Title: Reasons To Be Cheerful
Author: PokerKitten
Rating: R
Summary: Response to the drabble challenge "SEX" at open_on_Sunday on LJ.
AtS, S5. Spike and Angel sitting in a tree, K I S S I N G... nah, they are in Spike's basement apartment!
Disclaimer: Joss, ME, Fox yada yada own the characters. I just mess with them. And Ian Dury songs just kept popping into my head. Thanks to him in the great beyond for his words.
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Reasons To Be Cheerful 1
Nice morning in planned, in front of the telly. Spike stashed his beer supplies in the refrigerator, set his carton of smokes down on the kitchen table.
"Sex and drugs and rock and roll...." he hummed softly to himself as he went about his chores. "Is all my brain and body need...." He paused for a moment, sensing him. "How long have you been standing there? Thought you had a big meeting?"
"Rescheduled. Tough night."
Angel did sound weary. Soon see about that! Another Dury ditty popped into Spike's head. "Reasons to be cheerful, one, two, three."
Or maybe sixty-nine....?
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Reasons To Be Cheerful 2
"Just say it" Spike insisted. "Quit belly-aching and loosen up!"
Angel sighed, part pleasure, part exasperation. "Spike, I'm not in the mood. Tough night, remember?"
"Really?" Funny, Angel sure looked in the mood, lying on his side, naked on Spike's narrow bed. "Not in the mood for this, then?" Spike slid down his grandsire's hard body, draping his torso across Angel's hip, reaching to delicately stroke the tiny cluster of nerve endings at the base of his spine.
"I didn't mean...." Angel submitted, as Spike's other hand teased his cock to life. "Okay." Embarrassed. "Hit me with your rhythm stick..."
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Reasons To Be Cheerful 3
"What a waste!" Spike sang tunelessly, beating percussion on Angel's buttocks.
"Hey!"
"This'll shut me up!" Spike grinned, lowering his mouth to Angel's thick erection.
His preliminary licks and sucks had Angel's fists clutching the rough blanket. But watching Spike's backside bobbing, cock bouncing, so close to his face, his hands eagerly manouevred the other man over him.
Spike's balls were a mouthful!
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Later, Angel wrapped an arm around Spike's waist, pulling him in close, nibbling at his earlobe. "Wake up and make love with me..." he whispered, a smile spreading slowly across his careworn face.
"Now you're gettin' it!"
END
Author: PokerKitten
Rating: R
Summary: Response to the drabble challenge "SEX" at open_on_Sunday on LJ.
AtS, S5. Spike and Angel sitting in a tree, K I S S I N G... nah, they are in Spike's basement apartment!
Disclaimer: Joss, ME, Fox yada yada own the characters. I just mess with them. And Ian Dury songs just kept popping into my head. Thanks to him in the great beyond for his words.
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Reasons To Be Cheerful 1
Nice morning in planned, in front of the telly. Spike stashed his beer supplies in the refrigerator, set his carton of smokes down on the kitchen table.
"Sex and drugs and rock and roll...." he hummed softly to himself as he went about his chores. "Is all my brain and body need...." He paused for a moment, sensing him. "How long have you been standing there? Thought you had a big meeting?"
"Rescheduled. Tough night."
Angel did sound weary. Soon see about that! Another Dury ditty popped into Spike's head. "Reasons to be cheerful, one, two, three."
Or maybe sixty-nine....?
*************
Reasons To Be Cheerful 2
"Just say it" Spike insisted. "Quit belly-aching and loosen up!"
Angel sighed, part pleasure, part exasperation. "Spike, I'm not in the mood. Tough night, remember?"
"Really?" Funny, Angel sure looked in the mood, lying on his side, naked on Spike's narrow bed. "Not in the mood for this, then?" Spike slid down his grandsire's hard body, draping his torso across Angel's hip, reaching to delicately stroke the tiny cluster of nerve endings at the base of his spine.
"I didn't mean...." Angel submitted, as Spike's other hand teased his cock to life. "Okay." Embarrassed. "Hit me with your rhythm stick..."
***************
Reasons To Be Cheerful 3
"What a waste!" Spike sang tunelessly, beating percussion on Angel's buttocks.
"Hey!"
"This'll shut me up!" Spike grinned, lowering his mouth to Angel's thick erection.
His preliminary licks and sucks had Angel's fists clutching the rough blanket. But watching Spike's backside bobbing, cock bouncing, so close to his face, his hands eagerly manouevred the other man over him.
Spike's balls were a mouthful!
**************
Later, Angel wrapped an arm around Spike's waist, pulling him in close, nibbling at his earlobe. "Wake up and make love with me..." he whispered, a smile spreading slowly across his careworn face.
"Now you're gettin' it!"
END