A/N: For everyone who begged, bribed or threatened me for a sequel. You know who you are!



*You could have hung up the phone pet.*

That one statement had changed his life. He could have hung up, he knew that. So why hadn't he? For two weeks he had listened to Spike describe the things he wanted to do to him. For two weeks he had jerked himself off as he listened.

*You could have hung up the phone pet.*

So why didn't he just hang up? Was the vampire right? Did he want Spike? When he thought about it, it was pretty obvious. He did. He must, or he would have hung up. If it had been anyone else he would have. So why Spike?

*You could have hung up the phone pet.*

Would he call again tonight? He had every night for two weeks, so why wouldn't he? Should I tell him that I want him? Is this a game to him? Get me to admit it and then laugh at me? Would he go to all this trouble just for a mind-fuck? Yeah he would.

But that voice, it was like silk. Hearing him describe the things he would do to my body if given the chance, it makes me weak. I want to tell him, I want to touch him, taste him. I want him to do all of those things he described. I want to feel his hands on my skin, his mouth on my cock. I want to watch his face as he rides me. But is it just sex?

*I'd want to kiss you. You wouldn't want that though, too intimate.*

Did he really think that? That I wouldn't kiss him? Yeah, he's as insecure as I am when it comes to love. Love? No, not love. Not with Spike. Not yet at least. But someday? Yeah, maybe.

*Funny how you can have your cock in my arse but you think kissing is too personal.*

Why hasn't he called yet? Has he given up? Decided I'm too much work? Not worth the effort? He wouldn't be the first. Nah, it's still early. Plenty of time. But he's never been this late before, he's always called by now. What if something has happened to him? What if he's hurt? What if he's dust?

That's it. I'm going to see him. I have to make sure he's okay. Maybe I should just call him? It would be easier, and if doesn't pick up then I'll go look for him.

*ring ..... ring ..... ring ..... ring*

"'Ello?"

"Spike?"

"Xander?"

"Yeah. It's me?"

"Why are you calling me?"

"Uh ... Just ..."

"Oh right, time for yer nightly wank is it? Well you'll have to do with my help tonight. Not in the mood to be used. Bye Xander."

*Click.*

Well that went well.

Xander grabbed his cell phone and headed out into the night. He needed to see Spike, to explain to him that he wasn't using him. That he did want him, it just took him some time to realize it. When he got to the cemetery he stopped a little way away from the crypt and pulled out his phone. He dialed Spikes number and waited.

*ring ..... ring ..... ring ..... ring*

"Piss off. I'm not in the mood."

"Not even if I were to stand before you half naked and hard?"

"Er ... maybe. What else?"

Xander began walking to Spikes crypt as he talked.

"Well, I would come toward you slowly. You'd be sitting in your chair and I'd crouch down in front of you."

"Keep going."

"I'd run my hands up your thighs and then untuck your t-shirt. I'd slip my hands under the material and caress your cool skin. You like how warm my hands are don't you Spike?"

"Oh yeah. Continue. What would you next pet?" "I'd lift your shirt over your head so that I could see you. You're beautiful. I want to taste your skin so I lean closer and run my tongue over one of your nipples. You hiss and arch into the contact. You taste good, I need more. I suck the little nub into my mouth and bite down gently. Do you like this? Does it feel good?"

"Yessss! More!"

"Yeah more. I move to the other nipple and suck and nibble that one too. You thread your fingers into my hair and hold my head against you. I undo your jeans while I continue to tease your nipples. I slip my hand inside and touch your cock. Does my hand feel hot? would you like me to stroke you?"

"Gods yes. Xander please!"

"There's not enough room, you need to lift your hips so I can slide your jeans off. Yeah, that's better. You look so fuckin hot, Spike. You're hard and leaking. I've never done this before but I want to touch you. Can I?"

"Touch me!"

Xander stopped right outside the door to the crypt and continued telling Spike what he would do to him. This phone sex thing was fun.

"I wrap my hand around your shaft. It feels like velvet over steel. I can see the wetness gathered at the tip, I touch it with my finger. You watch me as I bring the finger up to my mouth and lick it. Does this turn you on? Me tasting you?"

"Yessss."

"Good. I want you to be desperate for me as I take you in my mouth. I lick across the head of your cock and clean away the pre-cum. Your hands tighten in my hair. I take the tip in my mouth and suck gently. You push up into my mouth. I put my hands on your hips to hold you down. I'm new at this and I don't want to gag.

You're panting now, I can hear you. Are you touching yourself, Spike? Are you wishing it was me?"

"Yes. Keep talking luv, so close." "Okay. I take you in further and move up and down on your shaft. I scrape my teeth gently on the underside of your cock, do you like it as much as I do? I want to taste your cum, I want you to fill my mouth and let me swallow it down. I lift your legs up and drape them over the arms of the chair. I move one hand lower and cup your swollen testicles. I roll them gently in my palm as I insert one finger into you. I feel you tense. Your balls tighten, you're so close now. I relax my throat and take more of you inside. I swallow around the head of your cock."

"Shit, fuck! Cumming luv, yeah fuck, so good."

"I swallow you down, you taste so good. I lift my head and lick my lips. I look into your eyes and then .... " "What? Then what?" Xander opened the door to the crypt and walked inside. Spike was sitting in his chair, jeans around one ankle, legs slung over the arms, cock spent. He looked shocked to see Xander standing there. Xander smiled, hung up his phone and put it in his pocket. He stopped in front of Spike.

"Then, I'd lean in and do this."

Xander leant in and kissed the vampire. It was soft and sweet and he had never felt anything like it. Spike kissed him back and then pulled him into his arms.

*You could have hung up the phone pet.*

Yes he could have, but then he wouldn't be doing this, and he really wanted to be doing this.