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22 October 2003 @ 12:54 pm
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"Here," Angel said, throwing the velvet box at Spike, who turned just in time to catch it with a smack in the chest, one of his less graceful saves.

"What's this?"

Angel didn't answer, but hoped his stare conveyed that he wasn't here to answer stupid questions from a tasteless halfwit whose past decade of jewelry purchases had come packaged in plastic bags and who was currently wearing a 10-karat garbage ring in the shape of an angry eagle for the sole purpose of making his grandsire fume in disgust every time it worked across his cock. The fuming and disgust always evaporated into tiny grunts that Angel hadn't yet figured out how to control, but one of these days if Spike wasn't careful he was going to lose the entire finger supporting that stupid ring. Then again maybe he should just try to take it off while Spike was sleeping. The ring. Leave the finger. It was useful.

"Don't remember it being my birthday," Spike said, holding the chain between two fingers like a small piece of entrail. He seemed dubious.

"Shut up and put it on."

A considering look, a half-smile. "Your gift. You're supposed to do the honors."

Angel refused to let even a twitch disarray his cultivated lack of expression as Spike tossed the box aside and brought his gift back to him, swinging from one finger now in a deliberate and somehow inviting way. When he was close enough to taste, Angel grabbed the chain with one swift hand and the back of Spike's neck with the other. For a moment he held that handspan of muscle and bone and stared into Spike's deep eyes, then tightened his grip just enough to signal what he wanted. Once it would have taken force to drive Spike to his knees; now he folded and bent his head nicely, nape curving like the stem of a flower.

One twist broke the clasp of the crappy chain Spike was wearing; it slithered to the floor as Angel replaced it with what he'd bought. Actions shifted them closer, brought Spike's petal-tufted head rubbing against his thigh, a hair away from his tightening crotch.

"You're docile," Angel observed. He'd meant to sound rude, the way Spike always sounded so rude, but his voice came out too quiet for that. Do I sound grateful? he wondered. He manhandled Spike, drawing his head back to get a look at the effect, gold close above his shirt collar.

Spike raised a brow along with his voice, an arch, needling note to his question: "You think?"

But he thanked Angel properly, from down on the floor.
 
 
 
zoniduck on October 22nd, 2003 12:54 pm (UTC)
When he was close enough to taste, Angel grabbed the chain away with one swift hand and the back of Spike's neck with the other. For a moment he did nothing but hold that handspan of muscle and bone and stare into Spike's deep eyes, then he tightened his grip just enough to signal what he wanted. Once it would have taken force to drive Spike to his knees; now Spike folded and bent his head, nape curving like the stem of a flower.

Eep!

::blacks out as all the blood rushes from her head::
witlingwitling on October 22nd, 2003 01:06 pm (UTC)
Gah. With the kneeling.

Gah.
JaneDavitt: spikemeanjanedavitt on October 22nd, 2003 01:06 pm (UTC)
Guh...loved this. Once it would have taken force to drive Spike to his knees; now he folded and bent his head nicely, nape curving like the stem of a flower.

Very hot.
lovessong: WOF (made by Lindsay)lovessong on October 22nd, 2003 01:11 pm (UTC)
*whimpers*

That is lovely and wonderful.
the butcher of mayfair: spanderanniesj on October 22nd, 2003 01:13 pm (UTC)
::melts into a boneless pile of Annie at your feet::

A world of GUH. Petal-tufted Spikehead? MEEP. I am yours forever.
thesaucyonethesaucyone on October 22nd, 2003 01:18 pm (UTC)
Damn girl. That was yummy, with the nape and the kneeling.
sparkledarksparkledark on October 22nd, 2003 01:30 pm (UTC)
Guhhmmmgrbbleyumyum...

Very very nice, indeed.
flaming june: Crawling_flaming_june_ on October 22nd, 2003 01:32 pm (UTC)
Christ. I'm sort of glazed over and trembly, now. And at work! Trying to run a historic house, here! Jesus, woman.

Once it would have taken force to drive Spike to his knees; now he folded and bent his head nicely, nape curving like the stem of a flower.

Gah! Gah! Gaaaaaaaaaaah.
Merstakebait on October 22nd, 2003 01:34 pm (UTC)
Purrrrrrrr.

Mer
Carla: boykissbeledibabe on October 22nd, 2003 01:39 pm (UTC)
Repeating previous wibble, seconding all the guhs, and adding in a hommina or two in sheer admiration.
Dio: dio's faith (mouseincanada)diachrony on October 22nd, 2003 01:42 pm (UTC)
uhuhuhmmmmm...guh...

*fans self, tries to catch breath*

Please tell me you're archiving these things somewhere!
dani: stockinggirlllaras on October 22nd, 2003 01:43 pm (UTC)
But he thanked Angel properly, from down on the floor.

As well he should.
squeeze me, stomp me,  make me winemoosesal on October 22nd, 2003 01:50 pm (UTC)
::moaning:: This was too yummy for words. Must go home now. Must go home.
SilverJaimesilverjaime on October 22nd, 2003 02:01 pm (UTC)
Gaaah
Anna doing S/A - too much happiness!
"when he was close enough to taste..."
Oh wow - please continue - and archive!
Luminosity: orgasmsockkpuppett on October 22nd, 2003 02:09 pm (UTC)
sigh....
it's just that you're unbearable: Spike...is everybody very stoned?fitofpique on October 22nd, 2003 02:28 pm (UTC)
Oh these are like...something small and tasty that you want to consume a lot of. I can't think of anything appropriate at the moment because of the kneeling and and the manhandling and the way you describe Spike's hair.

I have to lie down now.
saussy: Angel (icon by Mys)7spoons on October 22nd, 2003 02:44 pm (UTC)
Help me?

::trembles with lust and happiness::
KitanotJameskitanotjames on October 22nd, 2003 02:59 pm (UTC)
Jesus fucking god.

This one too.

All of them.

StA.

Please.

Happysigh.
Zoë Raynez_rayne on October 22nd, 2003 03:00 pm (UTC)
Guh.

::dies happy:
twi: Dangerous Beauty - saavatwistingflame on October 22nd, 2003 03:16 pm (UTC)
And in-between work I check my friends list and I get this. This is me gratefully thanking you. You're good, and I second all the quotes in the other comments.
Herself_nyc: mery_fr's Spike/Angelherself_nyc on October 22nd, 2003 08:10 pm (UTC)
Dear God.
Shapinglightshapinglight on October 24th, 2003 07:29 am (UTC)
Only just discovered this. Don't know how I managed to miss this one, when I've devoured all the others.

Beautiful. Please write more.
Estepheia: Spangel rules!estepheia on October 28th, 2003 10:43 am (UTC)
Shiny.