Candy’s Dandy, Liquor’s Quicker
Fandom: Angel (Buffyverse)
Rating: M (for adult language)
Warnings: crack treated seriously, implied Spike/Lindsey/Angel, est. relationship, innuendo, explicit language
Summary: Maybe Angel should do a bit of research when choosing somewhere new to go for a drink.
A/N: Well, this is not what I thought I’d be posting after nearly two months of nothingness, but here we are. written for LJ comm 1_million_words for the weekend challenge with the prompts: A Cum Shot and Suck, Bang, and Blow (from a list of dirty cocktail names)
"It's called what?!?" Angel looked across the table at Spike incredulously, leaning away from beige monstrosity the waitress had set in front of him.
"A Cum Shot. Look, mate, you picked the place." Spike snickered. "Not my fault they've naughty drinks on their menu."
Angel snatched the menu away from the blonde and scanned through the establishment's offerings. His eyebrows shot up as he found the beverage in question.
"Twelve dollars for this? It's not even two ounces. And look! It's not even real liquor, just schnapps and Irish cream."
"Yeah, but it's froofy, jus' like you."
Angel growled, considering five different ways to wipe that damn smirk off the younger vampire's face.
"Watch it, brat. And anyways, your drink looks plenty froofy too." Angel pointed at Spike's larger drink, his lips twisting into a snide smirk of their own. "What is that, anyway, a Cosmo?"
"Noo, it's a Suck, Bang, and Blow. And, I'll have you know there's nothing froofy about it. Mine's got vodka, gin, and tequila in it; 's like the dirty equivalent of a Long Island iced tea. 'S a man's drink, it is, unlike your li'l girly drink over there."
Angel glowered at Spike, begrudgingly grabbing the shot glass and taking a sniff at the whipped cream-topped curiosity. As Spike made a production of taking a gulp of his drink, smacking his lips with a pleased sigh, Angel took a tentative sip at his.
"Huh. Tastes like candy."
Shrugging, Angel downed the rest of the shot, licking the whipped cream from his lips as he set the glass down.
Spike chuckled, feeling smug.
"Yeah, well, you always did like the taste of cum, pet. Oh, and you've still got some cream on your nose."
Before Angel could snarl, Spike leaned across the table and licked the glob of whipped cream off before capturing the brunette's lips with his own to chase the sticky sweet taste of butterscotch.
Breaking the kiss with a slight pant, Angel grabbed up Spike's drink and downed the contents in one swallow. As Spike let out an affronted scoff, he grabbed his hand and stood up, tugging the slighter vampire out of the booth with him. Pulling Spike against him, he leaned in and nipped at his earlobe, his cool breath ghosting over his flesh as he spoke.
"Y'know, Spike, I think I'm much more of a Suck, Bang, and Blow type of guy. Let's get out of here, and I'll show you my own Cum Shot recipe."
Spike gulped hard, his pants tightening at the whispered words. As Angel turned to yank him out of the bar, Spike quickly snatched up one of the menus.
"What's say we make a night of it, luv, and see if we can't get through the whole list? Ooh, look, we can invite Lindsey up from his cozy little cell for this one…something called The Cock-sucking Cowboy."
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