Title: Dirty Talk

Author: Margie

Rating: NC-17 (for the naughty sex parts)

Pairing: X/S

Summary: Just felt like it. A long distance conversation between the boys.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Joss owns it all damn him!

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*ring, ring*

"Hello?"

"Hello, luv."

"Hey, Spike. How's it going with Angel?"

"How do you think it's going, Xan? 24 bloody 7 with Peaches."

"Oh, yeah. Sorry, but you know you're the only one we could send right now. I promise that when you get home I'll make it up to you."

"Why don't you make it up to me now, luv?"

"Now? How?"

"I'm horny."

"Yeah, but you're, like, a hundred miles away. I can't exactly reach through the phone line and grab your dick."

"Fuck, Xan. Just the thought of your warm hand around me 's making me hard, luv."

"And like I said, hundred miles away. What do you want me to do about?"

"Xan, you know sometimes your voice is all I need to get my rocks off. When you talk dirty to me, luv...my cocks already wet. Just waitin' for you, Xan."

"You want me to talk dirty to you now? Over the phone? You want to have phone sex?!"

"What's wrong with that, luv? People do it all the time. Fuck, a lot of blokes pay for it."

"I know...it's just weird."

"Please, luv?"

"Well...okay. Uhm...how do I start?"

"Just tell me what you want to do to me, Xan. What you'd do if you were here, touching me."

"Okay. Uhm...your cock's hard, huh? Well, you know how I love to wiggle my hand down the front of your pants and grab you while you're still wrapped tight in your jeans? That's what I'd do. I'd squeeze you and rub you until you were begging me to let you unzip yourself. Begging to be released."

"*moan*"

"Then...then I'd slowly slip you pants off, and while I was down there on my knees, I'd tease you by blowing on your dick ever so softly. You'd sway forward trying to get me to take you in my mouth, but I don't. Instead, I'd grip your hips to keep you from moving, then I'd start licking the inside of your thigh. Slowly, I'd lick up and down until you were shaking."

"Fuck, Xan. Please, take me in your mouth, luv."

"Nope. I'd warn you not to move, or I'd stop. Then I'd take one hand and grab the base of your cock. I'd move your hard-on out of the way so that I could get to your balls. Then I'd take them into my mouth, and suck."

"Ungh."

"I'd suck them one at a time, hard. Then I'd stuff them both in my mouth and do that thing with my tongue. You know? Where I kinda massage them both?"

"Oh, yeah, luv. I know."

"I'd work on that for a while. Maybe let my hands wander until they're on your ass. I'd let them knead you, massaging each cheek the way I'm massaging your balls in my mouth. Then when you're so caught up in what I'm doing with my mouth, I'd take one finger and start circling your opening."

"Xan! Push it in, luv. Need you inside me."

"I'd pull away from you for a bit. You'd moan and beg me to come back. I do, but not until I find the lube. I'd coat my finger then I'd go back to kneeling in front of you. This time before you can even ask, I'd take you into my mouth."

"Yes!"

"God, you taste good, Spike. Fuck."

"Please, luv. Need more."

"Okay, I'd start sliding you in and out, sucking as hard as I could. Every once in a while I'd stop to tickle your slit with the tip of my tongue. And while I'm busy tasting you, I'd let my slicked finger slide inside your hole."

"Yeah, luv. Hurry."

"Since you're begging, I pull out and add more lube. Then I push back in with two fingers. Your thrusting your hips back and forth trying to stuff as much of your cock in my mouth as you can, while still fucking your ass back onto my fingers."

"*grunt*"

"You're so hot, I can't stand it. I pull my fingers out, just so I can wrap them around my own hard dick and pull. You're still fucking my mouth, and I can't get enough. Finally, I push you away and let your cock pop out of my mouth, long enough to turn you around and push you to the floor. You're on your hands and knees, your ass wiggling at me, begging to be taken."

"Anything, Xan. Just fuck me, luv. Please."

"But, I don't."

"*groan*. No, please, Xan. No more teasing."

"Nope. Instead I swipe my tongue across one ass cheek. I love the taste of your cool skin. And the moan that escapes just makes me harder. I take my time, tasting all of you, letting my tongue rasp against the firm globes of your ass."

"Please, luv, what can I do? What can I do? Take me, fuck, Xan!"

"And because you're begging so prettily, I decide to indulge you, at least a little bit."

"What, Xan? What do you do?"

"I grab both cheeks and use my thumbs to push and separate them, exposing your quivering hole. Then slowly, ever so slowly, I swipe my tongue across it."

"Oh, God."

"Yeah, I like the taste so much, that I start to lap you up. You're thrusting back against me, pushing my tongue as far into your crack as you can. And because I need to have you completely, I let the tip of my tongue breach the tight ring of muscle. And then you're pushing back, groaning, and crying out."

"Yes! More, luv. Push it further!"

...

"Uhm, Spike?"

"Yeah, luv? Don't stop."

"Is this really turning you on?"

"Fuck, yeah."

"So, you're hard?"

"Been hard since you said hello, Xan."

"Are you touching yourself?"

"Yes."

"Where?"

"Everywhere, luv. Been pulling on my cock. Rubbing my nipples 'til they're sore. Been finger fucking myself, too. Pretending it was you inside me."

"Mmmm."

"You like that, Xanpet?"

"Mmmm, yeah."

"Like picturing me touching myself? Gettin' off on your voice?"

"Yeah."

"Are you hard, luv?"

"Yes."

"You strokin' yourself?"

"Y-e-e-s-s-s."

"Your cock nice and wet, ready for me?"

"Ahhh, Spike, yeah."

"Wanna fuck me, luv? Wanna stuff your big hard cock in my tight hole?"

"Oh, God. Wish you were here, Spike."

"Come on, luv. I know you want to. I'm all slicked up for you, waiting. I've reached behind and spread myself for you."

"Aww, fuck."

"Wanna feel you nudging into me. Wanna feel your heat pushing into me, burning me from the inside."

"Yes, Spike! God, you feel so good! You're so tight around me. I can't stop myself, I've got to take you hard, got to fuck you good."

"Yes, luv!"

"Do you feel me, Spike? Do you feel me touching that spot? Does it make you feel like howling?"

"Yes, Xan! Fuck, so good! Ahhh! Xan!!"

"Spike!"

...

...

"Did that make up for it, Spike?"

"More than, luv. More than."

"Good."

"See you in a few days, Xanpet."

"Okay, love you."

"I love you too, wanker."

"Spike!"

"Call me tomorrow, luv?"

"Oh, yeah, definitely."