Eventually, the Elevator opened on Spike's floor, and he followed the man to his apartment. Spike led him in and threw his keys on a little ring hook by the door. For a bachelor pad, this place wasn't actually so bad looking.

Either Spike had an eye for decoration, or he'd hired someone to make sure it didn't look all random. Spike eyed him and honestly, it wasn't like he'd bite hard, though this was a little awkward. Who would have thought that he'd let Spike have his way with him? Luigi certainly had no clue before today that Spike wanted to fuck him.

Luigi had asked for it though and honestly, this wasn't the worst thing he'd done recently. Spike threw off his jacket and eyed Luigi who handed the man his jacket before Spike led him further into the apartment after hanging their jackets.

An enormous bed sat in the middle of the bedroom, a light shining from an aquarium by the window. Spike eyed him and he wondered what was going through the other man's mind.

"Any change of heart." No, he wasn't just going to run away from getting Spike to fuck him.

"No, you?" Spike snorted, sat on the bed, and patted the spot next to him.

"I didn't expect to get this far to be honest." Luigi had a long day already and being fucked sounded good especially since he could, and Magic wouldn't backlash at him anymore…Since he was no longer married and as sad as he was about the whole incident he really just wanted to relax and enjoy himself. If Spike could give him that then why not? Anything to erase the torment he felt by falling head over heels for a lie.

"I've had a really shitty week Spike and getting plowed sounds like a great idea to me." Spike snorted and pushed him over, leaning over Luigi with intent eyes.

"Then I'm going to plow you into next week." Spike kissed him, large hands siding down his body-pulling his shoes off and Luigi watched as Spike rid himself of his shirt, muscled chest surprisingly less hairy than Luigi had expected.

Undressing Luigi laughed as Spike yanked him closer, glad to know that Spike apparently liked what he was seeing as his hands roamed over Luigi. Swapping a few more heated kisses Luigi reached out, lightly touching Spike's cock which jumped at the touch and Spike groaned throwing Luigi to the bed, flipping him Spike pulled Luigi's hips up before leaning over to the nightstand and grabbing Lube and a condom.

Luigi felt tingly and hot, ready for this. Happy to know that someone at least wanted to fuck his brains out without trying to also murder him. Cold gel got Luigi to cry out.

"Shit sorry." And Spike's warm hands scooped up the cold glob, his lips pressing kisses up Luigi's spine.

"You weren't lying when you said you had a shitty week." The bruises on his back were proof enough Luigi supposed. They had nothing on the bruises on his heart, but Spike couldn't fix that so this would have to do.

"No, I wasn't." Spike inhaled before pressing gentle kisses to the bruises as his fingers began to rub against Luigi, the tips brushing against his balls repeatedly as Spike teased his hole. Luigi moaned, delighting in the touch.

Luigi crossed his arms, tilting his head to the side to look at Spike who grinned at him as he slicked up his cock, rolling on a condom. Spike wasn't huge but he wasn't small either, why hadn't he done this before? The man clearly knew what he was doing and was confident enough to think that Luigi would like what he had to offer.

Spike licked his lips before moving, his cock bumping Luigi's ass as it found his hole. Gasping at the intrusion. Spike paused running his free hand over Luigi's hip, stomach, and chest. Tweaking one of his nipples to distract him from Spike slowly pushing in, Luigi panted spreading his legs a little wider to get comfortable, Spike wrapped his meaty hand over Luigi's cock and pumped it a few times.

Luigi threw his head back at the explosive feeling of a hand around his dick and a solid length up his ass. Moaning he shook his head before pressing back against Spike who let out his own sound at the feeling.

"Fuck, we should have done this sooner, your so tight!" Luigi chuckled.

"You were a fucking asshole, no way I would have done this sooner." Spike laughed and placed his hands on Luigi's hips.

"Well, I'm glad we are now." Before pulling Luigi back by the hips, impaling him further, he was fully seated now. One hand moved from his hip and into his hair, pulling harshly in a good way. Before Spike was moving, kisses were rained down on his back, neck, the side of his face as he fell into the feeling of being fucked senseless.