Rating: NC17
Warnings: Sex between boys and lots of nakedness
Spoilers: None whatsoever. This is totally AU and the boys are human.
Summary: Spike is on the prowl for some company for the evening when he happens upon a young innocent Angel ready to be schooled.
Notes: This was a request by sexymermaid when I put out a drabble call. She asked for an innocent Angel being seduced by Spike. This turned out to be way longer than a drabble. Hope you like it. I'd also like to thank denied_heaven and angelstart for the quick beta.
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Leaning against the bar, Spike perused the club looking for something. He didn't know what he was looking for, but he was sure he'd know as soon as he saw it. Slowly, his eyes swept across the crowded room. Men and boys of all ages on the prowl, looking for someone to help ease the loneliness of their lives, even if it was for just one night.
Bored and a bit disappointed, Spike drained his drink as he decided that tonight was a complete waste of time. He stood up straight, already deciding to call it a night. As he started to leave his place at the bar, he saw what he was looking for. Taking back his place, he leaned casually against the bar and signaled the bartender for another drink. He never took his eyes from the group, watching as they found a table and sat down.
Spike smiled as he watched the one now in his sights look nervously around the room, his eyes wide as he took in everything around him. It was obvious to Spike that this was a new experience to the young man. Taking his drink from the bartender, he made his way towards the table. As he neared the table, he noticed that he had caught the attention of the one he had in his scope. He smiled, pleased that he had.
"Hello boys." He greeted the table, but kept his eyes on only one. "Name's Spike."
He ignored the others as they rattled of their names. He was only interested in one of them, and the others could just bugger off.
"I'm Angel."
Spike smiled as he said his name and lowered his eyes in shyness, a slight tinge of pink sweeping across his cheeks. He looked sternly at the other boys as they laughed at their companion. "Bugger off guys."
They scrambled out of the booth, leaving their friend by himself. Once they had gone, he slid in the booth, next to the young man.
"There. That's better." He raised his hand and called the half-naked waiter over. "A drink for my new friend here, Steve."
"Sure thing Spike." He looked at the young man. "So what's your pleasure?"
Angel looked up at him startled. "What?"
Spike leaned over and whispered in his ear. "He wants to know what you're drinking."
Angel shivered as Spike's warm breath caressed his ear. "What I'm drinking? Um." Angel's body shivered again as he felt the stranger's tongue trace the rim of his ear.
"Yeah.what you're drinking." Spike whispered again.
Angel looked at the stranger and then at the waiter, confused. It was like his brain was empty and he couldn't talk.
Spike chuckled. "Get him a beer, Steve. Looks like the cat's got his tongue." The waiter nodded, laughing and shaking his head as he walked away. Spike smiled again, as he placed his finger under the embarrassed young man's chin, directing his head up.
"So Angel, what brings you here? Don't recall seeing you before."
"First time.new in town," he mumbled.
"Are ya now? So what brings you to our fair city?"
"School. Start in a few days," Angel replied, looking around desperately for his friends.
"School huh? How old are ya Angel?" He directed the young's man head around so he could look at him.
"21."
Spike looked at him and quirked an eyebrow, not believing for a minute that this young man was 21.
Angel shrunk a bit under the direct gaze of the stranger. "18...I'm 18. Starting my freshman year at UCLA."
"That's better. So, you're 18. Away from home for the first time and decided to come out for a spot of fun, did ya?"
Angel shrugged his shoulders. "Not my idea. They wanted to come." He pointed to his friends now seated on the other side of the dance floor.
"Oh so you are sheep now are ya? Go where you are led?" Spike asked, purposely goading the young man.
"No." Angel sat up a bit straighter. "Not a sheep. Wanted to come. Don't have places like this where I'm from."
"And where would that be?" Spike slid a little closer to the young man, dropping one hand on his thigh.
Angel jumped when he felt the hand rest on his leg. "Um.I'm from a little town in Colorado."
"Pretty country out there." He gave the muscled thigh a quick squeeze as the waiter brought the drinks over. Looking up he had to stifle a laugh as he caught the wink Steve gave him. "Thanks, Steve."
He slid the drink to Angel, who picked it up and took a large swallow of the amber liquid.
"So tell me Angel, why are you really here tonight? Out looking for a way to ease the loneliness of being away from home for the first time? Ready to stretch your wings and fly? I can show you how to fly. Have you soaring above the trees and not want to come down."
Spike saw the blush as the young man grasped the meaning of what he was insinuating. He chuckled. "Too fast for you, Angel? Come on. Let's dance." He grabbed the still-blushing man's hand and pulled him from the booth, dragging him to the middle of the dance floor.
The up-tempo music faded, and a slow song soon started in its place. Spike watched as Angel looked around as the other men took each other in their arms and started to move to the slow, sensuous beat of the music.
Spike came up behind Angel, placing his hands on the younger man's hips. "What's wrong, Angel?" He whispered in his ear.
"Can't dance. Never danced before."
"It's easy. Just close your eyes, and feel the rhythm of the music." Spike started moving back and forth, showing Angel with his hands how to move. Angel started moving tentatively at first, letting Spike direct his body.
"That's it. See, it's not so hard." Spike continued moving as he brought their bodies closer together. They stayed that way, slowly moving back and forth as Spike felt Angel's body relax as he lost himself in the music.
As Angel moved his body to the music, he felt the pressure of Spike's hands leave his hips and move down his arms, causing small goose bumps to rise up on his arms as Spike grasped each hand, entwining his fingers. Keeping his eyes closed, they swayed together, his body tingling. He wondered if this is what it felt like when you were shocked with electricity. It was a nice feeling, he decided.
Spike was growing hard as they continued to dance. The slow song was replaced with another. Still grasping Angel's hands, he raised them to that they were perpendicular to the floor, before continuing until they were straight up, pointing to the ceiling. He directed them back down, over his head so that Angel's arms were now around his neck.
Spike released Angel's hands and slowly brought his own down, sliding them down long, muscular arms and continuing along each side of Angel's body. He felt the young man tremble as he made his way down the large body, finally stopping when he reach the waistband of his jeans. The position of Angel's arms wrapped around Spike caused his body to arch away from Spike's lean body. Grasping the hips again, Spike brought Angel's body back, so that it was once again pressed tightly against his own.
Angel could feel the hardness pressed against him and he tensed a bit, but he relaxed again as Spike whispered in his ear. "Feel the music. Let it sweep across and through your body." Banishing all thoughts from his mind, Angel did as Spike told him and he was soon lost again in the music.
Feeling the body in his arms relax once again, Spike traced a path along the shell of Angel's ear, nipping at the lobe as he continued down and placed small kisses and bites on his neck. He was pleased when Angel moved his head to the side so that he had better access to the smooth column of skin. He tucked his thumb into the waistband of Angel's jeans, removing the shirt that was tucked inside before releasing the top button. His flesh was warm to his touch and he couldn't help but smile at the moan that escaped Angel as his finger made contact with his heated skin.
His other hand found its way from Angel's hip and traveled to the front, gently palming the growing bulge encased within the thick denim. He felt Angel's long fingers start threading their way though his hair. He dropped another quick kiss to Angel's neck before quickly spinning him around so that the young man was now facing him. He could see passion and lust glazing in Angel's brown eyes. He stared for a moment before swooping in and taking Angel's lips with his own in a bruising kiss. His tongue forced Angel's mouth open, teasing his tongue to dance with his own. Their bodies continued to move to the music as he placed one hand on the curve of Angel's ass. He felt Angel's large hands start to knead his shoulders as he slipped his own hand down the back of Angel's jeans.
As they continued to kiss, he guided Angel off the dance floor easily. They kept moving until Spike had the younger man up against the wall in a dark corner of the club, away from prying eyes.
He continued to attack Angel's mouth as he reached with his hand and pulled down the zipper. With that accomplished, he reached in and released Angel's now hard cock from its confines and stroked it in time with the music that was now pulsating from the speakers.
Angel's knees buckled as he felt Spike take his cock into his hand. He moved within Spike's grasp, moaning as their tongues continued their own little dance. He broke the kiss, panting heavily as he tried to draw air into his starving lungs, gasping as Spike continued to stroke his cock, his knees buckling again. His blood was racing through his veins and his heart was pounding so hard he thought for sure it was going to explode. He closed his eyes as he put his head back against the wall, hoping it would hold him up and keep him from sliding to the floor.
He soon felt a hand on his, guiding him to the bulge in Spike's tight leather pants. His hand was held there until he started moving it is on his own. Spike leaned forward, "That's it. Open it up.take it out. Want to feel your hand on my cock."
Biting his lower lip, he looked around quickly to see if they were being watched. Seeing that no one was paying them any mind, he did as he was told. He could hear the sound of the metal as he pulled it down. Tentatively reaching in, he gasped in surprise when he realized that Spike wasn't wearing anything else.
Spike chuckled at the young man's surprise. His laugh became a moan as he felt the large hand wrap around his cock and start to slowly stroke it. He moved against Angel's hand, continuing to stroke the cock in his. He swiped a finger across the top of Angel's cock, gathering up some of fluid that was pooling at the tip. He brought his hand up to his mouth and licked the salty liquid off his finger, all the while staring into Angel's eyes.
He reached down and guided Angel's finger across his tip, then brought it up to Angel's lips. "Taste me," he said softly. Angel reached out tentatively with his tongue, licking the fluid that was sliding down his finger.
Spike watched entranced as Angel's mouth closed around his finger and sucked the fluid from it. Pulling the young man's finger from his mouth, he replaced it with his tongue, groaning at the taste of himself in the other man's mouth. He took Angel's hands and wrapped them around his waist, moving them down a bit until they were nestled inside of his loosened leather pants. He applied a bit of pressure until Angel got the idea, and pressed Spike's body toward his down.
Angel groaned again as he felt Spike's bare cock brush up against his own. Liking the feeling, he pressed against the ass in his hands again and was rewarded as their cocks ground together. When he pressed again, he bent his knees a bit and came back up. That got a groan from the man attacking his mouth.
They continued to move up against each other. This time Spike broke the kiss. Both men stared at each other, breathing heavily, lips swollen and eyes glazed with passion.
"Need ya, pet.got to have you." Spike panted. He grabbed Angel by the hand, and led him down the hallway that was to their left. The way was dimly lit, but Spike seemed to know his way. Angel's body tingled with anticipation with what was going to happen next. He was excited but scared at the same time. His head was warring with his body, trying to tell him this wasn't a very smart thing to do, let alone doing it with a stranger. When Spike looked at him over his shoulder and smiled, Angel decided he didn't care and continued to let himself be led, his hard cock slapping against his stomach.
Spike continued leading him down the darkened hallway until they came to a door. Flinging it open, he brought Angel's inside, slamming the door shut before pushing the young man up against the closed door and taking his mouth again. Spike reached for the hem of Angel's shirt and pulled it up, breaking the kiss just long enough to remove the offensive material.
Before taking Angel's mouth again, he tore off his own shirt and swooped in again. Heated skin rubbed against heated skin. Their moans were louder now that they weren't being drowned out by the music, which could still be heard, but faintly now. Spike reached and pushed the jeans down off of Angel's hips. The material fell to the floor on its own. Angel toed his shoes off and stepped out of clothing that was pooled at his feet.
"God luv, but you are beautiful." Spike stood back as his eyes took in every inch of the body before him, glowing in the dim light of the office. He kept his eyes on Angel as he took his shoes off and removed his leather pants.
Completely naked now, he took his cock into his own hand and started to stroke it as he slowly advanced on Angel, who was watching him nervously. Spike smiled at the man's nervousness and watched as the tip of Angel's tongue popped out of his mouth and moistened his lips.
"Nothing to be nervous about pet."
"I.I'm not nervous." Angel stammered.
"Oh but I think you are, but it's quite a turn-on luv. First time?"
"N.No. Why do you think that?"
Spike quirked his eyebrow at Angel again as he continued to stroke his cock. Close enough to the young man now that he could feel his nervous breathing, he reach for Angel's hand and put it on his cock, while reaching for the young man.
"It's okay. We all have a first time. Nothing to be embarrassed or nervous about."
"Not embarrassed or nervous.I."
Angel's words were cut off when Spike took his mouth, forcing his tongue in again. Spike released Angel's mouth and spun the young man around so that he was facing the door. He leaned forward and with barely a whisper instructed Angel to brace himself up against it. Angel did as he was instructed, but was curious about what was going on.
His legs shook and his body trembled as he felt Spike's tongue trace a path down his spine, leaving goose bumps in its wake as he continued down his body. He started as he felt gentle nips on the cheeks of his ass. Then he felt his cheeks being parted and he closed he eyes as he felt Spike's tongue continue its trek along the crease, pausing at his opening before slipping ever so slowly in past the quivering ring of muscle.
Angel's heart started to beat rapidly in his chest as he realized what was happening. He felt Spike's tongue move within him and it felt good. He never knew it could feel so good. He moaned as he dug his fingers into the wood, trying to grab onto something that would keep him from slipping to the floor as he didn't think his legs would hold him up much longer. He gave a small shout as Spike continued to rim him and start to massage the sac that was hanging between his legs.
Taking pity on the young man, Spike removed his tongue and stood up slowly, rubbing his naked body against Angel's, so glad that he decided to stick around and not leave earlier. As he rubbed himself up against Angel, his cock slid in the crease where his tongue had just been. He could feel the man trembling uncontrollably. He gently turned Angel around so that they were now facing each other again.
Taking Angel's hand in his, he led him over to the black leather couch. He gently pushed him down so that he was on his knees, his chest resting against the cool cushions and his long arms stretched out across the top of the cushions. Reaching over to the end-table, he opened the drawer and pulled out a tube and a condom. Quickly slipping the condom on, he joined Angel on the couch as he flicked open the lid and squirted out a quarter-sized dollop of the lube into his hand and rubbed them together. Reaching around the young man's body, he placed his hand around his cock, sliding his hand up and down the stiff organ. With his other hand, he parted Angel's cheeks and circled the small opening. It quivered under his touch.
Slowly, he inserted his index finger, stopping at the first knuckle, but he never stopped stroking Angel's cock. "That's it. Relax." He cooed into the young man's ear.
After giving the young man time to adjust, he slipped his finger in farther, pausing every now and then until the digit was fully encased within the young man's ass. He moved his finger gently, slowly within Angel's channel. The first time he hit the small nub hidden within Angel's body, the young man shouted with pleasure. Spike smiled.
Withdrawing his finger, he replaced it with two and then three fingers, wanting to make sure Angel was fully stretched and prepared. Each time he hit Angel's prostrate, he let out a little whimper.
Angel was beyond any comprehensive thought, not that he would know what to think. All he knew was that he was quickly becoming a pile of goo as a result of the sensations that this stranger was inflicting on his body. As Spike prepared him, Angel couldn't help but move himself on Spike's fingers. His stomach was nothing but a big wad of knots. He moved on Spike's fingers wanting something more, but he didn't know what. He started whimpering as his body moved faster, his sweat-slicked skin sliding easily against the leather of the couch.
"Oh god.oh god.oh god.." He mumbled over and over.
Spike knew that the young man was close and his own cock was dying to be inside him. Nudging Angel's legs farther apart, he took his hand from the other man's cock, and proceeded to lube his own up. He pushed Angel so that his body was flush against the back of the couch, his cock trapped between his body and the cushion. He kneeled between his legs and guided his shaft to the small opening.
Slowly he pressed forward. It took all the control he had not push all the way in. Once the tip breached the tight ring of muscle, he paused when he felt the young man's body tense up. He leaned forward, "It's alright. Relax. Bear down for me. I know it hurts, but I promise it will feel better in a minute." He placed a kiss on Angel's cheek and slid all the way in when he felt the young man do as he asked. Fully seated now within Angel, he moaned as the tightness surrounding him. After a few minutes, Spike started moving slowing within Angel, whispering encouragement in the young man's ear.
Angel's knuckles were white as he grasped the cushions, the pain giving way to pleasure as Spike moved within him. Angel started keening now. "Oh god.please.oh god.feels so good.oh god.want."
"What do you want baby?" Spike asked slowly.
"I.I." He stammered incoherently, but was soon shouting when Spike hit that spot inside him again.
"Want me to go faster? Is that what you want?" Spike was hoping the young man would say yes. He was having a hard time keeping his control, but he didn't want to hurt him.
"Yes...Yes.Please."
Spike sped up his movements. All that could be heard in the room now was skin slapping against skin, along with the moans and groans coming from the two figures on the couch.
As Spike thrust into him, Angel could fill his cock move against the couch, grasping it. Angel could feel a tightening in the pit of his stomach and knew that he was about to come.
"Oh god.please.I'm.I'm.gonna." and before he could get it all out, he came with all over the leather.
As he came, Spike could feel Angel clench around his cock, but he kept going. Sweat was now pouring down the side of his face as he bit his lip and grimaced. In and out he continued as his cock was held in the tight grip of Angel's ass. He was holding tightly onto the young man's hips as he thrust one more time and shouted loudly as he released himself within the young man.
Exhausted, he kept moving inside of Angel, who was still clenching around his cock, drawing out every last bit of come that was inside of him. He dropped his body down on the younger man, sliding his tongue along the sweat moistening his skin. He loved the taste of the tangy saltiness.
Slowly he eased himself out of Angel, removing and disposing the used condom before he sat on the couch, dropping his head back onto the cushion. Turning his head, he looked at the young man as he turned around and sat next to Spike.
Angel looked at Spike shyly, not sure what to say now. What do you say in a situation like this after having sex with a stranger and that it was your first time. Screwing up his courage, "That was." He stopped. At this moment he brain wasn't functioning.
Spike smiled, "Amazing? It was more than that."
"Yea, amazing. Never knew it could be like that."
Angel looked away for a minute, biting his lower lip then looking back at the man sitting next to him.
Spike could see that Angel wanted to ask him something. "Yes? You want to ask me something?"
"Well.um.I was wondering.um.you think we can do it again.I mean if you want to, that is?" Angel asked blushing profusely.
Spike laughed out loud as he grabbed the younger man, pulling him down on top of him as he stretched out on couch. Raising his head off the couch, he kissed Angel. "I think that can be arranged Angel.I definitely think that can be arranged."
** The End **