Chapter 37

Spike walked over to the window and pulled the heavy drapes aside, allowing moonlight to spill into the room. Xander crossed the room to him and wrapped his arms around the vampire’s narrow waist, hooking his chin over one shoulder. Spike leaned back into the embrace and sighed. “I’m glad you’re coming back with us, Xan. I was afraid you wouldn’t want to.” Xander hugged him tighter and kissed the side of his neck. “I knew you were worried. Don’t be.” He turned Spike around in his arms and looked into his eyes. “I want to tell you something. You know earlier, when we had the conversation about me having you from ‘hello’?” Spike nodded. Xander smiled at him and resumed speaking. “I’m going to tell you when you had me, OK?” He laughed when Spike smiled and nodded eagerly.

“You had me from the moment you came out from behind your desk in your study and looked me in the eye and told me that your work could wait; that you wanted to be with me.” They shared a soft smile at the memory. “Will,” Xander said, “you have no idea how much that meant to me. After Shari and Lex died, nobody wanted to be with me. Well, OK,” he said, at Spike’s stormy expression, “maybe they wanted to, but nobody knew how to be with me. It was too uncomfortable; no one knew what to say or not to say.” Xander’s smile faltered at the memories of that terrible time. “But you, Will, you didn’t care about all that; you just wanted to be with me. And that’s the moment when my heart opened up just a little, and you started squeezing yourself in there.” Xander closed the distance between their lips with a gentle kiss. He pulled back enough so he could look into Spike’s eyes. “So, tonight,” he said, “I want to be with you. I want you in my arms and in my heart. Can I make love to you, Will? Will you have me?” Spike returned the serious look, and then his face softened into a beautiful smile. Just before their lips touched, he whispered a single word, “always.”

The kiss started off gently, and Spike followed his lover’s lead, understanding that this was an enormous step for Xander. Soon, the human couldn’t stop himself from deepening the kiss, twisting his hands into Spike’s hair and licking impatiently at his lips, begging entry. Spike gladly granted it, and dug his fingers into the bunched muscles of Xander’s shoulders. Standing by the window, silhouetted by moonlight, they kissed until Xander was gasping for breath. Separating their mouths reluctantly, Xander panted as he slipped Spike’s leather jacket down his arms and off, tossing it over the back of the sofa. The vampire reciprocated, stripping Xander’s black sportcoat from him. Shirts were next, and they each kicked off their own shoes and socks. Xander pulled Spike to him, and reveled in the feel of cool flesh against his own hot chest. His hands circled on Spike’s back and trailed up and down taut, muscular arms. The vampire shivered as hot fingers traced random patterns on the sensitive flesh of his sides.

Xander lifted one of Spike’s hands to his mouth and kissed the base of his thumb, then trailed soft kisses up to the pad. He kissed his way back down the thumb, and then repeated the process with the vampire’s index finger. Reaching the tip, he engulfed the digit in his mouth and sucked strongly. Spike gasped, and his eyes twinkled in the moonlight. Xander released the finger with a tiny nip. He placed his lips at Spike’s wrist and ran his tongue down the delicate veins, tracing them to the crook of the elbow. He closed his lips on the sensitive skin there and sucked again. The vampire’s arm straightened involuntarily, but Xander didn’t release his hold. He pulled back slightly, and then bit down. Spike’s body went rigid and a low growl started in his chest. Xander bit him again, then licked his way up to his lover’s shoulder.

Spike threw his head back and panted when the warm tip of Xander’s tongue began exploring his collarbone, sliding and teasing the hollow there, teeth grazing the arch of bone. Xander slid his lips across Spike’s chest, stopping to dip his tongue in the inviting indentation at the base of the vampire’s throat, then continuing on to the other collarbone and down the arm, giving it the same treatment as its twin. By the time Xander completed his journey at the base of Spike’s thumb, the vampire was trembling with need. He was so hard that Xander could see the tip of his erection peeking from the waistband of his pants, and the pants themselves bore a spreading stain of moisture. Xander placed Spike’s hand at his side and reached into his waistband with the tips of two fingers, sliding them across the crown of Spike’s cock and sweeping up a little of the fluid there. He licked his fingers and smiled at his lover.

Spike groaned at the sight of Xander, his pink tongue lightly touching the tips of his fingers, gazing at Spike, brown eyes glittering through his long, dark lashes. The human took a small step backward and reached between them to unbutton Spike’s trousers. He slowly lowered the zipper, then reached inside and curled his fingers around Spike’s cock. He simply held it, and then squeezed gently, marveling when the flesh surged against his hand. He pushed Spike’s trousers off his hips and the vampire stepped out of them and kicked them away.

Xander stepped back and looked at Spike, standing naked in the moonlight. “You’re beautiful,” he said, his voice husky. Spike smiled and said, “Take off your pants.” Xander laughed, and said, “Oooooh, romance,” but his fingers moved to the button of his trousers. He flicked it open, and then lowered the zipper. He let the pants fall to the floor and stepped out of them. Spike’s eyebrow rose when he realized Xander wasn’t wearing underwear, and the human smirked. Spike stepped forward, and Xander laid his hand flat on the cool chest before him to hold the vampire in place before their bodies touched. He leaned down and brushed his lips lightly against the shell of Spike’s ear. “I’m going to fuck you tonight, Will,” he said. Xander swallowed audibly, hardly believing that these words were coming out of his mouth. He pushed the embarrassment away and concentrated on the waves of arousal that were breaking over him. “I’m going to spread you open and push my way inside you. I’m going to fill you up with me, and then I’m going to slide in and out of your tight body so slowly. And, maybe then, if you ask nicely – or maybe if you beg nicely – I’m going to speed up, and I’m going to fuck you through the mattress and make you scream.”

Both men were shaking with arousal, and Xander was pleased to note that Spike was panting as hard as he was. He licked the vampire’s ear and smiled when Spike groaned. Xander traced the lobe with his tongue, then sucked it into his mouth and nipped it lightly with his teeth. He pulled his mouth away again. “But, before that, Will, I’m going to make you come.” Spike shook his head, and raised his lips to Xander’s ear. “No, luv, wanna come with you inside me,” he protested. Xander chuckled, “Oh, you will, baby, you will. But I want this to last a long time, and if I fuck you right now, it’ll be about thirty seconds, so I’m going to get you off, and you’re going to get me off, and then we’ll move this into the bedroom for the main event, OK?” Xander felt the vampire nod against his neck and heard him say, “OK.”

“Good,” Xander continued. “Now, a question. How do you want me to make you come? You can have anything you want.” Spike rubbed his forehead against Xander’s shoulder for a moment, thinking. He licked a long, wet line up the side of Xander’s warm neck, then whispered in his ear, “Want you on your knees, pet. I want to fuck your mouth and come on your face, and then I want to lick you clean.” Xander gasped, and a shudder ran through him, but he nodded enthusiastically. “But, before that,” Spike continued, “I want to watch you get yourself off.” Spike knew that he was kind of taking charge, but Xander had asked, and he was, after all, a dominant creature. Besides, Xander’s turn would come in the bedroom, and Spike was determined that his time as bottom to the human would be every bit as satisfying as his turn as top.

Xander pushed Spike backward until they came to the sofa. Spike sat down, spreading his legs comfortably, and propping one foot up. Xander held up one finger, and then turned to go into the bedroom. He came out holding a bottle of lubricant and a towel. On his way back to Spike, he grabbed one of the room’s wing chairs and dragged it along with him. He placed the chair in front of Spike, laid the towel over its back, and sprawled into it, with one leg draped over the arm of the chair. Spike simply looked at him for a moment. His tanned skin glowed in the faint light, and his eyes were dark and glittering. A small smile played the corners of his mouth. His cock was rock-hard, jutting from its nest of curls and standing straight up against his flat abdomen. Spike could see the shiny trails of fluid it had leaked onto Xander’s belly, drops shone along the fine line of dark hair that arrowed under his navel.

A small sigh escaped Spike’s lips as Xander’s hand came down to stroke himself lightly. Xander stopped, and opened the lubricant, pouring it into his hand. Xander groaned at the slippery sensation and began to stroke in earnest. Spike watched his lover fuck his own fist, mesmerized by the slide and play as the crown of Xander’s cock pushed out above his loosely clasped thumb and forefinger. Spike’s enhanced vision allowed him to see the spurts of clear fluid that oozed out each time Xander squeezed his responsive flesh. Panting, Xander reached between his spread legs to roll his balls in the palm of his hand, stopping occasionally to tug lightly, then cupping them against his body. Spike couldn’t take his eyes away from Xander’s hands, no matter how badly he wanted to see his lover’s face.

Xander increased his pace, stripping his cock with rough strokes, incredibly turned on by displaying himself in this way. The only sounds in the room were both men panting and the slide of hand against cock, faster and faster. Finally, Xander could stand it no longer, his hand moved on himself with blinding speed, and low moans were issuing from his throat. He opened his eyes and focused on Spike. The look of pure lust, shot through with love that was on the vampire’s face sent him spiraling into his orgasm. “S…Spike!” he gasped, and chanted the name as thick ropes of semen shot onto his chest. He stroked himself as the release tore through him, pulling at his balls and milking the last of his seed from his softening cock. Xander pulled the towel from the back of the chair and wiped himself clean. Spike looked stunned, sitting on the sofa with his cock in his hand and his mouth open in wonder. “You’re gorgeous, Xan,” he breathed, and got shakily to his feet.

Xander slipped from his chair as the vampire approached him, and knelt on the floor. Spike’s cock was so hard it barely bobbed as he walked the few steps between them. Xander smiled up at his lover from his position on the floor, and spread his knees slightly to better brace his position. Spike wound one hand in Xander’s hair. He lightly rubbed his fingers against the human’s scalp, and then suddenly tightened his grip. When Xander’s mouth opened in an involuntary gasp, Spike pushed his cock inside. Xander smiled around the cock in his mouth, then started swirling his tongue around it and dipping his head to moisten the entire length with saliva. Spike’s other hand also twisted into his hair, and the cock in his mouth started sliding in and out with a slow, purposeful stroke.

On each stroke, Xander concentrated on breathing through his nose and opening his throat further and further, finally allowing the head of Spike’s cock to push against the back of his throat. On Spike’s next stroke, Xander swallowed. The vampire groaned at the exquisite sensation of the walls of Xander’s throat closing and rippling against the sensitive crown. Xander curled his hands around the backs of Spike’s thighs and tightened them, encouraging the vampire to fuck his mouth as hard as he wanted to. Spike didn’t need much encouragement. Checking to see that Xander’s position was stable, he bent his knees and began to drive his hips backward and forward, sawing his erection in and out of the hot, moist cavern of his lover’s mouth. “Gonna come, Xan,” he gritted out between clenched teeth as he continued pistoning in and out. Unable to answer, Xander simply dug his fingers into Spike’s thighs and opened his throat as widely as he could.

Spike felt his orgasm building, and his first instinct was to simply spill himself into the hot, tight throat he was fucking. But he really did want to come on Xander’s face. He wanted to see his lover on his knees, looking up with Spike’s essence clinging to his skin. That thought sent the vampire spiraling out of control, and he felt his orgasm ready to burst from him. He pulled out of Xander’s mouth and wrapped one hand around his cock. The first burst of come splashed against Xander’s cheek, the next near his temple. More landed on his neck and chest. As soon as he could think again, Spike placed his fingers under Xander’s chin and raised the human’s face. Xander’s eyes were glittering black in the pale moonlight, and the semen on his face was white against his tanned skin. Spike marveled at the sight before him for a moment. Xander’s face showed no humiliation or fear, merely satisfaction at pleasing his lover. Spike smiled when Xander leaned forward to place his reddened, bruised lips around the head of the vampire’s cock. He sucked hard once, then let go and smiled when Spike howled at the pressure on his sensitive flesh.

Spike dropped to his knees in front of Xander and kissed him lightly on the lips. He then kissed him all over his face, licking up the sticky drops that decorated a dark eyebrow and clung to the hollow below one cheekbone. Spike carefully covered Xander’s face in kisses and small licks until it was clean, then moved to his neck and chest. By the time no more traces of semen remained on his body, Xander was again rock-hard. He climbed to his feet and pulled Spike up beside him. Grabbing the bottle of lubricant from the chair, he led his vampire into the bedroom.

Standing next to the bed, Xander dipped his head and captured Spike’s lips with his own. It was a bruising kiss, rough with passion. Spike gave back as good as he got and raised his hands to his lover’s chest to pinch and pull sharply at his nipples. Xander hissed at the combination of pleasure and pain and raked his nails down the vampire’s back. When his hands reached Spike’s ass, Xander slammed their lower bodies together. They were both completely hard again, and Xander thrust against Spike’s hip. They broke the kiss so the human could catch his breath and climbed onto the bed, falling into each other’s arms.

Xander rolled them so that he was on top of Spike. He leaned down and bit and sucked at the pale throat below him. Spike tangled his hands in Xander’s hair and pulled him closer, turning his head to one side with a moan. Xander kissed his way down to Spike’s chest and teased his pebbled nipples with tongue and teeth. He continued downward, licking and nipping, until he reached Spike’s hips. Suddenly, he sank his teeth into the flesh there, just beside the jut of a hipbone. Spike was sure that only the back of his head and his heels remained on the bed as he arched up. Xander nibbled his way around Spike’s hip and up his side.

“Oh God, I want to be inside you, baby,” Xander panted. “Want to feel you all around me, holding me, squeezing me. Want to pound into you, make you scream.” Spike said, “Oh, fuck yeah, Xan,” and pressed the bottle of lube into his hand. Propping himself up on one elbow over Spike’s body, Xander deftly flipped the cap and poured lube into his palm using his free hand. Recapping the bottle, he tossed it onto the unused pillow. He rubbed the gel between his fingers and said, “You’re gonna like this, Spike. I picked it up when we stopped on the way to the airport.” As he finished speaking, he snaked his hand between them and circled Spike’s hole with one finger. Spike jumped slightly at the coolness of the lube, then moaned as he felt the gel warming. Xander laughed. “I think they invented this for vamps – self-warming.”

He pressed his finger against the opening to Spike’s body, and they both hissed as the tip slid inside. “Jesus, Spike, you’re so tight. I don’t want to hurt you.” Spike shook his head and kissed Xander. “Can’t hurt me, luv. It’s just that I got turned a virgin, so that’s the way I stay.” Xander groaned at the implications of that little tidbit and slid his finger the rest of the way in. He remembered stretching himself for Spike, and thought that the vampire felt different inside. He was just as soft, and the muscles clenched and fluttered just like his own, but he was cooler, with none of the searing heat of the human body. Xander paused until he felt Spike pushing down against the intruding digit, then he began to slide it in and out, slowly.

Spike spread his legs wider, and Xander took that as encouragement, pulling his finger out and pressing two back inside. The vampire’s head was rolling on the pillow, and he was pushing himself down on Xander’s hand. It had been decades since he’d bottomed, and he couldn’t wait for the delicious feeling of being entered and filled. The warmth of the lubricant and the burning of his stretching tissues were making his head spin. Xander turned his hand slightly and crooked his fingers, scratching against Spike’s prostate and eliciting a loud howl. As the fingers left him, and then pressed back against his opening again, he said, “No.” Xander froze, and then looked down into Spike’s glittering eyes questioningly. Spike smiled and kissed his lips lightly. “Don’t want you to prepare me too much, Xan. I want to feel your cock stretching me.” Xander frowned at him. “But it’ll hurt,” he protested. Spike’s smile widened. “Only in a good way,” he assured the human, “the best way.”

Xander smiled back and began sliding down Spike’s body again. “Hey,” the vampire said, “where are you going?” The voice was muffled against Spike’s stomach, “Going to go play, back soon.” His exasperated sigh turned into a gasp of pleasure when he felt Xander’s mouth on his balls, licking long, hot strokes over the flesh there. Xander took one, then the other into his mouth and sucked on them. Stretching his lips, he took them both in and sucked hard. “Oh, fucking hell that’s good, sweetheart,” Spike babbled, and Xander smiled at the endearment, letting Spike’s balls slide out of his mouth. He licked his way back up to Spike’s mouth, and then asked, “Are you ready for this?” Spike’s answer was to smooth a handful of lubricant over Xander’s cock and rub it in until the gel began heating. “In me. Now,” he instructed.

Xander pushed himself up on his knees between Spike’s spread legs and pushed one of his lover’s knees back and maneuvered the other to curve around his waist. He lined himself up at Spike’s opening and took a deep breath to regain control. All he could think about was slamming his cock into the tight, cool channel before him, and he was terrified that he was going to come before he even got all the way in. The feel of Spike’s body clenching around his fingers had driven him close to the edge. Taking one more deep breath, he slowly drove himself into Spike until his balls slapped against the vampire’s ass. Fully sheathed, he held perfectly still, looking down into Spike’s face.

As he was breached, Spike thought he’d never felt anything so good. Pleasure and pain, never terribly far apart for a vampire anyway, coalesced into one burning, stretching, sliding, utterly satisfying sensation. He looked up at Xander, hovering over him, and smiled. “So good,” he moaned. “Come on, Xan – I thought you were gonna make me scream.” Xander kissed him hard on the lips, and then pulled his cock almost all the way out of Spike’s body. Just before he could protest the loss, Xander slammed forward, crushing against Spike’s prostate, stretching him impossibly wide, filling him impossibly full and then pulling back to do it again. And Spike screamed. And Xander found the word that he screamed very satisfying indeed. “Xander!”

Spike’s hands alternately curled in Xander’s hair and twisted the sheets, as he bucked and arched beneath him. The human pinned the vampire with his weight and fucked him as hard as he could. He could feel the body under him pulling him back inside every time he slid out, and Spike’s other leg came up to wrap around his waist. Spike was chanting his name more quietly now, and Xander was babbling and moaning against his neck as he found a hard, fast rhythm. He wanted to reach between them to give Spike some desperately needed friction, but knew he couldn’t keep up the pace with only one hand to brace on.

That problem was solved easily as Spike came, howling into orgasm without his cock having been touched at all. His ass clenched around Xander’s cock, and for a moment the human thought he had a chance to avoid coming and make this incredible ride last longer. But, that was not to be – he couldn’t hold on through Spike’s seemingly endless orgasm, and found himself screaming “Spike!” as he erupted inside his lover’s body, shooting spurt after spurt of heat into him.

Finally, they stopped moving, and Xander propped himself up on his hands and looked down into Spike’s eyes. “That looks good on you,” he panted. Spike looked confused. “What looks good on me?” he asked. “Me,” Xander said and kissed him on the tip of the nose.