Lovers 
by Mihreia

Spike watched the two identical men standing a few feet away from 
him, as he raked his hands across his own chest. In response, white 
hands moved over darker skin and moved ever downwards. Alex never 
took his eyes off of the older vampire, even as Xander closed his 
eyes and leaned back against his double in an unconsciously erotic 
gesture.

Alex groaned, clearly overtaken with the unfamiliarity of a hot body 
against his aroused flesh. Spike grinned at the younger vampire. 

{That's good, innit Alex? But wait, you 'aven't seen bugger all about 
sex with mortals.}

Xander was starting to squirm and made cute little mewling noises. 
Spike lifted an eyebrow at the younger vampire, and stopped caressing 
himself. His neglected cock throbbed in protest, but Spike ignored it 
with the experience of long practice. Why rush it, when he had two 
pretty twins at his disposal?

His little mortal was starting to plead with his double and thrusting 
his hips at those elusive hands circling his erection. Spike had no 
intention of letting the younger vampire be the first to satisfy 
Xander. If it hadn't been for the fact that his Xanpet would be more 
responsive this way, he wouldn't have suggested this at all.

The blonde slid off the bed and stalked to the others. He watched 
with considerable satisfaction how the vampiric one of the two licked 
his lips. Spike circled the two men once, trailing a hand 
suggestively down a cool back to a more intimate spot. Alex shivered 
and lost his stroke on his double's cock.

Xander moaned in protest, and then gasped as Spike swiftly slid down 
and engulfed his erection with a cool mouth. Rough hands grabbed 
blonde hair in a tense grip. 

{There goes the hair. Good thing I'm not the bloody poof.} Spike 
thought idly, before turning his entire concentration on bringing 
Xander off. 

With the way the mortal had been wound up tight, it didn't take much. 
A swirl with a tongue and three times bobbing up and down, the last 
one with the slightest scrape of teeth, and Xander stiffened. He 
cried out and the grip on Spike's hair tensed even more, while hot 
creamy substance flooded the blonde's mouth. Spike swallowed it all 
without spilling a drop.

{Aah. The advantages of being a vampire.} 

Eventually the flow stopped, and Spike released the half-hard flesh. 
From over Xander's shoulder the younger vampire threw him a lop-sided 
grin and motioned to the bed. Together, the two vampires manoeuvred 
their new lover into it. Spike made a quick detour to where he had 
thrown his duster and retrieved the lube, before sliding in on Alex's 
side.

The two vampires still had unfinished business. The younger one 
lifted both eyebrows in question with an indolent grin on his face, 
and Spike didn't have to be a genius to figure out what that meant. 
He sighed. 

"Look, mate. Let's move the soddin' submission debate to tomorrow, 
alright? Right now I just want some fun."

Alex didn't reply verbally, but he grabbed Spike's neck and kissed 
him hard. Message received and understood. Then he turned on his 
stomach. 

Spike dabbled some lube on two fingers and started preparing the 
other vampire. No need to be soft, the kid was ready enough. How 
ready became apparent as Alex started to pant out of ingrained habit. 
The blonde never got used to that little vampiric oddity most of them 
kept throughout their unlife. 

{Breathe the whole time or don't breathe at all. Just don't start it 
up in the middle of great sex. It's bloody distracting!}

Mildly irritated Spike jabbed with his fingers, and got rewarded with 
a low growling moan. He smirked. Right, that was the spot. He took 
his fingers out of the gripping tunnel, and lubed himself fast. Alex 
was pushing his bottom up in obvious need, so who Spike didn't keep 
him waiting. 

{Time enough for games later.} 

He hissed as he entered the tight ring of muscles in one long stroke. 

{Bloody Hell! He's tight! Definitely not one for submission, this 
one.} 

Spike had known intellectually that the vampiric Xander definitely 
didn't like submitting to him - what vampire would? - but it got 
driven home strong, that he hadn't done it in the past either. The 
blonde would have to think on the possible consequences later, but 
right now he was to busy holding back an impending orgasm.

A while later he finally felt confident that he could move without 
embarrassing himself. He started up a rhythm with long slow strokes, 
that made the younger vampire growl with frustration. Alex tried to 
push back hard to increase the tempo, but Spike refused to let it end 
that quickly. 

Warm fingers caressed his anal opening, and the shock made him ram 
froward into the welcoming body under him. Alex howled, and Spike 
groaned. From beside them he could hear laughing. 

"That worked better than I thought." Xander smiled at the two 
surprised vampires looking back at him. Spike grinned at his other 
mate and pulled back slowly, followed by the same kind of hard stroke 
Xander had initiated. 

"Like that, luv?" He commented as an aside, faking disinterest in the 
wiggling and groaning vampire under him. Xander caught on quickly, 
because he started to comment on Spike's strokes in much the same way 
Alex had done to him when he had driven his mortal double wild.

The blonde grinned. Apparently Xander learnt fast. And he was 
definitely a fan of payback to the max. Which was always good, but it 
would be a lot better if Spike wasn't suffering alongside the younger 
vampire, while Xander kept the motions as irregular as possible. 

Until his balls were practically bursting, and he was sure Alex's 
weren't much better off. Playtime was over. Spike picked up the pace, 
this time in a steady rhythm, making sure to hit the prostate on each 
stroke. All too soon Alex stiffened and came, strong muscles rippling 
along the elder vampire's cock and making him fall right behind. He 
sank on top of the younger vampire, listening as the heavy breathing 
levelled out and stopped altogether. 

After a minute he pulled out and rolled over until he lay right to 
the mortal version of the man he had just fucked into oblivion. 
Laughing dark eyes looked at him. Spike smiled back.

"You like watching, pet?" He asked, mildly curious. 

"Nah. I like participating more. It's not everyday that I get to 
direct two gorgeous men on how to have sex." 

"You're a bloody imp, Xander Harris." Spike kissed the other man 
softly on the lips, coaxing them to open in their own time. The kiss 
never became heated, but it felt more intense than most kisses he had 
shared with others. Eventually Xander pulled back, a sweet half-smile 
on his face.

"Good night, Spike." He said with a slightly sarcastic undertone, 
before he snuggled in against the other man's chest and fell asleep. 

Spike looked at the sleeping boy for a while, not thinking of 
anything in particular, but feeling oddly content, before falling 
asleep himself.