
Anyway, much relieved it's over so I can worry about other stuff.
Tight by Bogwitch
(Spike/Angel, AtS season Five)
“Ugh.” Angel twisted his face as he grunted, his expression contorting with strain. The tightness of the hole was going to kill him.
“Don’t stop,” Spike hissed, gasping from his own exertions. “I need you to keep going!”
“I don’t think I can…”
“I’m getting there,” Spike panted. “Just need you to wiggle it a bit.”
Gritting his teeth, Angel twisted and blessed relief came with a pop! He slipped out. “Ah, that feels so much better.”
“Good,” Spike growled with irritation and handed the crowbar to Wesley. “Next time you can free your own bloody head from those railings.”
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