Chapter 24

Xander and Spike laughed halfway to their suite. At roughly the halfway point, Xander got distracted by the vampire’s beautiful mouth and pinned him against the inside of the elevator to kiss him. They stumbled out of the elevator car on the fifth floor, and Spike pushed Xander down the hall toward their room. Once inside, they fell to the floor of the parlor in a frenzy of lips and teeth and tongues and hands and fingers, stripping off their clothes and trying to touch each other everywhere at once. Xander gasped as one of Spike’s hands wrapped around his erection and the other snaked down over his hip and between the firm globes of his ass to tease against his entrance. He tangled a hand in the vampire’s hair and brought their mouths together in a fiery kiss, and swept his other hand across his lover’s hard chest to rub and pinch first one and then the other pebbled nipple. “Fuck, Will,” he gasped. “I’ve never been so hard in my life.” Spike laughed into his lover’s mouth. “Vampire blood,” he panted. “Works for me,” Xander said.

In a sudden move, the vampire flipped them over, taking the top position. He pressed Xander into the floor and kissed him, sweeping his tongue around the inside of his mouth relentlessly. As soon as he felt the dark man beneath him surrender completely to the kiss, Spike launched himself off of his lover’s body and tried to run to the bedroom, laughing maniacally.

Xander flipped over and reached out to snag a foot, dragging Spike back down to the floor and underneath him. The human crawled over the vampire’s body where it rested facedown on the floor. He closed his teeth on the back of Spike’s neck and pressed his hard cock against the cleft of his ass. Xander could feel the effects of the small amount of Spike’s blood he had drunk. He could feel his pulse in every part of his body; it thumped in his temples, his tongue, the tips of his fingers and through the long vein that ran up the underside of his cock. His sense of smell was heightened; he could pick out Spike’s scent and his own, the scents of coffee and blood and cookies, as well as the unique, musky, heady smell of sex.

He used his feet to spread Spike’s legs under him, and grasped the vampire’s wrists in his hands to pin him to the floor, spread-eagled. Xander’s sweat slicked their bodies, and he used it to allow him to slide his erection up and down against Spike’s ass, gliding over his puckered opening and pressing against his sharp tailbone in long strokes. The vampire shifted his hips, angling for more contact and to increase the painful friction of the suite’s carpet against his own sensitive cock.

Suddenly, the hard weight pinning Spike to the floor was gone, and he whimpered at the loss. His whimper turned into a surprised yelp as one of Xander’s hands came down hard on his ass with a resounding smack. He turned his head to see his lover kneeling beside him, grinning. Spike raised an eyebrow and wiggled his ass. Xander brought his hand down on the other cheek harder than before, and was rewarded with another yelp and a growl. He sprang to his feet, snatched Spike off the floor by one arm and dragged him into the bedroom, where he threw him bodily onto the bed. Spike landed on his back and looked up expectantly at the human.

Xander stalked the last couple of paces over to the bed with a wicked smile playing about his lips. He threw one leg over Spike and straddled him, allowing their hard cocks to rub together. Xander gathered both of the vampire’s wrists in one hand and pulled them over his head to the ornate iron headboard. “Grab on and don’t let go,” he instructed, eyes glittering darkly. Spike obediently threaded his fingers around the iron bars and tilted his face up for a kiss. Xander obliged, leaning in to kiss the vampire’s cool mouth possessively. As he leaned back, he swept the tube of lubricant off the nightstand and opened it.

Xander poured lubricant into his hand and then reached back. Spike watched the dark eyes close, knowing that his lover was preparing himself. He whimpered. Xander’s eyes opened lazily, and he said, “What’s the matter, baby?” Spike licked his suddenly dry lips and said, “I want to see, Xan. I want to watch you make yourself ready for me.” A shudder ran through Xander’s body, and he flushed a little. He tossed the tube onto the bed, and then moved so that he was straddling Spike’s body with his back facing the vampire. He turned his head over his shoulder and twisted his body slightly so that he could see his lover’s face.

Spike drew in an unnecessary breath as Xander’s slick fingers trailed down the vampire’s chest and came to rest against his own opening. The fingers circled for a moment, and then one slipped inside. Spike watched the muscles in Xander’s back and ass flex as internal muscles clenched and loosened around the finger. He pumped the finger in and out. “Another,” Spike hissed, and Xander complied, moaning as he stretched himself. Spike’s eyes never left the gorgeous sight before him, two fingers thrusting in and out of his lover’s body, preparing him for the vampire’s cock. “Three,” Spike said, and again Xander complied, this time gasping aloud at the exquisite pleasure and pain as his body stretched to allow the intrusion. He rose up on his knees slightly, and then thrust himself down on his fingers, twisting them in, deeper and deeper with each stroke.

Xander’s eyes never left Spike’s face. He was stunned at the desire, lust and passion he saw there. His mild embarrassment at what he was doing was swept away when he saw how his actions were affecting the vampire. In Spike’s open, longing, wanting face he could also see joy and exultation, and suddenly he understood. He understood that Spike and he had another thing in common – they both needed to be wanted. They needed to be wanted, desired for *themselves* and for no other reason. He realized that his actions were saying to Spike in no uncertain terms that he, Xander Harris, wanted the vampire – wanted him fully and completely - not as a means to an end, but as that end itself.

Xander pulled his hand away from himself and reversed his position. He leaned down and kissed Spike, sweeping his tongue around the vampire’s mouth and groaning deeply as Spike’s tongue thrust up into his. He found the tube of lubricant again, and poured more into his hand and spread it liberally over the vampire’s already-dripping erection. Xander pulled back from the kiss and lifted himself onto his knees. Blue and brown eyes met and held as the human guided his lover’s cock to his body and swiftly impaled himself on it in one long stroke. Without waiting for his body to adjust, Xander started sliding up and down on top of Spike, setting a brutal pace. The line between pleasure and pain blurred as he rode his lover. On each stroke he felt as if he would be torn in half, and then felt empty as Spike’s cock pulled almost all the way out, only to fill him again to bursting point on the next stroke.

Spike’s eyes stayed on Xander’s, but he couldn’t stop the flood of moans, groans and half-words that came from his mouth. He knew he wasn’t making any sense, but he didn’t care. The pace of their coupling made it impossible for him to think, much less speak coherently. He felt his orgasm building, and thrust up, nearly unseating Xander, who merely tightened his grip on the vampire’s thighs and met the thrusts with his own. “Gonna …come, Xan,” Spike gasped, and then he did, shooting again and again into Xander’s body as he howled and sobbed his release. Xander rode out the storm, finally coming to rest against his lover’s chest when Spike relaxed under him. They lay quietly for a moment, and then Xander began crawling up Spike’s body, allowing the vampire’s softening cock to slip out of his body with a wet sound.

Xander crawled up to the top of the bed and placed the crown of his still-hard cock at Spike’s lips. He wrapped his hands around Spike’s, which were still threaded around the iron bars of the headboard. He looked down into sparkling blue eyes and said, “Suck me, baby.” The vampire’s mouth opened, and he began licking and sucking just the head of Xander’s dripping erection. Xander felt one of Spike’s hands slip out from under his and reach between his legs. He groaned as three fingers slammed into his stretched, slick hole, just as Spike sucked him down to the root. Xander grabbed the headboard harder and began thrusting his body back and forth, first into the vampire’s mouth and then back against the fingers inside him. He knew he couldn’t last, and when Spike’s fingers found and pressed his prostate, he poured his orgasm into Spike’s tight throat.

Spike continued to lick and suck at him until Xander’s cock was completely soft, and then let it fall from his lips. The human fell onto the bed with a sigh, and sighed again as Spike draped himself over his warm chest, and kissed him deeply. Xander stroked his hands down the cool back, and then hugged the vampire tightly to his chest. “Will …you make me feel – God, I don’t have the words.” Xander ran his hand over Spike’s soft waves and buried his face against his lover’s neck. Spike laughed softly. “It’s OK, pet – I think I made up some new ones a while ago; we can use those.” He felt the human grin against his neck. “I don’t think I can spell those words,” Xander snorted, “too many vowels.”