TITLE: Only The Crumbliest Flakiest Xander
AUTHOR: Nishia
DISCLAIMER: The boys don’t belong to me (boo hoo). They belong to Joss and Mutant enemy
RATING: NC17
PAIRING: S/X
SPOILERS: None
SUMMARY: PWP Spike, Xander and a chocolate flake, nuff said
DISTRIBUTION: Take it, it’s yours
FEEDBACK: Love it
AUTHORS NOTES: I made up the ‘Erotica U.S.A.’ channel. If there is such a channel amongst the many in The States, I apologise to all the appropriate people for using the name. Please don’t sue me. This is dedicated to my beta, Jesi, who said the only thing that could make my smut better was chocolate. Thanks Jesi

With an experimental jerk of his wrists and a quick flex of his biceps, Spike concluded that yes, he could, very easily, break free from the ropes with which he was bound, if he wanted to, he just didn’t want to, yet. Why? The answer to that was simple, he was enjoying the show. The stars of said show being one Xander Harris and a chocolate flake bar.

It had begun innocently enough. An attack of the midnight munchies had roused Xander from a restless sleep.

Upon his arrival in the basement, the whelp had graced him with the use of the remote control at night, since he wouldn’t be sleeping, and he didn’t want the vampire to get bored because boredom equalled restlessness and restlessness equalled escape attempts which led to vampires escaping and turning their reluctant landlords into dinner.

On this particular evening, after a few minutes of channel surfing, Spike had settled on the ‘Erotica U.S.A.’ channel which was showing a surprisingly hardcore movie about a dainty blonde P.I. and her brunette, muscle-bound assistant. So engrossed had he been in his late night viewing and his resulting hard on, that he’d barely registered the grunting and shuffling coming from behind him as Xander padded barefoot across the room to where the refrigerator was.

He dimly remembered the tiny light flickering on and off again, but at the time all his attentions had been squarely focused on the couple on the screen, busy trying to decide which one of the two he’d rather shag up the arse. Having decided that he preferred the bloke (the girl was too skinny and a bit loose too by the look, besides, he‘d always had a thing for dark men), he’d begun to wonder if he could slip his hand out of the rope and have a quick wank once the whelp went back to bed and he’d looked up, just to see where he was, only to be greeted by the sight of Xander, clad only in a pair of cotton boxers, his smooth, tanned skin covered in a thin sheen of perspiration, leaning back against the fridge, head tipped back in apparent ecstasy, exposing the column of his throat, and flicking his tongue out for a first, tentative taste of the chocolate.

For a few seconds he’d watched in silence as Xander licked up and down the length of the crumbly chocolate, removing any loose crumbs before they were lost. //I bet the whelp gives a great blowjob// he’d thought absently, as he’d turned back to the T.V.

Seconds later, he’d heard Xander groan with pleasure and he’d found himself unable to resist another look. When he’d seen the boys soft, full lips close around the tip of the phallic looking confection, his cock had jerked violently and suddenly the porno he’d been watching had been forgotten.

The vampire’s jeans had grown painfully tight when the whelp had sucked the chocolate fully into his hot mouth, and he’d had to stifle his own groans so as not to alert the young man to his audience. Watching Xanders cheeks hollow slightly as he slipped the chocolate in and out had almost been Spikes undoing. He’d felt his balls tighten as his climax neared and he’d had to close his eyes to the stimulus to prevent himself from coming in his pants. It was then he’d decided that he was going to ‘have’ Xander Harris, and he was going to ‘have’ him tonight. If Xander didn’t want to be ‘had’, well, it wouldn’t take Spike long to change his mind.

Shifting very slightly in his seat to get a better view and to relieve some of the pressure in his groin, Spike settled back to watch the entertainment, and that’s where he was now, tied to a chair, in Xander Harris’s basement, listening to the whelps sighs and moans, watching the whelp’s face contort in pleasure while he deep throated a chocolate flake bar, wishing like crazy that it was his cock in Xanders mouth instead, and debating what his next move should be.

That decision was all but made for him, when the boy took his first proper bite. As his teeth sank into the chocolate, his lips plumped up, just a little, around it and a small flake caught in the corner of his mouth. At the same time, a few crumbs dropped down, landing on a nude, very muscular chest that the blond vampire found he couldn’t keep his eyes off of.

Almost immediately the chocolate began to melt against the heat of the humans skin and the thought of licking the chocolate off of Xanders gorgeous, naked body was suddenly too much for Spike. With one short, sharp tug he snapped the ropes that had been holding him prisoner, letting them pool around his feet like a bunch of horny, Sinichan dung-worms, and flew from his seat, straddling the hips of a wide eyed and extremely edible looking Xander and effectively pinning him to the floor beneath him.

Chocolate still in hand, Xander opened his mouth to protest but was silenced by a pair of cool lips pressing insistently against his own and a hard tongue demanding entry into his chocolate filled mouth, entry he seemed powerless to deny. Now it was Spike who groaned. As his tongue slipped between the younger mans lips, he felt him melt into the embrace, giving himself completely over to the sensations being awakened within him. Frantically, they ground their hips against each other, their hands roaming wildly over cool cotton and hot skin.

The kiss was intense, Spikes tongue explored every square centimetre of the hot wet mouth he had just claimed, licking, tasting, devouring, drawing back only when the humans need to breath became evident.

For what seemed like an eternity, the two men stared at one another, blue eyes heavy with desire boring into deep brown until finally, with the customary Harris humour, Xander piped up…..

“If you wanted a bite of chocolate, you only had to ask.” and he lifted the chocolate to Spikes lips, daring him to take a bite. The vampire accepted the offer with a grin, opening his mouth wide while Xander pushed the flake past his lips and into his mouth. Keeping his mouth open so that Xander could see what he was doing, he swirled his tongue around the tip once, twice, three times, gently nibbling the edge of the chocolate before biting into it, tiny flakes falling from his lips and onto the heaving chest below.

Xander stared up at him through half lidded eyes, his arousal obvious to the vampire, even without the heady scent. Spike couldn’t believe how badly he wanted the dark haired human, or how quickly he had made him succumb, not that he was complaining.

The sweet was soon devoured, each man taking a small bite, then offering it back to the other until it was gone. The wrapper was then discarded along with Spikes t-shirt and the vampire pulled the human to him, crushing the remaining chocolate crumbs between their chests, his tongue teasing the chocolate from the corner of Xanders mouth, then kissing him fiercely until he was gasping for breath once more.

“I’m still hungry.” Xander pouted when he was able to speak again. Flipping them over so that he was on his back and Xander was straddling him, Spike quickly unbuttoned his jeans, pushing them down over his hips, freeing his throbbing erection from it’s denim prison.

“I’ve got something else you can suck on.” he leered. Xander leant down for another, lighter kiss, teasing the vampire, before turning his attentions to the vampires jaw and throat then moving further down.

Spike gasped, sucking in an unneeded breath as Xander began to lave a trail across his chocolate covered chest, occasionally nipping and sucking at his sensitive flesh. He bypassed the vampires nipples with his mouth, but not with his hands, rolling first one, then the other between his thumb and forefinger, pinching them hard, making the vampire arch upwards into the not too gentle caress.

When he finally arrived at Spikes straining cock, he flicked his tongue over the weeping head, delighting in the salt-sweet taste of pre-cum, then he closed his lips around the glistening head sucking it into his willing mouth. His tongue never stopped working as he consumed as much of the hard shaft as he could. Alternating between fierce suction and barely there whispers, he quickly had the vampire writhing and bucking beneath him, but each time Spike reached the edge, Xander would stop, holding him there until the moment passed before resuming his assault.

“Shit! Xan, don’t stop. Don’t…I need…Please…Xander I’m dying here.” The absurdity of that statement escaped him, he was so far gone. Nothing existed for him now but the scorching, wet heat and skilful mouth that surrounded his cock. This was torture, it was sheer cruelty. He ached for release and Xanders denial was driving him mad but Oh Sweet Jesus, how he was loving it. His balls were tighter than they’d ever been, he was sure they were trying to crawl up inside his body and if he didn’t cum soon he might never see them again.

Finally, Xander took pity on the desperate vampire. Relaxing his throat, he swallowed Spikes cock right down to the root, and hummed softly, the sound reverberating through the vampires body, making him shake uncontrollably. He came, with a loud roar.

“Yeah! That’s it. Oh Jesus Xander I’m…..Aaahhhhh!” Xander didn’t release the vampire until he was sure he had swallowed every drop of his cum, then he licked the shaft clean and moved back up the prone body for a deep kiss.

His own needs temporarily sated, Spike took his time to explore the hot, wet mouth on his, his cool tongue stroking languidly at every available surface. He loved that he could taste himself on his lovers lips, and wanted his lover to experience the same eroticism. Slowly, making sure he never broke the kiss, he rolled Xander on to his back. Reaching down, he slipped his hand inside the cotton boxers, closing his fingers around the heated shaft and he started to pump. Xanders hips bucked furiously as he fucked Spikes fist and after only a few strokes he came with a cry, which Spike swallowed, shooting jets of warm, sticky semen onto his stomach and chest.

When the tremors stilled, and only the harsh breathing remained, Spike set to the task of cleaning his lovers body. Lapping gently at the humans flushed skin, he dipped his tongue into the younger mans navel, hungrily feasting himself on the mix of, chocolate, semen and sweat that had collected there. Satisfied, he returned to Xanders mouth, sharing with him, the taste of his own passion.

“Gonna fuck you now Pet.” Spike whispered between grunts and whimpers. “Gonna fuck you ‘ard.”

“Yes.” Xander replied, the first stirrings of a second erection pulsing through his spent cock, and he rolled over, onto his stomach, pushing himself up onto all fours.

Spike crawled round behind him, whistling his approval at the sight, and reached between the slightly parted thighs to give the heavy balls and semi-hard cock a firm squeeze. The hot flesh twitched and hardened in his hand and Xander parted his thighs a little more. The blond continued the caress with one hand, tracing a delicate path up and down the crease of the brunettes ass with the other. Each time a cool finger passed over the tight ring of muscle, Xander moaned and pushed back, but Spike steadfastly ignored his lovers silent pleas, wanting to hear him beg.

After a few minutes, the vampire removed his hand from between Xanders legs, raised it high, and bought it down with a hard slap on one perfectly round cheek leaving a vivid red handprint, then soothing the abused flesh with a tender, wet kiss.

Xander shuffled forward on his knees raising his butt just a little higher.

“Again.” He gasped, and Spike obliged, making a mental note to explore the spanking thing in more detail at a later date. Right now all he wanted to do was shove his tongue up that fabulous, tight arse and give Xander a rimming he’d never forget.

He began by smoothing his hands over the still pink, fleshy globes, using his thumbs to pull them apart, revealing the tiny, puckered hole to his avid gaze. Without hesitation, he leant forward, his tongue tracing the same path his finger had done just minutes ago.

“You taste so good.” He murmured against the humans aroused flesh, enjoying the tremor that ran through the younger mans body as he spoke. “So fuckin’ hot.”

The long, firm strokes along the crease of his ass gave way to a light fluttering motion concentrated at his eager opening and Xander felt his muscles start to loosen. So apparently did Spike because the fluttering stopped and suddenly he was being probed by a stiff, greedy tongue.

“Spike. Oh God. Yes.” If possible, the tongue pressed harder, probing a little deeper. The brunette hissed. “More.” and Spike picked up the pace, furiously fucking the humans ass with his tongue. It was a skill he had perfected on Angelus over a century ago, it being the only way his grandsire would allow himself to be penetrated, and if he did say so himself, he was dammed good at it. Of course, Xanders barely coherent babbling, and rasping breaths were telling him the same thing.

Carefully extricating his tongue from the narrow passage, he asked, in a husky voice…..

“You like that Pet?”

“Mmmmm. Yes. Christ Spike, I loved it. I…It was…I’ve never felt anything like that before. Where did you learn to do that?”

Judging by the whelp’s reaction, Spike was pretty certain he’d hit the prostate each time, and although Xander was obviously no stranger to gay sex, which was good (breaking in a virgin could be fun but an experienced lover was much more exciting) he was also pretty sure that no one had ever done that for him before.

“Sorry. Trade secret.” He said, grinning. //I might teach you sometime though// “But if you loved that, then this is gonna blow your fucking brains out.” With that, he slipped a slender finger into his lovers saliva lubricated ass and made straight for that newly discovered erogenous zone deep within. Almost immediately he felt the humans anal muscles twitch and just seconds later, Xander announced his second climax with a loud scream. Spattering the threadbare carpet beneath him with his seed.

The vampire removed his finger, ignoring the whimper of protest that came from his lover and snaked one strong arm around his waist, holding the panting, boneless human up, on all fours, lest he should collapse. With his other hand, he gathered up a large dollop of the now cooling liquid and applied it to his own achingly hard erection.

“You ready for me now Xan?” He breathed, letting his cock rest between those perfect ass cheeks. Xander nodded and wriggled against him “Tell me you want it. Beg for me.”

“I want it. I want it so bad. Please Spike, it hurts. I need it. Fuck me. Fuck me hard and deep and long, and do it now. Please.”

The vampire didn’t need a second invitation. Positioning the tip of his cock at the opening to Xanders body, he slowly pushed forward. Once the head was inside he paused, giving his lover time to adjust to the fullness, but Xander was having none of that. He thrust his ass back, impaling himself on the vampires mighty cock and began grinding himself against him.

Taking the hint, Spike took over, pounding into the humans willing body hard and fast just as he had asked. Gods! He was so tight, the friction was unbelievable, and the heat…It had been a long time since he’d fucked something warm, he’d forgotten what it felt like. His cock was on fire, the flames licking at his balls, threatening to ignite.

“So good Pet. So tight, so hot.”

“Harder Spike. Fuck me harder. Make me cum.” He couldn’t deny the young human anything anymore. Dirty talk had always turned him on and Xander was so good at it. Reaching round, he took hold of the humans renewed hard on and started to pump it in time with his thrusts. The duel stimulation was more than Xander could stand, head thrown back and crying out in ecstasy he exploded, murmuring Spikes name over and over. With a feral growl and one final, powerful thrust, Spike joined Xander in release, the humans spasming anal muscles milking the vampires cock of every last drop of sperm, and the two men collapsed in a tangle of boneless limbs onto the floor.

Not yet ready to lose the intimacy they shared, Spike rolled onto his side, pulling Xander with him, nuzzling the soft skin in the back of his neck. Xander reached behind his head and caressed the vampires cheek with the very tips of his fingers.

“Spike?”

“Yes Pet?”

“That was…You were…”

“WE were bloody amazing.” He planted a feather light kiss on the young mans shoulder, letting his fingers play up and down the muscular flesh of his forearm. “Thank you, for letting’ me share that wiv ya. It‘s been a long time. I'd forgotten how hot you humans get.” Xander smiled softly, Spike couldn’t see it, but he felt it.

“My pleasure.” Suddenly serious. “So what happens now, with us I mean?”

“Not sure. I’ve never hung about long enough to find out. Not wiv mortals anyway.”

“Oh.” For the death of him he couldn’t understand why the dejected tone in Xanders voice bothered him so much, but it did.

“I don’t want it to be like that wiv you though.” He didn’t want to let Xander go, not now, not ever. Something inside him had changed, he didn’t know what or why, only that it had, he’d think about what that meant later. “I want us to do it again, and again, and again. I’m a hundred and thirty years old Pet, you wouldn’t believe the things I’ve learnt about givin’ pleasure in that time. I wanna teach you all of ‘em.”

“Like that thing you did with your tongue?”

“That’s one of ‘em, yeah. So whaddya say? You wanna do it again?” For a few seconds Xander remained silent then he turned to face his lover. Spike protested the loss of contact until he felt soft, full lips pushing against his. The kiss lasted for several minutes, their arousal growing stronger with each moment that passed and soon they were both hard again. With his lips still firmly attached to Spikes, Xander straddled his hips, grinding his cock against the older mans. They were no longer desperate, but still, it wasn’t long before, panting and sighing and shuddering, they came together, once more, Xander slumping, exhausted onto his chest. “I’ll take that as a yes then.” He said, unable to believe that he still possessed the power of speech and that it hadn’t just shot out the end of his dick along with all his other higher brain functions.

“Hhmmm. Definitely a yes.” came the yawned reply.

As sleep finally claimed the two lovers, a single thought flittered through the vampires mind.

//Whoever would’ve thought that the whelps chocolate addiction would lead to this?//