Specs
by Guess

Author: Guess
Email: spikesbaby@coolquiz.com
Title: Specs
Spoilers: Um, none that I know of. But kinda early season 4.
Warnings: Umm, just slash and naked Spike and Xander
Rating: NC-17
Feedback: I’ll give ya a shiny penny! Be harsh, my first real slash. If you don’t, I’ll never learn.
Disclaimer: Not mine. I’m just using these hot men for my own sick fics.
Summary: I think Spike looks cute in his glasses. Apparently, so does Xander.
Notes: Mucho thanks to my wonderful betas: Pauline and Ophelia! Thanks so much, guys!

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“No.”

“Come on, hon! Just this once?”

“No way!” Spike glared at Xander. “I look stupid in them. Like a nancy-boy.”

“But you look cute as a nancy-boy,” Xander protested.

Spike continued glaring at him. “I am NOT wearing my glasses while we shag, Xander.”

Xander sighed. “Spike, you got to pick last Night. We fucked on the kitchen table for Godsakes! Now, it’s my turn to pick, and I want to fuck you with your glasses on.”

Spike pouted, his lower lip sticking out fully. “But they’ll probably fall off, and we’ll break ‘em. Besides, I can see without them. I just need them for reading.”

The dark haired man went over to his lover, and held him close. “Please?” he asked. “For me?” Then he turned on his secret weapon: the Xander’s-puppy-dog-eyes-with-pout-complete-with-trembling-lip. Spike could never resist.

Spike sighed in exasperation. “Oh, fine! I’ll wear the glasses while we shag! Happy?”

“Not until we shag.”

“Ok.” Spike kissed Xander, gentle and lovingly. When he pulled away, he looked up at the taller man with his big blue eyes. “Make love to me, Xan?”

Xander was about to kiss Spike again, when he stopped, and said, “Specs.”

Spike scowled at him. “Wanker,” he muttered as he dug for his glasses case in his duster pocket. He finally found them, and put them on.

[He really does look cute in his glasses], Xander thought. He dove in for another kiss. Spike inched his hands up Xander’s shirt, massaging his back. Both Xander and Spike moaned into each other’s mouth. Xander could feel Spike’s hard-on against his thigh, while his own pressed against his jeans painfully.

Without breaking their mouths apart, Xander slid Spike’s duster from his shoulders, and started to unfasten Spike’s black jeans.

Spike gently broke the kiss to pull off his and Xander’s T-shirts. His hands reached Xander’s crotch, and touched it tenderly. Xander moaned. Ok, fuck slow and sweet undressing. He wanted Spike, naked and hard, and he wanted him that way now.

He ripped the blond’s pants down, then his own. “Bed. Now,” he growled.

Spike gulped in arousal, and grinned at him. He lay down on the bed. He lay out fully, with his legs spread. Xander growled in excitement. He pounced upon the smaller man, and ravaged his mouth.

Spike’s hands groped Xander’s ass, while Xander continued to devour him. He suddenly tore his mouth away from the Vampire’s, and moved his lips down the pale body.

“Xander, Oh holy fuck, Xander,” Spike whispered. Spike wasn’t particularly vocal when they made love; he usually just made soft moans and gasps. But sometimes those moans got very loud, and Xander made him scream.

Xander’s mouth attached itself to a rosy nipple, and Spike quietly moaned as Xander suckled it into a tiny peak. He then did the same to the other.

The younger man then moved down, and his talented mouth kissed the swell of skin beneath Spike’s navel.

“Xa-Xan,” Spike whimpered. He thrust his hips up, signaling that he wanted a blowjob. Just to exasperate him, Xander deliberately kept his mouth away from Spike’s long, pale erect cock. When he got to the bottom, he sucked on Spike’s toes.

“Xander, please,” Spike groaned.

Xander shot a look up at him. [Snerk. Big Bad my ass.] Spike’s blond head was thrown back, his eyes were closed, and he was writhing under Xander’s ministrations. Xander grinned. Spike tried so hard to be bad, but when he was all alone with Xander, he let his sensitive side show. The side that would cry over the movie Titanic; the side that would write poetry; the side that would give Xander tiny, shy smiles . . . Xander could definitely see the William that Spike once was. [I bet he was so cute then. I love seeing him all William-ish.]

Xander smiled again, and moved back up his lover. “Do you want me inside you, baby?” he asked.

Spike’s eyes flew open, and he nodded frantically, the glasses threatening to fall off.

“Ok.” Xander gave Spike a soft little kiss, and reached for the tube of strawberry-scented lube on the bedside table. He liberally coated his thick cock with the substance. He then stuck a lubed finger into Spike’s hidden hole. Spike moaned, and writhed even more under Xander. Xander put in another finger, while massaging the area with his free hands.

Out of all his 12 lovers (8 of them from his summer at Oxnard), Spike had the tightest hole known to mankind. Spike said it was because he first had sex with a man after he had been turned, and Vampires don’t change like that, so that’s why he was so tight. Xander believed that even if Spike had had a million males fuck him as William, he would be as tight. Of course he never said that to Spike.

“Xan, please be in me,” Spike pleaded.

“Are you ready?”

“Yes! Yes! Yes!”

“Ok.” Xander pulled Spike’s legs up onto his shoulders, so he could see the blond’s face. He carefully positioned himself, and thrust inside.

Spike’s eyes went huge as they always did when Xander entered him, but tonight they looked even bigger. [Must be the glasses,] Xander thought. Then all coherent thought left Xander’s mind as Spike’s inner muscles spasmed around him.

“Luv, please touch me,” Spike begged.

Xander happily complied. He started stroking the blond’s cock, somewhat gentle, yet at the same time, rough.

It didn’t take long for Spike to reach orgasm. “XANDER!!!” he screamed, his cum spurting across his and Xander’s stomachs.

The look on Spike’s face as he came pushed Xander over the edge. The innocence, the love, the desire . . . It was all there. He looked like he was losing his virginity.

After Xander came, crying Spike’s name, he lay on top of the smaller man for a minute, then rolled off. Spike quickly snuggled up to him.

Xander smiled and kissed Spike’s head. “See? Your specs weren’t broken.”

Spike playfully hit Xander on the chest. “Yeah, well, don’t expect it again.”

Xander chuckled. He knew damn well that Spike would do almost anything to make him happy.

“Love you,” he whispered to the almost sleeping Vampire.

“Love you, too,” Spike mumbled, cuddling up closer to the younger man.

Xander wrapped his arms around the sweet bleached blond that he had come to love, and followed him into Morpheus’s embrace.

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