So here's what you all came here for; the steamy hot manly mansex scene between two men (I've been at work for ten hours my brain is a little addled) as I was reading this through I kind of thought Spike was massively OOC but I blame the effects of the aphrodisiac on that one XD enjoy
"Fuck!" Angelus shouted trying the door handle for what seemed to Spike like the twentieth time in ten minutes.
"It's not going to have suddenly opened in the last thirty seconds you colossal wanker." Spike stated sarcastically.
"Shut up Spike." Angelus snarled turning to bare his fangs at him. Spike just rolled his eyes at his Sire.
"Well there's no need to get all bumpy over it." he replied.
"You know you're stuck in here too," Angelus growled, his face shifting back to normal as he tried to pretend that Spike wasn't irritating the living hell out of him. "you could help me try and get out of here."
"Why would I help? It's much more fun to watch you struggle." Spike snorted with laughter. "It makes a change from watching you constantly rolling over and take it like a little bitch." With a growl Angelus lunged at the peroxide blonde for the second time that day. He grabbed Spike's trench coat by the collar and slammed him into the wall.
"One of these days Spike." Angelus growled. "I'm going to finally put you in your place."
"I'd like to see you try." Spike smirked. "You're such a pathetic prick you couldn't even beat me in a fight two hundred years ago when we were used to killing on a daily basis never mind now after years of being a pussy with a soul." Angelus slammed Spike hard into the wall.
"I can take you on any time I want and still kick your ass from here to hell and back." Angelus growled.
"I'd like to see you try." Spike smirked at his glaring Sire. Angelus opened his mouth to retort but was cut off by the loud smashing of glass from beside him.
Up in the ventilation shaft, shaking profusely, Jess had opened the hatch that led into the room below as quietly as she could. Once the opening was wide enough to fit the phial through she had dropped it and it shattered at Angelus' feet, the pink smoke curling upwards towards him. Jess slammed the hatch closed before either Angelus or Spike could realise what had happened and try to catch her.
Below her the pink smoke, now free from the confines of the glass jar, engulfed both Angelus and Spike. As he accidentally breathed in the smoke Angelus felt a strange sensation pass through him; it was something primal and animalistic but, even without a soul, it was unlike anything he had ever felt before. He felt hot, constricted in his heavy coat and hungry for pleasure. With dilated pupils he looked at Spike and he had never seen him looking so good.
Spike was panting heavily, as if he had just run a 100 metre sprint, his pupils were also dilated slightly and his usually slicked back hair was messy from their previous fighting. Pinned to the wall and at his mercy Angelus thought that Spike had never looked so fucking delectable. He took one of his hands off the front of Spike's trench coat and grabbed a fistful of his short hair then used this hold to pull him into a searing and passionate kiss. Spike responded instantly; kissing back with as much intensity and wrapping his arms around Angelus' neck.
"I don't think that was a tranquillizer..." Jess whispered to herself as she looked down at the scene below her with wide eyes before crawling back the way she had come to join Abby in the next room.
"I don't think that was a tranquillizer." Abby stated as Jess dropped down into the room she was sitting in. Six large televisions surrounded her and all of them were displaying the image of Spike and Angelus engaged in their distinctly violent heavy petting session.
"No kidding." Jess muttered pulling up a chair next to the one Abby was reclining in and sitting down. "What was it? Demon Viagra or something?"
"Something like that." Abby replied pulling the keyboard on the small table underneath the televisions towards her and one of the screens switched to an inventory of Fred's lab stock. "Basically what the techie brought up earlier wasn't a tranquillizer smoke bomb but an aphrodisiac smoke bomb."
"Why do they even have those?" Jess asked. "And how did you get into the system to access inventories?"
"They ballsed up the formula for the tranquillizers but kept the resulting aphrodisiacs as a basis for the right formula." Abby explained closing down the window so that the image on screen was the same as the other five. "Someone must have just put the phial containing that one on the wrong shelf and the techie was in too much of a hurry to check and once you have someone's passport number and a blood sample you can access pretty much anything."
"Well at least they'll be occupied for the next half hour...hang on!" Jess suddenly exclaimed, deciding to ignore her friend's illegal hacking skills and noticing the small red light flashing in the top right hand corner of each screen. She turned to Abby, a mildly disgusted look on her face. "Are you recording this?" she asked incredulously.
"Maybe..." Abby replied, smirking slyly. "Oh come on! When are we ever going to get the chance to see something like this again? Now shut up and enjoy the show." She relaxed back into her chair while Jess continued to stare at her in disbelief.
"How do I know you?" she muttered shaking her head at Abby before turning her attention to the screens. Well Wesley had told them to watch Angelus and Spike and let them know if they tried to break out of the room again, hadn't he?
Angelus pulled away from the kiss to take in the vision in front of him. Spike was panting, flushed and there was a look in his eyes that said he wanted more, which Angelus was only too happy to give. Normally he hated Spike (the two of them had been at odds for well over a century for crying out loud) but there was something inexplicable that was making him want the peroxide blonde. Angelus didn't particularly care what that reason was he just knew that he needed to get inside Spike and fast and the growing constriction of his trousers was agreeing with him.
Without a word Angelus dove back in and captured Spike's lips with his own. Spike complied immediately, parting his swollen lips and allowing Angelus to plunge his tongue into his mouth where they both began a frenzied battle for dominance. As their tongues danced over each other Spike slipped one hand from around Angelus' neck, down his chest and to his very obvious erection and began to palm in through his Sire's trousers.
"Fuck!" Angelus moaned, breaking their kiss at the sudden assault on his crotch.
"Has it really been that long?" Spike smirked at the look of pure bliss on Angelus' face. "Maybe I should stop; don't want you cuming in your pants, like a virgin, from a half arsed hand job."
"Shut your mouth, Spike, before I stick my dick in it." Angelus growled and ripped Spike's hand away from his crotch, making his erection twitch slightly in protest. He grabbed Spike's other wrist and pinned them above his head with one hand before attacking his lips once again.
As their lips collided in heated passion Angelus used his free hand to slip underneath Spike's tight black shirt and roam over his muscular chest. The blonde's abdominal muscles tightened as Angelus' cold hand ran over his skin and up to play with one of his nipples. Spike moaned into Angelus' mouth as he gave the nipple he was playing with a particularly hard pinch while biting down on Spike's bottom lip and grinding their crotches together. The friction was amazing; better than anything either of them had felt before and Spike could feel himself growing impatient at the prolonged teenage dry-humping session.
"Are you going to hurry up and fuck me or am I going to have to speed things up?" Spike asked breaking their kiss. He had never in his life (or his afterlife for that matter) would have imagined that he would be asking Angelus to fuck him against a wall; apart form the fact that he had never had sex with a man before he wasn't the submissive 'roll over and take it' kind of person – that was more Angel. If he was totally honest with himself there was a lot about the situation he was currently in that a tiny part of his brain thought he should be questioning (first and foremost being how did we go from fighting to fucking and did that weird pink smoke have something to do with it?) but, as Angelus thrust his clothed erection against his again, he realised that he didn't care.
"Seeing as you're the one pinned to the wall," Angelus whispered huskily into his ear before sucking on the lobe. "I'll be calling the shots here; you're my bitch now.."
"Then get the fuck on with it." Spike moaned wantonly as Angelus bit down on his neck so hard that he had most definitely drawn blood.
Angelus let go of Spike's wrists and attacked his neck while slipping a hand under Spike's trench coat and pushing it over his shoulders so that it fell to the floor. Now that his hands were free Spike began to swiftly unto the buttons on Angelus' shirt; needing to feel the skin on skin contact that he had, so far, been denied. Angelus broke away from Spike's neck to throw off his shirt and coat while Spike practically ripped his t-shirt over his head and threw it to the ground with the rest of their clothes. Once they were both devoid of their shirts Angelus grabbed the back of Spike's head and pulled him into a fiery kiss, Spike pressing himself flush against Angelus' as he did. As one of his hands tangled in Spike's hair Angelus slipped the other down Spike's back and into his jeans to cup his backside, giving it a firm squeeze and making Spike moan.
"Fuck, I can't wait to get inside this fine ass." Angelus groaned heatedly in Spike's ear. Spike didn't reply he just ran his hands down Angelus' chest and began to undo the buttons on his trousers. Once open Spike shoved his hand down into his Sire's boxers and began stroking his rock hard cock. Angelus moaned loudly and hurriedly undid the buttons on Spike's trousers. The heavy petting had gone on far too long for his liking and he needed to feel Spike around him.
"Then bloody well hurry up and fuck me." Spike breathed before grabbing Angelus' face and pulling him into a searing kiss. Their tongues collided once again as they both struggled out of the rest of their clothing. Almost as soon as their garments were off Angelus grabbed Spike's shoulders and spun him around and slammed him down on his desk. Spike groaned as his back hit the hard, cool wood. Angelus slowly and sensually ran two fingers up Spike's chest to rest on his kiss swollen lips.
"Suck." Angelus commanded and Spike happily took the fingers into his mouth and began sucking on them, coating the digits in saliva. It wasn't the world's best lubricant but both men were so desperate for this that they didn't care.
Angelus removed his fingers from Spike's hot mouth and moved them to the blonde's entrance. He wrapped Spike's legs around his waist before plunging his fingers into that tight heat. Both men moaned at the penetration – this was the first time either of them had felt anything like this before and it was amazing. Angelus began pumping his fingers in and out of Spike and scissoring them so that the blonde would be ready for something bigger and better. He looked down and the sight of Spike beneath him, writing in pleasure as fingers pumped in and out of him, panting hard and a sheen of sweat forming on his skin, nearly made Angelus loose himself completely.
He pulled his fingers out of Spike, grabbed him and threw him against the wall before attaching himself to his lips again. He gave Spike's backside a harsh squeeze and hooked his leg around his waist. Wrapping his arms around Angelus' neck Spike hooked his other leg up and pulled Angelus close. Angelus pressed a hard kiss to Spike's lips as he slipped himself inside his lover. They hadn't used a lot of lubrication but Angelus found himself easily sliding into Spike's tight rectum.
"Shit!" Spike moaned as Angelus filled him completely.
"Holy hell you're tight!" Angelus groaned as he began thrusting in and out of Spike's heat. With each thrust Spike matched Angelus' pace and thrust down on the cock buried deep inside him. Angelus shifted his angle slightly and hit Spike's prostate dead on. Spike's eyes shot open as white hot pleasure began coursing through his body and his mouth opened in a silent scream. Angelus continued the assault on Spike's prostate, feeling his own end coming soon.
"Wait!" Spike exclaimed suddenly. "I want to ride you." Angelus half growled, half groaned in pleasure and, carrying Spike, stumbled backwards until his legs hit the chair behind his desk. Still buried to the hilt inside Spike Angelus fell onto the chair and before he had a chance to catch his breath Spike picked up their previous frenzied pace. Angelus ran his hands up Spike's chest and began to play with his nipples raising them into two hardened nubs as Spike rode him harder and faster.
"Fuck...so close!" Angelus panted as his stomach contracted. One of his hands left Spike's nipple and began to furiously pump his cock as the blonde bounced up and down on top of him. A few more hurried thrusts and pumps and Spike exploded, ribbons of cum coating Angelus' stomach. The feeling of Spike contracting around his cock pushed Angelus over the edge and with one final thrust he exploded inside the blonde, filling him completely.
With a satisfied groan Spike collapsed on top of Angelus, panting heavily. The pair lay in contented silence, neither of them wanting to move, the only sound being their heavy panting. Spike lifted his head and pressed his lips to Angelus' again. As the pair shared their kiss both of them felt a strange sensation passing through them. Angelus pulled away from Spike and both of them looked into each other's eyes. Two sets of eyes glowed with a faint golden ring as the two souls that had been taken were returned to their owners.
"What the bloody hell?!" Spike exclaimed, coming back to himself first. He practically jumped off Angel (who was back to his normal self as well now) as if he was covered in Holy Water. "What the fuck just happened?"
"I was hoping you'd tell me, you fucking pervert!" Angel snapped back as he grabbed his clothes and began furiously dressing again.
"Excuse me?" Spike asked pulling on his own clothing. "If I remember rightly you were the one who kissed me first!"
"Oh that's so mature Spike!" Angel snarled buttoning up his shirt and glaring at the blonde in disgust. It wasn't so much the fact that he had just had sex with a man that was disgusting him, it was the pure and simple fact that out of everyone it had to have been Spike that he had ended up having a soulless fuck with.
"Listen, you pompous twat," Spike growled. "I must have been out of my mind :– soul or not I would never ever..."
"Well you did!" Angel shot back. "I'm just as disgusted as you are."
"Why out of everyone did it have to be you!" Spike cried in anguish more too himself rather than Angel. Angel opened his mouth to retort but a loud knock at the door made both of them turn round.
"Um boss are you back to normal?" Harmony asked as she entered the room.
"If by normal you mean do I have my soul back then yes I am." Angel muttered. Harmony sighed, smiling widely.
"Oh good." she replied. "Wesley wanted to know if the ritual worked properly also do you want me to send the cleaners in to...um, sort this room out?" she added looking around the room at the papers they had flung off the desk and the visible stains on Angel's chair.
"Nothing happened Harmony now get out." Angel snapped.
"By the way this rooms isn't soundproof and there are a number of windows that you can see in too so we already know exactly what happened in here." Harmony told him. Both Spike and Angel turned to glare at her with murder in their eyes.
"If anyone talks about it they're fired." Angel growled darkly.
"Sure thing boss." Harmony replied hurriedly and ran out of the room.
"Well I'm going to find a demon to kick the shit out of until I feel better and forget about this." Spike muttered.
"Yeah, likewise." Angel added as Spike pulled his trench coat back on and stalked towards the door.
"By the way," he said grudgingly as he reached the door. "I take back what I said earlier."
"What?" Angel asked, noticing the bright red blush creeping up the back of Spike's neck.
"You're actually a pretty good fuck," Spike muttered angrily, unable to believe that he was actually saying this to Angel. "and if you tell anyone I said that I'll rip out your intestines and strangle you with them."
"Understood." Angel replied and Spike stalked out of the room slamming the door behind him.
Over the next few days life at Wolfram and Heart gradually returned to normal. None of the staff spoke about the incident between Angelus and Spike, partially because they had all been threatened with being fired or a very painful death and the only record of it was the tape that Abby had stolen from the monitors. Angel and Spike decided to forget about their encounter, putting it down to the effects of the aphrodisiac rather than two hundred years of unresolved sexual tension. Once again Wolfram and Heart had returned to it's usual state of normality...that is until one of the secretaries happened to walk passed the stairs that led down to the basement and heard Jess's voice shouting angrily.
"For fuck's sake Abby, not again! You only did this to try and get them screwing on tape again didn't you?"
...Yes, just another normal day at the Los Angeles branch of Wolfram and Heart.
I am aware I made Abby out to be a yaoi crazed pervert but it reality...we both are haha hope you all enjoyed it xx
