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“TWISTER???” Spike yelled hotly. “What the fuck is Twister? You never warned me about any bloody Twister!!”

Xander scowled at the obnoxious vampire, more than a little irritated with his stubborn attitude.

“Look Fangless, I didn’t know we were gonna be playing Twister-” He began.

“You bloody tricked me!”

“I did not! How was I supposed to know those dizzy dames would change their minds at the last minute?” Xander protested.

This was getting really old. And the party had barely even begun yet. They’d arrived at Willow’s house half and hour late, but they’d graciously apologized, and the girls had graciously forgiven them. The thing was since the party had been delayed for a half hour, Willow had decided to get into it immediately after they’d arrived, and her first announcement was that everyone was going to play Twister. Spike had reacted by yanking Xander by the scruff of his neck and practically throwing him into Willow’s room where he had spent the past five minutes tolerating Spike’s neurotic insecurities about Twister, of all things. The neutered vampire really was a peach, Xander decided amusedly. Wait till I tell Angel.

“You will NOT tell my poof of a sire a goddamn thing!!” Spike yelped.

Xander’s eyes twinkled mischievously, unfazed by the fact that Spike had just read his mind. He’d been faced with his amazing telepathic abilities before. For someone who claimed that he had no intention of making windows into people’s souls, Spike could be fairly intuitive when it came to matters that concerned his ego.

Xander sighed long-sufferingly. He tried to pacify the flustered vampire. “Well at least you don’t have to play Suck and Blow anymore.” He said comfortingly.

Spike grumbled something to himself, which sounded vaguely like, “Sod it all…wanted to…”

“What was that?”

“Nothing.”

“No no no…don’t tell me nothing…you’re disappointed!!” Xander accused, fighting the urge to laugh.

“Piffle.” Spike avoided Xander’s eyes.

“Look at you you’re fucking depressed!” Xander laughed, a delighted warmth in his chest that he couldn’t quite interpret. Then Spike helplessly grinned back at him, and Xander felt his whole body tingle from head to toe. Spike had a smile that could make someone feel like the center of his world, like he was someone special. It was a breathtaking smile. What the hell?

But then again, Xander thought, staring at the blonde vampire. He is gorgeous.

“Why thank you, Whelp.” Spike’s eyes widened innocently.

Xander jumped back in shock. Godlordfuckingshithellshitfuckinglordgod!!! Did he say that out loud? Oh he was so screwed….

Spike put a hand on his forehead dramatically. “Xander! I had no idea you cared…”

“Ohlookwe’vebeeninherefortenminuteslet’sgo.” Xander blathered, reaching for the doorknob.

“I mean I was just thinking the same thing about you…” Spike cooed, pretending to swoon.

“I wasn’t thinking nothing about no one Deadboy.” Xander stated, his face flaming with embarrassment. He held open the door. “You coming?”

Spike snickered to himself as he followed Xander out of the room. He’d heard the whelp’s words loud and clear, thanks to preternatural vampire hearing. But he didn’t take them too seriously, since he’d been the object of desire for both men and women in the past. He did tend to charm people of both sexes, regardless of morals or religion. Donutboy had simply been overwhelmed by his magnificence. It wasn’t his fault he was so dazzling.

But Twister, Spike grinned evilly. That had potential.

Bring it on.

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“Get your own red dot!”

“This IS my red dot!”

“Liar!”

“Cheater!”

“Who are you calling cheater??”

The whole room was getting giggly again. By now everyone was impossibly entangled, legs flung over arms flung over shoulders. “Buffy where are you?” Willow called. “I’m under Tara!” came the muffled reply, causing everyone to fall about in laughter. Xander was currently negotiating with Tara whether there was an easier way for them to keep their balance while keeping their hands on their respective dots, but when they tried to snake around each other they ended up banging their heads together, causing Tara to fall down. It was no use. They were all hopelessly intertwined.

“Tara, you’re out!” Anya announced. Tara got up with a resigned grin and went to sit next to Anya on the couch.

“Ok, Xander’s turn.” Anya declared. She spun the arrow on the wheel she was holding, and watched as it coasted to a stop on a blue dot and a red dot. “Xander, right leg blue dot. Left hand red dot.”

Xander chuckled softly. This was the most fun he’d had in ages. Ok, where was closest to him? Right leg blue dot, left hand red dot…

Oh God.

Xander’s grin disappeared from his face. Damn, damn, damn! The only way he’d be able to manage this acrobatic feat without breaking his bones was to go around Spike! He took in a deep breath and began to move slowly towards him.

“Damnit Xander will you hurry up I’m dying here!” Buffy moaned. “There’s only so much a slayer can take!”

Xander laughed nervously and advanced on Spike, who was smirking at him in the most infuriating way. “Fuck you.” Xander mouthed. Spike simply batted his eyelashes. Xander reached a point where he was directly above Spike, and he groaned with dread. The vampire was going to turn this into something lewd, he knew it.

“Ello, Xanpet. Nice of you to visit.” Spike sang cheerfully. Xander stared daggers at him. And then he froze himself to the spot, unable to move.

“Hurry up Xander!!” Buffy screeched.

But just for a moment.

Xander sighed with defeat and slowly flung one leg over Spike’s, aiming for the bloody blue dot that had landed him in this state. He ignored the vampire’s snicker. Xander threw an arm over Spike’s chest to reach the red dot. Now Xander had his arms on either side of Spike, effectively imprisoning him. Xander’s cock was right on Spike’s thigh, and vice versa. They were practically straddling each other.

The girls giggled mindlessly.

Xander wanted to die.

Anya’s cheeks were flushed.“Uh…ok…”She stammered. “Buffy’s turn.”

The rest of the game was a blur to Xander as he met Spike’s eyes and the vampire’s lips curled up in an evil grin. “Spike,” Xander hissed cautiously. “What the hell are you planning now?”

Spike thrust against his thigh lightly, eliciting a gasp from Xander.

The girls looked at him curiously.

“I’m ok.” Xander hastily reassured them. “Nearly lost my footing there.”

As they shrugged and continued with the game, Xander glared at Spike warningly. “What do you think you’re doing, you moron!”

Spike whispered in his ear. “I’m doing what comes naturally, Xanpet.” He licked tantalizingly along Xander’s earlobe. “Fucking.” Hearing Spike whisper that word aroused Xander beyond utterance, and his cock immediately sprung to attention. Feeling Xander’s growing cock, Spike growled within his throat, pushing his hips up against Xander’s. Xander bit back a groan as his cock was pressed forcefully onto Spike’s thigh.

Xander looked up at his friends, bleary eyed. Through a haze, he saw them laughing at Buffy’s clumsy movements. Good. She had them in hysterics, and they were definitely going to take a long time to get things moving again.

Spike leaned closer to him. “Don't move too much, luv. They’ll see.” Xander nodded slightly, his breathing ragged. He began to push against Spike’s thigh with slow, calculated movements, careful not to make a sound. Spike closed his eyes briefly, reveling in the sensations. The boy felt so good against him. So huge… and so hard, so unbelievably hard…

“Fuck…” Spike moaned softly. Damn it what was Xander doing to him! He thrust up against Xander strongly, rubbing his cock into Xander’s denim clad thigh. A scream of pleasure dissolved in his throat at the thought of getting off in front of everybody. That made it all the sweeter, knowing everyone was there, that they could get caught any moment. Spike’s cock throbbed with desire every time it brushed against Xander, and he knew it wouldn’t be much longer before he came. Spike began to thrust faster and harder against Xander, causing the boy to inhale sharply. The urge to cum overpowered his senses, and he twisted against Spike’s thigh urgently, bucking wildly at the intense waves of pleasure that pulsed through his cock. No one in the room had noticed them yet, they were too busy crowding around Buffy, yelling their encouragement. Xander looked down at Spike, and their gazes locked as they grinded against each other. The lust in Spike’s eyes sent Xander over the edge, his body spasming violently with his orgasm, coming harder than he’d ever came before. His ragged breathing turned into breathless gasps, and he fought to keep his body from trembling with excitement. Spike felt Xander shoot his load against his leg, and the heat coming from Xander’s cock made Spike lose it completely, his back arching as he came with a final thrust against Xander.

“Spike?” Anya’s voice broke into his non-existent thoughts.

“W-what?” Spike gasped out.

“It’s your turn and…why are you shaking like that?” Anya’s eyes narrowed.

Spike tried unsuccessfully to still his trembling body, which was still recovering from the intense orgasm he’d just had. “Well my muscles are tired!” He finally complained. Xander hid a grin.

“Ok,” Anya said uncertainly. “Let’s get on with the game then.”

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Spirits were high as the six friends strolled the dark streets of Sunnydale, heading home for some well-earned rest. Unsurprisingly, Xander and Spike had won the game, thanks to the incentive that they had. By the time the entire game was over, they had both been red in the face and gasping for breath, but not for the same reasons as everyone else.

“So Spike,” Anya quipped. “Did you enjoy Twister?”

“Hell yes, Demon girl.” Spike growled. “Best bloody game in the world.”

Anya giggled at the thought of a vampire enjoying the game of Twister. “So we’ll be doing it again I suppose?” She chirped.

Spike and Xander locked gazes with each other. They spoke at the same time.

“You bet we’ll be doing it again.”

End