Summary: Dawn casts a spell on Spike and Xander, but it doesn't go as planned. Author's notes: Anya and Xander are not together, Spike and Buffy never happened.


Dawn’s POV


It wasn't supposed to happen like this. Really, it wasn't! They were fighting so much it was driving everyone crazy! I was only trying to help. So I got into some of Willows spell books, I thought it was a good idea at the time. But it wasn't supposed to happen like this.

They were supposed to become friends. You know, the 'hey let's get a beer together after patrol' kind of friends. Not the 'hey, let's have sweaty naked fun' kind of friends. Although, that visual isn't necessarily a bad one. What? I'm not THAT innocent! Look at them, you can't tell me you would look away if you saw them all sweaty and naked. See!

So, three days ago while everyone was out patrolling and I was at home, 'doing my homework' yeah right! I cast a spell on them. How was I supposed to know it would turn out like this? I've only ever floated a pencil before!

Thank God no one knows it was me who did this. I just know they're going to be pissed when spell gets broken. I caught them outside the magic box groping each other last night. I knew right then and there that something was terribly wrong. So I went home and did the reversal spell. Obviously it didn't work, cause they're all snuggly on the sofa and kissing and touching each other. Again, not complaining about the visual. It's sorta sexy actually.

The others have been researching for a 'cure', Buffy says it's giving her a wiggins. Anya just wants to watch them, and Giles has been taking notes. I can only assume it's for his watcher journals, not for personal reasons cause that would give ME a wiggins! Too bad Willows not here, she could probably figure this out.


Spike’s POV


I've been shaggin' the arse off the whelp for the last three bloody days. Yep, that's right. Spike, William the Bloody, has been rutting like an animal with Xander fucking Harris. What's worse? I hope it never bloody stops!

We were out patrolling together, I usually take the lad with me since he's such a demon magnet and all, make sure I see some action that night. Anyway, so were in the middle of the cemetery when I feel it. The unmistakable feeling of magic, like spiders crawling up yer spine. So I look over at the whelp to make sure he's still there and I get caught in his eyes. I'm just looking at him, I can see hunger in his eyes, lust, passion, overwhelming fucking need in his eyes. All of a sudden I feel it too. I throw myself at him, we end up on the grass under a tree tearing at each other. I took him right there in the middle of the cemetery, demons be damned. It's a good thing the nasties were all inside that night, I couldn't have stopped for a bloody apocalypse!

Dragged the boy home after that, got him to my crypt and took him against the door. Fucking a human is nothing like fucking a vampire. It's better in some ways, there's the heat first of all. Nothing like sliding into all that hot flesh, being surrounded by the pulse of living blood as you thrust into willing flesh. And it's always been willing flesh for me. I don't get off on rape, well not on the doing part of it anyway, but that's Angelus for you, and a whole other story for another time.

He insisted we go to his apartment before sunrise, something about a shower. I know he mentioned a few other things after that but I was still lost in the idea of having him on his knees in front of me in the shower, hot water pouring down on me while I thrust into that hot sweet mouth of his. Yeah, so I pretty much threw him over my shoulder and ran back to his place.

We were in the apartment just long enough to close and lock the door when he knocked me to the floor. I struggled at first, it's a natural defense mechanism. Survive a session of sex with Angelus and you'll understand. I stopped struggling when I realized that the boy was talking to me. He was telling me how much he wanted me, how he wanted to be inside me, that he wouldn't hurt me, not that he could mind you but he didn't know that. So I gave up my struggles and let him take me. Now I've never played bottom to anyone other than Angelus, and only then cause I had no choice. I get off on a little pain just the same as the next vampire but being done dry by a randy demon will turn just about anyone off of taking it up the ass again. Xander, and I guess I should start using his name, was real good about it. He got some oil from the kitchen and made it good for me. He took it slow, well as slow as possible for a couple of blokes under a lust spell.

I never knew it could be like that. Yeah I've taken a man or two into my bed in the last century, but I always topped. I knew they enjoyed themselves, I just figured it was cause I was pulling their cock while I pounded them. Now I know different. Almost makes me wonder if Angelus has a bleedin clue what he's doing in the sack. No wonder Darla was such a bitch. Sexual frustration I'd bet.

Well, after the floor show we finally did get that shower. And yeah, I got him on his knees, lips wrapped around my cock, hot water enveloping me, a vampires wet dream that was. The boy was exhausted after that so I washed him up, and if I lingered over certain places until I had to wash him a second time then that was my prerogative, he didn't complain. Unless 'yeah, fuck, Spike!' and 'oh god yes!' are complaints. I dried him off and tumbled him into bed, made sure the curtains were drawn tight and climbed in after him.

Not sure how long we slept, I woke up to a hot mouth wrapped around my aching cock, a wet tongue sliding up and down my shaft. I came a lot sooner than I would have liked but hey, no complaints. Then I'm being kissed like there's no tomorrow, and seeing as there's a spell on us there might not be a tomorrow for us so I kissed back just as ferociously. Xander lifted my legs and pushed my knees into my chest. He lowered himself until his face was at my groin again. I wondered what he was going to do, but then I got my answer when he licked me. I have never, in my entire century and then some existence, had anyone lick my ass. I've missed out! His tongue flicking over my opening, nudging it's way inside, probing into me in a parody of what his cock was going to do to me was almost too much. I was hard again in an instant. He crawled up the bed toward me and reached past me for the table beside the bed. He pulled a tube of lubricant from the drawer and sat back on his heels and looked at me. It was that same look from the night before in the cemetery. He prepared me quickly and then slid inside.

Having a human fuck you is way better than a vampire! At least, in my opinion. The feeling of hot slippery flesh sliding into you over and over again, the scorching heat of hot cum painting your insides, a warm fist wrapped around your dick pulling you to completion. The pleasure with out the pain. It was all I could do to drag my sorry self out of bed after that.

We spent the rest of the day in bed. We got up to eat a couple of times and to shower once. I got down on my knees for him that time. We didn't fuck the whole day away, I may be undead but even I have limits, and the boy is human, even if he is a viking in the sack. I can see why Anya was so obsessed about the sex. We talked a bit, learned a little about each other. He told me about his laughable track record in the romance department. Insects, Mummies, frigid cheerleaders, rogue slayers, and ex vengeance demons. Quite the pattern there. Cordelia was the only fully human one the boy was involved with. Mind you from what I hear, that isn't exactly the case nowadays. I told him about Cecily, stupid bint. Told him how if it weren't for her rejecting me Dru would have never seen me an' turned me. Didn't tell him about the poetry though, not gonna either!

We went by the magic box that night, had to check in with the rest of the bloody scooby gang, that's when the lil' bit caught us snogging out in the alley. Pretty damn funny actually. She turned all red and got this gob-smacked look on her face. She told the others, Slutty, Anya and the watcher. Red took off somewhere, don't have a clue where, don't care either. I couldn't keep my hands off the boy all night. Then again he was feeling me up pretty good as well. Rupes threatened to chain us both in the bath tub. I could smell the arousal coming off the boy when heard the word 'chains'. Watcher must have figured it out too cause he never mentioned the chains again.

Slayer kept glaring at me, like it was my fault! If I was gonna get someone to put the whammy on one of the scoobies to be my fuck toy, I wouldn't have picked Xander. 'Sides, I would have made it one sided, not done it to myself as well. Most likely would have picked the Slayer herself to be my puppet. Not that she'd have to worry about that anymore. There's one thing that I want that she ain’t got, a cock. Never thought of myself as a bloody poof, but there's just so much more fun to be had with a lad!

Anya kept looking at us like she wanted to join in. Not gonna happen! She dumped the boy, he's mine now! Xander didn't seem too concerned about the way she was looking at us so I ignored her. We left before anyone got too much of a free show. Didn't quite make it home before I couldn't take it any longer. We ducked into an alley, thank God Sunnydale has a lot of them, and I fucked him up against the wall. It was enough to hold us over until we got inside.

I took him to bed and was in the middle of giving him one of my very skilled blowjobs when I felt it. The spider crawling sense again. Magic in the air, I realized that what ever spell I was under had been broken. I briefly considered stopping, but then figured if the boy wanted me to stop, he'd say something right? So I finished him off and then pounced on him. Had my wicked way with him and then stayed wrapped around him as we slept.

The spell still seems to be affecting Xander. The way he woke me this morning, same way as yesterday, tells me that he's still under the influence. Me? I played along. I'm quite enjoying this side of him. Uninhibited, sure of himself, aggressive. I figure as long as he's still willing I'm not gonna give this up. So here I am, snuggled up on the Slayers sofa with the boy. The rest of them trying to find some way to break this spell. I figure it'll wear off of him in the next day or so, humans just take longer to over come the effects of magic than demons do. And since this might be my last night with the whelp I'm gonna take him home and shag him 'till he can't stand! Then I'll let him do the same to me.


Xander’s POV


I wonder if you can go to hell for willingly sleeping with soulless, chipped vampires? If so I'm in big trouble! See my friends over there? They're researching their little hearts out trying to find a way to break a spell that is already broken. Yeah, I'm evil I know. But what can I say?

It started off as an uncontrollable impulse, I had to have Spike. I mean I HAD to have Spike. I couldn't stop myself. I could hear my inner voice yelling at me, things like 'EEEWWW! Spike lips! Lips of Spike!' and assorted other nasty things. But once the clothes came off it was a whole other story. I never considered myself gay, I still don't really. It's not like I want to run out and fuck any other guys, just Spike. Thank God Anya was a sex addict or I never would have survived these past few days. There's something to be said for building up your tolerance.

In the middle of one of the best blow-jobs I've had in my life, the spell wears off. I knew it the instant it happened. This burning ache that I'd felt from the beginning had just disappeared. I was half out of my mind thinking that Spike was going to stop and get up and leave. He just paused a beat and then went right back to it. Thank God for that, I don't know what I would have done if he stopped.

So yeah, I'm faking. I know he's faking too, but I don't think he knows that I am, I'm evil. I'll keep this up as long as I can. The sex is fantastic! Besides it's so much fun to watch Buffy squirm, yep evil, watch Anya get jealous, evil again, Giles has been taking notes which kinda creeps me out but sooo not going there!

Once Wills gets back from Seattle with her parents she'll know that there's no spell on us. Good thing she won't be home for at least another week! Dawn is going to be in soooo much trouble for messing with her books! What? You thought I hadn't figured out it was her? Please! I'm not as stupid as people think I am.

Oh, looks like my vampire is getting a little antsy. Guess I'll have to take him home and fuck him through the floor. Again. Who knew Spike would like getting fucked so much? Not that I'm complaining, I'm just going to enjoy this for as long as it lasts. Have I mentioned that I'm evil?