Fic: X'mas Gift -FRAO-
Title: X'mas Gift
Author: A.Aurelius
Rating: FRAO
Pairings: Spangel
Disclaimer: Not mine.. nope... Hmm.. if they were.. I would be in heaven right now
Summary: Angel and Spike recieves an odd package from Lindsey.
Loud moans could be heard from inside the CEO's office. Fred and Wesley eyes a fuming Gunn warily.
"Charles, why don't we just leave." Fred offered her distressed friend.
"Yes, I believe it would be a great idea." Wesley added.
Gunn slowly turned his head towards his two friends and gritted his teeth. "We. Can't. Leave."
Sigh dejectedly, Fred looked at Wesley for support but only got a shrug in return.
It was nine in the morning when a package was delievered to Gunn's office. The courier must've made a mistake for the package was addressed to Angel M. and not him.
Inside Angel's office, Spike was straddling the elder vampire on the chair while he rode him eagerly.
"Fuck... how long till we get to do this for a whole day?" Angel asked through his heavy panting.
"Dont... bloody... know... Ugh! Yes!" Spike arched back as he finally came over. His internal muscles gripping Angel's cock and milking him of his cum.
"Ugh. Yeah!" Angel said as he released his seed inside his lover's bowel.
Slowly moving off of the bigger man, Spike grunted as he felt Angel's cock pop out of his friction heated hole. He could feel Angel's come trickle out of him and before he could do anything about it, Angel pushed him over the desk and started lapping at his pinkish hole.
Outside, the trio stood and slapped their foreheards as they heard another loud moan followed by Spike saying, "Oh fuck... yeah... right there... Yeah! Fuck me with that tongue of yers!"
"Why don't we just leave the package at the door and just knock and run away really quickly?" Fred said.
Gunn looked at Fred and smiled widely, "Good Idea! But what if they don't open it?"
"Are we supposed to wait until they're finished coupling before we leave for Vermont, Charles?" Wesley said, looking very annoyed.
Before either of them could utter anything, the doors burst open finding Angel and Spike.
"Thought you lot were goin' ta Vermont?" Spike pouted.
"We... ahh... there's a package for you, Angel." Wesley said.
"Oh?"
Moving aside, Angel saw that there was a big crate behind their three friends. Before Angel could say anything, his lover made a bee line for the crate and peeked inside.
"Bloody bollocks! What the fuckin' hell is that?!" He pointed angrily at the crate.
Angel arched his brow and eyed his lover oddly. "What is it, Spike?"
Gunn moved to open the crate and pulled a creature out.
"Get it away from me!" Spike screamed as he moved behind Angel.
Putting the creature on the floor, Gunn smirked at Spike. "You're afraid of this little guy?"
"What the hell is that?!" Angel looked at Gunn, Fred and Welsey expectantly.
"Seeing that it has cute puppy ears, cute puppy-dog eyes, and cute puppy tail... I would say that it's a puppy... only bigger." Fred said by way of explaining.
"Ha BLODDY ha!" Spike mocked.
"Get down, Spike, I'm not a tree." Angel said as he tried to stop Spike from climbing on top of him. "Whose it from?"
"The package said from L. McDonald."
"Lindsey?" Spike said.
"Lindsey!" Angel exclaimed.
Then they noticed something on the puppy's neck. A note was attached to it.
'Merry Christmas, Angel.'
Somewhere in Los Angeles.
Lindsey sat infront of the television grinning madly while Eve blew him.
~End~
Author: A.Aurelius
Rating: FRAO
Pairings: Spangel
Disclaimer: Not mine.. nope... Hmm.. if they were.. I would be in heaven right now
Summary: Angel and Spike recieves an odd package from Lindsey.
Loud moans could be heard from inside the CEO's office. Fred and Wesley eyes a fuming Gunn warily.
"Charles, why don't we just leave." Fred offered her distressed friend.
"Yes, I believe it would be a great idea." Wesley added.
Gunn slowly turned his head towards his two friends and gritted his teeth. "We. Can't. Leave."
Sigh dejectedly, Fred looked at Wesley for support but only got a shrug in return.
It was nine in the morning when a package was delievered to Gunn's office. The courier must've made a mistake for the package was addressed to Angel M. and not him.
Inside Angel's office, Spike was straddling the elder vampire on the chair while he rode him eagerly.
"Fuck... how long till we get to do this for a whole day?" Angel asked through his heavy panting.
"Dont... bloody... know... Ugh! Yes!" Spike arched back as he finally came over. His internal muscles gripping Angel's cock and milking him of his cum.
"Ugh. Yeah!" Angel said as he released his seed inside his lover's bowel.
Slowly moving off of the bigger man, Spike grunted as he felt Angel's cock pop out of his friction heated hole. He could feel Angel's come trickle out of him and before he could do anything about it, Angel pushed him over the desk and started lapping at his pinkish hole.
Outside, the trio stood and slapped their foreheards as they heard another loud moan followed by Spike saying, "Oh fuck... yeah... right there... Yeah! Fuck me with that tongue of yers!"
"Why don't we just leave the package at the door and just knock and run away really quickly?" Fred said.
Gunn looked at Fred and smiled widely, "Good Idea! But what if they don't open it?"
"Are we supposed to wait until they're finished coupling before we leave for Vermont, Charles?" Wesley said, looking very annoyed.
Before either of them could utter anything, the doors burst open finding Angel and Spike.
"Thought you lot were goin' ta Vermont?" Spike pouted.
"We... ahh... there's a package for you, Angel." Wesley said.
"Oh?"
Moving aside, Angel saw that there was a big crate behind their three friends. Before Angel could say anything, his lover made a bee line for the crate and peeked inside.
"Bloody bollocks! What the fuckin' hell is that?!" He pointed angrily at the crate.
Angel arched his brow and eyed his lover oddly. "What is it, Spike?"
Gunn moved to open the crate and pulled a creature out.
"Get it away from me!" Spike screamed as he moved behind Angel.
Putting the creature on the floor, Gunn smirked at Spike. "You're afraid of this little guy?"
"What the hell is that?!" Angel looked at Gunn, Fred and Welsey expectantly.
"Seeing that it has cute puppy ears, cute puppy-dog eyes, and cute puppy tail... I would say that it's a puppy... only bigger." Fred said by way of explaining.
"Ha BLODDY ha!" Spike mocked.
"Get down, Spike, I'm not a tree." Angel said as he tried to stop Spike from climbing on top of him. "Whose it from?"
"The package said from L. McDonald."
"Lindsey?" Spike said.
"Lindsey!" Angel exclaimed.
Then they noticed something on the puppy's neck. A note was attached to it.
'Merry Christmas, Angel.'
Somewhere in Los Angeles.
Lindsey sat infront of the television grinning madly while Eve blew him.
~End~