Nekid Kink Day over at nekid_spike Characters/Pairings:
Mainly Angel/Spike, all slash Summary:
33 kinks in 11 kinky drabblesWarnings:
lots of kinkDisclaimer:
They all belong to Joss, even though I’m often nicer to them than he is.Author’s Notes:
I’m afraid I forgot about Nekid Kink Day, having had a lot of RL stuff going on. But I couldn’t possibly let the chance to share all my favourite kinks go by, so I’m doing it with drabbles. All credit to ash_carpenter
for the drabbles idea – she did it first over here
, and since it’s an awesome idea I nicked it. Since I’m just that kinky, there are three kinks per drabble.
I’ve also included Spike coming in his britches, for ash, and daddy!kink, for apparently most of this fandom! Always The Alleys
: hair-pulling, forced orgasm, coming in his trousers
Angelus shoved William face-first against the filthy wall. William fought back, struggling hard. Angelus growled and pressed harder against him. At the press of his erection, William shut his eyes and went limp. He’d never fight him off.
Angelus chuckled. “You’re learning.” William swore as Angelus pulled his hair, dragging his head to one side and exposing his neck. Angelus’ fangs sink in; he gasped and unwilling arousal clenched in his belly. Chuckling, Angelus rubbed roughly at his cock.
Angelus kept going; William came, helplessly spurting into his britches.
Angelus rubbed off against his arse. William flushed with shame.Concurrently
: threesome, begging, jealous!Angel
Spike stared with lust-glazed eyes as the women played: licking and sucking and biting at his body.
“Now, Dru, do you want his cock or his ever-clumsy attempts at cunnilingus?”
“Don’t whine, William,” Darla sighed. “You’re getting us both at once, in a sense, and Angelus never will unless he learns to behave.”
Spike smirked. Three hours he was begging, cross-eyed as Darla and Dru changed places yet again.
“Let me come, Dru, please...”
“WHAT the HELL is this?” Angelus bellowed from the doorway.
Spike jerked, and Angelus’ eyes fell on him. Spike swallowed. He’d be paying for this.Good Boy
: spanking, bottoming from the top, daddy!kink
Angelus thought he should sketch this: William naked over his lap, hiding his face as Angelus brought his hand down punishingly on his bare arse. He kept smacking, watching the skin redden and hearing William whimper until he broke.
At the whine, Angelus smiled and lifted William onto his lap. “You’re sorry?”
Angelus lifted William’s arse, chuckling at the squeal as his big fingers dug into the punished flesh. Then he forced him down, onto his cock. William howled, but he’d been well trained – he bounced on Angelus’ cock eagerly.
“Ahh... my good boy.”Underestimation
: rimming, blindfolding, holding down
Spike wriggled happily against Giles’ tight grip on his wrists. “Hold still, vampire.”
Spike did so, smirking. The scarf kept him blind, but his other senses would tell him what Giles was doing. Giles settled between his spread legs, obviously planning on a blow-job.
Then hands spread him roughly and a hot tongue thrust deep inside his hole. Spike howled, body bowing uncontrollably as Giles rimmed him with that soft, slick tongue. He couldn’t hold back, and came with a yell.
Giles took off the blindfold. Spike lay limp; eventually he opened dazed blue eyes. “I may’ve underestimated you, watcher.”It’s Always About The Blood
: handcuffs, forced blowjobs, dom!Xander
Spike swore again that he’d kill Harris slowly once he got this chip out. It distracted him from the crawling feeling of vulnerability. He’d already forced Spike to shed his duster; now Harris was circling him, predator’s eyes all over him.
Then he closed the cuffs on his wrists.
Spike shouted in outrage but didn’t bother struggling. Xander was facing him now, dark eyes intent. He smiled.
“On your knees.”
Spike opened his mouth and let Xander thrust in, almost choking on his thick cock. The blood smell had him drooling.
He tried to remember that he’d get fed after.Addiction:
biting, rough sex, insults
Past sunset, he appeared at Spike’s crypt. “Hostile Seventeen.”
Spike laughed hollowly. “Bit formal for someone who was calling me ‘slut’ last week.”
Riley stepped forward, and Spike had to stop himself backing away from the implacable tread. “You are. Whore. Give it up for anyone.”
Spike went into gameface to watch Riley shudder. “Just you, luv.”
He knew it wasn’t love. But when Riley was fucking him, big and strong, rough but so fucking pure in the dark, tearing him as he tore at Riley’s neck, feeling him shudder...
Addiction was better than love. It kept him coming back.Cavemen
: dub-con, post-fight sex, orgasm denial
Spike saw the moment Angel lost control – when the fight called Angelus.
Angel leapt, shoving his face against the wall and scrabbling at Spike’s belt. Spike fought furiously, but Angel started banging his head against the wall. Wh en Spike recovered, Angel’s cock was shoving into him.
“Fucking caveman! Stop!”
Angel didn’t listen; Spike felt himself tear. He howled, but Angel kept fucking. Arousal flooded him and, hating himself, Spike fucked back.
Then Angel grabbed at his cock. “Say I’m right, or you’re not getting off!”
“Admit it!” Angel’s cock was pounding Spike’s prostate; he surrendered.
“The astronauts would win!” Old School Tie
: caning, dom/sub, sub!Spike
“Do you know why you’re here?”
“Yes, sir.” Spike kept his eyes respectfully down, hiding the smirk at Percy’s attempt to dominate him.
“Good. Bend over the desk and pull your trousers down.”
Spike obeyed, shivering a little as his arse was bared to the cool air. The watcher skirted him, and gripped his wrists firmly. Spike, disbelieving, felt Wesley bind his wrists with a tie.
“Watcher – ”
The cane whipped across his arse, leaving a line of fire on his skin.
It came down again, even harder.
Spike’s eyes widened... then he grinned. Seemed he’d underestimated another watcher.Protective Custody
: humiliation, collars, nipple play
Malvolo had heard Angel had taken an employee into custody, but he was still surprised. Angel was behind his desk in a designer suit, as expected. The other vampire was unexpected – the one perched on Angel’s lap, naked but for his collar.
He was blushing, and Malvolo’s gaze made his blush deeper. Delicious!
Angel played with his nipples throughout the meeting, tweaking until they were red and swollen. The two men exchanged a smirk as the pet squirmed, obviously desperate for release.
“I can leave for now,” Malvolo offered.
Angel smirked, trailing a hand over Spike’s naked form. “No rush.”Self-Control
: fingering, dom!Angel, dirty talk
Spike lay naked, thighs spread, over Angel’s lap, and tried to remember the game. If he didn’t come as Angel fingered him, he could fuck his sire.
He was determined to win. So there he lay, clenching his teeth, determined to stay still, to not react to the feeling of Angel’s long fingers slipping inside him, playing with him, grazing his prostate teasingly.
“You’ll lose, you know.” Angel’s low voice had Spike burning. “You’ll be spread for me, bound and open, and I’ll fuck you and bite you and make you mine
Spike’s whole body clenched as he came. Birthdays
: paddling, vibrators, bruising
Angel grinned, and brought the paddle back before swinging it against Spike’s arse with a great smack. A birthday spanking had been his idea; he hadn’t shown Spike the paddle until he already had him naked with a vibrator in his arse.
He kept reddening Spike’s arse, watching his feet kick helplessly. With each smack, Spike clenched uncontrollably around the vibrator; Angel saw him quiver at the feeling. He wanted to see Spike come on this: he leant down and bit.
Spike came, shuddering, on the vibrator still buzzing inside him and Angel’s bruising teeth. “Happy Kink Day, Spike.”