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Spike strode into Willy’s Place wearily, collapsing into a leathery chair in front of the bar. His eyes wary, Willy approached him behind the counter.

“Double-shot of blood.” Spike ordered without greeting him.” And make it the good stuff. I don't want no freaking orangutan.” He spat testily, slapping a few dollars onto the counter.

Willy nodded nervously. “Got ya.” He put a tall glass in front of Spike and began pouring a thick red liquid into it.

Spike sighed dejectedly. “Been a pisser of a day, hasn't it? Those army blokes are on a tear. They ran me outta my place. And all over town.”

Nodding coolly, Willy moved on to serve another demon. Spike shrugged carelessly and raised the glass to his lips. But before he could take a sip, a large hand fell on his shoulder.

Spike turned in his seat tiredly. “Yeah, what's that?”

The last thing he saw before spinning into darkness was a large closed fist flying towards his face.

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“Hello?” Xander answered the phone.

He broke out into a smile. “Hey Will.” Cradling the phone in his arm, Xander adjusted to a more comfortable position on the couch. He laughed a little.

“Nope, no orgasms tonight. She’s at some vengeance demon… reunion thing, I don’t know.” He paused a while, then grinned.

“Yeah actually I’m kinda enjoying having some alone time with myself.”

“Nothing much, just relaxing.” Xander replied to Willow’s query. He chuckled lightly. “No thanks Will, I’m just gonna hang out here tonight. Haven’t relaxed by myself in ages.”

He nodded. “Ok Wills, enjoy yourself.” Smiling, he hung up the phone

Xander closed his eyes and lay across the couch, sighing contentedly. He had the whole night to himself.

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The door of Willy's Place swung open and Spike was ejected roughly, tumbling onto the alley in a broken, bloody mess.

A Mowpertyl demon walked out and stood over him. “What did you expect Spike?” It sneered haughtily. “A welcome party?”

Getting no reply, the demon hissed with disgust. “Word's out. You've been making war on the demon world.”

“War?” Spike breathed dazedly, blood spurting out of his nose.

The Mowpertyl was incensed. “With the Slayer! You kill other demons and the rest of us don't hold with that.”

It leaned down, whispering softly. “Still . . . if I see you around here again, *I'll* be inclined to break that code. Do you understand?”

Spike was unable to reply, his eyes wide with shock. The demon growled and ducked back into Willy’s, closing the door loudly.

Frozen in pain, Spike lay unmoving on his back. Raising trembling fingers to his face, he winced at the pain his feather light touches caused. Spike struggled to get up as he realized he needed to get patched up. Whose bloody house was the nearest?

Fuck.

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*BAMBAMBAMBAM*

Snorting, Xander awoke from his sleep. He rubbed his eyes frantically, struggling to register what was happening.

*BAMBAMBAMBAM*

Okay, someone’s at the door.

Wonder who it is, Xander thought drowsily as he got off the couch.

“Open up you fuckin’ ponce, I know you’re in there!”

“Oh no.” Xander groaned. He approached the living room door resignedly. This was supposed to be HIS night, his and his alone. He didn’t want to share it, especially not with a neutered vampire who despised him to his very core. Xander swung the door open with a sigh. “Look Deadboy, go awa-” He took one look at Spike and nearly did a double take.

“Spike?” Xander breathed disbelievingly. Teetering in front of him was possibly the sickest vampire he’d ever seen. He could barely make out Spike’s features, his face was so covered in blood. Large purple bruises were emerging near his eyes, and one eye was already swollen shut. Spike was breathing heavily, something vampires seldom did. He was also sweating profusely, something vampires never did. Before Xander could ask any further questions, Spike collapsed into his arms.

Xander immediately pulled the vampire into the house, shutting the door with a bang.

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Spike roared. “That hurts!”

“If you’d hold still it wouldn’t hurt as much!” Xander shot back, still applying antiseptic on Spike’s face. Sighing frustratedly, he threw the used cotton swab into the bin, reaching for another one. Tipping a bottle, he poured some cleaning alcohol onto it, pressing the cotton wool against Spike’s face gently.

“Your face is fine now. How the hell did you end up like this anyway?” Xander demanded.

To Xander’s surprise, Spike immediately lashed out at him. “It’s because of you, you buggerin’ arsewipe! The whole Scooby Gang has fucked me up for good!”

Xander exhaled impatiently. I see. “Look we warned you about those hit and run gangsters-”

“This wasn’t done to me by a bloody human, you fucking son of a bitch! It was a freakin’ demon that banged me up!” Spike exploded.

Pause.

“What?”

Spike looked down in self-disgust. “Bloody sod accused me of making war in the demon world, what with helping the slayer and all.” He spit out the word “slayer” as if it were poison.

He inhaled a shuddering breath, his lip trembling slightly. “So that’s it then, isn’t it? Spike’s hit the deep end this time. I’m a demon on the wrong side of the fence, and now everybody knows about the pansy assed traitor who can’t bite a mortal to save his own skin. I’m nothing to no one now.” Spike’s eyes misted over.

Xander shivered slightly. William The Bloody, reduced to tears? Spike, whose favorite hobby was to go around crowing that he was the BIG BAD, now denounces himself to nothing?

To no one?

Xander’s fingers grazed over Spike’s face. “Nothing?” He whispered.

Spike pulled his face away. “To no one.”

“To no one.” Xander repeated softly, gently turning Spike’s head to face him.

“You are...” something to me...Xander let his voice trail off and Spike looked into his eyes searchingly. “I am...?” Spike questioned quietly, only to be cut off with a soft kiss.

Spike pulled away immediately, their lips parting with a smacking sound. But Xander wasn’t tolerating any hesitancies tonight. Moving closer, he pressed his lips firmly onto Spike’s, his tongue snaking out to massage the cool wetness in Spike’s mouth. Spike moaned softly and began kissing him back, their tongues now pushing and sliding against each other gently, neither battling for dominance. Breathing heavily, Xander tenderly removed Spike’s clothing, never breaking the kiss.

Sighing, Xander licked a path down Spike’s neck, traveling down his shoulder, and finally to his chest. He sucked Spike’s right nipple to hardness, his tongue swirling around the tip erotically. Feeling Spike gasp in pleasure, he bit into his nipple, causing Spike to arch towards his face.

“Xan…” Spike breathed dizzily “Don’t…stop…”. Xander removed his mouth from Spike’s right nipple and proceeded to work on the left one, bathing it in his warm mouth before licking it repeatedly, causing Spike to thrust against him desperately. “Fuck….” Spike closed his eyes in ecstasy as Xander rolled his right nipple between his fingers, kneading and pinching the hard flesh.

Xander lay Spike on the bed, so that Spike was on his back. Wrenching his mouth away from Spike’s nipple, Xander kissed a trail down his stomach while massaging his thighs slowly. Spike’s cock jerked violently, begging to be touched. “Xander…” Spike whispered weakly. “Suck me…oh god suck me…Xan…” With a groan, Xander closed his lips over Spike’s weeping cock, sucking it hard. Spike yelled and thrust into Xander’s mouth viciously, desperate for the need to cum. Xander lifted Spike’s hips off the bed as he sucked his cock almost hard enough to cause pain, making Spike howl as he tugged at his own nipples brutally. Xander used his hands to caress Spike’ balls, rolling them in between his fingers and squeezing them gently, causing him to go mindless with pleasure. Just as Spike was about to come, Xander tore his mouth away from his cock, bringing himself up to whisper in Spike’s ear.

“I want you Spike.” Xander breathed raggedly. Spike sucked at Xander’s bottom lip frantically, adjusting himself so that their cocks were pressed together. “I want you too…fuck me Xan I want you to come in me…” He gasped as he humped Xander’s cock repeatedly, eliciting a loud groan from the boy. Xander reached across the bed into the cupboard, searching for some lube. His fingers trembled as Spike continued to thrust against him, their cocks rubbing against each creating the most delicious friction. Spreading the lube between his fingers, Xander inserted his index finger into Spike, pushing and prodding through the tight ring of muscle. Spike hissed, rocking against Xander’s finger, thrusting his head back when Xander inserted another finger into him. Xander’s cock twitched as his fingers brushed against Spike’s prostate gland, and he caressed the small gland slowly, stroking himself as he heard Spike’s yell of approval.

After two minutes of preparation, Xander raised himself above Spike’s body, slowly easing his cock into him. Xander closed his eyes in pure ecstasy as his cock was enveloped in Spike’s velvety channel. He brought his body back down against Spike’s, kissing him passionately. Spike kissed him back with equal fervor, thrusting madly against Xander. His cock was pressed hard against Xander’s stomach, creating sparks of pleasure every time Xander pulled in and out of him. They were now fucking wildly, their hips banging against each other brutally, taking it hard and fast. Spike’s eyes rolled back in his head as Xander’s cock hit his prostrate, the tension in his body was so strong he thought that he would break. “Yes…fuck me Xan oh God fuck me!!!” Spike’s blatant begging made Xander go crazy, and he fucked Spike viciously, rubbing his stomach against Spike’s cock.

Spike came with a loud yell, his cock spurting come all over Xander’s stomach and his own chest. Some even landed on Spike’s lips, and his tongue snaked out to taste his own essence. Xander lost control at the sight of Spike tasting his own come, and he came with a final hard thrust against Spike’s body, collapsing on top of the vampire weakly. The two males pressed their bodies together as they trembled violently from the force of their orgasm.

Xander gathered the vampire into his arms, pulling the covers over their bodies as they lay as one. The warmth from the blanket had already caused Spike to doze off, and Xander wasn’t that far behind. He pressed a kiss to Spike’s cheek softly.

“You are...” Xander whispered finally.

Spike smiled in his sleep.

“I know.”

The End