Just a litle something.....
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jasonsnene
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NC 17
M/M
Spike/Xander
Xmas romp.
Spike was on the way back home when he saw a flickering light in the magic box window. He decided to investigate. Who the hell would be sad enough to be in there on Christmas Eve? Spike checked the front door, it was unlocked, so whoever it was had a key. Must be the watcher he thought. He walked inside wondering what had gone wrong now to have Giles in here researching. He was surprised therefore when he didn't find Giles. He walked right up behind the figure bent over a book, a very interesting book. "Make a habit of reading the naughty books out of hours pet?"
Xander nearly leapt out of his chair. "Spike! Damn it! You scared the crap out of me. Well, not literally or anything because that would be disgusting but you really scared me and what the heck are you doing wearing that hat?"
"Like you can talk. Mine was for work, what's your excuse?" Spike asked as he sat down next to Xander and pulled off his elf hat, the bells jingled loudly.
Xander realized that the book he was reading was still lying open on the table and he slammed it shut quickly and crossed his arms over it. "You work? I didn't know that. Figured you just played poker or whatever. And don't ask about mine. I don't want to talk about it." Xander ripped the Santa hat off his head and threw it over his shoulder.
Spike watched the hat land on the floor. He kicked himself for letting slip he'd been working. "Can't buy blood with kittens can I? Vamps gotta eat. What ya doing here on ya tod pet? something need researching or whatnot?"
Xander looked at Spike, confused. "What's 'on ya tod' mean? And don't call me pet." He realized he was taking his frustrations out on the vampire but couldn't seem to help it. It was either that or cry and no way did he want Spike to see that.
Spike smiled, his rare one that lit his eyes up. "It means on your own, like on ya Bill, Billy no mates, pet."
Xander sighed. "I really wish you spoke English."
Spike laughed out loud. "I do speak English, it you that doesn't. You speak American, a bastardised form of English."
"Hey! Don't call me a bastard!" Xander looked up at Spike and grinned to let him know he was kidding.
Spike smiled to soften his words. "Nah pet, unfortunately I've had the pleasure of meeting ya dad. You don't wanna know what I think of him, bastard is too polite a word."
Xander quickly stood, grabbed his book and moved across the library. "Yeah, he kind of proved that again tonight."
Spike stopped his hunt for fags to look at Xan. "What's he done luv? want me to send some demons round?"
"Nah. It's not big, really. Just another Christmas at the Harris house. I'm used to it by now. So, tell me about this job of yours. I have to know what has you wearing that hat?"
Spike raised his brow. "How about I tell you why the elf hat, if you tell me what's up?"
Xander moved up to the shelves and put the book back where he'd found it. "Don't worry about it, Spike. I'm just in a mood or something. I'm gonna get going. I'll see you around. Merry Christmas. Oh, and I won't mention the hat thing if you wont mention that I was here."
Spike knew something was up, but not what. He could scent Xander was not telling him the truth though. "Fine pet, won't tell ya about the matching tights either then."
Xander stopped, tempted. "There's tights?"
Spike nodded and pulled the leg of his jeans up, revealing a green calf.
Xander turned back around. Green tights were just too good to resist. The thought alone of Spike in green tights was cheering him up. But then he realized that Spike had tricked him into talking. "Look. It's not a big deal. I was just trying to make this Christmas special for my mom. Things have been tough lately. I even wore that stupid Santa hat thinking it would cheer her up. But then my dad came home and started running his mouth and I just couldn't take it so I left."
Spike growled. "Christmas is for families pet, ya dad's a first class pillock, doesn't deserve a son like you." Spike wondered where that had come from, and found himself asking, "Fancy a drink and some food? My treat, just got paid."
Xander carefully considered his options. Going to dinner with a vampire who probably didn't like him all that much or going home. Dinner it was. "Sure. That'll work."
"Come on then pet, lets get you fed and watered, can hear ya belly rumbling away. Now what do ya fancy?" Spike stood up and put his elf hat back on, grinning manically at Xander.
Xander tried to think of something clever to say but he was too caught up in Spike's smile. Who knew the vampire looked like that when he was smiling? Xander certainly didn't. And oh God, he was focusing on Spike's smile. And thinking he looked hot. This was wrong. Very, very wrong. Spike was hot. No. He couldn't think that. He tried to figure out what it was Spike had asked him before he got distracted. Oh, right. Food. "Uh...I don't know."
Spike held the door open for Xander. "I know a nice place, does traditional English food, run by a nice demon bloke I know. So fancy a little bit of English pet?"
Xander, of course, took that a little too literally and tripped over his own feet. Damn it. What was wrong with him? Spike didn't mean it that way. His damn brain was just thinking this way because of that book. Right! Whew. It was the book. He was looking at those pictures and then Spike came in and his mind just made the connection. "Uh...yeah. A little English sounds good."
"Well, ya comin' pet?" Spike asked as he walked away. He tried not to think why he'd offered to buy the whelp dinner. Preferring to think it was because he felt the kid needed feeding and not because he didn't want to be all alone tonight himself. Besides, if he walked off and the whelp got hurt or worse the slayer would dust him, self preservation this was, yeah, that was it.
Of course, all Xander heard was "comin" and his brain took another dive into the gutter. Spike walked away and Xander couldn't help but stare at his ass. In those jeans...who the hell wore jeans that tight anyway? How did he hide when he was...well, not that Xander ever hid when he was...crap, not that he was ever. Oh hell. He was getting the way he didn't want to be right now and what the hell would he do if Spike noticed? Xander tugged his shirt down a little lower and closed his jacket carefully. He thought that maybe going to dinner with Spike was a bad idea just as his traitorous feet started moving and following Spike out the door.
Spike inhaled deeply as he lit his fag, well, well, well. Harris must have enjoyed his look in that book. Spike pondered on why Xander had been looking in that book. Surely he wasn't.... nah, he was into birds. Anyanka had called him a Viking in the sack, so what the hell? Spike sighed and decided to forget it, just go enjoy the food, even if the company was only with him because it had nothing better to do. "I'm not going to be dusted by the slayer am I? You’re not supposed to be with her and Red or anything?" Self preservation came first, last thing he wanted was to wake up in a dust buster in the morning. Mind you might be better than spending Christmas alone, again.
"Nope. I'm all yours." Xander hurried after Spike, thinking the cool air might cool some other things before Spike noticed.
"All mine hey pet?" Spike smiled, even though the whelp hadn't meant it that way, it made Spike's demon purr loudly. It had been ages since anyone had been his. Spike's demon appeared to have a soft spot for Xander. Spike led the way to a back street, a small pleasant restaurant where the waiter hugged Spike as soon as he walked in.
Xander tripped again. The cool air hadn't helped like he thought and hearing Spike's voice all growly like that did something wobbly to his stomach. Then his stomach clenched up a bit when the waiter hugged Spike. What the hell? He followed Spike to the table and sat down. The waiter handed him a menu and he stared at it blankly.
"Something up pet?" Spike asked as the waiter fussed around him, opening the wine and pouring a small amount for Spike to scent and taste. "That's fine, nice body to it." he told the waiter, who then poured them both a glass of the ruby liquid.
Xander looked up at Spike and felt his blush growing. "Uh, nope. Everything’s fine here. Yep. Xan Man is just fine and dandy. Um, excuse me for a minute." Xander hurried to the back of the restaurant and the restroom sign. He really needed to cool off for a minute so that things that were up would go down. He seriously didn't need the embarrassment of Spike finding out he was getting turned on. And the wine...gah. He even thought him smelling the wine was hot. He imagined what it would be like for Spike to tell him he had a nice body. Shit. That really wasn't helping. Xander was beginning to think he'd need to do more than cool down in the bathroom. He might need to take care of his not so little problem in another way before he went back out.
"Is that your new consort Master Spike?" Asked the waiter. Spike snorted wine up his nose. "No Harry, the kids just... er I don't know what he is actually. Think he'd run a mile if he heard that though."
Xander used his time in the bathroom wisely. He wet paper towels with freezing cold water then went into the stall and shocked himself back into control. There. That was better. No need to do that other thing while out in public with Spike. Nope. He was much better now. Xander went back to the table and sat down as if nothing was wrong. He took a big gulp of his wine and choked a bit before swallowing it down. "So, what's good here?"
Spike smiled at Xan, he couldn't help it. Harry thinking Xander was his consort had done his ego good. "Just about everything on the menu pet, depends what your personal taste is."
Xander took another big gulp of wine. Then another. That sure was good wine. Not that he would know if it was bad. His idea of good wine was anything with a cork. The cheap stuff he usually drank had a twist top. "Well, help me out Spike. What's a traditional English Christmas food or something?"
"That's easy pet. Roast turkey, bread sauce, cranberry sauce, crispy roast potatoes, sprouts, parsnips, maybe chestnut stuffing. Sound good?" Spike checked his menu, Henry had the full traditional fayre on offer.
"That’s an awful lot of food isn't it? Especially vegetables. I'm not all that hungry. You can leave off the sprouts and parsnips." Xander turned his nose up slightly. He really was not fond of vegetables. Especially ones he'd never heard of before.
"Well if we skip a starter, and the sprouts look like green eyeballs anyway, that leaves room for a dessert. Some real tasty puds here." Spike flipped over to the dessert menu.
Xander was relieved that he wouldn't have to eat anything that looked like green eyeballs. Although strangely, the thought did quell any remaining arousal he may or may not have been struggling to contain. Then he realized what Spike had said. "Dessert?" Xander perked right up. Sweets were his weakness.
"Yeah dessert pet. There's everything from chocolate fudge cake, xmas pud with brandy sauce to traditional spotted dick." Spike looked over the top of the menu at Xander.
Xander was right in the middle of another big gulp of wine. He snorted. Wine came out his nose. It kind of burned. He coughed and sputtered and grabbed his napkin while turning a bright shade of red. He couldn't ask. Spike could not have said what he thought he just said. It was his imagination again. He was never reading that damn book again.
Spike jumped up and patted Xander's back. Rubbing gently and poured him a glass of water. "You ok luv? Not ill not owt are ya?" Spike was surprised he was so concerned, damn demon always was a soft touch, loved looking after people.
Xander took a slow sip of water and wondered how one went about getting wine out of one's nose. Then he realized that Spike was rubbing his back. It felt nice. Damn. There he went again. He took another sip of water which quickly turned into a gulp as he tried to cool his body down. When he finally came up for air, he replied. "I'm all with the good. Just went down the wrong hole is all. Everything's fine here. No problems."
"Try small sips pet. Wine is sipped, beer is swigged." Spike sat on the seat close to Xan still rubbing his back, waiting for Xan's breathing to calm down.
Xander tried to catch his breath as Spike sat down next to him. Very closely. Too closely, really. And damn if he wasn't still rubbing his back. How the hell was Xander supposed to stay calm after that? He wasn't. He couldn't. He gave Spike a little shove. "I need to be excused again for a second."
Spike stood to let Xan up. "I'll order for us pet, take ya time. Red wine up ya nose is nasty, go have a good blow or somethin' luv."
Xander took off towards the bathroom again. The red wine up his nose was the least of his problems at the moment. He did the wet paper towel routine again, pulling one aside for a quick nose blow. Huh. That did feel a little better. Of course he was focused on the paper towel at his nose and the one's in his other hand slipped and landed on his pants. Great. Perfect. Now he had a big wet spot on his crotch. Could this get any more embarrassing? Xander paused for a moment before stripping off his pants and holding them up to the hand dryer. No way was he going back out there with a wet crotch. No telling what Spike would think!
Xander was taking ages. Spike was concerned the whelp really was ill, he'd been acting odd since he had first gone into the library. Maybe it was a spell of Reds gone wrong. Spike decided to go check, he stopped dead at the sight of Xander in his underwear and his pant's under the hand dryer. "Didn't get red wine on em did ya pet?" he asked leaning against the door.
Xander would have jumped out of his pants had he been wearing any. "Uh...yeah. A little. But I got it out." Xander stared at the pants again. He was a really bad liar. And then he realized that he was in his underwear. And he still had his little problem. Xander gave up and just leaned against the wall, pressing his forehead to the cool tiles. It was suddenly very hot in here.
Spike walked over to Xan and put a cool hand on Xan's forehead. "Tell me what's up pet. Is it a spell or somethin'?"
Xander couldn't help but snort. Maybe he shouldn't have drank that wine so fast. "No Spike. That's not what's up." Then he giggled and pressed his forehead back to the tiles.
The penny dropped with a loud clang. The smog of pheromones coming off the whelp only confirmed it. Spike was even more convinced it was a spell now. "But pet, you're not ya know?... Not a pouf... Is there anything I can do? this must be a spell or a demon poison pet, let me check you out ok?"
Xander giggled again. "It's not a spell, Spike. Spell, Spike...that's kind of funny. Spell, smell, spike, spoke." Another giggle. "I think I'm drunk. Drunk and gay and no one knows it! And you offered me spotted dick!" This time Xander progressed to all out laughter. "Spotted...dick...Spike's spotted dick." Xander was bent over nearly double,
unable to stop his laughter.
Spike burst out laughing. "I'll have you know whelp my dick is not spotty. Smooth as silk. Like iron in a velvet glove, but not spotty."
Xander suddenly felt the urge to see for himself. He looked up at Spike before dropping the rest of the way to his knees and reaching for Spike's belt.
Spike drew in a deep breath. "Xan pet? You shouldn't be drunk on a glass of wine, when did you last eat?" Spike could have kicked himself for asking, but no way was Xander going to accuse him later of taking advantage of him when drunk.
Xander was too focused on the growing bulge in Spike's pants to pay much attention to his words. But when he finally realized that Spike thought he was so drunk that he didn't know what he was doing, he pulled himself to his feet and leaned in close to Spike. "I'm not that drunk, Spike. Just feeling it. God, I want you so badly right now." Xander decided to be bold for once in his life and leaned the rest of the way in. Then he kissed him.
Spike floundered for a second, then wrapped his arms around Xander. He opened his mouth slightly, letting his tongue run over Xander's hot lips. He grew rock hard, and his hips pressed into Xander's.
Xander responded eagerly, opening his mouth wide to accept Spike's tongue and pressing his own hips, and cock, back against Spike's. This was exactly what he wanted, needed right now. Well, it would have been if the bathroom door hadn't opened and a rather large man stood there staring at them in shock.
Spike glared at the man, and took Xan’s hand. "Come in here luv." He led Xander to a door down the hall, it was an office. He place Xan's pants over a heater. "You done anything like this before luv?"
Xander shook his head. "Just because I haven't done it, doesn't mean I don't want to."
Spike placed his hand on Xander's cheek. "That's not what I meant luv. I just... Shit Xan, I don't want your first time to be here, like this. You need romance, bit of privacy, a bed would be good, and don't forget the lube luv. If I do this for you, I want to do it right."
Xander pulled back from Spike and grabbed his pants. "Let's get out of here then." He stepped into his pants quickly and leaned in for another kiss. "Now."
"Thought you was hungry pet? Tell ya what, we'll get it to go yeah? reheat it later." He smiled at Xander, his blue eyes twinkling. He soon had Harry passing him two huge bags of food and drink. Money changed hands, then Spike linked his fingers with Xander’s. "Where would you like to go luv?"
Xander had to stop and think on that one. They obviously couldn't go to his house. He didn't want this to happen anywhere near his parents. He looked up at Spike, his eyes showing his sadness. "I don't have anywhere for us to go."
Spike pulled the boy close. "I do luv, come home with me pet. Just need to stop on the way." He kissed Xander, showing him a bit more of what was to come.
Xander responded, and groaned when Spike pulled away. But then their hands were linked again and Spike was leading him out into the night. The Christmas lights were glowing throughout town. Xander was caught up in the wonder of it. He'd wanted this so badly for so long, but never imagined that it would happen with Spike. Now though, he couldn't imagine anything else. Xander found himself smiling goofily as he trod along beside Spike. This was really going to happen. He was really here. Wasn't he? Or was this all some dream that he was having and he was really asleep in the library, drooling into some book that he would have to clean up and hide before Giles found out. Xander realized that if it was a dream, he hoped he didn't wake up.
As quickly as he could Spike bought his blood from Willy's bar, he could afford human with his wages this week. Next stop was the little drugstore, just about to close. He sweet talked the girl about to lock up into getting him two of the biggest tubes of lube they had. She melted and ran off, returning with a brown bag clutched to her chest. She passed it to Spike but refused the cash he held out. "Merry Christmas." She said as she shut the door. Laughing Spike led Xander back to his crypt. He put the food on the table lit a candle and held up the trap door for Xander. Come down here luv, it's warmer." Bloody should be, he'd left the heaters on.
Xander followed Spike, getting a bit nervous as he realized that he was about to do this for real. But Spike was being so great about everything and god he was so good looking and why hadn't he ever noticed before how great the vampire looked in jeans. The crypt was toasty warm and Xander noticed the space heaters. He should warn Spike that is was dangerous to leave them on. Then he saw the bed. And he lost all train of thought.
Spike lit a few candles and placed a tube of lube on the bed. He shrugged off his duster. He was reluctant to remove more. "You still want me luv? We can stop any time ya like. Don't even have to do anything."
Xander realized that Spike was just as nervous as he was and somehow that made it easier. He put on his brave hat again and marched right over to the vampire. "I want to, Spike. Please. Don't make me wait any more."
Spike sighed. "Well in that case get ya laughing over with first" He toed off his boots, pulled off his shirt, and slid down his jeans. "My work clothes pet." He explained.
Xander couldn't help it. He snorted. Spike was wearing...an elf costume. Under his clothes. Green tights and the little elf shirt thing. It was the funniest thing he'd seen in a while. Then Xander realized that the tights weren't hiding much and he stopped laughing. There was nothing funny about that. Xander responded by pulling his own shirt off and unfastening his pants. He kept his eyes locked onto Spike's as he let his pants slide down his legs and kicked them to the side.
Spike never took his eyes off Xander's, he moaned softly as the boy stripped for him, he longed to touch, to taste. Spike pulled off the elf shirt, as he stretched his hard cock popped out the top of the tights.
Xander felt his knees go weak at the first sight of Spike's cock. He stepped backwards to the bed and lay down across it. He reached into his own boxers and stroked himself. He was already so hard.
Spike shimmied out of the tights, and stood at the end of the bed watching Xan stroke himself. "Let me see luv, show me what ya hiding in there." He crawled up the bed and knelt by Xan's side.
Xander lost the ability to think when he saw Spike fully naked for the first time. What was it about Spike that did that to him? His hand stilled on his cock and he stared, taking in that incredible body, with his long, hard cock standing out from his body. Then Xander giggled. Spike hadn't lied. It wasn't spotted.
Spike pouted. "That's real nice that is, first look at me jewels and ya giggle." Spike covered his cock with his own hand hiding it from view.
Xander leaned forward, pulling Spike's hand away. "Sorry. Just remembered you saying that it wasn't a spotted dick. You're really gonna have to explain that one to me someday. But not now. Later. Then he gave Spike's arm a little tug and pulled the vampire closer to him.
"That's ok then luv, I forgive ya. Now lose the knickers, I wanna see yours now." He moved closer, and kissed the tip of Xander's nose.
Xander lifted his hips and slid his boxers down. He waited to see Spike's reaction. He wasn't sure, had never had another guy see him before. It was kind of scary, wondering if he was good enough, wondering if his body in any way measured up to the beauty that was Spike's.
"Ya gorgeous pet, sodding beautiful." Spike let his fingers lightly caress Xander’s thigh, then his belly, he drew a line around, but not touching Xander's cock. "Gonna taste ya pet, just like this." He never took his eyes off Xander as he straddled the boys legs, and lowered his head. He licked a trail from balls to tip, his tongue swirling in the slit, lapping up the fluid. He sat back up, licking his lips. "Delicious luv."
Xander didn't know what to do, he only knew that he wanted more. He reached up to Spike, his hands caressing the pale chest and ghosting over Spike's nipples. He traced the tips of his fingers over the defined muscles in Spike's stomach, before letting them skip down and wrap around Spike's cock. He was right. It did feel like silk, like iron in a velvet glove. He looked up at Spike with wonder. This was amazing.
Spike's hips jerked, the heat of Xander's hand on him was so good. He returned the favour and wrapped his log cool fingers around Xander's very impressive cock. He jacked him slowly and firmly. "How far do ya wanna go luv, I can't hurt ya. The chip'll go off and end our fun."
Xander thought about what Spike was offering and decided that for some reason, he really trusted Spike with this, with him and his body. "I trust you Spike. Let's try it, okay? But only if you want to." He was worried that maybe Spike was either trying to let him down easy, or really afraid that he was going to be hurt. "It's okay if you've changed your mind."
Spike shook his head. "Want you so much pet, just don't want to hurt ya. We'll go slow ok?" Spike lay on top of Xander, pressing them together from groin to chest. He purred gently as he kissed Xan on the mouth, teasing him with his tongue.
Xander threw his arms around Spike, pulling them even tighter together. He opened his mouth to Spike's tongue and stroked his own against it, tangling them together until Xander pulled away, gasping for breath.
"Ya so hot luv, smell so yummy. I think I'm gonna taste you all over." Spike told the breathless Xan. He started at Xander's throat, licking and sucking gently, then down over his collar bone, and then slowly down to a nipple, sucking hard and licking and teasing with his tongue. Xander's cock was now pressed into Spike's belly, so he flexed his muscles to press against it harder.
Xander arched up into Spike, the sensations of the hard body pressed to him so incredible. And Spike's mouth, the things he could do with his tongue. It was unlike anything that Xander felt before. Xander grabbled Spike's head with his hands, running his fingers through the gel-stiffened hair as Spike worked his way down Xander's body.
Spike smiled as he moved over to the other nipple, he also lifted off Xan a bit so he could get a hand in-between them. His long fingers gently held Xander's balls, rolling them slightly as he sucked and licked the nipple in his mouth to a hard peak.
Xander squeezed his hands tighter in Spike's hair when he felt fingers on his balls while Spike's mouth worked his nipple. He wanted to touch, he wanted to taste but he couldn't move and couldn't think with Spike working his magic on him. All he could think to do was spread his legs wider to allow Spike more access.
Spike giggled as he fell off Xan when Xan spread his legs. He took the hint and worked his way slowly lower. He licked and kissed a trail to Xander's belly button, delved his tongue in and out, smiled as Xan's belly heaved up and down, then lower again. Starting at the tip, he licked and nibbled his way down Xan's cock. Moaning loudly as the taste of the boy filled his senses. Next each ball was slowly sucked into his cool mouth.
Xander shook his head form side to side, his body overwhelmed with sensations. Spike's mouth was unbelievable. It was making him feel things he'd never felt, making him want more and more. When he felt his balls in Spike's mouth, he moaned out his name. "Spiiiiiike." It was all he could think to say at the moment.
Spike hummed 'Silent night' while sucking on both of Xan's balls. The fingers on one hand moved lower, stroking over the perineum and over the tight hole.
Xander felt like screaming oh holy something when he felt Spike's fingers brush across his entrance. He settled for another moan. He was about ready to throw Spike over and impale himself. He needed Spike to do this, to show him, to be inside him.
Spike released Xan's balls with a soft 'pop' and reached over for the lube. "Just relax for me luv, if it's uncomfortable tell me before it hurts, or we'll be finished before we start." Spike was dreading the chip going off, he'd nibbled Xan a few times just to see if it would set it off, so far so good. Spike was generous with the lube, coating his fingers thickly. He circled his finger tip around Xan's quivering hole. "Fuck pet I want to be inside you so much, let me in luv."
Xander spread his legs as wide as he could and relaxed his body. He watched as Spike focused his attention on preparing him, his eyes locked on Xander's entrance and the work his fingers were preparing to do. Xander felt the tip breach him and he moaned. "More, Spike. More, please."
Xander spread his legs as wide as he could and relaxed his body. He watched as Spike focused his attention on preparing him, his eyes locked on Xander's entrance and the work his fingers were preparing to do. Xander felt the tip breach him and he moaned. "More, Spike. More, please."
"Shh luv, I'll take good care of ya." Spike's finger slipped inside, he moved it slowly, as his other hand stroked Xan's inner thigh. Much to his surprise Xander relaxed again and he soon had two fingers inside the tight heat, he crooked them slightly, finding the magic bundle of nerves.
Xander didn't know what it was that Spike did but suddenly it felt like fireworks were going off in his entire body. Forget Christmas, this the Fourth of July and Xander's body arched and jerked as it was stimulated. Xander started moving his hips, trying to get Spike to touch him there again, to make him feel that again.
Spike stroked that spot again, watching Xan move, the boy began fucking himself on Spike's fingers, so he sneaked another one in as Xan slid back down. "Oh luv, ya so sexy and beautiful like this."
Xander couldn't take it any more. He needed Spike, in him. Now! He reached up and grabbed Spike's arms and pulled. "Spike, I need you, now. Inside me. Please. NOW. Spike."
Spike moved fast, his cock was covered in lube and positioned at Xan's entrance in seconds. Spike held a hand on Xan's belly. "Lower yaself onto me luv, take ya time." He hoped by Xan doing the moving the chip would be fooled Spike wasn't hurting Xan.
Xander lifted his hips as Spike directed and felt Spike's cock against him, ready to come inside. Spike's hand on his stomach guided him back down and he felt his body stretch to let Spike inside. He went slowly, knowing that Spike was trying not to hurt him for both of their sakes, but it was amazing and not hurting at all. He was so slick and Spike had stretched him well. Finally, his body stretched and allowed Spike all the way in and Xander stilled, letting his body get used to being full.
Spike's eyes had closed in pleasure as Xander had finally slid all the way onto his cock. He opened them now, looking in wonder at Xan's face. He lifted Xan's legs up onto his shoulders and moved slowly. "So tight and hot pet, bloody amazing."
Xander was bent nearly in half as Spike leaned over him and pressed even deeper inside his body. Then he started moving and Xander saw stars again. Why the hell hadn't he done this sooner? And in that moment, he realized that this was the exact perfect time and perfect way for him. He wouldn't have guessed that the vampire slowly fucking him and making his body sing with pleasure would ever be anything to him. And now, they were surrounded by each other and Xander only wanted more. .
Spike kept whispering how beautiful and sexy Xander was as he moved slowly. Each long slow stroke rubbing over Xan's prostate. Spike was in no hurry now he was deep inside, he wanted Xander to feel everything. "Gonna make you cum so hard for me luv. Not even gonna touch ya cock, it won't need it believe me. Feels so good when ya cum like that. Think ya can cope with that my beautiful boy?"
The words were enough for Xander. He groaned out a "yes" as he felt his balls draw up tightly against his body and at Spike's next stroke, his release poured out of him. He clamped down hard on Spike's cock, wanting him to stay inside. He was still quivering with aftershocks when he arched his neck upwards and let his lips find Spike's.
Spike came long and hard as he kissed Xan, he wrapped his arms tightly around his lover as his body shook with pleasure. He couldn't get enough of the beautiful man in his bed, and he was hard again in less than a minute. It had been quite a while since he'd had a willing partner, and never one as warm and sweet smelling as Xander.
Xander returned Spike's embrace and clung to the body above his. Their kiss was long and hard and Xander wanted nothing more than to stay this way forever.
Spike rolled them over so he was still inside Xander. "Go to sleep luv, I've got ya now." He wrapped his arms around Xander and stroked his hair, loving the feeling of Xan covering him
Authors
jasonsneneand
purpledodahmanip by
purpledodahNC 17
M/M
Spike/Xander
Xmas romp.
Spike was on the way back home when he saw a flickering light in the magic box window. He decided to investigate. Who the hell would be sad enough to be in there on Christmas Eve? Spike checked the front door, it was unlocked, so whoever it was had a key. Must be the watcher he thought. He walked inside wondering what had gone wrong now to have Giles in here researching. He was surprised therefore when he didn't find Giles. He walked right up behind the figure bent over a book, a very interesting book. "Make a habit of reading the naughty books out of hours pet?"
Xander nearly leapt out of his chair. "Spike! Damn it! You scared the crap out of me. Well, not literally or anything because that would be disgusting but you really scared me and what the heck are you doing wearing that hat?"
"Like you can talk. Mine was for work, what's your excuse?" Spike asked as he sat down next to Xander and pulled off his elf hat, the bells jingled loudly.
Xander realized that the book he was reading was still lying open on the table and he slammed it shut quickly and crossed his arms over it. "You work? I didn't know that. Figured you just played poker or whatever. And don't ask about mine. I don't want to talk about it." Xander ripped the Santa hat off his head and threw it over his shoulder.
Spike watched the hat land on the floor. He kicked himself for letting slip he'd been working. "Can't buy blood with kittens can I? Vamps gotta eat. What ya doing here on ya tod pet? something need researching or whatnot?"
Xander looked at Spike, confused. "What's 'on ya tod' mean? And don't call me pet." He realized he was taking his frustrations out on the vampire but couldn't seem to help it. It was either that or cry and no way did he want Spike to see that.
Spike smiled, his rare one that lit his eyes up. "It means on your own, like on ya Bill, Billy no mates, pet."
Xander sighed. "I really wish you spoke English."
Spike laughed out loud. "I do speak English, it you that doesn't. You speak American, a bastardised form of English."
"Hey! Don't call me a bastard!" Xander looked up at Spike and grinned to let him know he was kidding.
Spike smiled to soften his words. "Nah pet, unfortunately I've had the pleasure of meeting ya dad. You don't wanna know what I think of him, bastard is too polite a word."
Xander quickly stood, grabbed his book and moved across the library. "Yeah, he kind of proved that again tonight."
Spike stopped his hunt for fags to look at Xan. "What's he done luv? want me to send some demons round?"
"Nah. It's not big, really. Just another Christmas at the Harris house. I'm used to it by now. So, tell me about this job of yours. I have to know what has you wearing that hat?"
Spike raised his brow. "How about I tell you why the elf hat, if you tell me what's up?"
Xander moved up to the shelves and put the book back where he'd found it. "Don't worry about it, Spike. I'm just in a mood or something. I'm gonna get going. I'll see you around. Merry Christmas. Oh, and I won't mention the hat thing if you wont mention that I was here."
Spike knew something was up, but not what. He could scent Xander was not telling him the truth though. "Fine pet, won't tell ya about the matching tights either then."
Xander stopped, tempted. "There's tights?"
Spike nodded and pulled the leg of his jeans up, revealing a green calf.
Xander turned back around. Green tights were just too good to resist. The thought alone of Spike in green tights was cheering him up. But then he realized that Spike had tricked him into talking. "Look. It's not a big deal. I was just trying to make this Christmas special for my mom. Things have been tough lately. I even wore that stupid Santa hat thinking it would cheer her up. But then my dad came home and started running his mouth and I just couldn't take it so I left."
Spike growled. "Christmas is for families pet, ya dad's a first class pillock, doesn't deserve a son like you." Spike wondered where that had come from, and found himself asking, "Fancy a drink and some food? My treat, just got paid."
Xander carefully considered his options. Going to dinner with a vampire who probably didn't like him all that much or going home. Dinner it was. "Sure. That'll work."
"Come on then pet, lets get you fed and watered, can hear ya belly rumbling away. Now what do ya fancy?" Spike stood up and put his elf hat back on, grinning manically at Xander.
Xander tried to think of something clever to say but he was too caught up in Spike's smile. Who knew the vampire looked like that when he was smiling? Xander certainly didn't. And oh God, he was focusing on Spike's smile. And thinking he looked hot. This was wrong. Very, very wrong. Spike was hot. No. He couldn't think that. He tried to figure out what it was Spike had asked him before he got distracted. Oh, right. Food. "Uh...I don't know."
Spike held the door open for Xander. "I know a nice place, does traditional English food, run by a nice demon bloke I know. So fancy a little bit of English pet?"
Xander, of course, took that a little too literally and tripped over his own feet. Damn it. What was wrong with him? Spike didn't mean it that way. His damn brain was just thinking this way because of that book. Right! Whew. It was the book. He was looking at those pictures and then Spike came in and his mind just made the connection. "Uh...yeah. A little English sounds good."
"Well, ya comin' pet?" Spike asked as he walked away. He tried not to think why he'd offered to buy the whelp dinner. Preferring to think it was because he felt the kid needed feeding and not because he didn't want to be all alone tonight himself. Besides, if he walked off and the whelp got hurt or worse the slayer would dust him, self preservation this was, yeah, that was it.
Of course, all Xander heard was "comin" and his brain took another dive into the gutter. Spike walked away and Xander couldn't help but stare at his ass. In those jeans...who the hell wore jeans that tight anyway? How did he hide when he was...well, not that Xander ever hid when he was...crap, not that he was ever. Oh hell. He was getting the way he didn't want to be right now and what the hell would he do if Spike noticed? Xander tugged his shirt down a little lower and closed his jacket carefully. He thought that maybe going to dinner with Spike was a bad idea just as his traitorous feet started moving and following Spike out the door.
Spike inhaled deeply as he lit his fag, well, well, well. Harris must have enjoyed his look in that book. Spike pondered on why Xander had been looking in that book. Surely he wasn't.... nah, he was into birds. Anyanka had called him a Viking in the sack, so what the hell? Spike sighed and decided to forget it, just go enjoy the food, even if the company was only with him because it had nothing better to do. "I'm not going to be dusted by the slayer am I? You’re not supposed to be with her and Red or anything?" Self preservation came first, last thing he wanted was to wake up in a dust buster in the morning. Mind you might be better than spending Christmas alone, again.
"Nope. I'm all yours." Xander hurried after Spike, thinking the cool air might cool some other things before Spike noticed.
"All mine hey pet?" Spike smiled, even though the whelp hadn't meant it that way, it made Spike's demon purr loudly. It had been ages since anyone had been his. Spike's demon appeared to have a soft spot for Xander. Spike led the way to a back street, a small pleasant restaurant where the waiter hugged Spike as soon as he walked in.
Xander tripped again. The cool air hadn't helped like he thought and hearing Spike's voice all growly like that did something wobbly to his stomach. Then his stomach clenched up a bit when the waiter hugged Spike. What the hell? He followed Spike to the table and sat down. The waiter handed him a menu and he stared at it blankly.
"Something up pet?" Spike asked as the waiter fussed around him, opening the wine and pouring a small amount for Spike to scent and taste. "That's fine, nice body to it." he told the waiter, who then poured them both a glass of the ruby liquid.
Xander looked up at Spike and felt his blush growing. "Uh, nope. Everything’s fine here. Yep. Xan Man is just fine and dandy. Um, excuse me for a minute." Xander hurried to the back of the restaurant and the restroom sign. He really needed to cool off for a minute so that things that were up would go down. He seriously didn't need the embarrassment of Spike finding out he was getting turned on. And the wine...gah. He even thought him smelling the wine was hot. He imagined what it would be like for Spike to tell him he had a nice body. Shit. That really wasn't helping. Xander was beginning to think he'd need to do more than cool down in the bathroom. He might need to take care of his not so little problem in another way before he went back out.
"Is that your new consort Master Spike?" Asked the waiter. Spike snorted wine up his nose. "No Harry, the kids just... er I don't know what he is actually. Think he'd run a mile if he heard that though."
Xander used his time in the bathroom wisely. He wet paper towels with freezing cold water then went into the stall and shocked himself back into control. There. That was better. No need to do that other thing while out in public with Spike. Nope. He was much better now. Xander went back to the table and sat down as if nothing was wrong. He took a big gulp of his wine and choked a bit before swallowing it down. "So, what's good here?"
Spike smiled at Xan, he couldn't help it. Harry thinking Xander was his consort had done his ego good. "Just about everything on the menu pet, depends what your personal taste is."
Xander took another big gulp of wine. Then another. That sure was good wine. Not that he would know if it was bad. His idea of good wine was anything with a cork. The cheap stuff he usually drank had a twist top. "Well, help me out Spike. What's a traditional English Christmas food or something?"
"That's easy pet. Roast turkey, bread sauce, cranberry sauce, crispy roast potatoes, sprouts, parsnips, maybe chestnut stuffing. Sound good?" Spike checked his menu, Henry had the full traditional fayre on offer.
"That’s an awful lot of food isn't it? Especially vegetables. I'm not all that hungry. You can leave off the sprouts and parsnips." Xander turned his nose up slightly. He really was not fond of vegetables. Especially ones he'd never heard of before.
"Well if we skip a starter, and the sprouts look like green eyeballs anyway, that leaves room for a dessert. Some real tasty puds here." Spike flipped over to the dessert menu.
Xander was relieved that he wouldn't have to eat anything that looked like green eyeballs. Although strangely, the thought did quell any remaining arousal he may or may not have been struggling to contain. Then he realized what Spike had said. "Dessert?" Xander perked right up. Sweets were his weakness.
"Yeah dessert pet. There's everything from chocolate fudge cake, xmas pud with brandy sauce to traditional spotted dick." Spike looked over the top of the menu at Xander.
Xander was right in the middle of another big gulp of wine. He snorted. Wine came out his nose. It kind of burned. He coughed and sputtered and grabbed his napkin while turning a bright shade of red. He couldn't ask. Spike could not have said what he thought he just said. It was his imagination again. He was never reading that damn book again.
Spike jumped up and patted Xander's back. Rubbing gently and poured him a glass of water. "You ok luv? Not ill not owt are ya?" Spike was surprised he was so concerned, damn demon always was a soft touch, loved looking after people.
Xander took a slow sip of water and wondered how one went about getting wine out of one's nose. Then he realized that Spike was rubbing his back. It felt nice. Damn. There he went again. He took another sip of water which quickly turned into a gulp as he tried to cool his body down. When he finally came up for air, he replied. "I'm all with the good. Just went down the wrong hole is all. Everything's fine here. No problems."
"Try small sips pet. Wine is sipped, beer is swigged." Spike sat on the seat close to Xan still rubbing his back, waiting for Xan's breathing to calm down.
Xander tried to catch his breath as Spike sat down next to him. Very closely. Too closely, really. And damn if he wasn't still rubbing his back. How the hell was Xander supposed to stay calm after that? He wasn't. He couldn't. He gave Spike a little shove. "I need to be excused again for a second."
Spike stood to let Xan up. "I'll order for us pet, take ya time. Red wine up ya nose is nasty, go have a good blow or somethin' luv."
Xander took off towards the bathroom again. The red wine up his nose was the least of his problems at the moment. He did the wet paper towel routine again, pulling one aside for a quick nose blow. Huh. That did feel a little better. Of course he was focused on the paper towel at his nose and the one's in his other hand slipped and landed on his pants. Great. Perfect. Now he had a big wet spot on his crotch. Could this get any more embarrassing? Xander paused for a moment before stripping off his pants and holding them up to the hand dryer. No way was he going back out there with a wet crotch. No telling what Spike would think!
Xander was taking ages. Spike was concerned the whelp really was ill, he'd been acting odd since he had first gone into the library. Maybe it was a spell of Reds gone wrong. Spike decided to go check, he stopped dead at the sight of Xander in his underwear and his pant's under the hand dryer. "Didn't get red wine on em did ya pet?" he asked leaning against the door.
Xander would have jumped out of his pants had he been wearing any. "Uh...yeah. A little. But I got it out." Xander stared at the pants again. He was a really bad liar. And then he realized that he was in his underwear. And he still had his little problem. Xander gave up and just leaned against the wall, pressing his forehead to the cool tiles. It was suddenly very hot in here.
Spike walked over to Xan and put a cool hand on Xan's forehead. "Tell me what's up pet. Is it a spell or somethin'?"
Xander couldn't help but snort. Maybe he shouldn't have drank that wine so fast. "No Spike. That's not what's up." Then he giggled and pressed his forehead back to the tiles.
The penny dropped with a loud clang. The smog of pheromones coming off the whelp only confirmed it. Spike was even more convinced it was a spell now. "But pet, you're not ya know?... Not a pouf... Is there anything I can do? this must be a spell or a demon poison pet, let me check you out ok?"
Xander giggled again. "It's not a spell, Spike. Spell, Spike...that's kind of funny. Spell, smell, spike, spoke." Another giggle. "I think I'm drunk. Drunk and gay and no one knows it! And you offered me spotted dick!" This time Xander progressed to all out laughter. "Spotted...dick...Spike's spotted dick." Xander was bent over nearly double,
unable to stop his laughter.
Spike burst out laughing. "I'll have you know whelp my dick is not spotty. Smooth as silk. Like iron in a velvet glove, but not spotty."
Xander suddenly felt the urge to see for himself. He looked up at Spike before dropping the rest of the way to his knees and reaching for Spike's belt.
Spike drew in a deep breath. "Xan pet? You shouldn't be drunk on a glass of wine, when did you last eat?" Spike could have kicked himself for asking, but no way was Xander going to accuse him later of taking advantage of him when drunk.
Xander was too focused on the growing bulge in Spike's pants to pay much attention to his words. But when he finally realized that Spike thought he was so drunk that he didn't know what he was doing, he pulled himself to his feet and leaned in close to Spike. "I'm not that drunk, Spike. Just feeling it. God, I want you so badly right now." Xander decided to be bold for once in his life and leaned the rest of the way in. Then he kissed him.
Spike floundered for a second, then wrapped his arms around Xander. He opened his mouth slightly, letting his tongue run over Xander's hot lips. He grew rock hard, and his hips pressed into Xander's.
Xander responded eagerly, opening his mouth wide to accept Spike's tongue and pressing his own hips, and cock, back against Spike's. This was exactly what he wanted, needed right now. Well, it would have been if the bathroom door hadn't opened and a rather large man stood there staring at them in shock.
Spike glared at the man, and took Xan’s hand. "Come in here luv." He led Xander to a door down the hall, it was an office. He place Xan's pants over a heater. "You done anything like this before luv?"
Xander shook his head. "Just because I haven't done it, doesn't mean I don't want to."
Spike placed his hand on Xander's cheek. "That's not what I meant luv. I just... Shit Xan, I don't want your first time to be here, like this. You need romance, bit of privacy, a bed would be good, and don't forget the lube luv. If I do this for you, I want to do it right."
Xander pulled back from Spike and grabbed his pants. "Let's get out of here then." He stepped into his pants quickly and leaned in for another kiss. "Now."
"Thought you was hungry pet? Tell ya what, we'll get it to go yeah? reheat it later." He smiled at Xander, his blue eyes twinkling. He soon had Harry passing him two huge bags of food and drink. Money changed hands, then Spike linked his fingers with Xander’s. "Where would you like to go luv?"
Xander had to stop and think on that one. They obviously couldn't go to his house. He didn't want this to happen anywhere near his parents. He looked up at Spike, his eyes showing his sadness. "I don't have anywhere for us to go."
Spike pulled the boy close. "I do luv, come home with me pet. Just need to stop on the way." He kissed Xander, showing him a bit more of what was to come.
Xander responded, and groaned when Spike pulled away. But then their hands were linked again and Spike was leading him out into the night. The Christmas lights were glowing throughout town. Xander was caught up in the wonder of it. He'd wanted this so badly for so long, but never imagined that it would happen with Spike. Now though, he couldn't imagine anything else. Xander found himself smiling goofily as he trod along beside Spike. This was really going to happen. He was really here. Wasn't he? Or was this all some dream that he was having and he was really asleep in the library, drooling into some book that he would have to clean up and hide before Giles found out. Xander realized that if it was a dream, he hoped he didn't wake up.
As quickly as he could Spike bought his blood from Willy's bar, he could afford human with his wages this week. Next stop was the little drugstore, just about to close. He sweet talked the girl about to lock up into getting him two of the biggest tubes of lube they had. She melted and ran off, returning with a brown bag clutched to her chest. She passed it to Spike but refused the cash he held out. "Merry Christmas." She said as she shut the door. Laughing Spike led Xander back to his crypt. He put the food on the table lit a candle and held up the trap door for Xander. Come down here luv, it's warmer." Bloody should be, he'd left the heaters on.
Xander followed Spike, getting a bit nervous as he realized that he was about to do this for real. But Spike was being so great about everything and god he was so good looking and why hadn't he ever noticed before how great the vampire looked in jeans. The crypt was toasty warm and Xander noticed the space heaters. He should warn Spike that is was dangerous to leave them on. Then he saw the bed. And he lost all train of thought.
Spike lit a few candles and placed a tube of lube on the bed. He shrugged off his duster. He was reluctant to remove more. "You still want me luv? We can stop any time ya like. Don't even have to do anything."
Xander realized that Spike was just as nervous as he was and somehow that made it easier. He put on his brave hat again and marched right over to the vampire. "I want to, Spike. Please. Don't make me wait any more."
Spike sighed. "Well in that case get ya laughing over with first" He toed off his boots, pulled off his shirt, and slid down his jeans. "My work clothes pet." He explained.
Xander couldn't help it. He snorted. Spike was wearing...an elf costume. Under his clothes. Green tights and the little elf shirt thing. It was the funniest thing he'd seen in a while. Then Xander realized that the tights weren't hiding much and he stopped laughing. There was nothing funny about that. Xander responded by pulling his own shirt off and unfastening his pants. He kept his eyes locked onto Spike's as he let his pants slide down his legs and kicked them to the side.
Spike never took his eyes off Xander's, he moaned softly as the boy stripped for him, he longed to touch, to taste. Spike pulled off the elf shirt, as he stretched his hard cock popped out the top of the tights.
Xander felt his knees go weak at the first sight of Spike's cock. He stepped backwards to the bed and lay down across it. He reached into his own boxers and stroked himself. He was already so hard.
Spike shimmied out of the tights, and stood at the end of the bed watching Xan stroke himself. "Let me see luv, show me what ya hiding in there." He crawled up the bed and knelt by Xan's side.
Xander lost the ability to think when he saw Spike fully naked for the first time. What was it about Spike that did that to him? His hand stilled on his cock and he stared, taking in that incredible body, with his long, hard cock standing out from his body. Then Xander giggled. Spike hadn't lied. It wasn't spotted.
Spike pouted. "That's real nice that is, first look at me jewels and ya giggle." Spike covered his cock with his own hand hiding it from view.
Xander leaned forward, pulling Spike's hand away. "Sorry. Just remembered you saying that it wasn't a spotted dick. You're really gonna have to explain that one to me someday. But not now. Later. Then he gave Spike's arm a little tug and pulled the vampire closer to him.
"That's ok then luv, I forgive ya. Now lose the knickers, I wanna see yours now." He moved closer, and kissed the tip of Xander's nose.
Xander lifted his hips and slid his boxers down. He waited to see Spike's reaction. He wasn't sure, had never had another guy see him before. It was kind of scary, wondering if he was good enough, wondering if his body in any way measured up to the beauty that was Spike's.
"Ya gorgeous pet, sodding beautiful." Spike let his fingers lightly caress Xander’s thigh, then his belly, he drew a line around, but not touching Xander's cock. "Gonna taste ya pet, just like this." He never took his eyes off Xander as he straddled the boys legs, and lowered his head. He licked a trail from balls to tip, his tongue swirling in the slit, lapping up the fluid. He sat back up, licking his lips. "Delicious luv."
Xander didn't know what to do, he only knew that he wanted more. He reached up to Spike, his hands caressing the pale chest and ghosting over Spike's nipples. He traced the tips of his fingers over the defined muscles in Spike's stomach, before letting them skip down and wrap around Spike's cock. He was right. It did feel like silk, like iron in a velvet glove. He looked up at Spike with wonder. This was amazing.
Spike's hips jerked, the heat of Xander's hand on him was so good. He returned the favour and wrapped his log cool fingers around Xander's very impressive cock. He jacked him slowly and firmly. "How far do ya wanna go luv, I can't hurt ya. The chip'll go off and end our fun."
Xander thought about what Spike was offering and decided that for some reason, he really trusted Spike with this, with him and his body. "I trust you Spike. Let's try it, okay? But only if you want to." He was worried that maybe Spike was either trying to let him down easy, or really afraid that he was going to be hurt. "It's okay if you've changed your mind."
Spike shook his head. "Want you so much pet, just don't want to hurt ya. We'll go slow ok?" Spike lay on top of Xander, pressing them together from groin to chest. He purred gently as he kissed Xan on the mouth, teasing him with his tongue.
Xander threw his arms around Spike, pulling them even tighter together. He opened his mouth to Spike's tongue and stroked his own against it, tangling them together until Xander pulled away, gasping for breath.
"Ya so hot luv, smell so yummy. I think I'm gonna taste you all over." Spike told the breathless Xan. He started at Xander's throat, licking and sucking gently, then down over his collar bone, and then slowly down to a nipple, sucking hard and licking and teasing with his tongue. Xander's cock was now pressed into Spike's belly, so he flexed his muscles to press against it harder.
Xander arched up into Spike, the sensations of the hard body pressed to him so incredible. And Spike's mouth, the things he could do with his tongue. It was unlike anything that Xander felt before. Xander grabbled Spike's head with his hands, running his fingers through the gel-stiffened hair as Spike worked his way down Xander's body.
Spike smiled as he moved over to the other nipple, he also lifted off Xan a bit so he could get a hand in-between them. His long fingers gently held Xander's balls, rolling them slightly as he sucked and licked the nipple in his mouth to a hard peak.
Xander squeezed his hands tighter in Spike's hair when he felt fingers on his balls while Spike's mouth worked his nipple. He wanted to touch, he wanted to taste but he couldn't move and couldn't think with Spike working his magic on him. All he could think to do was spread his legs wider to allow Spike more access.
Spike giggled as he fell off Xan when Xan spread his legs. He took the hint and worked his way slowly lower. He licked and kissed a trail to Xander's belly button, delved his tongue in and out, smiled as Xan's belly heaved up and down, then lower again. Starting at the tip, he licked and nibbled his way down Xan's cock. Moaning loudly as the taste of the boy filled his senses. Next each ball was slowly sucked into his cool mouth.
Xander shook his head form side to side, his body overwhelmed with sensations. Spike's mouth was unbelievable. It was making him feel things he'd never felt, making him want more and more. When he felt his balls in Spike's mouth, he moaned out his name. "Spiiiiiike." It was all he could think to say at the moment.
Spike hummed 'Silent night' while sucking on both of Xan's balls. The fingers on one hand moved lower, stroking over the perineum and over the tight hole.
Xander felt like screaming oh holy something when he felt Spike's fingers brush across his entrance. He settled for another moan. He was about ready to throw Spike over and impale himself. He needed Spike to do this, to show him, to be inside him.
Spike released Xan's balls with a soft 'pop' and reached over for the lube. "Just relax for me luv, if it's uncomfortable tell me before it hurts, or we'll be finished before we start." Spike was dreading the chip going off, he'd nibbled Xan a few times just to see if it would set it off, so far so good. Spike was generous with the lube, coating his fingers thickly. He circled his finger tip around Xan's quivering hole. "Fuck pet I want to be inside you so much, let me in luv."
Xander spread his legs as wide as he could and relaxed his body. He watched as Spike focused his attention on preparing him, his eyes locked on Xander's entrance and the work his fingers were preparing to do. Xander felt the tip breach him and he moaned. "More, Spike. More, please."
Xander spread his legs as wide as he could and relaxed his body. He watched as Spike focused his attention on preparing him, his eyes locked on Xander's entrance and the work his fingers were preparing to do. Xander felt the tip breach him and he moaned. "More, Spike. More, please."
"Shh luv, I'll take good care of ya." Spike's finger slipped inside, he moved it slowly, as his other hand stroked Xan's inner thigh. Much to his surprise Xander relaxed again and he soon had two fingers inside the tight heat, he crooked them slightly, finding the magic bundle of nerves.
Xander didn't know what it was that Spike did but suddenly it felt like fireworks were going off in his entire body. Forget Christmas, this the Fourth of July and Xander's body arched and jerked as it was stimulated. Xander started moving his hips, trying to get Spike to touch him there again, to make him feel that again.
Spike stroked that spot again, watching Xan move, the boy began fucking himself on Spike's fingers, so he sneaked another one in as Xan slid back down. "Oh luv, ya so sexy and beautiful like this."
Xander couldn't take it any more. He needed Spike, in him. Now! He reached up and grabbed Spike's arms and pulled. "Spike, I need you, now. Inside me. Please. NOW. Spike."
Spike moved fast, his cock was covered in lube and positioned at Xan's entrance in seconds. Spike held a hand on Xan's belly. "Lower yaself onto me luv, take ya time." He hoped by Xan doing the moving the chip would be fooled Spike wasn't hurting Xan.
Xander lifted his hips as Spike directed and felt Spike's cock against him, ready to come inside. Spike's hand on his stomach guided him back down and he felt his body stretch to let Spike inside. He went slowly, knowing that Spike was trying not to hurt him for both of their sakes, but it was amazing and not hurting at all. He was so slick and Spike had stretched him well. Finally, his body stretched and allowed Spike all the way in and Xander stilled, letting his body get used to being full.
Spike's eyes had closed in pleasure as Xander had finally slid all the way onto his cock. He opened them now, looking in wonder at Xan's face. He lifted Xan's legs up onto his shoulders and moved slowly. "So tight and hot pet, bloody amazing."
Xander was bent nearly in half as Spike leaned over him and pressed even deeper inside his body. Then he started moving and Xander saw stars again. Why the hell hadn't he done this sooner? And in that moment, he realized that this was the exact perfect time and perfect way for him. He wouldn't have guessed that the vampire slowly fucking him and making his body sing with pleasure would ever be anything to him. And now, they were surrounded by each other and Xander only wanted more. .
Spike kept whispering how beautiful and sexy Xander was as he moved slowly. Each long slow stroke rubbing over Xan's prostate. Spike was in no hurry now he was deep inside, he wanted Xander to feel everything. "Gonna make you cum so hard for me luv. Not even gonna touch ya cock, it won't need it believe me. Feels so good when ya cum like that. Think ya can cope with that my beautiful boy?"
The words were enough for Xander. He groaned out a "yes" as he felt his balls draw up tightly against his body and at Spike's next stroke, his release poured out of him. He clamped down hard on Spike's cock, wanting him to stay inside. He was still quivering with aftershocks when he arched his neck upwards and let his lips find Spike's.
Spike came long and hard as he kissed Xan, he wrapped his arms tightly around his lover as his body shook with pleasure. He couldn't get enough of the beautiful man in his bed, and he was hard again in less than a minute. It had been quite a while since he'd had a willing partner, and never one as warm and sweet smelling as Xander.
Xander returned Spike's embrace and clung to the body above his. Their kiss was long and hard and Xander wanted nothing more than to stay this way forever.
Spike rolled them over so he was still inside Xander. "Go to sleep luv, I've got ya now." He wrapped his arms around Xander and stroked his hair, loving the feeling of Xan covering him
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