Create successful ePaper yourself
Turn your PDF publications into a flip-book with our unique Google optimized e-Paper software.
Angel wasn't moving; perhaps still trying to figure out exactly what was happening.<br />
He finally broke out of his stupor when Xander pushed down Angel's plain black<br />
boxer briefs and wrapped his warm fingers around the already hard cock he found<br />
there.<br />
The vampire put his hands on Xander's shoulders and made another minor attempt<br />
to push him away. "Wait, no. This isn't supposed to happen like this."<br />
Xander shrugged the hands off. "Remember that first time, when I told you to give<br />
in to what your body wanted?"<br />
Angel nodded hesitantly.<br />
"Well, this time I’m telling you to just let it happen. Do what feels good, not just<br />
what is necessary."<br />
"But…Buffy-"<br />
"This isn't about her. This is about us making the best of a fucked-up situation."<br />
Xander leaned in and ran his tongue along Angel's ear, while at the same time<br />
running his thumb under the foreskin of his dick, caressing the sensitive skin<br />
underneath. "Feels good, right?"<br />
"This is not smart, Xander," Angel whispered while finally wrapping his arms<br />
around Xander's waist and pulling him in closer.<br />
"Mm-hm. Nobody ever accused me of being smart. Let's prove them right." Xander<br />
moved one of Angel's hands between them and pushed it down into his own boxers,<br />
the jeans still unzipped and open thanks to Spike a few minutes ago, and closed the<br />
fingers around his cock. "Just touch me and stop thinking. You think too much,<br />
anyway."<br />
For a few minutes, the two simply stood there and stroked each other. Xander took<br />
the time to get to know what Angel liked by trying different movements and<br />
touches. He also did his best to concentrate on Angel's hand on him. The previous<br />
times were so quick and rough he never had the time to just feel it.
Change language