Live The Question
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sevendeadlyfunPairings: Various (Spike/Xander this chapter)
Rating: NC-17 over all (NC-17 this chapter)
Warnings: a bit of slash, language, nothing fancy
A/N: Sorry for the delay. I got caught up in naughtiness withkidcyclone , but since she does such an excellent beta job, I'm sure nobody will mind. This scene is set the morning after the big fight, during the time Faith/Angel were having their own little interlude. Remember, leave feedback and make me smile!
Rating: NC-17 over all (NC-17 this chapter)
Warnings: a bit of slash, language, nothing fancy
A/N: Sorry for the delay. I got caught up in naughtiness with
kidcyclone , but since she does such an excellent beta job, I'm sure nobody will mind. This scene is set the morning after the big fight, during the time Faith/Angel were having their own little interlude. Remember, leave feedback and make me smile!Spike’s nose twitched, and a soft laugh enticed him to wakefulness. One sparkling brown eye stared at him, and a finger teased its way around his face. He snorted, nose twitching again as the finger tickled up and over the bridge. Xander, he remembered suddenly. He had an armful of Xander. Further visual perusal revealed he had an armful of naked Xander and he smiled sleepily.
“That’s what I like to see, “ Xander confided. “Smiling vampire. Makes the day a bit brighter.”
Spike snorted, and rolled his eyes. The boy was cracked, and Spike decided he rather enjoyed it that way. After all, he’d be sleeping alone if Xander were in his right mind.
“Uh-oh, here comes the grumpy face. You know, I think I like the smile better, “ Xander continued, finger still roaming around the angles and planes of Spike’s face. “But the question is, how to get the smile back?”
Xander paused, seeming to consider this and then flashed a bright smile of his own. He scooted even closer to Spike, limbs tangling together and bodies meshing. Spike became aware of the warm, pulsing erection between Xander’s thighs and his body responded in kind.
“Mmm, yeah. I like that, but I was thinking of something else, “ Xander whispered, his face inches from Spike’s.
He leaned forward, and nibbled at Spike’s lips, tongue lapping and teasing. Spike groaned, and Xander’s tongue darted inside to tease and play. Spike sucked the tongue in deeper, feeling the push of Xander’s hips as the younger man thrust forward, seeking friction.
“Like that, do you? Sweet pet, want you now, “ Spike confessed, eyes hooded. “Shouldn’t, shouldn’t want you, but I do. Want to see you, touch you, taste you.”
“Please, Spike? Please, “ Xander whimpered. “I know, I know, it’s just this, just us. Nothing permanent, not love. Need you, Spike. Need this.”
“Want to give me your precious arse, pet? Let me suck on that lovely thick prick your pushing into my hip, “ Spike asked seductively.
“Yes, yes, yes, “ Xander chanted as Spike’s hand worked down his body and tugged at his full and aching sac.
“Did you…how long have you wanted this? Since when,” Spike demanded, face anxious and pinched.
“Since…” Xander gulped, “ Since that first night. You were at the school and Angel offered me up and…”
“And what, Xan? You wanted me? What did you want, pretty? Wanted the Big Bad to take you, fuck you,” Spike purred.
“Yeah, “ Xander bit back a sob as skillful fingers twirled around the sensitive head of his dick.
“Did you go home that night and wank, thinking of it? Wrap your hands around this beautiful piece and fantasize about me? What I’d feel like, buried deep inside you, fangs and cock?”
“Ungh…yes, Spike, yes. Wanted you, want you. Fucked…” Xander gasped, the finger teasing his tight hole cutting off his words.
“Fucked? Fucked who, pet?”
“After…after and you were gone, I fucked so many guys, trying to find you. Wanted…oh yeah, “ he sobbed as the finger pushed in, his body tearing slightly at the intrusion.
“Wanted to fuck me, did you? Wanted it to be my body bringing you off, clenching around you, filled up with your spunk, “ Spike asked, as he removed the finger.
“No,” Xander sighed, wiggling and relishing the burn inside him. “Wanted to find you so you could fuck me, fill me up. Wanted to be yours, just yours.”
Spike pulled back suddenly, and Xander’s one eye closed. He’d screwed it up. He hadn’t meant to admit that. But, Spike was here, touching him and he’d wanted this for so long.
“I’m sorry,” Xander whispered contritely. “I didn’t mean…I’m sorry.”
“ ‘Sokay, Xan. I just don’t want…things are different, since the soul. Demon might want what you’re offering, and I won’t say the man isn’t tempted. But, this, “ he gestured to the two of them, “ I can’t, luv. Can’t be what you want, what you need. Not quite the Big Bad anymore.”
“I know,” Xander said quietly, snuggling closer. “I’m not…I care about you. I want you. But, it isn’t…” he huffed, at a loss for how to explain himself.
“Just tell me what you want, Xander, “ Spike instructed. “What do you want from me?”
“I want to be close to you. I want to be your friend. I want to be able to crawl into your arms and know I’m welcome. I want…I want this,” Xander finished, placing a tentative kiss on Spike’s soft lips. “I just want this.”
Spike opened his arms and Xander moved in, molding himself to Spike and allowing the vampire to fold him in a fierce hug. Spike smiled down at the messy brown hair, and said, “ Well, pet, I can give you that. Mind if I get a bit more comfortable?”
Xander shook his head, not trusting his voice to work. He burrowed contentedly into Spike’s arms for a moment and then sat up, face peaceful. He’d meant what he said. Spike wasn’t his true love, and he was strong enough to admit it, even to himself. But, he needed the blonde in ways even he couldn’t understand. Something about Spike called to him, had for as long as they’d known each other.
Spike stood and removed his shirt and jeans, having abandoned his boots and duster the night before. Naked, he stretched, smirking at the look of lust on Xander’s face. Yeah, he might not be evil anymore but that meant sod all sometimes. He still wanted this, the look of admiration and lust. Sure, it was just for his body, but if that was what he could get, he’d take it. He’d give up on love a while ago. Wasn’t meant to be, he supposed.
“Now, pet, what was that you were saying?” Spike arched a brow. “ ‘bout you and me?”
“Mmm, “ Xander replied. “You…me…”
“Want me, Xan? Want to touch me, feel me? Take a taste?”
Xander nodded, head bobbing furiously. He crawled forward, face coming to rest just between Spike’s thighs. He rubbed himself against the cock that jutted out from a nest of sandy blonde curls, and Spike hissed. When his tongue snaked out and licked the full length, relishing the salty musky flavor of Spike’s skin, he heard a welcome groan and smiled.
Spike’s legs quivered. It had been so long since anyone had touched him at all, let alone with the sweet earnest desire Xander exhibited. He growled and pounced, pushing Xander down flat and covering him.
“Sorry, luv. You’re too bloody beautiful. Need this now, “ Spike grunted as their bodies mashed together.
Xander could only pant as Spike rubbed their cocks together, their pre-cum leaving slick slime trails. He thrust upward, whining when Spike pushed him back down. Spike growled again, the low rumbling sound sending lightening bolts of lust straight to Xander’s groin.
“No, no, no, “ Spike demanded. “Want to do this, Xanpet. Want to make you cum, feel your heat. “
He reached down, hand grabbing and fisting their pricks together. Looking down, he saw the swollen, moist head of Xander’s cock pop up between his fingers and he thrust harder. Xander’s delicious moaning and wiggling stiffened him even further, and began to fuck the boy in earnest. Roughly kissing Xander’s lips, he tasted blood and he moaned desperately.
“Now, Xander. Now, cum now, “ he begged, as his own orgasm washed over him.
The feeling of Spike’s tepid release pouring out onto his dick pushed Xander over the edge, and he shouted as he shot jets of warm thick semen, coating Spike’s hand and his own stomach. The release left him boneless, floating on a post-sex high and he relaxed, enjoying the weight of Spike’s body holding him down.
The sound of licking and slurping forced his eye open and Xander moaned, low and deep, as he watched Spike cleaned their combined juices off his hand. Spike’s long pink tongue, sucking slender fingers and pulling them inside his mouth, held Xander riveted. His cock stirred to life at the erotic show, and he was ready to resort to begging for that tongue when they heard Angel’s voice yell for Spike.
With an apologetic glance, and rough kiss, Spike threw on his jeans and bolted out the door. Xander cuddled into the pillows, surrounding himself with the scent of Spike and sex. It wasn’t love, but it was belonging and that, for now, was enough.
“That’s what I like to see, “ Xander confided. “Smiling vampire. Makes the day a bit brighter.”
Spike snorted, and rolled his eyes. The boy was cracked, and Spike decided he rather enjoyed it that way. After all, he’d be sleeping alone if Xander were in his right mind.
“Uh-oh, here comes the grumpy face. You know, I think I like the smile better, “ Xander continued, finger still roaming around the angles and planes of Spike’s face. “But the question is, how to get the smile back?”
Xander paused, seeming to consider this and then flashed a bright smile of his own. He scooted even closer to Spike, limbs tangling together and bodies meshing. Spike became aware of the warm, pulsing erection between Xander’s thighs and his body responded in kind.
“Mmm, yeah. I like that, but I was thinking of something else, “ Xander whispered, his face inches from Spike’s.
He leaned forward, and nibbled at Spike’s lips, tongue lapping and teasing. Spike groaned, and Xander’s tongue darted inside to tease and play. Spike sucked the tongue in deeper, feeling the push of Xander’s hips as the younger man thrust forward, seeking friction.
“Like that, do you? Sweet pet, want you now, “ Spike confessed, eyes hooded. “Shouldn’t, shouldn’t want you, but I do. Want to see you, touch you, taste you.”
“Please, Spike? Please, “ Xander whimpered. “I know, I know, it’s just this, just us. Nothing permanent, not love. Need you, Spike. Need this.”
“Want to give me your precious arse, pet? Let me suck on that lovely thick prick your pushing into my hip, “ Spike asked seductively.
“Yes, yes, yes, “ Xander chanted as Spike’s hand worked down his body and tugged at his full and aching sac.
“Did you…how long have you wanted this? Since when,” Spike demanded, face anxious and pinched.
“Since…” Xander gulped, “ Since that first night. You were at the school and Angel offered me up and…”
“And what, Xan? You wanted me? What did you want, pretty? Wanted the Big Bad to take you, fuck you,” Spike purred.
“Yeah, “ Xander bit back a sob as skillful fingers twirled around the sensitive head of his dick.
“Did you go home that night and wank, thinking of it? Wrap your hands around this beautiful piece and fantasize about me? What I’d feel like, buried deep inside you, fangs and cock?”
“Ungh…yes, Spike, yes. Wanted you, want you. Fucked…” Xander gasped, the finger teasing his tight hole cutting off his words.
“Fucked? Fucked who, pet?”
“After…after and you were gone, I fucked so many guys, trying to find you. Wanted…oh yeah, “ he sobbed as the finger pushed in, his body tearing slightly at the intrusion.
“Wanted to fuck me, did you? Wanted it to be my body bringing you off, clenching around you, filled up with your spunk, “ Spike asked, as he removed the finger.
“No,” Xander sighed, wiggling and relishing the burn inside him. “Wanted to find you so you could fuck me, fill me up. Wanted to be yours, just yours.”
Spike pulled back suddenly, and Xander’s one eye closed. He’d screwed it up. He hadn’t meant to admit that. But, Spike was here, touching him and he’d wanted this for so long.
“I’m sorry,” Xander whispered contritely. “I didn’t mean…I’m sorry.”
“ ‘Sokay, Xan. I just don’t want…things are different, since the soul. Demon might want what you’re offering, and I won’t say the man isn’t tempted. But, this, “ he gestured to the two of them, “ I can’t, luv. Can’t be what you want, what you need. Not quite the Big Bad anymore.”
“I know,” Xander said quietly, snuggling closer. “I’m not…I care about you. I want you. But, it isn’t…” he huffed, at a loss for how to explain himself.
“Just tell me what you want, Xander, “ Spike instructed. “What do you want from me?”
“I want to be close to you. I want to be your friend. I want to be able to crawl into your arms and know I’m welcome. I want…I want this,” Xander finished, placing a tentative kiss on Spike’s soft lips. “I just want this.”
Spike opened his arms and Xander moved in, molding himself to Spike and allowing the vampire to fold him in a fierce hug. Spike smiled down at the messy brown hair, and said, “ Well, pet, I can give you that. Mind if I get a bit more comfortable?”
Xander shook his head, not trusting his voice to work. He burrowed contentedly into Spike’s arms for a moment and then sat up, face peaceful. He’d meant what he said. Spike wasn’t his true love, and he was strong enough to admit it, even to himself. But, he needed the blonde in ways even he couldn’t understand. Something about Spike called to him, had for as long as they’d known each other.
Spike stood and removed his shirt and jeans, having abandoned his boots and duster the night before. Naked, he stretched, smirking at the look of lust on Xander’s face. Yeah, he might not be evil anymore but that meant sod all sometimes. He still wanted this, the look of admiration and lust. Sure, it was just for his body, but if that was what he could get, he’d take it. He’d give up on love a while ago. Wasn’t meant to be, he supposed.
“Now, pet, what was that you were saying?” Spike arched a brow. “ ‘bout you and me?”
“Mmm, “ Xander replied. “You…me…”
“Want me, Xan? Want to touch me, feel me? Take a taste?”
Xander nodded, head bobbing furiously. He crawled forward, face coming to rest just between Spike’s thighs. He rubbed himself against the cock that jutted out from a nest of sandy blonde curls, and Spike hissed. When his tongue snaked out and licked the full length, relishing the salty musky flavor of Spike’s skin, he heard a welcome groan and smiled.
Spike’s legs quivered. It had been so long since anyone had touched him at all, let alone with the sweet earnest desire Xander exhibited. He growled and pounced, pushing Xander down flat and covering him.
“Sorry, luv. You’re too bloody beautiful. Need this now, “ Spike grunted as their bodies mashed together.
Xander could only pant as Spike rubbed their cocks together, their pre-cum leaving slick slime trails. He thrust upward, whining when Spike pushed him back down. Spike growled again, the low rumbling sound sending lightening bolts of lust straight to Xander’s groin.
“No, no, no, “ Spike demanded. “Want to do this, Xanpet. Want to make you cum, feel your heat. “
He reached down, hand grabbing and fisting their pricks together. Looking down, he saw the swollen, moist head of Xander’s cock pop up between his fingers and he thrust harder. Xander’s delicious moaning and wiggling stiffened him even further, and began to fuck the boy in earnest. Roughly kissing Xander’s lips, he tasted blood and he moaned desperately.
“Now, Xander. Now, cum now, “ he begged, as his own orgasm washed over him.
The feeling of Spike’s tepid release pouring out onto his dick pushed Xander over the edge, and he shouted as he shot jets of warm thick semen, coating Spike’s hand and his own stomach. The release left him boneless, floating on a post-sex high and he relaxed, enjoying the weight of Spike’s body holding him down.
The sound of licking and slurping forced his eye open and Xander moaned, low and deep, as he watched Spike cleaned their combined juices off his hand. Spike’s long pink tongue, sucking slender fingers and pulling them inside his mouth, held Xander riveted. His cock stirred to life at the erotic show, and he was ready to resort to begging for that tongue when they heard Angel’s voice yell for Spike.
With an apologetic glance, and rough kiss, Spike threw on his jeans and bolted out the door. Xander cuddled into the pillows, surrounding himself with the scent of Spike and sex. It wasn’t love, but it was belonging and that, for now, was enough.
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on 2007-02-20 06:07 am (UTC)at least Spike didn't shag a girl...
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