Three of Four
Apr. 25th, 2007 03:43 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lady_windermereA short one, a drabble really!
Title Sterile
Author woman_of_
Pairing Angel/Spike
Rating pg 15
Dedication For the prompt from![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
shinodabear
Summary. Fred’s Lab is so sterile, what wicked thoughts our boys have to make it less so.
Angel watched Spike, he had that gleam in his eye. The lab looked so clean, shiny silver worktops, white cabinets, and glass jars with unmentionable specimens in them. Angel tried not to look at Spike lifting up the various sharp instruments, before making some gesture with them and putting them back, but never where he found it.
It looked like an operating table in a hospital. Angel couldn’t guess why the laboratory had to be this clean, it wasn’t as if they had living specimens to experiment on.
Knox walking in and Angel had to smile as Spike put a hand to his crutch with a suggestive wiggle. Although Angel was sure is was Knox who was the intended target, his own mind started wandering.
He remembered Spike that morning, in bed at his side. Angel’s penis had been hard with a morning erection standing proud from his body. Unfortunately he didn’t have time to do anything about it. Now the he felt his reaction, and had to bit his lip to distract himself from grabbing Spike and pushing him into the nearest, no doubt sterile, closet.
The office day couldn’t end soon enough for Angel, to be alone with Spike again
Title Sterile
Author woman_of_
Pairing Angel/Spike
Rating pg 15
Dedication For the prompt from
shinodabearSummary. Fred’s Lab is so sterile, what wicked thoughts our boys have to make it less so.
Angel watched Spike, he had that gleam in his eye. The lab looked so clean, shiny silver worktops, white cabinets, and glass jars with unmentionable specimens in them. Angel tried not to look at Spike lifting up the various sharp instruments, before making some gesture with them and putting them back, but never where he found it.
It looked like an operating table in a hospital. Angel couldn’t guess why the laboratory had to be this clean, it wasn’t as if they had living specimens to experiment on.
Knox walking in and Angel had to smile as Spike put a hand to his crutch with a suggestive wiggle. Although Angel was sure is was Knox who was the intended target, his own mind started wandering.
He remembered Spike that morning, in bed at his side. Angel’s penis had been hard with a morning erection standing proud from his body. Unfortunately he didn’t have time to do anything about it. Now the he felt his reaction, and had to bit his lip to distract himself from grabbing Spike and pushing him into the nearest, no doubt sterile, closet.
The office day couldn’t end soon enough for Angel, to be alone with Spike again
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Date: 2007-04-26 09:43 pm (UTC)