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The vampire thrust deeply into the amazing wealth of heat and tightness. Pleasure sizzled along his nerves and he gripped his mortal lover's hips tightly in an effort to control the urge to just slam and slam and slam until his mind and body could no longer stand the pressure. Instead, he bit down on his own bottom lip and allowed the taste of blood to sate his darker needs.
His lover arched back on hands and knees, pushing his hard throbbing erection further into the molten core of pleasure and the vampire trembled slightly. A lust deepened whimper caressed his ear as he pulled out slightly, and encouraged, he thrust back inside. Again and again and again.
The scent of musky sex and clean sweat combined with the sound of a racing *living* heartbeat and the ragged pants of exertion as the vampire felt his pleasure spiraling higher and higher. His mortal love rthrashed and moaned under him and he felt powerful and reckless and gentle and loving all at once. Crimson pressure and need coiled dee pinside him and built up to uncontrollable levels.
The vampire *thrust* and his hands *clenched* tightly to sweat slick hips and his lover's *hot* *tight* body *quivered* around him as he threw back his head and howled out his pleasure.
"BUFFY!!!"
His lover's voice bounced off of the walls in an echo of his own.
"ANGELUS!!!"
As if someone had punctured a balloon, the vampire collapsed onto thes weaty muscled back of his lover. Feeling the trembling straining muscles struggle to hold his weight, he rolled over onto his back on the bed. The crest of absolute pleasure and climax past, the two lovers slid from unrivaled joy and happiness and back down into the horrifying depths of pain and despair.
Spike and Xander shared a brief look of complete understanding and shared humiliated anguish of unrequited love and desperate need. TheSlayer would never take Spike as a lover and Angelus was once again caged inside Angel's soul. The other man was the only compassion and solace that each would find.
Finally, not being able to stand the shame, even if it *was* shared, they both looked away.
"So... same time next week then pet?"
A long moment of silence as they both dressed into their clothing.Finally, the dark haired mortal grabbed the motel room key up off of the dresser and turned to face the bleached blonde vampire.
"Yeah... same time next week."
At that, the mortal walked out into the dark parking lot and headed fo rthe manager's office. He didn't pause to watch the vampire shut off the lights, close the door and then disappear into the night.
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