"Come on Boy! You can do better than that! Get back into position." Spike's voice echoed off the walls of the training room.
Xander groaned, picked himself up off
the mat and took a defensive position. It had been two weeks since his injury
and after a week of bed rest and three doses of Vampire blood, Xander had been deemed healed enough to start a training regimen.
It seemed that Spike was determined to see that Xander could fight well enough to hold his own on patrols. Currently, Spike
was teaching Xander how to throw an opponent. Mostly the lesson consisted of
Xander getting thrown around the room.
Xander braced himself and nodded to Spike. The blonde rushed Xander, reaching for him, and Xander grabbed Spike's wrist, using
the Vampire's forward momentum to toss the Vampire over his shoulder. Unfortunately Xander didn't let go in time and fell
after Spike, they landed on the mat together, limbs hopelessly tangled.
Blue eyes blinked up at him, "Your executions
better, but we still have to work on the follow through."
Xander grinned sheepishly at the blonde
before letting his head fall down and rest on Spike's chest. Cool fingers came
up to stroke through his sweat-dampened locks. "Tired pet?" Xander groaned softly. Spike chuckled, "I'll take that as
"I thought the bond was supposed to make
me stronger and stuff. I don't feel any stronger."
Spike sighed. "I know pet. But you are getting stronger. I can feel it when we spar. Also you're healed already." Spike extracted one of Xander's arms from the tangle of limbs and held it in front
of Xander's nose. "See?" Spike trailed
a finger down the new, pink skin that was all that was left of the burns. Xander
shivered at the touch and pressed himself closer to the cool body beneath him. Spike
gasped softly and Xander raised his head to see Spike's eyes, wide and wondering, staring up at him. Slowly, so as not to spook the Vampire, Xander lowered his head until his lips brushed against Spike's. Spike barely hesitated before parting his lips and deepening the kiss. Xander eagerly followed suit, parting his lips and allowing his tongue to enter Spike's cool mouth. This was only the third time they had kissed, the second being the third blood exchange,
which had played out exactly like the second: a make-out session followed by cold showers. Since then they would cuddle on
the couch while watching TV, but otherwise Spike hadn't been risking physical contact, including having returned to sleeping
in his own bed now that Xander was healed. The most physical contact they got was during their sparing sessions.
Xander sucked softly on Spike's tongue,
shivering as Spike's hands ghosted up his back to cup his face.
Spike was slowly becoming more relaxed
as they kissed, taking some initiative to move his hands over Xander's body. Spike's
hands ran through Xander's hair and down his back as they kissed, before suddenly grabbing Xander and flipping them so Spike
was on top. Xander gasped into the kiss, and Spike took the opportunity to sweep
his tongue through the boy's mouth. He levered himself up on his forearms and
looked down at the wide, dilated eyes of the boy beneath him. As he moved up,
their lower bodies came into contact, causing their erections to brush against each other.
Spike hissed at the contact, surprised as pleasure raced through him, his body aching for more.
Just at that moment, the bells over the
shop door jingled. Spike pulled away from the dazed looking boy and smiled ruefully. "That's a very effective technique for distracting your opponent Xan, however I don't
think it's one I want you using in a fight." Spike stood and reached a hand down
to the boy. "Come on, pet. The gang's
here, we should clean up a bit before the meeting."
Xander nodded and returned Spike's smile
before heading off to the bathroom to clean up. Spike began tidying up the equipment
and mats theyd been using, lost in his own thoughts. Well, fuck. This proves it then. We kissed without the influence of the
bite and I liked it just as much. So it's not just the blood exchange turning
me on. I really do want the boy. He chuckled to himself. Well, between the chip and working for the white hats, it's finally happened. I've turned into a great bloody poof.
Xander wandered out of the bathroom,
buttoning up his shirt. His hair was wet and the damp, curling ends fell into
his eyes as he focused on the buttons. Spike felt his chest tighten at the sight. Mine. He quickly walked over to
the boy and brushed the hair out of his eyes. One hand captured Xander's chin
and lifted until Spike could look him in the eyes. Spike brushed his lips over
Xander's, then batted the boy's hands away and finished buttoning up the shirt. "You
go on and say hi to the girls, 'kay pet? I'll just wash up and be on out in a
Xander's happy grin sent shivers up and
down Spike's spine. The boy happily bounced out into the main room and Spike
headed into the shower to take care of his aching erection.
Spike eventually wandered out of the
back room, freshly showered and dressed, and flopped down on the couch next to Xander.
Xander didn't look up from the conversation with Willow he was involved in, but he automatically moved his leg so their
thighs were pressed together. "So, what's on the violence menu for tonight?" Spike asked the gathered Scoobies.
Buffy looked up from the magazine she
was reading, "Rumor has it there's a new Vampire in town, possibly a Master. He
thinks he's one anyway, there's been a rash of new fledges. Giles thinks he's
trying to take over the hell mouth."
Spike snorted, "Well of course. They all try to take over the hell mouth, it's in the bloody rule book or something."
Giles threw down his book in disgust. "I cannot identify this supposed Master from the vague description you have given
me Buffy. You will have to patrol and try to get an actual look at him."
Buffy rolled her eyes and tossed down
the magazine, "Fine, I'll go patrol. Anyone else up for it?"
Willow and Xander declined, preferring
to stay at the Magic Box and research, but Spike agreed to go with Buffy and see if they could find this new Master Vampire. Before leaving Spike leaned over and whispered in Xander's ear. "Don't you go walking home alone, eh pet? I expect to find
you nice and safe when I get there."
Xander rolled his eyes, "Yes mother." Willow giggled and Spike mock scowled at the two before following Buffy out of the
Xander was curled up on the couch, watching
a late night movie when Spike stumbled into the house, covered in neon blue slime and grinning widely. Xander raised an eyebrow at the bouncy Vampire, something he had been practicing in secret. "Did we have fun tonight?"
"It was bloody brilliant pet! We never ran into the git we were looking for, but I offed a couple of his childer! Then he sent some of his pet demons after us. If you think
I look goopy, you should see the Slayer, covered in blue slime head to toe!"
Xander grinned at the image. Spike headed to the bathroom.
Half an hour later a damp Spike flopped
down on the couch, dressed only in a pair of sweat pants. Xander was immediately hard
as the half naked Vampire reminded him of earlier that day in the training room. Slowly,
Xander leaned over until he was leaning against Spike's chest. Spike's arms immediately
came up to encircle him. Sighing softly, Xander relaxed against the Vampire before
tilting his head up. Capturing Spike's eyes, the brunette leaned the extra inch
forward and captured the Vampire's lips with his own.
Spike deepened the kiss without hesitation,
his body hyper aware and aching after the fight and his and Xander's kisses earlier in the evening. Their tongues twined together, and Xander's hand drifted up to lightly caress the side of Spike's face
before beginning to gently trace down Spike's neck and over his chest, moving lower.
Spike broke off the kiss with a gasp. "Pet..."
Huge chocolate eyes looked up at him. "Spike, do you trust me?"
Spike stared into the boys eyes, losing
himself. "Of course luv."
A bright grin broke across Xander's face. "I really wanna do something for you. All
you have to do is remember to say stop if it gets too much for you, okay?"
Dumbly, Spike nodded.
Xander dropped a quick kiss to the Vampire's
lips before pushing Spike back into more of a reclining position. Moving slowly,
Xander brought his hands down to Spike's waist. Holding Spike's gaze, Xander
pulled the sweatpants down and off, exposing Spike's semi-erect cock. Xander's
breath caught in his throat. "Gods Spike, you're beautiful."
Continuing to move slowly, giving Spike
every opportunity to stop, Xander lay down between Spike's spread legs, at eye level, and mouth level, with Spike's cock. Tentatively, Xander licked up the length. Spike
gasped, and Xander did it again. He continued to lick up Spike's length, until
the pale cock was full and weeping. Xander looked up to see Spike's head was
thrown back, his eyes were wide and unseeing, and he trembled all over.
"Is this all right, Spike?"
"Y...yes." Spike managed to gasp out.
Smiling, Xander blew across the leaking
tip, causing Spike to moan. Eyeing the huge piece of flesh in front of him, Xander
felt only one thing, an empty ache. He needed Spike inside of him, any way he
could get him. "Gods Spike, you don't know how long I've wanted to do this." Leaning down, Xander took Spike into his mouth.
Spike cried out as wet heat enveloped
him. "Oh, gods, Xander!"
Xander grew impossibly hard as Spike
cried out his name. He began to thrust against the couch as he suckled on Spike's cock, tongue playing with the foreskin,
gradually moving his mouth lower and lower until he could feel the head pressing against the back of his throat. The brunette
swallowed around the hard flesh in his mouth until it became too hard to breathe, then he backed off and suckled on the head
while he caught his breath.
Spike was moaning and writhing beneath
him, hands in a death grip on the couch cushions.
"Spike, do you want me to stop?" Xander
already knew what the answer would be, but with Spike's skittishness, he figured it was a good idea to check in anyway.
Xander laughed and recaptured Spike's
cock, trying to memorize the taste of the Vampire. Deep and earthy, salty, clean,
Xander catalogued the flavors as he worked his mouth up and down the length. Spike
whimpered and thrust up into Xander's throat. Xander relaxed his throat muscles
and let Spike thrust, worrying that if he held the Vampire down, it would bring up memories neither of them wanted at the
moment. Spike was panting and making soft whimpering sounds in the back of his
throat as he thrust up into the wet heat of Xander's mouth. Xander groaned at
the erotic picture the Vampire displayed and ground down into the couch a little faster, seeking friction for his own aching
erection. As Xander's throat vibrated with the boy's groaning, Spike's thrusts
became ragged and Xander drew back a little, wanting to taste the offering Spike was about to give up. Xander sucked hard and Spike came with a howl, arching up off the couch, voice echoing around the apartment. Xander groaned deeply as he drank down Spike's cum, barely noticing as his own orgasm
shook him. Panting, the two men collapsed back onto the couch, Xander releasing
Spike's softened flesh and nestling his head in the crook of Spike's hip.
Xander closed his eyes and relaxed, relishing
the scents of Spike and sex. Eventually Spikes cool hand found its way down to
stroke through his hair. "Mmm, pet, that was...amazing. Thank you."
Xander lifted his head and grinned at
the sated blonde. "Yeah, it was. Thank
you, Spike. Thank you for trusting me that much."
Spike looked embarrassed and averted
his eyes. Unable to contain his silly grin, Xander dropped a gentle kiss onto
Spike's softened flesh and then sat up and helped Spike get dressed again. Then
they curled up on the couch together and let the late night movie lull them into a light doze.
Spike woke up late the next afternoon,
feeling very satisfied. He stretched and flopped back down into bed, not yet
ready to face Xander. Last night had been wonderful, the good fight, the amazing
blowjob, and then the cuddling afterwards. The last had been perhaps the best
part. Spike loved simply curling up with the boy, loved the simply pleasure of
just touching and being touched. It felt safe, a feeling Spike had not gotten
from a lover, or anyone for that matter, in far too long. Even though he was
attracted to Xander, Spike was reluctant to move their relationship further and risk losing this precious feeling of safety.
Spike stretched again and frowned when
he noticed that his pillow felt funny. Rolling over and lifting it up he found
a book underneath. Not just any book, Xander's book, the book, "The Joy
of Gay Sex." Spike sat up and gingerly picked up the book turning it over in
his hands. When had the boy snuck in here and left it? They spent most of the night curled up around each other on the couch, and Xander had been asleep when
Spike had carried the boy to bed then retreated to his own waiting bed and much needed sleep.
Spike decided that Xander must have snuck in here earlier this morning and left it.
Shrugging to himself, Spike sat up against the headboard and opened the book.
Well, it's one way to tell if I'm going to be able to handle a full relationship with the boy or not. Settling himself, Spike began to read.
Xander was sitting at the table, sipping
coffee and reading the newspaper when Spike wandered out of his bedroom. The
blonde was wearing black sweat pants and an older black tee shirt and reading as he walked.
Xander greeted the Vampire and turned back to his paper.
"Xan, what's frottage?"
Xander spit his coffee out all over the
Spike sat down at the table and handed
the flustered brunette a napkin. "I said, what is frottage?"
Xander blushed bright red. "Um, its um, rubbing."
Spike frowned, "Yeah, that's what your
book says, but I'm not sure I get it."
"Uh, ummm...what's not to get?"
Spike shrugged, "Well, it just doesn't
seem that interesting. What makes it better than just jacking yourself off?"
Oh gods, I'm dead aren't I? Spike the 'I won't ever have sex with men' Vampire let me give him a blowjob and now
is asking me about sex positions. I must have gotten killed on my way home from
the Magic Box last night and now I'm in some weird hell dimension.
Spike tilted his head to the side and
eyed the wide-eyed boy staring blankly at him. "Pet? Are you okay?"
Xander seemed to shake off whatever weird
mood had hit him. "Sorry. Um, actually
it's very different and very good. Plus it's handy because you don't have to
be naked to do it and you can do it almost anywhere."
Spike looked surprised and thoughtful.
Xander was getting really weirded out,
so he decided to change the subject. "Um, Spike?
Tomorrow's Monday, do you think I'm strong enough to go back to work? It's
just, I've been out for like two weeks and my boss is starting to get impatient..."
Spike frowned. "Well, you're healed enough. Do you feel rested enough to
start work again?"
Xander nodded. "Yeah, I feel fine. As much as I've enjoyed the break, I'm
actually ready to go back."
"Well, I guess theres no reason for you
to stay home then. I'd like to do one more exchange before you go back though,
can't hurt to have the bond a little stronger, what with the new baddy in town and all.
Let me get something to eat and we'll mark you again."
Xander nodded and returned to reading
the paper, trying to ignore the instant hard-on he got at the very thought of Spike biting him again.
An hour later found them in Xander's
bedroom, taking up their now familiar positions on the bed. Once settled, Spike
dropped a light kiss onto the mark and bit. The brunette hissed softly as Spike's
fangs sank into his flesh. The sound of his blood rushing through his veins was
thunderous and each pulse of blood leaving his body seemed to harden his cock a little more.
By the time Spike's wrist was at his mouth, Xander was whimpering and grinding back against the cool body behind him.
Xander drank hungrily, getting every
drop of Spike's blood he could. Finally the wrist was wrenched away from his
mouth and Spike's voice, hoarse and thick, whispered in his ear. "Xan? D'you think you could show me that frottage thing?"
Xander almost sobbed in relief. Turning in Spike's arms, Xander captured the Vampire's cool lips in a passionate kiss. Spike kissed back and started to scoot down the bed and onto his back. Xander wasn't going to let the blonde run any risk of negative reactions though, so he quickly flipped
them, pulling Spike fully on top of him. Spike looked down at Xander in surprise. "But...I don't..."
Xander shifted and spread his legs so
Spike settled in between them. Then he thrust up against the Vampire's cool body. Spike gasped in surprise as their cocks rubbed together, hard flesh cushioned by the
soft layers of sweatpants. The hesitant Vampire quickly caught on and set
up his own rhythm. He lowered his head and recaptured Xander's lips in a deep
couldn't believe the sensations running through his body. How could something
so simple feel so good? Xander's hands were digging tightly into his lower back
and the boy was hungrily sucking on his tongue. Spike groaned and thrust harder
against the warm body beneath him. Realizing he hadn't yet dropped his game face,
Spike sucked Xander's tongue into his mouth and slit it open on a fang, quickly following suit with his own tongue. Their mixed blood filled his mouth and Xander moaned brokenly, plundering Spike's mouth for his share of
the coppery mixture. Spike's thrust grew faster and more ragged as the blood
pushed him closer to the edge. He grasped Xander's shoulders and held the brunette
impossibly close, struggling to get as much friction as possible. Xander responded
by tightening his hands on Spike's back and hooking a leg over the Vampire's thigh.
The two thrust raggedly against each other, their pants and moans filling the quiet apartment.
"Oh, yes, Spike!" Xander came first, arching and shuddering underneath the cool body blanketing him.
Spike watched in awe as passion swept
Xander's features, and knowing that he had been the cause pushed the Vampire over the edge.
Spike buried his head in Xander's shoulder as his orgasm wracked him.
Xander's hands were threading their way
through Spike's hair when Spike finally raised his head to look Xander in the eye. Xander
smiled sheepishly, "Hi."
"Hi yourself. Are you okay pet?"
More than. You?"
"Yeah, that was, wow." Spike leaned down and brushed a gentle kiss over his boy's warm lips.
"We need showers. Do you want first or second?"
Xander shrugged, "You go, I'm just gonna
lay here and bask."
Grinning, Spike slipped off the bed and
headed for the bathroom. "Hey, Spike?"
Spike paused in the doorway. "Yeah pet?"
"So tell me. Is frottage better than jacking off?"
"Much better pet, much better."