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Only a handful of customers remained in Caritas. Angel, the broody vampire with a soul, was one of them. He sat alone, nursing a fruity mixed drink.
The stage was silent; no one felt like singing when there was no one left to hear them. The Host prepared for closing, wiping a few tables while Rico, the bartender, put bottles and glasses away.
"You're looking blue, Angelkins."
Angel lifted his soulful eyes. "Just thinking."
"About?" The Host took a seat at the table.
"I'm just having doubts about if I can make it. You know, be human again, like the prophecy foretold."
Krevlorneswath took Angel's hand. "My boy, I have no doubt. And you shouldn't, either."
"Why do you say that?"
The Host smiled. "I know your soul."
"Yeah, well," the handsome vampire said, "I wish I were so sure."
Lorne stood, allowing the chair to slide behind him. "Relax. I'm closing the bar, but I want you to sick around. I think I can cheer you up."
Angel looked at The Host quizzically.
A few minutes later, the bar was closed and the door was locked. Lorne focused on Angel's sad expression. Yes, he knew what L.A.'s broodiest citizen needed. A naughty grin crossed his rosy lips.
He approached his friend and placed a gentle hand on his back. "Come with me."
"Where are we going?"
"Come." Lorne led him to the back where his living quarters were. When they were in what was essentially Lorne's living room, the tall, green demon turned to face Angel. "Take off your shirt."
Angel paused. "What?"
"The shirt. Off with it." Lorne sat on his leather sofa. It welcomed him.
The vampire did as he was told. "What should I do with my shirt?" Lorne waved his hand nonchalantly, indicating Angel should toss the garment on the floor, which he did. Lorne then patted the cushion next to him, and Angel sat down.
The karaoke demon removed his white Armani jacket and unbuttoned his shirt cuffs. He instructed Angel to turn his back to him.
When Angel felt Lorne's hands on his shoulders, he jumped and turned around.
"Relax, it's just a massage, Sugar."
Angel hesitated, but did allow Krevlorneswath to give him a backrub. It was actually quite soothing.
Tilting his head forward as his muscles were caressed and molded, Angel began to feel comfortable with Lorne's hands on his bare skin. It was short-lived, for Lorne placed a small kiss on his neck! Angel's head snapped up.
"What are you doing?" His dreamy eyes were big.
"Ssshhh," Lorne whispered, taking the vampire's face in his hands. He brushed Angel's lips with his own, then kissed him fully. Angel's mind said to pull away, yet he didn't. His eyes remained open, as if he had to see it to believe it. He still wasn't convinced.
Lorne slid back and began removing his own shirt. When he began undoing Angel's pants, Angel didn't fight it, but he wasn't sure about this, either.
"It's ok, Angel Baby." Lorne stood up and pulled the vampire onto his feet as well. Angel kicked off his shoes while The Host slid his black pants down his strong, pale legs. Angel stepped out of them.
Lorne also undressed to his underwear, a pair of silk boxers. He pulled Angel's dark Hanes off the tempting body. Angel's hard cock sprang free, bobbing at Lorne's nose. The demon gulped in anticipation.
Lorne pushed Angel onto the sofa. Immediately, he got on his knees and took Angel's dick into his mouth. The vampire was taken by surprise and had to distract his mind so he didn't come too soon.
What am I doing? he thought. I've never even fantasized about sex with another man--well, except for Spike--and here I am, getting the best blowjob I've ever had by a male demon! A karaoke singer, yet!
He rotated his hips against Lorne's masterful mouth. He found the red lips arousing, and began stroking the demon's horns. Lorne moaned.
Before things got too intense, however, Lorne stopped. Angel let out a short, frustrated whine.
"Stand up," gasped Lorne. The huge bulge in his shorts told Angel Lorne had a new plan in mind.
"Oh, wait now--" Angel protested, but Lorne was a bit too excited to be patient.
"STAND UP!"
Angel didn't like orders, yet he found a ripple of pleasure coursed through his body when Lorne yelled at him.
Lorne positioned Angel so that he was bending over, using the sofa arm for support. The brooder nervously looked behind at Lorne, stunned to see the boxers at Lorne's ankles. The demon's massive and unusual cock was ready for Angel's virgin ass.
Lorne grabbed a bottle of lotion from a nearby table and generously lubricated his cock and the flaps on either side. Then he slathered some into and around Angel's sweet butthole.
Lorne slid his big one into the vampire's puckering hole and moaned. Angel gripped the sofa arm tighter, but only for a minute. He soon relaxed as Lorne got into a rhythm. He began returning the motions.
Lorne felt Angel's peak approaching. This was the moment. He opened his flaps, heightening his own pleasure and stretching the anus around his tool even further. The vampire cried out as he shot his cum all over Lorne's brown leather sofa. He felt Lorne spurt his demon seed in his ass and shuddered. Lorne closed his flaps and pulled out. Angel dropped to his knees.
"Stay the night, Vampire Delight. I'll give you a booster shot in the morning," Lorne laughed as he smacked Angel's ass and headed for the bedroom.
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