, who has filled my mind with *very* dirty!bad!wrong! images of Spike and Gunn. Let's just hope Angel will forgive us. Includes the kink roleplay/au (prostitution) from my kink_bingo table.
Angel stared out the windows of his penthouse office and glared at the L.A. night. He was at the top, literally and figuratively, yet he still couldn’t fight the hunger, the need. It grew inside him, and no matter how hard he tried to resist, he had to give into it or risk exploding and losing it all.
His newest V.P. knew his secrets well. When he’d first come to the rundown law firm several years before, Lilah had investigated him and watched him. She thought she could use his secret as leverage against him. He proved her wrong, but rewarded the effort with a huge promotion that still had tongues wagging.
The firm was now one of the best in the country, and anyone in the know credited him for not only saving it, but for making it what it was today. Angel was powerful, and he knew it; if only he didn’t have to fight this problem, all would be perfect in his world.
A knock on the door distracted him from his thoughts. “Enter.”
Lilah herself was on the other side, and Angel looked down at his watch with a smile. 9 p.m. She did know what it took to stay at the top and wasn’t afraid to give 110% to him. “Good evening, Angel.” She entered his office, closing the door carefully behind her.
“Good work on the Pearson case. I understand our client is very happy with the outcome.”
“Yes, sir. He’s several million dollars richer, and with us taking half in fees…”
Angel laughed. “Idiots don’t know what they’re signing half the time. All they care about is the verdict.”
“Imbeciles.”
“I agree. Now what can I do for you?”
Lilah signaled, and Angel turned off the security cameras in his office. She went back to the door and opened it quietly. Angel watched as she gestured to whomever was on the other side and nearly gasped in pleasure as two struggling forms, their heads covered in hoods and their hands tied behind their backs, were led into his office. The guard escorting the two men pushed them to their knees, and Lilah smiled at the guard and dismissed him.
“Sir, I wanted to say thank you for the opportunity you’ve given me, as well as for last month’s bonus. I thought this might be a way to help you through your current rough patch.”
“Lilah, you’re too good to me. What would I do without you?”
“Let’s hope you never have to find out. If there’s nothing else, I’ll leave you to your evening. Oh, they’ve been well compensated for their services and there is no need to worry about the guard. His silence has been well paid for.” Lilah laid the key to their handcuffs on Angel’s desk and exited the office, and Angel let out a sigh of relief. Finally, he could feed his needs without risking exposure.
Angel went to his desk, flipping the switch that would close the blinds and hide them from view. When he was satisfied that all was as it should be, Angel walked behind the kneeling men and pulled the hoods from their heads.
They were perfection. Total opposites, but still young and gorgeous, ready to be sullied by him. The first was blond, his hair slicked back and his clothes tight. He had attitude to spare, and fire in his eyes. Angel couldn’t wait to taste him and leaned down and bit his neck. “What’s your name?”
“Spike”
Even his name screamed attitude. Truly perfect. Turning his gaze to the other young man, Angel rubbed his hand along the dark skin of his bald head. It was smooth, no prickles for a head that was obviously shaved. He was larger than Spike, more muscled. His eyes held less fire and more darkness within them.
They were exactly what he needed. “Name?”
“Gunn.”
Angel let his eyes drop suggestively to Gunn’s crotch. He couldn’t help but wonder exactly what Gunn was packing. “On your feet.” While they fought to gain their footing, Angel went to his desk and picked up the key Lilah left for him. Gunn and Spike watched Angel warily as he moved behind them and removed the cuffs holding their arms hostage.
“Strip.”
They did, and Angel was far from disappointed as their flesh was revealed. He rubbed his hand along his hardening cock, feeling it twitch and grow with each touch. Never taking his eyes off his prize, Angel methodically unbuttoned his shirt and hung it on the back of his desk chair. He toed off his shoes, then his socks, and laid them carefully underneath the desk and out of the way. His pants followed and were neatly folded so that they held their creases.
Spike’s and Gunn’s eyes followed him the entire time, watching him and wondering what he was going to do. Angel held back his smile, knowing that these two were going to be such fun to give pleasure.
He opened his briefcase, then lifted out the top compartment, revealing his secret stash. Neither boy could see what the case contained but both were extremely curious. Angel held up a large glass dildo and smiled at them both.
His eyes drifted back and forth between them, as if he was trying to make up his mind, but he already knew what he wanted. “Gunn, bend over the desk.” Gunn quickly complied and spread his legs, preparing himself for the coming intrusion.
Spike watched as Angel slid a condom over the glass and added lube. He let out a sigh of relief, hoping that the use of lube and protection meant that they would leave this trick unharmed.
Angel pressed the dildo to Gunn’s already prepared hole and it disappeared into his body. Just the sight of the glass disappearing between chocolate-colored cheeks was nearly enough to set Angel off.
He turned to Spike. “Suck me.” Spike dropped to his knees and crawled over to Angel, pausing only to grab a condom from his stripped off jeans. He slipped the rubber into his mouth and used his lips and tongue to roll it onto Angel’s cock. Angel groaned and thrust the dildo harder into a now panting Gunn.
Spike sucked like the professional he was, swallowing Angel down and using all his skill to fully stimulate Angel’s length. When Angel couldn’t take anymore, he slipped his cock from between Spike’s lips and pulled the blond to his feet.
“I want you to fuck him, and fuck him hard.”
Spike’s eyes drifted to Gunn, and he smiled. “No problem.”
He grabbed another condom and quickly sheathed himself before moving into position. Angel removed the dildo and Spike quickly replaced it, immediately starting a pounding rhythm that made Gunn have to grip the side of the desk.
Angel smiled, feeling the tension and need fade away as the boys performed for him. He moved behind Spike and pushed his still-covered cock against Spike’s ass. Spike paused, bending over and spreading his legs slightly. Angel pushed inside his body, and Spike grunted. He was large, nearly as big as Gunn, and although Spike was prepared it still burned going in.
Angel slapped his ass, hard. “Keep moving.” Spike complied, resuming his pounding pace into Gunn, and forcing his hips back just as quickly to take Angel inside him hard and fast. Angel couldn’t wait long, and pushed Spike down onto Gunn’s back, taking up the pace himself and fucking Spike in a punishing rhythm.
When he was close, he pulled out and forced Spike to his knees. He ripped off the condom and jacked himself off, shooting his release all over Spike’s face. Then he slapped Gunn on the ass and told him to do the same.
Gunn’s spunk soon joined his and Spike’s face was dripping semen. Angel nearly purred in satisfaction. He rubbed his hand across Spike’s face, rubbing the seed into his skin. Looking down, he noticed Spike’s still hard cock and the sight made him want more.
“Finish yourself off. Gunn, get down there and don’t let him make a mess on my carpet.” Gunn dropped to his knees and put his mouth over Spike. Spike slipped off his condom and stroked himself quickly, shooting into Gunn’s waiting mouth with a grunt.
Angel turned to his private elevator, keying in the code that would give him access to his penthouse apartment. He didn’t use it often, but at times like these, he was glad it was available.
“Go on up and take a shower. I don’t think I’m quite finished with you yet.” Spike and Gunn gathered up their clothes and padded naked into the elevator. The doors slid closed and Angel finally let his laughter free.
Lilah did indeed know him well. These boys would be a welcome addition to his collection. He wondered how long it would take for them to realize that they couldn’t escape. Turning on the security monitors, Angel watched and waited. This was his favorite part.
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