Where? When? Gah!

Title: Where? When? Gah!
Author: Margie
Rating: NC-17 (for the naughty sex parts)
Pairing: X/S
Spoilers: A wee bit through S5 with the whole Glory fiasco.

Summary: This is a sequel to my fic Who? What? Huh? It is also an
answer to another Scorpio Challenge
(http://members.tripod.com/sentinel-cat/Scorpio/id207.htm) this time
called Mess with Spike. The terms of the challenge will be detailed at
the end of the fic. Basically Willow tries to cure Tara's insanity by
making her forget the "moment insanity descended". Spike gets hit
with it and forgets that he was ever turned!

Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Joss owns it all damn him!
Feedback: Yes please! margaritagomez1@msn.com
Archive: If you want it just email me to tell me where it's going. It will
eventually be on my own website when I get the chance to update
(www.angelfire.com/indie/margarks/index.html)

Author's Note: This is a little more angsty than my first fic given that
poor Xander has to deal with a Spike that has forgotten that he loves
him! Poor baby! (And the fact that Glory is around) But there are still
a few laughs mixed in - I hope ;)

Oh Yeah - this fic takes place approx. 2 years after Who? What?
Huh? Xander finally moved out of the basement, but moved in with
Spike instead of Anya of course.

***

Chapter 1 - The Plan (NC-17)

Xander was spending a lazy Sunday afternoon with his lover. They
had just woken up and were now finishing up their make shift
breakfast.

He stopped for a moment to watch as Spike emptied the dishwasher.
He was only wearing a pair of boxers so every time he reached down
for a clean plate and then reached up to place it in a cabinet Xander
could admire his muscles bunching and contracting.

"If you want this place clean before the witches arrive you better stop
staring at me like that luv." Spike said without turning around.

Xander grinned and stood. He too was only in a pair of boxers
making his arousal difficult to miss. He stepped up behind Spike and
pressed his entire length against him as he wrapped his arms around
Spike's waist. He placed his chin on Spike's shoulder and leaned in
to whisper in his ear.

"I think it's clean enough." He replied just before biting down on
Spike's lobe.

Spike groaned and pushed back to grind himself against Xander's
erection. He could feel the hard pulse of his lover's cock nestled in
between his arse cheeks. His own cock responding with a twitch and
throb.

Xander's hands moved up from his waist to find and circle each of
Spike's nipples. He took one and began to pinch and roll it, while his
mouth trailed wet circles along Spike's sensitive neck.

Spike's head lolled to the side, giving his lover more access. He
groaned and closed his eyes as the sensations rolled over him.

"Xan! Fuck, I love you!" Spike cried as Xander twisted his nipple
mercilessly. His hips thrusting involuntarily forward and back against
Xan's cock.

"You love me, or you love what I do to you?" Xander teased.

"Both luv." He grinned and spun in his lover's arms, causing their
erections to rub against one another. Both men groaned and thrust
forward seeking more contact.

Spike leaned in to capture Xander's lips with his own. He licked at
Xander's bottom lip asking for permission to enter. Xander opened
obligingly and Spike dove in thrusting his tongue out to trace Xander's
top teeth. Xander moaned around their dueling tongues. He could
feel the rasp of Spike's taste buds rubbing roughly against his own.

He could feel Spike's cool hands wandering down his body. The
muscles in his abdomen clenching as Spike traced the contours
there.

When he reached Xander's waistband he moved down swiftly to
squeeze Xander's hard cock through the rough material before
reng bng back up to pull the offending garment off.

They pulled apart to allow Xander a breath. "Bedroom. Now."
Xander tugged off the last of Spike's clothing as they made their way
toward their shared room. Once their Xander shoved Spike onto the
bed where he splayed himself out with legs spread wantonly and
arms held above his head as if bound.

Xander bit his lip trying to stifle the groan at the picture his lover
created. He often teased Spike about the way that sex clung to the
vampire almost leaking from every pore of his being. In moments like
this Xander knew that it was more than just a tease, it was genuine.

Slowly he crawled up his lover's body stopping here and there to lick
or bite an irresistible spot of flesh. When he reached his lover's face
he looked down to see Spike's crystal blue eyes were flashing yellow
and his unneeded breath was coming out in short shallow pants.

Suddenly Spike reared up and flipped Xander so that their positions
were reversed. He went to work on Xan's neck, nibbling and licking
at the bite mark there. Xander moaned arching into the touch, his
dick pulsing with each lick.

"Please Spike!" Xander cried. He could feel his cock dripping with
pre-cum. He ached for more friction to ease the painful member.

"Please what luv?" Spike murmured as he traveled down his lover's
hard body.

When he reached Xan's groin he looked up with an evil smirk. "Did
you need something luv?" He stopped short his lips barely grazing
the head of Xander's cock. Xander moaned and thrust up wildly, but
Spike was too fast.

"Please..." Xander begged. He opened his eyes to lever Spike with a
desire filled chocolate gaze. "Suck me."

Spike shuddered then swooped down and took all of Xander in one
swallow. Xander cried out, his hands flying up to wrap the headboard
in white knuckled fists. His hips thrust up rhythmically, as Spike lifted
up and then slammed back down to swallow him down to the root.

Spike nuzzled his nose in Xander's crisp curls. Just feeling the hot
pulse of blood through Xan's cock. He slowed his rhythm. Letting his
tongue slide along the length feeling for every vein and ridge. On
each upward stroke he pulled his mouth almost completely free of the
straining erection.

Xander was babbling incoherently, unable to form complete thoughts
with Spike's cool mouth lapping at him. When Spike's tongue stroked
out to slide into his sensitive slit, Xander felt his balls tighten and draw
up. His hands came off the headboard and reached down to thread
their way through Spike's soft curls.

"Spike! Fuck, I'm cumming!" He managed to warn right before he
shot down Spike's throat. He could feel the muscles tighten around
his dick as Spike swallowed automatically. His body slumping as the
last of his ropy semen spurted into his lover's waiting mouth.

Spike made his way back up Xan's body. He smirked at the sated
look that met him. When Xander's eyes opened to meet his, he
leaned down and languidly kissed the boy's parted lips.

They continued to kiss and pet each other, until Spike could no longer
stand it. He began to thrust against Xander's hip letting his pre-
ejaculate cover the area there. The sweet slide of flesh against wet
flesh made him groan. "Xan luv...ungh...want you." He punctuated
his words with ponatonate kisses.

"Yes." Xander moaned into his lover's mouth. "Take me Spike."

Spike reached down and grabbed hold of Xander's right leg. He
hoisted it up until it rested on his shoulder. Taking Xander's other leg
to wrap it securely around his waist he positioned himself at Xander's
entrance.

Grabbing the lube he slicked both his hand and his cock at the same
time. Reaching down he kissed Xander once again as he pushed
one finger into Xan's puckered opening. As their tongues played,
Spike slipped in a second finger sliding them both in, out and around
until he could feel Xander's muscles relax.

He had just the tip of his third finger inserted when Xander pulled
roughly away from his mouth. "Take me Spike!" He demanded.
"Don't need anymore." He pulled at Spike's hands until his fingers
were free. "Just need you." He punctuated this last thought by
plunging his tongue back into Spike's open mouth.

Spike groaned, aligning himself up with Xander's hole. He pushed in
slowly feeling the ring of muscles squeeze in resistance. When the
tip of his mushroom head finally breached the circle they both
groaned. Spike stopped wanting to give him time to adjust, but
Xander couldn't resist bearing down and taking another inch in.

His cock was half hard again, the feel of Spike filling him making it
impossible to stay flaccid. Spike continued to push in slowly until he
was fully sheathed within his lover. He leaned down careful not to
press too much weight on to Xan as he took the scarred bite mark
into his mouth and sucked. Xander's erection twitched to full
hardness.

"Yeah...oh god!"

Spike took that as his cue to begin slamming into Xander, his hips
pistoning at high speed. He could smell the salty sweat as it dripped
off Xander's body, and it made him even harder. It made his mouth
water at the thought of licking his lover's body all over.

"Touch yourself Xan." Spike ordered as he felt his climax
approaching.

Obediently Xander reached down and grasped his erection in a loose
fist. He began to pump in time with Spike's thrust, groaning every
time his prostate was stimulated. He groaned at the slight pain as he
rubbed the flesh encasing his over-stimulated cock.

At the sight of Xander's self-pleasuring Spike could feel his balls draw
up. Hntednted to make sure Xander came so he shifted to support
himself one handed. His other hand came around to grab one of
Xander's nipples and twist painfully. He was rewarded as Xander's
eyes rolled to the back of his head and his cum shot out to coat
Spike's pale chest. Howling his own pleasure Spike let loose.

They lay together, limbs entwined as they came down from their
sexual high.

"Love you." Xander murmured as he snuggled in closer to Spike's
chest.

Spike kissed the top of Xander's head and murmured a quiet reply,
"Love you too Xan."

He still couldn't quite believe that his unlife had taken such a sharp
turn. If anyone had asked him two years ago if he and the whelp
would be shacking up, he'd have laughed his arse off.

It was Red's spell that had done it though. He and Xander had been
at each other's throats for weeks when suddenly they'd been tossed
into each other's bodies, each having to cope with beihe ohe other
person. It had given them both a chance to learn a little about the
other person. Xander learned exactly what it was like to live with a
chip and the blood lust, and Spike had learned exactly where
Xander's zeppo image stemmed from.

He sighed and wrapped his arm more securely around his lover. He
supposed he owed the witch some for his current state. He hated
being around her when she was performing the mojo, but she did
deserve something for what she'd given him. For that he would be
willing to at l lis listen to what she was planning.

***

At around 5pm Xander woke to find himself trapped in his lover's cool
embrace. He smiled and reached up to kiss Spike on the chin,
nudging him awake.

"Come on sleepy head! The girls are going to be here any minute."
Xander scrambled off the bed searching for his jeans and a less
rumpled t-shirt.

"Told ya, it was either sex or a clean apartment. You chose sex."
Spike grumbled and rolled back over onto his side. andeander laughed and smacked Spike on his bare ass, causing the
vamp to yelp. "Come on! We still have a few minutes to do a quick
sweep." Xander shuffled out of the way as Spike tried to grab him.

He could hear a mumbled, "Demanding whelp!" as he walked out into
the living room. He grinned and began to gather the newspaper and
other odds and ends to stack them neatly on the coffee table.

They were in the kitchen cleaning up the last of their breakfast dishes
and stealing a few kisses along the way, when the doorbell chimed.
Xander opened it to reveal Willow and Tara. The red witch holding
the blonde by the arm and cooing soft words of love and comfort at
her.

Xander's light mood vanished as he gazed at his longtime friend and
her lover. His heart ached to think that it could just as easily have
been his lover, if not for the fact that he was "tainted" as Glory put it.
As it was, Spike had been tortured and nearly beaten to death at the
hands of the hell goddess.

"Come on in Wills. Tara." Xander gestured them both into the living
room.

Willow led Tara to the sofa and sat her down, taking the seat beside
her. She waited until both Spike and Xander had joined them before
beginning.

"I have an idea. To help Tara I mean." She began tentatively.
"There's a spell that I know. I thihat hat I can modify it a little so that it
can help." She stole a glance at the girl beside her.

Tara was sitting peacefully, playing with a strand of her hair. She had
a soft smile on her face and it made Willow's heart ache. She knew
that there was no more intelligence behind that smile. At least if there
was, it was trapped behind an impenetrable wall. And wasn't that a
horrific idea? What if underneath all the madness Tara was there,
screaming to get out? Goddess she needed to help her!

"It will make her forget." At the confused looks she continued.
"Forget what Glory did to her. Forget that she's lost her mind. I think
it might bring her back." Willow said that last part quietly, with more
than just a little hope.

"I don't know Will. What if it goes wrong? Or what if it doesn't do
anything at all?" Xander reached out to grab a hold of his best
friend's hand. "I don't want you to be disappointed."

"I'll take that chance. What's a little disappointment? It's a chance to
bring her back, and I can't just walk away from that." Willow pled,
turning her puppy dog eyes on them both. "Would you, if it were
Spike? Or Xander?" She turned to question each of them.

"I'd risk anything for Xan."

"I'd risk anything for Spike."

They both spoke at once. They turned to give soft smiles to each
other before returning to Willow's earnest stare.

"What about the spell itself? You said you'd have to change it
somehow?" Spike asked, wary of the implications.

"I know it sounds dangerous, but it's not really. I just have to change
the focus from general memories to a specific moment in time. The
moment that insanity descended." Willow explained.

Spike sighed. Willow was right. They couldn't leave Tara as she
was. And if this had happened to his Xanpet, he wouldn't think tw
ab
about the risks. He nodded once, reaching out to grasp Xander's free
hand in his own. "We'll help." He answered for them both.