A/N: Howdy! Hope you all had a good holiday. Oh and thanks for all the glowing reviews.

Warning: Deffinate lemon-ish/lemon scented content here so consider yourselves warned.

Never A Dull Moment

Angel barged through the door of Spike's old crypt and slammed the door behind him. He tossed his black duffle to the floor and his eyes began to roam the room. When his gaze found the platinum English vamire it softened a bit.

"Always got to come in with a bang don't you? ... Prick." Spike sat up on the stone casket he's been sprawled on.

"You've never complained before." Angel said with a smirked, making his way slowly across the dimly lit masouleum. "Candles?"

"I thought it would add ambience. Besides do you know how difficul it is to run electrictiy into a tomb without getting noticed? Do you know Slayer Bitch would have done if she'd caught me? She would have asked me bloody questions, that's what!"

Angel just smiled at Spike's disgruntled defience. He'd missed his boy while they'd been apart. And it had come to the point where it wasn't even the sex he missed so much... Okay not just the sex. It was the company. It was having someone around who knew all the terrible shit that he'd done but still welcomed him into his arms, his bed, hell even his body itself. "I wasn't complaining." Angel defended, holding up his hands as I sign of surrender. "It was just a question."

For a minute they just stared at each other, taking in the subtle changes in appearence. Angel had used a bit more hair gel than usual and Spike had painted his finger nails black again... Subtle.

"I brought toys." Angel said, not wanting to break the moment while still not wanting to waste the little time he was going to have with his Childe in silence. There were many more pleasant sounds that could fill the air. Moaning, panting, whimpering, and one of Angel's personal favorites... Begging.

Angel's eyes must have flashed amber and primal for a moment, for Spike looked taken aback. But in less time than it'd taken to appear that fearful look began intruigued. Angel breathed a sigh of relief, Spike had finally realized that Angel wanted to give him pleasure, not pain.

"What kind of toys Pet?" Curiosity always seemed to win out.

Angel went to his duaffle bag and croutched down. Soon chains, shackles, metal rings, leather strips, numerous bottles of lube and a black satin blind fold littered the crypt floor.

Spike widened abit as his lover finally sat back on his haunches. "Where did you put your clothes?"

"On my back." Angel stated as if that was the obvious answer.

"Just one night this time, then?" Spike asked sullenly.

"'Fraid so, evil never sleeps, so why should I." Angel sighed and went to Spike. He hung his arms loosely around his platinum lover's waiste. "We'll just have to make it last, that's all." He explained before trying to kiss away Spike's forlorn expression.

"Is that what all those rings are for then Pet?" THe mischevious grin spread once more across Spike's features.

Angel just sort of shrugged and averted his eyes.

"Well come on then Luv. Are you gonna shag me or not?"

"I thought you would never ask." Angel growled before his lips met Spike's. As their mouths ground together the brunette hands began to tear at Spike's clothes. Soon Spike's clothes joined Angel's 'toys' on the crypt floor and Angel had him pinned to the wall.

Angel's hands roved his lover's body once more, leaving the blode damn near mindless. "We can get rid of your clothes any time now Pet." he ground out.

"We could, but where would the fun be in that?" Angel asked mockingly. But before Spike could give him an answer the brunette was across the room and hefting a very sturdy looking pair of shackles. And without his support Spike just kinda slupped to the floor.

"Tons." Spike started hoarsely. "Come back over here and I'll show you."

Meanwhile Angel had use his vampire strength to basically shove the shackles into the wall. Then he went back to Spike and picked him up as carefully as you would a baby. As Angel carried him Spike began to nip at the brunette's jumping pulse (he only had one out of habit). Next Spike tangled his fingers in his lover's short brown hair and licked the sensitive spot behind his ear. To his pleasure Angel let out a deep moan.

"If you keep that up I'll drop you." Angel warned. To demonstrate his point Angel let him drop for about a second, but he was able to catch the blonde before his lily white bottom hit the ground and set him on his feet.

For is part all Spike wanted was for Angel to be just as bare as he was. He could take it from there. So he reached for the top button on Angel's dark blue button up. But apparently Angel had different plans. Angel took his hand and pressed a searing kiss in the center of his palm. When he met Angel's eyes Spike realized that the brunette knew exactly what he wanted, what he needed. He was just disinclinded to acquiece to the blonde's silent reguest.

Now Angel had both of Spike's wrists firmly in hand and was kissing his way up the blonde's left shoulder. He licked his way across the pale collarbone and and began to once again drop a trail of kisses, this time down the right arm. When he reached the palm of the right hand he brought both of Spike's wrists up above his head. Before Spike realized it, his hands were securely bound in Angel's favorite pair of shackles.

Spike's eyes went wide as he began to tug fruitlessly. Even thoguh they both knew that he didn't actually want to get out.

"Comfy Babe?" Angel asked. His voice was throaty and lust was rolling through his chocolate eyes.

Spike nodded his head but Angel had already turned away. When he came back he clipped on of the rings around Spike's already engorged erection. "You can be a very evil man sometimes. You know that Pet?" Spike said after a rather heartfelt groan. The cock ring may not look like much but it was enough to keep Spike from coming until Angel wanted him to.

"Don't worry, I'll take it off in a ittle bit." Angel said with a sly grin.

"Luv?" Spike made the pet name a question as his lover came forward achingly slow, like some sort of predatory cat.

"Shh Babe. Don't worry... I'm gonna take good care of you."

Angel was only centimeters away when he began to run his fingers down the side of Spike's torso, from the lower edge of his pectorals to his hips. Angel felt the lean muscles contract and spasm beneath his fingers. Then his tongue took the same route that his fingers had, up one side and down the other.

Next Angel turned his attention to his lover's cold little nipples. First he rolled and plyed them with his fingers with a sort of tender harshness. After one last sharp tug he replaced his fingers with his mouth, suckling at each nipple in turn like a starving infant.

Thoughout all these administrations Spike's hands were fisted so tightly in Angel's hair that his knuckles had grown even paler than usual. When Angel released him from this sensuous torture and stepped back to admire his handy work Spike just sort of hung there. "Clothes." he managed to gasp. "Get rid of them." He had his voice back but it had gone harsh with need.

Angel's eye's flashed amber again but Spike was to gone to really give a damn. What did get his attention was that Angel began to strip down. First went his boots and socks. Second, his dark blue button up. And thrid, his black jeans. Just watching this pushed Spike further. If the cock ring hadn't been in place he would have come atleast ten minutes ago.

"Pet." Spike growled with an exaggerated eye roll downwards.

Angel gave a curt nod and careful not to touch Spike, he slid off the little device and tossed it aside. Then he kissed Spike again. He slipped his tongue inside the younger's mouth and took his time rediscovering every nook and cranny of the cool, dark cavern. Next he made yet another trail of kisses to Spike's jugular. There he put on his game face and bit in.

"BLOODY HELL! ANGEL!" Spike yelled in climax as Angel began to suck viciously at the blood pouring from the wound. Unconsciencously Spike had lifted his legs and wrapped them around Angel's waiste. He also began to rake his newly painted nails up and down his lower's back. "Harder Pet! Harder!" The more he begger the harsher the sucking began the longer his orgasmn lasted. Spike bucked into Angel's stomach repeatedly and when the finale wave off pleasure crashed over him he spilled his cold dead seed onto his lover's abdomen. Angel followed him soon there after and when it was over they could barely stand.

The elder fumbled with the chains for a moment and when Spike finally came loose they both sunk to the floor.

When they came back to their senses they realized that Dawn was sanding just inside the door, staring at them open-mouthed.

"Lil' Bit." Spike said weakly, his voice a bit raw.

"You guys just... And I... And you... I have to go.." She said before running from the masoluem and not looking back.

"Huh." Angel grunted thoughtfully. Then paused for a minute, not quite knowing what to say. "That was great."

"Yeah, and we didn't even finish."

"Oh I think we did." Angel smirked, looking pointedly at Spike's mussed abdomen.

"Not what I meant Pet."

Neither said anything more for a few minutes. They just sat and basked.

"You're gonna have to talk to her." Angel said, pulling Spike closer to his side.

"Oh, I know Luv, but it's gonna be bloody akward and I'd rather not think about it."

Angel smiled as he looked at the blonde head resting against his chest. Never a dull moment, he thought wiht a chuckle.

A/N: Alright hope y'all like it. As I mentioned before, thanks for the reviews. Keep 'em comin'. I'll give you a couple clues to my next chapter: Last minute Christmas shopping and a blow job in the fitting room. But 'til then TTFN (and review me)!