenly Xander tensed, shooting into Wesley's body, setting off a chain reaction in the ex-Watcher, who shuddered and came down Angel's throat. Before either man could recover, Angel and Spike were gone.

With feral growls they attacked each other. Kissing ferociously, heedless of fangs that cut and lips that bled. Spike could taste Wesley's spunk on his Sire's tongue, as they kissed and rubbed against each other. Their cocks were hard and free, coming together in painful pleasure. Finally both vampires came, crying out as they sprayed cool semen all over each other's shuddering bodies.

***

All four men were quiet as they cleaned up and dressed. "Sunrise is coming." Spike broke the silence. "Best be on our way."

Reluctantly they all headed back out toward the parking lot.

"Maybe," Wesley offered hesitantly, giving Angel a querying look. "Maybe you should stay at the hotel, just for the day. I mean, there may not be enough time for you to make it back to Sunnydale before sunrise."

The four of them stood staring at each other for a moment. Then Spike smirked, Xander colored, Wesley smiled sheepishly, and Angel finally growled an ascent. "Come on, then."

Once inside the car, Spike cuddled Xander to his side. "You okay, luv?"

"More than, Spike. Thank you."

"Good." Spike kissed the crown of Xander's head, threading his fingers through Xander's for the short ride back.
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