TITLE: Sire and childe 1
AUTHOR: Anne
RATING: NC-17
PAIRING: Spike/Xander (graphic slash m/m)
FEEDBACK: yes please.
E-MAIL: bookmangal@yahoo.fr
SUMMARY: Xander and Spike love story.

Twist: I ordered the porn, though.

SPOILERS: "The Gift"
TIMELINE: Season 5
DISTRIBUTION: ODD; XanderSlash; StepAwayFromMyXander; USCL; BtVSSlash; Slashaholics. Spikeshaholics. Anyone else please ask first.

Sister: I don’t think you’re gonna be getting too many calls, there, hon.

DISCLAIMER: The characters are the property of Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, Sandollar Productions, Kuzui Enterprises, 20th Century Fox Television and the UPN Television Network. The story is written for the pleasure of the author and readers, and has no lucrative purpose whatsoever.

Sister: Big words in the disclaimer does not a good fic make.
Twist: I think she just copied it from the mattress tag.

WARNING: angst. Hot sex!

PHT: OK…who judges sex to be hot or cold? Like, a committee or something?
Twist: Oooh! Can I be on the committee?

NOTE: my first X/S fic.

PHT: *Bangs head on keyboard repeatedly*
Twist: I'll have what you're having.

THANKS: Thank you very much Calia for your beta reading.

PHT: WHOO HOO!!! Someone who betas!
Sister: *Shivers happily with delight* Yay! It’s betaed!
Twist: Wow, Sister! You may not need medication after this one.
PHT: I think that’ll be a first.

[ . ] Denotes a thought.

PHT: [denotes my agony]

**********

Part 1

Xander came out of the grocer's shop where he had just bought several jars of ice cream

Twist: Where I'm from ice cream comes in cartons.

when a demon with blue skin suddenly appeared from the darkness, caught him by his arm and sent him to crash into the closest wall. The young man fell to the ground barely conscious. The evil creature sank to his knees near the human being and closed its right hand around Xander's neck, starting choking him whilst with the other one it tore up his chest with its sharp claws.

PHT: Cuz I'm blue da ba dee daba da....
Sister: In high school, the guys used to sing it as “I’m blue, I’m in need of a guy…”. It really worked.
Twist: Quit stealing my gig.

"I hate humans!" The demon cried out. "I'm going to rip you open and I'll eat your heart!"

PHT: AND YOUR LITTLE DOG TOOO!!!!

Xander's roaring of pain remained clamped in his squeezed throat. He tried to get free of the demon's steel hand, in vain. Stars danced in front of the eyes, a black veil darkened his sight and bit-by-bit he began losing consciousness and he knew that he would not reopen his eyes. He was terrified because he was going to die.

Twist: Xander gets quite loquacious when he's being strangled to death.

Spike suddenly jumped up on the demon.

Sister: Where the bloody hell did Spike come from?
Twist: You see, when a daddy vampire and a mommie vampire love each other very much...
Sister: That's wrong on more levels than I want to think about.

He wrapped his arms around its neck and using his great strength broke his spine. He then dropped the corpse on the ground. After that the vampire rushed near Xander and took his pulse. His heart was still beating, but very fast and in an anarchy way.

Sister: “I am an antichrist, I am an anarchist, don’t know what I want but I know how to get it, I wanna destroy the passerby cuz I wanna BE anarchy…”
Twist: Knock it off! I’m the singer, dammit!

The smell of the blood excited Spike who stripped the unconscious Xander to the waist and began to lap the blood, which was pouring out from the torn skin from the shoulders downward to the stomach. In one minute the skin was cleaned and the wounds began to close under the effect of the saliva, which acted as an ultra-powerful coagulant. Spike pulled Xander up then and threw him on the shoulder, fireman style.

PHT: [agony]
Twist: Ew. Ew doubled and redoubled. Ew quantified.

"You need a bath pet!" he said.

Sister: And Anne needs a sedative. So she stops writing.

*
* *

Giles' place later

Twist: It might be later than you think.

Xander slowly opened his eyes then jumped astonished noticing he was still alive and in a bathtub filled with warm water.

Twist: But after jumping, he slipped in the tub and fell and cracked his head open and died while his brains swirled down the drain...
Sister: Scratch the sedative for Anne. Twist, take the pretty blue pill.

Giles' bathtub.

He glanced at his chest - intact - and frowned. [It was a dream. Oh thank God!] He frowned again, intrigued. What was he doing here? He then paled and shivered when he perceived a pile of clothes soaked with blood on the ground of the bathroom: those whom he wore when the demon had attacked and hurt him badly.

PHT: Oh wow, the clothes are alive? "To Whom it may concern...I am a pair of socks..."
Sister: At the beginning it said this was betaed. Dammit. Who betaed it, a four year old blind dyslexic kid?!
Twist: It says Calia.
Sister: Well, I think Calia lied, and just SAID she betaed it, because this is not betaed, dammit.

[I didn't dream it, but what happened after I blacked out?] He had the beginning of an answer to his question when Spike entered the room.

Twist: One word, sounds like 'vild vad vonkey vex'...

The young man's eyes got bigger of bewilderment. The vampire was completely naked and half erect. Streaks of semen covered his belly and hands.

Without a word Spike stepped in the bathtub and sat down in front of Xander, between his opened legs.

"Need to squeaky clean myself." The vampire said. "I've just watched a gay porn movie. Really good stuff. Be a good boy and give me the shower gel and the washcloth too!"

PHT: Yes, since I generally walk in and announce that I am watching gay porn to the general populace...
Sister: *is speechless*
Twist: Wait, you're not supposed to?
PHT: In your case, we make an exception.
Twist: *preens* I'm special!

Xander complied then he blushed and hid his genitals with his hands. "Spike, I am in the bathtub in case you would not have noticed it."

Twist: _I_ noticed. Rrrowr!
Sister: Did you know that contractions are often used in dialogue? YOU CHARACTER ASSASSIN!!!!!!
Twist: It’s like the fic was written by Alex the Bounty Hunter.

Spike chuckled. "I know that Xander. I put you in the bathtub and I washed you because you needed it. You were all sticky with saliva."

Xander was surprised. "Saliva?"

All: (dully) Gasp. Shock. Horror.

Spike nodded. "Yes my saliva. You have all this blood on your skin. by the way your blood is delicious. I licked it of course. I couldn't resist the temptation. "

PHT: *Licks Twist.*
Sister: That’s been the best part of this entire experience so far.
Twist: Tell me about it. Again I say, rrowr!

"Oh!. Where is Giles?"

Twist: In the Conservatory with the lead pipe.

Spike sighed. "He's sleeping off all the Scotch he had drank all day long. He's an alcoholic since Buffy died you know? Mmmm . you are very well built luv. Firm muscles, firm butt . " He suddenly pushed Xander's hands aside and grinned. "With no doubt a firm cock when you're aroused . I've got to tell you something Xander, I'm in love with you. I fell in love with you since I was forced to live in your basement and I want you!"

PHT: *steals Giles’ scotch*
Sister: Share! Share!
Twist: It’s the requisite exposition paragraph!
Sister: And it’s crappy.
PHT: Well, that’s a given.

Xander was stunned. "You' re in love with me Spike? But, but. Buffy. I believed that you were crazy about her."

Spike nodded. "Yes, I was but I loved you too, and I still love you Xander. And I want you, now."

The young man beamed oh so happy. "Spike I have something to tell you: I am in love with Anya and. I'm in love with you too. I too fell in love with you while you lived in my basement and I want that you make love to me, now. Oh yes! I forgot to tell you, I'm bisexual."

Twist: I think he figured that out after you said you love him and Anya at the same time.
PHT: Hey Sister, does he have his high beams or low beams on?
Sister: I’m going to slit my fucking wrists. Why do people write when they so obviously can’t?!
Twist: That’s a little harsh, Sis.
Sister: Are you READING this?!
Twist: Touche.

It was in Spike's turn to be stunned then suddenly he captured Xander's face between the palms of his hands and planted a slow, wet, searching kiss on the man's mouth. He explored the young man's lips to feel and taste him then he sought the warm tongue of the man. Xander opened his mouth instantly and met the cold tongue of the vampire. His mouth tasted a mix of cigarette, blood and beer he realized. Just as Xander thought he would pass out from lack of air, the vampire pulled back, breaking the kiss. The human started to pant.

"What a coincidence! Me too."

Twist: (dully) Call Time Magazine. It’s a monumental coincidence.
Sister: (dully) I’m riveted.

Spike's hands tighten around his future lover,

Sister: That’s, like, a fic spoiler IN the fic. That’s just…
PHT: Lame?
Twist: A word that describes all aspects of this fic.
Sister: No, you’re thinking of crap.

one around his waist, holding him close to his chest, and the other lovingly running over and through the man's tousled hair. Xander as for him closed his arms on Spike's muscular back while at the same time bringing himself closer to the undead, until their chests touched. Both men groaned at the contact. Their lips touched too and they kissed passionately.

PHT: *Pounds head on Sister's keyboard*
Twist: Can I go home yet?
Sister: I think they’re going to have sex.
Twist: They haven't yet?
Sister: Nope.
Twist: So, it's going to be longer?
Sister: Yep.
Twist: Pinkelah, shove over... *bangs head on Sister's keyboard*

Spike was the first one in step out of the bathtub and when Xander joined him on the bathroom carpet he immediately pushed him against the washbasin and asked him to bend forward and to push his legs aside. The young man complied strongly aroused. He shivered when he felt Spike's ice-cold hands caressing his buttocks before he pulled them apart wide. Seeing the tanned skin turn slightly darker in the cleft, Spike could not resist running his tongue down the crack until he reached the tight opening of his lover.

Sister: I didn’t know Xander liked nude beaches.
Twist: Huh?
Sister: His ass is tanned.
PHT: You also didn’t know how bad this fic was going to be when you started reading it.
Sister: But YOU did. Bitch.

He slowly he circled his tongue around and around the tight hole making Xander moan and become all-limp.

Twist: All-limp?
Sister: Someone’s having performance anxiety...

The vampire abandoned Xander two seconds to take the hair conditioner placed on the side of the bathtub and hurried to coat his rock hard penis with it profusely. He then applied the slick and thick liquid on the anus and after that he pushed slowly his middle finger inside the boy. Xander groaned and grasped the sink, bracing himself against it. Spike moved his finger in circles gently stretching out the tight ring of muscles then he started to thrust, in and out. Xander's whole body was shaken by chills, and panting he let his left hand creep towards his throbbing shaft. He wrapped his fingers around and began to pump.

PHT: I will NEVER use conditioner again!
Sister: Is that even SAFE? To put conditioner in your ASS?
Twist: Survey says... your ass hair will be silky smooth. And next time, try Astroglide.

Rapidly wanting more Xander was soon rewarded with a second finger joining the first. As the vampire accelerated his thrusts he accelerated his caress on his straining member and he began to breathe heavily. His instinct suddenly took over, and he started rocking his hips back onto those two fingers that were driving him mad. Xander thrashed his head back and forth as the erotic pleasure overwhelmed him. He had to press the base of his penis to stop his urge to explode when Spike entered a third finger into him, filling him.

"Spiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiike! Fuck me!"

Twist: Siiiiiiiiiiister!
Sister: What?
Twist: Kill me!
Sister: Quiet, you.

Spike thrusted his fingers into Xander's tight and hot channel three more times, then removed them. He then took his ice-cold length in his hands and pushed the head inside his lover's puckered hole. Using his both hands he pulled Xander to him and with an easy thrust he pushed his way slowly into the body of the young man. Xander moaned as he adjusted to Spike's considerable size, his tight passage clenching around him. He Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahed

Sister: Is that a verb?
PHT: Is it a word at all?

when the ice- cold tip of the vampire's shaft banged up against his prostrate.

Twist: AAAAAAH!
Sister: Apparently it is a word.
Twist: Gyah! Gyah! I hate the cold.
Sister: Fuck you, California Girl. Save it for someone who DOESN’T live 3 hours away from the fricking Yukon.

He then immediately started to thrust backward impaling himself on the vampire's pulsating member.

PHT: *Pounds head on sister's rock hard thighs, hoping for a temporary coma*
Sister: Hey! If you get to be unconscious, then I want to be unconscious!
Twist: Why do we do this to ourselves?
Sister: Apparently we have FANS.
PHT: They must lead even sadder lives than us.
Twist: Which is why we love them.

Spike violently aroused began thrusting against Xander moving in and out, harder, faster, pumping in a mindless frenzy into the orifice. Xander cried out in pleasure under Spike's assault and soon rocked with him. Reaching around, the vampire grasped his partner's oh so hard cock and stroked it in time to their coupling. Xander's left hand came on top of them,

Twist: Never knew hands could do that.

and they pumped together. Spike's body cried out for release, and he quickly lost control. He rocked deeper and faster into Xander's ass, his hand rapidly working the human's aching member. He howled like a wolf

PHT: "Cuz i'm huuungry like the woooooooollllfff...."
Twist: *pouts*
Sister: Suck it up. Whiner.

as his orgasm rolled through him. Xander exploded too with a hoarse cry, erupting his semen over the vampire's hand and on the wall, his face contorted in an almost painful pleasure. He collapsed on the tiled floor breathless on the verge to pass out with ecstasy. Spike licked his fingers clean, savoring his lover's juice then he knelt beside Xander and placed him in a sitting position against the wall where streaks of seed had started to dry.

Sister: How powerful is the air flow in that room?!
Twist: This fic sucks so hard, it's like a hairdryer.

As soon as the young man sat up, the world started to spin and black spots danced in front of his eyes. Nauseous he buried his face against Spike's shoulder and embraced him.

PHT: Strangely, I am severely nauseated too...
Sister: As am I, PHT. As am I.
Twist: I third that emotion. urp... *runs for the bathroom*

Spike felt Xander going suddenly limp against him and he raised the fainted young man in his strong arms. He transported him near the fireplace and lay down him there

Sister: You just had to get one more shot of abhorrent grammar in there, didn’t ya, Anne?
Twist: I think she has something against you.
Sister: Can I slit my wrists yet?
Twist: for the thousandth time, NO!

because Giles occupied the bed and because the couch was too small for both of them. He then moved on top of him seeking his warmth and then closed his eyes. He was tired.

To be continued

PHT: *whimpers*
Sister: Jesus H. Who ends a chapter with “He was tired.”
Twist: Anne.
Sister: Right. That explains everything.
PHT: What the hell did the title have to do with any of this?
Sister: I don’t know. I don’t think I’ll ever know because if I have to read more of this I’m going to SLIT MY WRISTS!
Twist: If you slit your wrists you’ll go to hell and spend eternity reading Anne’s fic.
Sister: ...
PHT: I’d suggest not slitting your wrists.
Sister: I’m going to take that suggestion under careful consideration.