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“Fuck, Xander. You look so tasty tonight. So fucking fit. Want your hot throbbing member in me now.”
Xander dropped his pants and held his arms open in a wide welcoming gesture.
“Gods, Spike. Want you so much. Come to me. Hold me in your sweet embrace.”
Spike tore across the room like a bat out of hell, sweeping up his boyfriend and dumping him heavily on the table.
“Oh, Xander. I’ve waited so long to taste your salty fuckstick, to feel it throbbing in my mouth. Want to taste your sweet sunshine essence.”
Xander sucked in a shaking breath. His whole body was shaking with the desire for a good pasting.
“Yesssss, suck me and fuck me, Spike.”
Spike pounced on Xander’s pleading long dong silver and sucked him hard.
“Mmmmm, Spike, yeah. Your mouth feels so good. So cool. So soft. Gods, I need to shoot my load…”
“No you don’t, hunny bunny,” Spike growled, as he gave Xander’s bollocks a mighty tug.
Xander looked puzzled. “Oooh, that was fucking painful, yet strangely, I enjoyed it.”
Spike grinned and crawled up to suck Xander’s face.
Xander pushed his tongue deeper into Spike’s cake-hole. He grabbed his buttocks and pulled the vampire closer until his hard purple-headed man-snake was grinding and slipping against Spike’s manroot.
Spike moaned into Xander’s chops and bucked his hips harshly against his panting lover.
“Spike? Do it for me? Wank for me? Flog your log for me, please?”
Spike sat up and straddled Xander’s hips.
“Is this what you want?” he asked, slowly starting to charm his cobra.
“Yes, do it faster. Spank that monkey, baby!”
Spike’s manhood felt like it was on fire…oh, that would be because it was on fire. Damn the candles, damn all the candles and their subtle lighting!
Spike danced around the room.
Xander leapt into action, tackling his lover to the floor and putting out the flames with one long, loving lick.
“Phew, Xander, that was close. Thank the heavens you were here to put me out.”
Xander stayed on his knees and watched with awe as Spike’s blackened flesh healed itself in seconds.
“Does it sting?”
“A touch. You know what would make it better?”
“What’s that, vampire mine?”
“It would make it better if you sucked me off.”
Xander did not need to be told twice. He sucked Spike’s tallywacker deep into his throat and swallowed hard.
“Yeah, sweetums. The things you do. Yeah, suck me beautiful.”
Xander grinned around Spike’s dong as he tasted a short squirt of spoo.
“Mmmmm, you taste like a fine wine. Want to savour your bouquet.”
“Yeah, un-cork me, baby!”
Spike screamed and released his love juice down Xander’s throat. Xander swallowed and licked his tongue across his teeth. He stared at Spike’s rapidly re-hardening chopper. He had to have it now. He was just gagging for a good old fashioned rogering.
“Want you to bugger me now.”
Spike lit up a cigarette and held it firmly in his lips while he turned Xander round and pushed him to his knees.
“Lets do this doggy-style, whelp. Want you to whine and whimper for me.”
Xander automatically whimpered and stuck his backside further in the air, exposing his chocolate starfish for Spike to plunder.
“Bugger me, Spike.”
Spike plunged his one-eyed trouser snake into Xander’s eager boy-hole in one swift movement, the need for lubrication strangely absent.
The bleached blond, well muscled, British, leather loving, slightly psychotic vampire thrust his pidge almost violently, knowing that his dark haired, brown-eyed, tanned, young, mortal lover could take it like the man he was.
Pale bollocks batted furiously against the soft flesh of Xander’s body, the noise echoing around the restaurant like a frantic game of tennis.
Spike’s pistoning grew to a desperate pace. He pulled Xander up against his chest and continued to plunge into his back-passage, grabbing the youth’s todger and jacking it at the speed of light.
“Yes, yes, yes, yes! YES!”
Spike came first, spilling his cold dead seed into the sumptuous, warm, velvety passage of Xander’s bum. He roared in utter delight and sunk his glistening white fangs into the burning hot flesh of Xander’s neck. Burning? Damn candles again, Spike thought as he put out the flames with his spittle.
Xander came next. (Of course. Who else was currently shagging in the middle of a restaurant where no-one else seemed to notice?)
The young Sunnydale resident clenched his ass, nearly doing Spike a nasty as he shot his jizz across the restaurant and into someone’s spaghetti.
“Cor blimey, luv. That was the best shag since the last one.”
“Gods, Spike, it was so good! I can’t believe I had to wait all day while I was at work. I had such a painful boner.”
“Me too. I had to paddle my pickle several times.”
“I’m sorry Spike, I had to work late.”
“I get so lonely waiting for you to come home. Xander? Why don’t you quit your job and we’ll go travelling?”
“That sounds like a great idea,” Xander said as he bounced up and down like an excited meer cat, his tackle bobbing along with him. “You always seem to have loads of money. We could get a five bedroom house in Florida!”
“Anything for you, my sweet, sweet pineapple.”
Spike took his lover's mouth for a quick game of tonsil hockey before he led them both out of the restaurant and on to a better life…
Cue applause from the other diners…
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