Brilliant! for nero_nailpolish

[jasonsnene]

Title:  Brilliant!

Author:  jasonsnene

Pairing:  Angel/Spike

Rating:  NC17

Warnings: M/M

Beta:  aayesha_r 

 

Written for nero_nailpolish , who wanted Spike/Angel and the prompt public sex from my kink bingo table.

 

 

 

If there was one thing Spike knew how to do well, it was how to get to Angel.  It’s not like it was rocket science or anything.  Just a little push here, a little goad there, and WHAM! Spike would find himself bent over the nearest surface and getting a good seeing to.  Heh.  Angel was so easy.

 

Course, he was beginning to run out of ideas.  He’d already had the poof in every possible combination, and that included bringing in the whelp, the cowboy, a Watcher or two, a wolf, and pretty damn much anyone else he could think of.

 

There’d been toys, and whips, and chains, and lube…oh hell, yeah.  Lots and lots of lube.  Not that there was anything wrong with the classics, but see, Spike prided himself on his originality, and this time, bloody hell, he’d be certified as a fuckin’ genius!

 

He eyed the handy dandy ray gun he’d swiped from Sunnyhell.  Those idgets never knew a good thing when it came their way and were always trying to destroy stuff that would come in right handy at times like these.  Not him.  He had a stash.  Never knew when a ray gun would come in handy.

 

Especially when said ray gun made you invisible.  And when a certain cave brow had a Very Important Meeting with Very Important Demons.  And he’d expressly forbid Spike from making an appearance.  Bad choice of words, Peaches.  Really bad choice of words.  

 

So, Spike got naked and zapped himself, then took a moment and admired his newly invisible form.  Well, he couldn’t exactly see it to admire it, but hell, he knew he was a fine specimen so what the fuck did it matter?  Then he crept into the boardroom, using his super secret vampire stealth and his newly invisible form to its best advantage. He was so super stealthy, in fact, that no one even noticed when he came in the door.  Now THAT is vampire stealth at its finest!

 

Oh hell yeah, this was one brilliant plan if there ever was a brilliant plan.  Spike crawled his way under the table, avoiding the damn hooves, claws, and various other appendages that the fuckin’ V.I.D.’s had taking up his very valuable crawl space.  Damn demons.  There was nothing Very Important about them. 

 

He made it all the way to Angel’s big ole “I’m the king of the world” leather chair and slithered his way between Angel’s legs.  He tickled his way up, knowing the exact moment when Angel realized that he was there.  He looked down, prepared to give one of his broody scowls, but he couldn’t see him.  Angel did a double take, then leaned down and checked, but nope, no Spike! Brilliant!

 

Angel stared, and Spike unzipped him.  Angel gasped, and Spike sucked him.  Got him nice and hard and thick and wet.  Heh.  He really should get an award or something.  Maybe he could get into that Menses, Menstrual, fuck whatever that club was called for really smart folks.  Angel was all breathy and moany, trying to keep up his end of the conversation, but hell, Spike was making sure he was too busy keeping other things up to really pay attention.

 

Then, just when he thought the poof was gonna lose it, he climbed right up on his lap, and speared his pre-lubed ass on that big thick cock.  Angel yelped.  Then sighed.  Then moaned.  Then groaned.  Fuckin’ Brilliant!  No other word for it.

 

Spike bounced and squeezed, watching all the demons at the table watching Angel and twittering amongst themselves as they tried to figure out what was causing him to have that look of sheer ecstasy on his face.  Well, either that, or it looked like he’d just gone barmy.  Course, it was probably that second one, what with all the wriggling he was doin’.  Spike could have told them that he was just getting a piece of the finest ass this world had ever seen, but then they’d hear him and wouldn’t be looking at Angel so funny anymore, and that would just ruin it.

 

Spike did his patented hip roll, smirking in satisfaction as Angel nearly came up out of the chair.  The Very Important Demons were watching Angel like he’d grown horns or something, which would have been pretty damn funny now that he thought of it, and Spike slowed his bouncing long enough to wonder if he could possibly try that for next time.  Then, Angel gripped his invisible hips and slammed him down hard on his cock, and Spike shelved that thought for when he wasn’t gettin’ good n’ buggered.

 

A little hip wriggle and hole squeeze combo, and Angel was shooting his juices in Spike’s ass.  Spike did an invisible eyebrow wiggle, climbed off, and proceeded to jerk himself off, aiming, of course, for Angel’s pants.  Fuck yeah.  Genius. 

 

Then he sauntered right on out the open door.  In his room, he rezapped himself with the handy dandy ray gun and voila!  One visible Spike, setting out to find an alibi just as fast as he could.  His brilliance would never be matched.