.:writings on the wall:.
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There were cool lips, somehow managing to sear him. A deft tongue invaded his mouth, exploring every crevice; entangling his own tongue and inviting it to dance. Xander couldn’t help but moan as Angelus worked his magic. ‘Man lips… I’m kissing a man. Oh God, I am so gay and loving it… wait, no; have to stop! What was that about being his mate?’
Xander tore himself away from Angelus’ greedy mouth somewhat reluctantly. "Wait, what… you said mate? C’mon, you can’t just say something like that and leave it there!"
Angelus was panting lightly despite the fact that he didn’t need to breathe. Honey-colored eyes were dilated and filled with lust. "Little tease," he growled, looking a bit put out at having his kissing interrupted.
"Hey buddy, you were the one springing stuff on me about mates before getting me all distracted with the kisses!" Xander said huffily.
A wicked smile spread across Angelus’ face, reminiscent of his ‘leather pants of evil’ phase. "I distracted you with my kissing?" he asked, voice a sensual rumble in his chest.
"Well, yes… but that’s not important now!"
Angelus rolled his eyes in mock annoyance, which was a funny thing to see. "Fine," he said seriously. "I want you. Your beauty, your humor, your loyalty, your bravery. I want it all for me. Not just now, forever. And that means I make you my mate, because even as a souled-vampire you wouldn’t be the same. As my mate, you will live as long as I do; you will never age or get sick. You will be recognizable to vampires, demons, slayers and others with enhanced senses as a Mate of the Clan Aurelius. They will know that to harm you is to bring down my total and complete wrath. You will be totally, completely *mine*." Angelus kissed him briefly for emphasis.
"Wait, don’t I get any say in this?" Xander looked both flattered and terrified.
"No." Angelus paused, then broke into a grin. "Just kidding."
"Ha. Ha. Not a phrase I ever thought to hear from you."
"Hey, I’ll have you know I’m a very humorous vampire! Seriously, though, I know we don’t have the best history," here Angelus studiously ignored Xander’s wry snort, "…and I want to give us a chance to know each other better. I plan on giving you an old fashioned courtship. I’m going to woo you."
"Woo me? I’m getting a wooing? Just what I always wanted." Xander joked, but couldn’t help thinking to himself that it might be nice not to do all the work in a relationship… for once.
"Prepare yourself to be wooed within an inch of your life." Angelus stroked a hand through Xander’s hair, then once again captured his mouth. Xander felt himself getting aroused, and began responding to the kiss. Just as he was giving in totally, Angelus ended it. He pecked Xander tenderly on the forehead. "Soon, mo peata. Very soon." The darkness began to recede.
Before Xander could protest, he found himself lying in his own bed, still fully clothed and painfully hard. "And he calls *me* a tease," he grumbled. He paused thoughtfully. "I really have to ask him about the need for nakedness. Is that really necessary? Not that it’s not nice; but still, it’s not fair that he gets to see me naked when we haven’t even had our first date. Wait… I’m actually planning on going out with him. Huh. Imagine that, I’m not freaking." He began to undress and slip beneath the covers. "Of course, my brain probably hasn’t caught up yet. I should be due for a major wiggins tomorrow."
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