Angel wasn’t going to know what hit him. That was the only thought in Xander’s mind as the needle pierced his flesh and his blood began to flow into the little bag. Xander knew his lover didn’t think that he could come up with a suitable revenge for their chocolate covered night.
But he could. Because if Xander got hard at the sight of chocolate, Angel got harder at the sight of blood. Xander scoffed to himself, pitying his lover for doubting him. He hadn’t survived growing up on the Hellmouth without being able to see things. Pfft.
So anyway, here he was at the local blood bank, having come up with a totally lame excuse and an extra $20 to have the phlebotomist drain him of a pint and let him walk out with it. It’s amazing what a cute smile and a little cash could get you these days.
After drinking his required juice and stuffing his face with the provided cookies (and if he happened to bring his own Twinkie and Ho Ho and devour them also, well no one needed to know about that), Xander mentally ran through his check list for his big evil plan.
One hotel, emptied of employees, check.
One sleeping boyfriend, check.
One bright sunny day that would help make sure said one sleeping boyfriend remained asleep, check.
One pint of O pos, Xander flavored, check.
Now what was he forgetting. Oh right, the restraints. Never in a million years would Xander have thought he would be calling Spike for advice on vampire bondage, but that’s exactly what he’d done. See, the brilliance of his plan was that Angel would never think he’d call Spike either.
But really, who else could Xander call to find out the best way to restrain his super powered lover? Uh…right, nobody. Except the Mr. Blond Ambition himself, and Xander knew he was *never* going to live down that phone call, but it was so going to be worth it.
With a spring in his step, Xander entered the hotel and listened carefully for signs of inhabitation. Sure, he’d let everyone know that he and Angel needed some alone time today, and they all knew exactly what that meant, but you could never be too careful with nosy ears around. When he heard nothing, Xander made his way upstairs.
In their bedroom, he put his precious eau d’ Xander on the floor near the bed and knelt next to his sleeping angel. And yes, he knew it was punny to think of Angel that way, but he was Xander’s angel so there. Laugh if you must.
He kissed Angel’s forehead, then his cheek, then his lips, rousing his lover gently from his rest. Angel purred and reached out for him, exactly as Xander intended, and Xander snapped the wrist restraints in place quickly. Angel’s brow furrowed, and it was so cute that Xander couldn’t resist planting another little kiss there.
Angel tried to reach out for him again, and this time when he realized his wrists weren’t moving the way they should be, his eyes blinked open. He grinned sleepily when he saw Xander at his side and moved to grab him yet again. Sometimes, Angel wasn’t the brightest light in the bushel.
He frowned and looked down at his wrists, then turned to Xander, before realization sunk in. “Uh, Xander? What are you doing?”
“Payback, Xander style.”
“Love, you really don’t need to restrain me.”
“Um, yeah, I kinda think I do.” Xander raised Angel’s bound wrists and fastened them to yet another chain that he’d hidden behind the bed frame. Thank goodness for Construction 101, because really, finding equipment capable of resisting a vampire’s strength was not for the faint of heart.
Angel let Xander maneuver him into position, knowing that his lover would never be able to top the night filled with chocolate, but letting him have his chance because that’s the kind of generous lover he was. Xander just grinned, knowing that Angel was doubting him and ready to get the show on the road.
First, he stripped. Slowly, just like Angel liked, he removed one article of clothing at a time, making sure to tease his lover as much as he could. Naked, Xander turned and bent, sliding one of the larger plugs from his body and showing Angel just how prepared he was for today’s revenge.
Angel was pulling futilely on the chains and Xander couldn’t stop smiling. They weren’t even to the best part yet. He pulled the covers back from Angel’s body, revealing his lover’s naked and aroused form. Xander thanked whatever powers that be that he was able to partake daily of the richness of that bounty. And yeah, he knew that was cheesy too. Whatever, if you were getting fucked senseless by Angel, you’d be coming up with porntastic lines just like he did.
Straddling Angel’s body, Xander lowered himself and rubbed his body along his vampire’s, then he latched onto Angel’s sensitive neck with his lips and sucked hard. Angel rocked his hips up into Xander’s and groaned, loudly. Xander mentally did a little happy dance. Then reminded himself to thank Spike for that little bit of advice. Neck sucking, check.
He moved down Angel’s body, kissing and sucking his way, before slipping his hand over the side of the bed and grabbing the bag of his blood. Angel was too busy enjoying Xander’s attentions to realize what his lover was doing off to the side, but the moment Xander broke the seal on the bag, Angel’s nose flared and his eyes turned golden.
“Xander?”
“Yes, my love?” And yes, that was said with a smirk. He wasn’t totally cheesy, no matter what you may think.
“Why…what…how….huh?”
Xander laughed and kissed Angel. “Well, the ‘why’ is for payback, the ‘what’ is my blood, the ‘how’ is the blood bank and the ‘huh’…now that, well, that’s because my blood? – yeah, it’s your chocolate.” Dipping his finger into the bag, Xander dragged it over his lips before lowering them to just within Angel’s reach.
Angel had to arch his neck to get the prize, but he did, straining against the restraints holding him back. His tongue reached out and gathered the drops from Xander’s lips and he made sure to get every single particle of blood from them before he tried to deepen the kiss. Xander pulled back though, and didn’t allow him to. Angel growled.
“Nuh uh. You have to earn that, mister. Just remember what you put me through with your chocolate-covered self.” Angel tried not to whimper. He’d really tormented the hell out of Xander that night. He knew he was really in for it.
Xander traced another finger dipped in blood down his neck and offered it to his lover. When that was gone, he coated his nipples and let Angel suckle there for several minutes. Then he dipped several fingers into the bag, and stroked the blood over his cock. Xander leaned up, and presented himself to Angel. Angel opened wide and Xander slid his cock deep into Angel’s mouth.
Angel licked and sucked as Xander gently thrust, and as the sucking got harder, so did his thrusts until the end when he was nearly slamming into Angel’s face. He forced himself to stop, not wanting to come yet, and slid his now clean erection from Angel’s mouth. Angel growled at him, obviously not happy with the loss.
Xander slid back, and teased Angel with another bloody kiss. While Angel was occupied, Xander positioned his lover’s cock at his hole and as soon as Angel was finished he lowered himself, letting Angel slide deep into his body.
He held out the half empty bag to Angel, and as he sank his fangs into it, Xander sank further, rising and falling in time with Angel’s sucking on the bag. Their eyes locked together, gold meeting brown and Xander knew that his payback was going to be a rousing success.
When his body tightened again, release impending, Xander lowered himself and offered the scarred spot on his neck to his lover. Angel’s fangs delved into his neck and Xander tensed up as the sensation of Angel feeding from him dragged his orgasm out. With each powerful suck, Xander’s body quivered more and more until at last he was spent.
Angel withdrew his fangs, and licked and sucked gently until the wound closed. He rocked his hips up, still desperate for his own release. Xander released the chains and let Angel pull his arms free. Before he could blink, Xander was on his back with Angel thrusting into him over and over.
Their lips met in a powerful kiss and it wasn’t long before Angel was growling and moaning through his own release. Xander sighed and held Angel close, not wanting the moment to end.
Angel nuzzled his neck and settled in for a long session of cuddling. “Xander?”
“Hmm?”
“We’re even.” Xander smiled and slipped into sleep.
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Sexy as hell my darling! Sexy as hell!
*smooch smooch* xxx
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would you like a little blood with your chocolate?
This line was priceless:
Whatever, if you were getting fucked senseless by Angel, you’d be coming up with porntastic lines just like he did. Oh yeah, do me Big Bird! :-P
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Re: would you like a little blood with your chocolate?
Hee. Do me Big Bird. "Sunny Days...everything's...A OK..."
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