Title: Twinkle Toes
Author: Bonster
Email: angelxanderforever@hotmail.com
Feedback: Yes please.
Archive: Just ask.
Pairings: Xander/Angel
Rating: R, because a lot of people do not like feet. Party poopers.
Disclaimer: The characters aren't mine. They belong to Joss "God" Whedon. Oh and ME, Kuzui, Fox, etc.
Spoilers: Definitely none. Unless you don't know that Angel is a vamp with a soul.
Summary: Angel's mouth and Xander's foot. Add a wee bit of bloodplay, and complete fluff.
Notes: Thanks to a cursory evaluation by Nikki! Oh, and this is my first fic. I've read gazillions, and this idea came about from the mere mention of toes, plus I was on A/X overload.
Angel smiled at his lover.
"Please?"
Xander sighed. Seeing Angel kneeling at the end of the couch had filled him with glee. Until Angel starting massaging his sock-covered feet.
"I don't see why I should let you." Xander's bottom lip curled over in the "pout".
Angel grinned. The "pout" normally would have worked, however, Angel was determined.
"If you don't let me, you're sleeping alone," he murmured, while rolling one of Xander's socks.
Xander narrowed his eyes. He knew Angel did not really mean it, but something told him Angelus did. The demon inside his Angel would love for Xander to suffer, after all it was because of Xander the soul was permanently affixed. And whatever Xander's decision, the demon would be somewhat pleased, whether it be Xander's discomfort with it, or sleeping alone.
Well, Xander thought, if I don't let him now, he'll probably do it while I'm asleep.
"Fine," Xander said with a roll of his eyes.
Angel's grin widened. "I knew you'd let me."
At Xander's scowl, Angel quickly added, "Oh come on. You know you'll get rewarded for this. Even after all the chocolate sauce you used for your chocolate milk today, we still have half a bottle left…."
Xander brightened. Xander replied, "My game! We're going to play my game!"
Angel chuckled. Finally removing the sock, "Yes we will. But for right now...." He started massaging the foot in front of him, fingers moving in circles around Xander's heel and ankle.
Xander closed his eyes when he felt Angel's tongue run from the middle of his foot to his big toe. He was definitely glad he had had the day off from work; his feet were still shower fresh.
Angel was lost to all his surroundings. Xander's foot was meant to be worshipped, and right at this moment, he was a making a worthy offering.
As he closed his mouth over Xander's big toe, his hands kept moving up Xander's leg, easing Xander's calf muscles into a goo.
Xander let out a moan. He had not thought he would enjoy what Angel was doing to his foot, but there was something undeniably sexy about the administrations.
When Angel realized Xander was completely relaxed, he remembered his original intent. Switching to game face, he scraped a canine along the top of the toe. Xander's panting response was enough to make him purr around the digit. He then pierced the soft flesh. The resulting puncture producing several drops of blood.
Licking the sweet liquid, Angel looked up into Xander's amused eyes.
"I thought it would hurt more," Xander now smiled.
Angel pursed his lips. "Wait until tomorrow. Now we have some chocolate sauce to devour."
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The next day at work, Xander kept pressing his toe to his shoe, a gentle ache with every press. With a smile, he quietly sang "If you're happy and you know it, tap your toe."
Author: Bonster
Email: angelxanderforever@hotmail.com
Feedback: Yes please.
Archive: Just ask.
Pairings: Xander/Angel
Rating: R, because a lot of people do not like feet. Party poopers.
Disclaimer: The characters aren't mine. They belong to Joss "God" Whedon. Oh and ME, Kuzui, Fox, etc.
Spoilers: Definitely none. Unless you don't know that Angel is a vamp with a soul.
Summary: Angel's mouth and Xander's foot. Add a wee bit of bloodplay, and complete fluff.
Notes: Thanks to a cursory evaluation by Nikki! Oh, and this is my first fic. I've read gazillions, and this idea came about from the mere mention of toes, plus I was on A/X overload.
Angel smiled at his lover.
"Please?"
Xander sighed. Seeing Angel kneeling at the end of the couch had filled him with glee. Until Angel starting massaging his sock-covered feet.
"I don't see why I should let you." Xander's bottom lip curled over in the "pout".
Angel grinned. The "pout" normally would have worked, however, Angel was determined.
"If you don't let me, you're sleeping alone," he murmured, while rolling one of Xander's socks.
Xander narrowed his eyes. He knew Angel did not really mean it, but something told him Angelus did. The demon inside his Angel would love for Xander to suffer, after all it was because of Xander the soul was permanently affixed. And whatever Xander's decision, the demon would be somewhat pleased, whether it be Xander's discomfort with it, or sleeping alone.
Well, Xander thought, if I don't let him now, he'll probably do it while I'm asleep.
"Fine," Xander said with a roll of his eyes.
Angel's grin widened. "I knew you'd let me."
At Xander's scowl, Angel quickly added, "Oh come on. You know you'll get rewarded for this. Even after all the chocolate sauce you used for your chocolate milk today, we still have half a bottle left…."
Xander brightened. Xander replied, "My game! We're going to play my game!"
Angel chuckled. Finally removing the sock, "Yes we will. But for right now...." He started massaging the foot in front of him, fingers moving in circles around Xander's heel and ankle.
Xander closed his eyes when he felt Angel's tongue run from the middle of his foot to his big toe. He was definitely glad he had had the day off from work; his feet were still shower fresh.
Angel was lost to all his surroundings. Xander's foot was meant to be worshipped, and right at this moment, he was a making a worthy offering.
As he closed his mouth over Xander's big toe, his hands kept moving up Xander's leg, easing Xander's calf muscles into a goo.
Xander let out a moan. He had not thought he would enjoy what Angel was doing to his foot, but there was something undeniably sexy about the administrations.
When Angel realized Xander was completely relaxed, he remembered his original intent. Switching to game face, he scraped a canine along the top of the toe. Xander's panting response was enough to make him purr around the digit. He then pierced the soft flesh. The resulting puncture producing several drops of blood.
Licking the sweet liquid, Angel looked up into Xander's amused eyes.
"I thought it would hurt more," Xander now smiled.
Angel pursed his lips. "Wait until tomorrow. Now we have some chocolate sauce to devour."
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The next day at work, Xander kept pressing his toe to his shoe, a gentle ache with every press. With a smile, he quietly sang "If you're happy and you know it, tap your toe."