They walked into the hotel suite, laughing quietly, trying to conceal their merriment. As the door shut behind Xander, the couple exploded into peals of giggles.

"Love, I think you had too much to drink..." Angelus said, snorting, putting on a pose of maturity. Which only held for a second, collapsing into a loud, hearty guffaw.

"M-me, Dead.. hee... boy?!" Xander snorted.

"Yes, you, silly monkey..." Angelus fell onto the bed, holding his stomach and chortling.

"Deadboy?"

"Yessss?"

"Why are we laughing?" Xander tried to look perplexed through his laughter.

Angelus sat back, feeling the satin of the hotel bed's comforter, staring at the mildly stained walls. A look of confusion passed over his brow. A look slowly replaced by a bright sense of knowledge. "I.. don't.. know! Hee hee!"

Xander ran forward, leaping on the bed, wrestling with his laughing vampire lover. They played for a few minutes like children, pummeling each other through snorts of laughter. Then, suddenly, they were kissing. Their lips met feverishly, running over freshly shaven skin, over necks that pulsed with the life, or unlife, beneath them. Their hands danced over each other, strewing clothes over the floor quickly, stripping each other down to the bare skin. They rubbed against each other, hot on cold, still giggling, but the sounds were muffled.

Angelus reached out, stroking Xander's cock into full erection. The boy leaned back, sighing, enjoying the attention. As the vampire's fingers danced over his flesh, Xander closed his eyes, feeling his body tense towards orgasm. But then they left him. Opening his eyes in drunken amazement, Xander watched as Angelus' mouth circled his cock. The vampire's lips rubbed him in slow circles, pressing on the ridges of the head, tonuge flicking out to massage the tip. He began to bob his head, taking more and more of Xander in, until the tip of the cock pressed at his throat. As his mouth worked, Angelus moved his fingers to slowly massage Xander's balls.

It was too much.

Xander exploded in Angelus' mouth, spraying hot semen down the vampire's throat. He collapsed on the bed, panting, as Angelus climbed up and over him. Grinning at the boy, his protruding cock pointing jauntily up in the air, he whispered, "Turn over."

Xander did so, humming to himself, reaching behind to spread his bottom open in anticipation. Angelus smiled broadly, rummaging in the nightstand drawer for the hotel's complimentary lube. Finding it, he opened and poured some out.

The scent of raspberries filled the room.

"Mmm... berries." Angelus rubbed it along his fingers, along his dick, bringing his erection even higher. He leaned over Xander, sliding his finger quickly in and out. "Ready love?"

Xander nodded against the bed, already somewhat sleepy.

"Oookee." Positioning himself, Angelus thrust in, pushing himself into Xander's tight opening. He pressed Xander into the bed with the force of his entrance, grunting in pleasure.

Xander let out a little squeak of enjoyment. Grinning, Angelus began to thrust in and out quickly, building a rhythm, his hips and balls making an amusing slapping sound against Xander's ass. He began to hum a little tune to the beat. As the friction began to grow, Angelus hummed louder.

Suddenly Xander, in a breathy voice, began to sing along. "Over the meadow and through the woods to Grandmother's house we go!"

Laughing loudly, Angelus came in Xander's ass, roaring with both merriment and pleasure. Pulling out, he collapsed next to his lover. "The horse knows the way to carry the sleigh..."

And with that, the two fell asleep, drunk on aftershock, and, well, Aftershock.