Title: Picnic By The Fire (1/1)
Author: Meredian 
E-mail: mere_dythe@hotmail.com
Summary: Angelus comes home, to find that Xander has been planning a 
surprise. Set in the universe of "Buffy Summers is Nothing But A Big Liar" 
Rating: R 
Disclaimer: Joss is God. He owns these folks, as does Mutant Enemy and
so on. I just want to play with them.
Notes:  This story is for Chelle, since she just loves these two together.
And this is my first fic here… so play nice, people. Feedback would be both 
savored and devoured. (No, I am not hungry.) Oh, and *s indicate thought. 

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"In here, Dead-Boy!" Came the teenager’s voice, wafting out of the bedroom. As usual the fact that Xander couldn’t say his name caused Angelus to wince… *Oh well, one day he will learn.* Putting the grease stained box down on the kitchen counter, Angelus headed into his bedroom…

And was shocked beyond all words. There was a fire going in the fireplace, safely guarded by a thick screen. Spread on the floor was a thick blanket, and on the blanket was a spread of food, china, and wine glasses. A picnic.

And kneeling next to the whole get up was his lover, looking delicious in a thick burgundy sweater that was just a size or two too big, and a pair of his baggy cords. "Well," Xander stuttered out, sounding a bit unsure of himself, "I figured that, it is the winter and all, and even though there isn’t snow… since this is sunny Sunnydale, but it’s not so Sunny right now, but more cold"

Angelus put one cool finger on his lover’s lips, silencing him. "It looks wonderful, Xand. I’m… I’m touched that you would do something like this."

"We can still celebrate the holidays in some way, Fang-Boy."

"I supposed we can." Angelus sat down, crossing his leather clad legs beneath each other. He kept throwing side long glances at Xander as he fussed with the food on the blanket. *Man, he looks beautiful in firelight* The gleams from the flames played off of Xander’s features, and threw a glint into his dark eyes. Angelus was wordless in the presence of his love.

"Xander, did you do all this yourself?" Angelus asked, lightly joking. He found it hard to believe that Xander, no matter how much he loved him, could throw together something like this. The boy wasn’t that together.

"Um, actually, I called Will, and asked her for some tips…"

"But you still put this together. Xander, you are amazing."

The look in Xander’s eyes was priceless. Angelus felt his cool flesh light up on the inside from the happiness he saw in his lover’s deep brown eyes.

Eyes which suddenly lit up, like a little boy on Christmas. "I have a surprise for you! Willow sent it over, and I’ve been keeping it warm!"

Xander reached over by the fire, and pulled out a wine bottle. Handing the bottle, warm from the fire, to Angelus, he said eagerly, "Read the label."

- -Blood Wine- -

"Xander, Willow got this for us? It’s quite rare."

"I know. She told me about the wine mixed with blood, and how expensive it is… Fang-Boy, I wanted you to have it."

Angelus was speechless. *Maybe he really does care deeply for me* And with that speechlessness something inside him fully woke up, something that had been stirring for the length of the picnic.

Xander’s eyes widened with pleasure as he saw the bulge arise in his lover’s pants. Reaching over, he took the wine and poured them each a glass. Holding the sparkling, deep red liquid up in the firelight, he mused, "Willow also said this stuff was a powerful Afro-hairdo, or something. A horny helper."

"That would be aphrodisiac, and yes, it is. But the blood… Xand, are you sure you want to drink it?"

"I’m all for stimulation," he joked, winking. "Besides, it’s only part blood. Toast me, Dead-Boy."

And they clinked glasses. Angelus drunk deeply from the glass, feeling the warmed blood/wine mixture slide down his throat. The powerful alcoholic part of the drink immediately made his cold cheeks go warm, while the blood infused a rosy color into his skin. Leaning back and closing his eyes, Angelus savored the unique flavor of the drink, a low sound of pleasure coming from his slightly parted, wine stained lips.

Gaining a bit of composure, Angelus looked at Xander. The boy was staring at him, his eyes hazy, a half grin on his face. "What?" Angelus asked in confusion.

"You look so yummy…" came out of his mouth, a bit slurred. Angelus felt his cock rise a bit more at the sight of Xander’s lips, curling into that little half grin of his.

"You’re not so bad yourself…" Angelus’ voice trailed off, as he saw how turned on Xander was beneath his corduroy pants. Leaning over, he brushed his palm firmly across his lover’s clothed erection. Xander shuddered, and let out a faint whimper of pleasure. This little sound turned on Angelus all the more.

He pressed his lips up against Xander’s, enveloping him in a kiss that tasted of them both, and the wine they had just drank. Delighting in the mingled flavors, Angelus continued the kiss, his tongue doing a slow tango with Xander’s. When he finally pulled away, Xander panted for breath. Once again Angelus had forgotten about not needing breath. But apparently this didn’t faze Xander… he pounced on Angelus for yet another kiss.

When that was over, Xander looked at Angelus with fire. "Willow also gave me another recommendation… something she tried with Spike." Taking a covered disk out from under the bed, Xander revealed a tray of fresh, ripe strawberries, and a dish of whipped cream. "They are supposed to be really good with wine."

With that, Xander picked up a berry, dipped it in the cream, and bit down on it. Angelus’ eyes gazed hungrily at the boy’s mouth, moving over the firm skin and soft whiteness of the food. When that berry was finished, Xander picked up another. As he dipped it in the cream, he said to Angelus, "Take off your shirt, Dead-Boy."

Angelus pulled the white t-shirt over his head slowly, feeling Xander’s eyes run over his fire lit muscles and ridges. Suddenly, he felt something cool on his chest. Looking down, he saw Xander, making a line down his chest in whipped cream, using the strawberry as a writing tool. Drawing down to Angelus’ navel, Xander popped the berry into his mouth. He then slid his tongue out, and kissed his way up the trail of cream. Shivers of excitement ran through Angelus’ body as Xander’s warm lips pressed on his skin.

After kissing away the cream, Xander leaned up and planted a smooch on Angelus’ lips. Wrapping his arms around the boy, Angelus slid his tongue into Xander’s mouth. The two of them kissed for a long while, sharing the flavors of berry, cream, and Angelus’ chest. Breaking the kiss, Angelus stared at Xander.

"Whaaaat?" His lover asked, innocently.

"So much for pizza." Angelus replied.