Icon Drabbles #3 and #4

[thecarlysutra]

These two are both for the same icon, so I thought I'd post them at once . . . it's the amazingly yummy icon I'm using now, which was made by lafemmedarla, who rocks like a rocking thing. They're both Buffyverse; they're both PG or something. Nothing dirty, unfortunately. :P

The first one is for ladyoneill.

Wet Dreams

Angel’s skin glows florescent under the lights. He’s hurt, and he falls against the walls; his blood colors the tiles. With this, and the lights, he’s paler than anything.

The hot water pelts his shoulders; Angel hisses when long, gentle fingers run soap over his hard muscles. The pretense of cleaning him, but really to test the soundness of the flesh. Hisses, but arches into the touch, too.

Angel turns, eyes miles deep. “Glad you’re here, Spike. To take care of me.”

Spike wakes violently. There’s an uneasy heat on his belly, and the dream isn’t disappearing quickly enough.

Fuck.

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This one is for thestranger1. It's sweeter, Buffy POV, third season.


Good Girls Knock

I went over to Angel’s on innocent grounds. Really! We were going to train, but then he wasn’t in the main hall, or the atrium, so I went looking for him. I heard noises in his bedroom –I had to investigate! But I forgot and just let myself in – no knocking, bad Buffy! – and there he was. There he was just out of the shower, all dripping and drying his hair so his towel was . . . by his head . . . not covering his . . . other parts . . .

Knock, Buffy! Good girls knock!