Fic - Justin/Angel/Spike, NC-17
Okay, last week I promised brandil I'd write her a little birthday ficlet. She asked for a Buffy/QAF crossover. She wanted "Justin getting fucked the way he's wanted for so long ... raw. But I want him to be safe and we all know the only safe way for anal sex is with a vampire. So Justin with either Spike or Angel? I don't care how you get them together the rawness is what I want."
I hope this satisfies. This hasn't been beta'd and I'm awful at proofing myself. If you see something horrible that needs fixing, let me know. Thanks.
One Night Stand
for brandil
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Justin/Spike/Angel
Justin sighed with pleasure as he was pushed and pulled between the cool, hard flesh of two men unlike any he’d ever met before. He pressed deep into the man below him and groaned at how amazing it felt, and as he drew back he pushed and squeezed the hard length inside him. Brian would surely laugh at him for believing these two guys were vampires and going home with them. And when he was done laughing he’d probably bitch him out for not only believing it but going along with their insistence on fucking without condoms.
***
“We’re dead, luv. Can’t get anything from us, can’t give anything to us ... except for pleasure, of course.”
“Spike,” Angel warned. His annoyance was clear and made Justin smile. “Look, kid. Much as I hate to admit it, he’s right.”
Justin grabbed them both through their pants as he looked deep into their eyes; somehow knew they were telling the truth. He rolled his eyes at himself for being such a girl, but was reminded of the first time he saw Brian. The eyes never lied and there were some things you could just tell right away. The size of their packages didn’t hurt either. He turned and headed for the door, glancing over his shoulder to make sure they were following him.
***
“Fuck,” Spike whimpered as he slid into Justin. He’d followed the boy into the back room hoping for a blow job, and he’d got one. What he hadn’t expected was for the boy to drive him to the edge and then stop only to stand up and whisper “Fuck me. Hard,” before dropping his pants and leaning against the wall. “So hot, so tight,” he was panting now as he thrust fast and deep.
Justin pressed back, moving his hips in sync with Spike -- back onto his cock, forward into the hand that held his own dick just tight enough to send him soaring.
***
Angel stared across the room at the blond head bobbing in front of Spike. The boy was enthusiastic and ... talented. Not as talented as Spike, but then unlike Spike this boy needed to breath. He watched Justin take Spike right to the edge then pull away and he grinned. But when he saw what the boy did next, his grin disappeared. His lips parted as took a deep, unneeded breath and his hand instinctively moved to the bulge in his pants.
***
Justin leaned down and bit Spike’s nipple as Angel sucked at the side of his neck. God it felt good. The feel of Spike’s ass gripping him, no latex barrier in the way. He wanted to do this Brian but every time he’d tried Brian had said no. He understood and he appreciated Brian’s concern for him, his care for him, but that didn’t stop the want.
And now that he was feeling this, knowing this, he wanted it with Brian even more. But with Brian Kinney you took what you could get. Justin knew better than to press his luck. So instead he pressed into Spike as Angel pressed into him and he groaned again at a pleasure he’d never known before and would never know again.
I hope this satisfies. This hasn't been beta'd and I'm awful at proofing myself. If you see something horrible that needs fixing, let me know. Thanks.
One Night Stand
for brandil
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Justin/Spike/Angel
Justin sighed with pleasure as he was pushed and pulled between the cool, hard flesh of two men unlike any he’d ever met before. He pressed deep into the man below him and groaned at how amazing it felt, and as he drew back he pushed and squeezed the hard length inside him. Brian would surely laugh at him for believing these two guys were vampires and going home with them. And when he was done laughing he’d probably bitch him out for not only believing it but going along with their insistence on fucking without condoms.
***
“We’re dead, luv. Can’t get anything from us, can’t give anything to us ... except for pleasure, of course.”
“Spike,” Angel warned. His annoyance was clear and made Justin smile. “Look, kid. Much as I hate to admit it, he’s right.”
Justin grabbed them both through their pants as he looked deep into their eyes; somehow knew they were telling the truth. He rolled his eyes at himself for being such a girl, but was reminded of the first time he saw Brian. The eyes never lied and there were some things you could just tell right away. The size of their packages didn’t hurt either. He turned and headed for the door, glancing over his shoulder to make sure they were following him.
***
“Fuck,” Spike whimpered as he slid into Justin. He’d followed the boy into the back room hoping for a blow job, and he’d got one. What he hadn’t expected was for the boy to drive him to the edge and then stop only to stand up and whisper “Fuck me. Hard,” before dropping his pants and leaning against the wall. “So hot, so tight,” he was panting now as he thrust fast and deep.
Justin pressed back, moving his hips in sync with Spike -- back onto his cock, forward into the hand that held his own dick just tight enough to send him soaring.
***
Angel stared across the room at the blond head bobbing in front of Spike. The boy was enthusiastic and ... talented. Not as talented as Spike, but then unlike Spike this boy needed to breath. He watched Justin take Spike right to the edge then pull away and he grinned. But when he saw what the boy did next, his grin disappeared. His lips parted as took a deep, unneeded breath and his hand instinctively moved to the bulge in his pants.
***
Justin leaned down and bit Spike’s nipple as Angel sucked at the side of his neck. God it felt good. The feel of Spike’s ass gripping him, no latex barrier in the way. He wanted to do this Brian but every time he’d tried Brian had said no. He understood and he appreciated Brian’s concern for him, his care for him, but that didn’t stop the want.
And now that he was feeling this, knowing this, he wanted it with Brian even more. But with Brian Kinney you took what you could get. Justin knew better than to press his luck. So instead he pressed into Spike as Angel pressed into him and he groaned again at a pleasure he’d never known before and would never know again.