Feedback: Suit yourself, just no permanent damage, k.
Disclaimer: Just playing with the pretty kittens. Unfortunately, they are not mine, but I will gladly groom and bathe them before sending them back home to Daddy (aka Joss/Mutant Enemy/et al).
Beta: the wonderfully patient kitty_alex who seems to have made it her personal goal to release Mys' kink, lol! *hugs*
Warnings/Squicks: bondage, Twinkie!porn
Summary: PWP- yes, and only the second such Mys has ever done!
AN1: This is what happens when Mys has smut on the brain and is scavenging caps from Inca Mummy Girl while chatting with Xandra on MSN.
Pale flesh, almost incandescent in the soft light of their bedroom, stark against the grey silk sheets.
Skin smooth and taut over flowing curves of sculpted muscle.
Ice blue eyes darkened to oceanic depths by lust and desire, entranced by his Mate’s every action.
Cold steel manacles holding him spread and exposed his erection attentive and hungry.
Xander stalked around him; eyes bright and intense, darting between his vamp’s plump kiss reddened lips and his canary yellow coated cock- a mixture of sugary and salty cream oozing from the tip.
Spike’s eyes locked on the flushed face of his lover as the boy slowly lowered himself to the tasty treat before him, taking great care not to touch any other point on the vampire’s exquisite body with any part of his own.
The sensations were unbelievable. The confectioner’s cream felt slick and silky around him- just as his lover would. The spongy cake encasing him like a loose fist, teasing, waiting to squeeze. But the most incredible feeling was of warm moist lips, radiating enough heat to forge metal, descending on him; tongue lapping at the sticky white substance leaking from the head; mouth gently suckling at the cake encrusted tip.
Every now and then, that mischievous mouth would nibble away a portion of pastry and Xander would dart teasing tastes of any flesh he’d exposed- humming softly in appreciation, while Spike whimpered above him, too enthralled by his boy’s touch to make any other sounds.
Slowly, Xander ate away the cake covering, tonguing and sucking clean every piece of flesh as it was revealed. It was a time consuming process, Xander being more thorough in his cleansing than most would have thought possible. When he was done, his vampire was a thrashing moaning begging mass writhing on their bed, cock still tall and proud a single dollop of cream dotting it’s peak.
With a wicked smile, the dark mortal swallowed Spike down, clenching the base of the vampire’s cock as he screamed his would-be release. Before the vamp had even begun to come down from the dry ecstasy, Xander was astride him lowering himself onto the pale pulsing flesh of his lover. Spike bit his lip, slicing it open smoothly, as he tried to hold back. His boy’s body finally fully surrounding him. He stared at the picture his Mate created- tanned skin, marred on occasion by well-earned battle scars, slick with sweat giving him an ethereal glow like the angel that Spike knew his boy was. The sight alone could have sent Spike over the edge, again, but it was his lover’s eyes drilling into him- a bizarre match to their bodies- that was his undoing. With a feral growl, Spike vamped out wrenching the manacles from the wall to wrap his arms around his boy. Pressing his bloodied lips to his Mate’s, he came triggering Xander’s own release matching the vampire’s intensity with his own.
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