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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Buffy_the_Vampire_Slayer
  Relationship:
      Angel/Xander_Harris
  Series:
      Part 2 of Just_Can't_Get_Enough
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-12-07 Words: 2530
****** Undiscovered Country ******
by Morgana
Summary
     Xander decides he wants to learn more about vampires
Xander stared at the door in front of him. It shouldn't have been this
intimidating - after all, it was just a door, right? Okay, so it was a door
with a really fancy brass knocker that probably meant something special, but a
door all the same. And doors were made to walk through, or knock on... but
which was he supposed to do? He wasn't sure if Angel meant for him to just go
inside, or if he was supposed to ring the bell, or just wait in the hallway
like the big chicken he seemed to be quickly turning into.
“Come on in,” a low voice called from inside the apartment. Well, he guessed
that answered that question, then.
Xander fought the sudden instinct to turn and run for the library. Maybe Giles
should be told about the weird symbol on Angel's door knocker? Maybe it was
some kind of world end-y thing- it looked magical, and magic was usually
something that needed research and - No. He wanted this. Swallowing hard, the
boy turned the doorknob, then stepped inside, closing the door quietly behind
him. “Hey, sorry I took a little while,” he said. “I thought I'd let my parents
know that I might not be home for a while. That door knocker you've got, with
all the loops and stuff, looks pretty cool. Is it some kind of vampire-
y demonic protector or - ” The rest of his question died on his lips as he
turned around and got his first good look at Angel.
The vampire was sitting on his couch without a stitch of clothing on, one hand
wrapped around his dick, moving over his shaft in long, slow strokes. Xander
wasn't sure whether it was the sight of Angel naked or the fact that he was
jerking off right in front of him, but something managed to short-circuit any
part of his brain except the one that was screaming out for more of what they'd
done earlier. He swallowed and licked his lips, only distantly hearing the way
Angel moaned at the sight. When Angel held his free hand out and beckoned,
Xander dropped his backpack and stumbled towards him.
He made it most of the way over to the couch before his legs gave out and he
dropped to his knees on the floor. Angel smiled and reached out to touch his
hair, then went back to pinching his nipple while he stroked himself. Xander
couldn't resist watching, his eyes roving from hard little nipple to harder and
definitely not little cock, to Angel's face and back down. He couldn't seem to
keep his eyes away from Angel's dick. It was the first he'd ever seen hard that
wasn't his own or on a porno film, and a lot thicker than he'd imagined. Liquid
glistened on the tip and as he watched, the shaft jumped and spilled a little
more, droplets sliding down the veiny side towards the thick patch of dark hair
that covered the other man's groin and balls. Xander suddenly wanted to follow
that trail with his tongue, to lap up those drops and-
He groaned, his hand reaching down to adjust his painfully hard dick inside his
jeans, then shuffled a little closer to the couch. He couldn't wait anymore -
he had to do something or he was going to die just kneeling and watching.
Glancing up at Angel, Xander slowly reached out to brush his fingers over the
wet tip, the contact making his skin tingle. Angel moaned and nodded, his hand
falling away to allow Xander to explore more. Xander moved closer still, until
he was kneeling between Angel's spread legs, and stared in rapt fascination at
Angel's cock. He wrapped his fingers around it and gave it a tentative squeeze,
smiling when he heard the moan above that told him it was a good idea. But
before he started really doing anything, he wanted to explore a little. This
might be the only time he got to get this close to someone else's cock, and he
didn't want to waste it.
It felt weird holding a dick that wasn't his own, the different angle leaving
him more than a little adrift and he wondered if this was what it was like for
girls. He slowly curled his hand around and slid it down, easing back up, his
motion awkward and slightly jerky. Angel moaned and shifted, opening his legs a
little more to give Xander more room to explore. Xander couldn't look away from
the darkening shaft, his mouth going dry at the sight of a milky droplet
forming on the tip. Without thinking about it, he lowered his head to catch it
with his tongue. The heavy, slightly bitter fluid hit his palate and he
wondered what it would be like to really taste more.
Pulling back a little, Xander licked the tip of Angel's dick again, earning a
low groan from the vampire above him. He kissed it, then started working his
way downwards with careful licks until he reached the base, his nose almost
buried in wiry curls. The strong scent of male musk rose up to greet him, its
unmistakable aroma making his own cock harder than ever. With a groan, Xander
buried his face in the thatch of dark hair, nuzzling and licking as his hand
slid down to cup the weight of Angel's balls, rolling them in his palm and
squeezing gently when he started to make his way back up the vampire's shaft.
Angel moaned, his head falling back, eyes sliding closed as he reveled in the
attentions of the young human. He'd never dreamed this eager sensuality lay so
close to the surface, but he was discovering that he'd made the right choice
when he'd picked this boy for his conquest. A warm, wet tongue slid over his
aching flesh, teasing him to a painful hardness while a careful hand cradled
his balls in exquisite counterpoint. Xander raised his head and licked his
lips, making Angel wonder if the boy was trying to drive him crazy. “Tell me
what to do,” he whispered.
Fuck, who'd have thought Xander Harris could look like sin itself? “Take the
tip in your mouth and suck on it,” Angel answered hoarsely, reaching out to
stroke a lock of dark hair.
Xander nodded and ducked back down, closing his mouth around Angel's cock as
directed. Hoping he wasn't about to really fuck it up, he sucked - tentative
and slow at first, then harder when he heard Angel moan again. Dipping his head
down, he felt the head slide over his tongue as he sank further down.
Encouraged by the vampire's soft hiss of pleasure, he drew back and plunged
forward again, but went too far in his eagerness and pulled off with a sick
gagging sound. Humiliation swamped him and he tried again only to have the same
thing happen. Christ, he couldn't even do this right!
Hands cupped his face and brushed hair out of his eyes, and then he was hauled
up into the other man's lap and lips brushed over his burning cheeks. He tried
to push away, but an iron grip held him tight, forcing him to sit still while
Angel cradled him like a girl. “Shhh, it's okay,” Angel whispered, and to his
horror, Xander felt the tears that had been stinging the backs of his eyes
spill over. “Shhh, baby, you did good. I'm so proud of you.”
“But I couldn't -” Angel cut him off, claiming his mouth in a hungry kiss,
tongue slipping into his mouth as naturally as if it belonged there. He opened
wider when thumbs settled along his jaw, allowing them to coax him open and
massage the slight ache away at the same time.
When he pulled back to let him breathe, Angel kissed him lightly again and told
him, “Don't feel bad, baby. You did great for your first time.”
Xander nodded and wondered how his first time stacked up against the others he
was sure Angel had taught to do this. He knew you weren't supposed to keep
score or judge one lover against another, but he was pretty sure most people
did all the same, and he wanted to try to make sure his name wasn't on the
bottom of the list. “I just... I wanted to -” His eyes slid down the other
man's body, cheeks flushing a bright pink as he thought about what had been
interrupted.
“You wanted to make me come?” The boy nodded and Angel laughed softly. “I never
said you couldn't. What did you want?” A confused look was his answer, and he
prompted, “How do you want me to come, Xander? In your hand? Want to watch me
finish myself off? Tell me what you want.”
He hesitated, then whispered, “I want... I mean, can I taste you?” He knew he'd
messed up when he'd tried it, but the memory of the precome still lingered on
his tongue, the slick, slightly bitter drops that made him want to know what
the rest was like.
“You want -?” Angel groaned and then shoved him back down to the floor. He'd
meant to go slow with the boy, really he had, but the hesitant request and
clear hunger behind it nearly stripped him of his last bit of control.
Hopefully the boy really meant it about wanting to taste him, because he wasn't
going to last two minutes once that sweet mouth was wrapped around his dick
again. Wide eyes looked up at him, and he reached out to stroke the pretty pink
lips. “Suck me, Xander,” he commanded softly, offering him a tender smile to
soften the order.
A shudder ripped through the teenager's body, and he moaned as he ducked his
head down, mouth opening wide to take him inside. He didn't try to go so far
down this time, just down an inch or so before he pulled back and suckled at
the tip. Angel groaned loudly, his hand falling onto Xander's head, where it
lay heavily as he fought the urge to fuck up into the boy's mouth. Another hard
suck and he was coming, his cock shooting heavy spurts of creamy fluid that
Xander was drinking down like he'd been born to it. “Fuck!” he gasped, panting
heavily as the dark head lifted. “That was - fuck, Xander!”
The boy's eyes were almost black as he looked up at him. “Yeah,” he breathed,
licking his lips.
Angel could smell his arousal, and knowing he'd been turned on by that was
almost enough to make him hard again right away. He looked down at Xander's
lap, at the hand that kneaded the lump there and said in a low voice, “Don't.”
When he snatched it away as though he'd been burned, the vampire knew he'd made
the right choice. This kid was absolutely the perfect pet, just waiting for the
right person to discover him.
Jerking him to his feet, Angel leaned forward, rubbing his cheek briefly over
the damp denim. He could smell the climaxes he'd brought the boy to earlier,
smell his own musk from when he'd ground against him, and he smiled at the
thought that soon he'd do more than just smell. Xander moaned, his hands
twitching, but they stayed at his sides. Wrapping his hand around the bulge of
the boy's cock, Angel said softly, “This is mine now.”
“Yours,” Xander gasped. He only had a vague notion of what he was agreeing to,
but knew that he had to agree before Angel would do anything else. And he was
so hard it was beginning to hurt, so he'd have gladly signed his life away, so
long as it meant he'd get to come.
As soon as he said it, Angel's hands were working over his fly, unbuttoning and
unzipping, shoving both jeans and boxers down. He heard them hit the floor with
a thump, but couldn't bring himself to care when a hand wrapped around his
shaft and squeezed. “Take off your shirt,” the vampire ordered.
Xander stripped it off, then caught his breath when Angel leaned forward to
kiss the soft skin just under his navel, tongue slipping out to lap at him like
he was a new kind of dessert. “Remember what I promised?” he whispered, breath
cool against the damp patch of skin. “I can make you come in five minutes or
keep you hard for hours...”
Amused brown eyes met his as Angel tilted his head back. “Which do you want
first?”
“F-first?” His head was spinning, but when the hand around his dick stroked him
slowly, he knew he'd never manage to last for hours, so he gasped, “Minutes,
please!”
“Poor baby,” Angel crooned. “You're really not used to this, are you?” He
didn't wait for an answer, just ducked his head and - oh, God!
Xander moaned when he felt a mouth wrap around his cock for the very first
time. Something slid wetly along his length, then circled the tip and he
realized it had to be his tongue. Angel's tongue! On his cock and it felt so
fucking fantastic that he knew he'd be lucky to last even five minutes. “Oh,
God,” he cried out, groaning when Angel chuckled and the vibration tingled all
the way up his dick.
Without being aware of it, the boy's hands slid into dark hair, holding the
vampire still as he began to thrust forward, mindlessly chasing the orgasm that
he could feel hovering just out of reach. A large hand cupped his balls,
rolling them in the palm and he screamed out something that sounded vaguely
like Angel's name as he came, shooting hard enough to make him see stars.
Angel swallowed him down, the faint fluttering of throat muscles around the tip
of his cock teasing out still more come until Xander thought he might have a
heart attack right then and there. But somehow he managed to stay both upright
and conscious, although the hands that had shifted to grip his hips were the
main reason for the first. The second he just chalked up to dumb luck.
The vampire kissed the tip of his dick as it slid free, then slowly rose to
stand in front of him. “Mine now,” he whispered again, one hand sliding into
Xander's hair, pulling him close. Lips met in a long, leisurely kiss that ended
with tongues tangled together, sharing the sharp taste of come between them.
When he pulled back, Angel looked at him again, then said quietly, “Take the
rest of your clothes off. I want to watch you crawl naked to my bed.”
“Fuck,” the boy whispered, but he was busying toeing his shoes off and kicking
the jeans the rest of the way down even as he tried to figure out exactly what
he was doing. One look at the glittering dark eyes and he knew that, whatever
this was, he wasn't ready to leave yet. Sinking back down to the floor, he
started crawling slowly towards the long hallway, already looking forward to
the pleasure that waited for him in the bedroom.
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