Plans
by Mihreia

Xander looked at the older vampire lying on the bed some distance away from him. Spike was wearing considerably less clothes than he had done moments ago. The blonde winked at him, and he smiled in return. 
The younger vampire had to admit that the man on the bed was nicely shaped. Smooth pale skin, lean muscles, and a face with a sharp shadowy angles even when he wasn't in game face. He was almost tempted to abandon the plan they had made and just jump the other vampire. But Spike's idea had been a good one, and two sex-partners was better than one. 
Those laughing, slightly condescending blue eyes seemed to know what he was thinking, because Spike's arrogant grin grew wider. The blonde was definitely nothing like the Master Vampires that Xander was used to dealing with. 
{A bit of a rogue, this one.} 
Rogue or not, Spike was stronger than Xander himself. Despite the underhanded tactic the blonde had used to make Xander submit to him, the dark-haired man had little doubt that the other vampire would win in a fair fight. That meant that Xander would again be submissive. It was not something he was looking forward to, and he was determined to do his utter best to win in future battles between him and Spike.
But if he lost... At least Spike seemed to be a lot more fun-loving than Wrinkle Face and Miss Lover-Stealing Catholic Schoolgirl. Xander was intimately aware of the fact that he had weird ideas about vampire dominance issues. It was Jesse's fault, really. His sire had been too young to know a lot of it himself, and he had been acting without permission from Darla when he turned his childhood friend.
As a result Xander had mostly been left to fend for himself, until he worked himself up in the ranks ruthlessly and became one of the Master's favourites. And got a quick course in vampire traditions.
{Oh yeah. I really loved staking that bastard in the back.} A cruel smile flitted across his face.
Spike seemed to be an okay Master, though. Xander frowned. He still had to ask why the guy was working with the slayer of all things, but at this point it wasn't a major concern. He kind of liked the idea of hanging out with this particular vampire. 
{Hey. Maybe I get do-not-stake benefits from being with the slayer's pet vampire. Could be a plus.}
And there was the bonus of getting to live with his double. Xander had found it strangely cute to see Xanny make a move on Spike. It's not like the mortal had a chance in hell of winning in a real fight with a vampire. The mortal was like an adorable little kitty playing with the lions.
He had guts though. 
Xander had to reluctantly admit that his double would make a great vampire. He absolutely didn't want to see it happening though. It was enough that there was a mortal version of him hanging around. That was almost guaranteed to be fun. 
{Hey, who better than me to know what would set Xanny off, right?} 
Two vampire Xanders on the other hand was one too much. Xander was not about to lose his status. Thankfully, it didn't seem likely that Spike would turn Xander. For one, he would have already done it if he had planned to. And for another, now he already had a vampiric Xander hanging around, so there was no rush to create a new one.
At that moment the bathroom door opened, and Xander slunk back into the shadows behind the open door. He could hear Xanny walking out of the bathroom. He could also hear when the footsteps suddenly stopped as the mortal gaped at the naked Spike lying on his bed.
"Spike?" Xanny squeaked with this delightful husky undertone. "Umm, where are... how... naked!... I mean..." He visibly cringed, and tried to stop the babbling.
Xander grinned. {Oh, this was going to be good.} 
He soundlessly stepped up behind the mortal and stroked his hand across a hot shoulder. The mortal tensed and tried to turn towards him immediately. Xander wasn't about to let that happen though. 
{Don't ruin the plan here, Xan.} He gripped his double's shoulders just firmly enough that he couldn't turn around. 
"Isn't he beautiful lying there in the moonlight?" Xander whispered into the mortal's ear. "Do you see how the light caresses his skin like silk?" He knew the impact of the words was double as strong because they had the same voice. It would seem as if Xanny's own mind was telling him things.
Spike slowly slid a hand from his chest and his nipples to his abdomen, stopping just short of his rapidly hardening shaft. Xander copied the motion on the mortal's body, and grinned when he heard the accelerated breathing and smelt the kid's arousal. 
{Point for Spike!} The older vampire had speculated that it would be easier on the mortal if he didn't directly see his double the first time they did this. His first time with a man would be weird enough without adding that to the experience. Plus, he had reacted better to Spike's kiss than Xander's. The young vampire intended to change that, though. 
Xander kept up the sibilant whisperings all through his motions. Spike showed the way and he followed. The mortal groaned, as blunt nails raked slightly over his nipples. He shivered when cool hands caressed his balls for the first time, still avoiding the straining flesh above it. Xander could feel the heat radiating off the body plastered to his front. He groaned himself. He was definitely looking forward to the first time he would fuck his double.
When the mortal started whimpering and trying to push his hips towards Xander's teasing hands, the two vampires exchanged heated glances. It was clear to both of them that the mortal boy couldn't handle much more of this. Xander stopped following Spike's motions, as he knew instinctively that the blonde didn't want to come yet himself, but would love to see his mortal do so. 
Xander wrapped his hand around the hot length and stroked once, his fingers circling the head when he pulled away. Xanny's hips thrust forward in an unconscious movement. 
"More... Please... Now..." 
Xander shifted his position a bit so he could look at his double's face. The cheeks were flushed and his eyes were closed now, too heavy to keep open. Harsh breaths escaped through the open mouth. He was beautiful. A pink tongue darted out to wet those lips, and Xander's own hips thrust forward a bit, as he imagined that hot mouth around his own straining flesh. 
A rustle from the bed diverted his attention back to the older vampire. 
Spike stood up with in one smooth movement and came towards them with all the stalking grace of a panther, erection jutting out in front of him. 
Xander licked his own lips in anticipation.