Kindness, Love, and Acceptance

Part 10

Spike kissed Xander, soft kisses that spoke volumes about his love for him. He felt Xander's hands come up, fingers diggintointo his scalp as he threaded them through his hair, bringing their mouths together more forcefully. Spike went willingly, more than happy to give Xander everything he desired.

He was still worried though; some small part of him was afraid that he'd do or say something to screw this up. Again. Xander seemed to sense this and shook his head slightly. "Don't, Spike; don’t think. Just make love to me. Please?"

Spike's eyes widened in lust, imagining what it would feel like to be inside Xander, to feel his blood-warmed flesh pulsing around him. He nodded his assent, unable to form coherent words. He rolled off Xander, feeling instantly cold and alone as he rummaged through their nightstand for lubricant. He wanted to make sure it was good for Xander; he knew that this was the first time he would ever have a man's penis inside him. Oh, they had messed around before, and Xander seemed to enjoy having Spike's fingers inside him, massaging his prostate as he swallowed his cock; but this was different.

With the lube in hand, Spike returned to his lover’s side and kissed him again. He was desperate to do this, to feel his lover from the inside, to finally mark him as his own; but he was so worked up just thinking about it he was afraid he would cum as soon as he entered him.

Xander moaned into the kiss and rolled onto his back, bring Spike with him so that the vampire blanketed his overheated body. He wrapped his arms around him tightly and spread his legs wide, allowing Spike's hips to settle between them. Twin columns of flesh ground together making both men gasp in delight and begin rocking their hips into one another.

Spike deftly flipped open the bottle of lubricant and lifted himself into a kneeling position. He poured a small amount on top of his fingers and gently traced one over and around Xander's pucker. He greedily watched his lover’s face for every reaction his touch brought forth. Finally, when Xander was pushing against him in a completely wanton manner, he pushed the finger inside.

Xander sighed in pleasure as he felt the slight burn of being breached. He loved the way Spike's hands felt on his body, how his fingers felt inside of him. He couldn't wait to know how it would feel when his lover finally took him. "Spike, please, oh God please more; I need more, please, in me, inmeinmeinmeinme."

"Shhhh, luv. Relax, I'll take care of you." Spike leaned over Xander's body and kissed him even as he slid a second finger into his tight channel and began scissoring his fingers apart. He added a third and twisted his fingers until he found Xander's sweet spot. He held on for the ride as Xander bucked wildly beneath him and moaned into his mouth.

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In the other room, Connor heard the sounds of their lovemaking and hung his head. He could well remember the way Xander's hands had felt on his skin, how soft his lips had felt against his, and how he had made him scream in ecstasy as he took him like a beast. He felt his eyes fill with unwanted tears and he dashed them away. He had no right to weep. Xander and Spike were in love; they belonged to each other in a way he had never belonged to anyone. With that thought in mind, Connor retired to his room. Tomorrow he would leave Sunnydale. He didn't know where he would go, but it had to be better than going back to L.A. and seeing Cordelia and his father together, or staying here and watching Xander and Spike.

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Xander canted his hips and spread his legs wide. He wanted Spike inside of him, and he wanted him there now. Spike moaned at the obvious yet wordless request. He wanted nothing more than to sink into this man and feel his muscles clenching around him. He wanted to look into his eyes and watch as he filled him. See them roll back into his head as he pounded into him over and over. But first times were easier from behind.

"Xan, love, I'm going to roll you over now; it'll be easier on you." Xander shook his head from side to side. He wanted to be face-to-face, to see Spike as he was taken for the first time. He wanted Spike to see him, to know it was him. Only him. "No. Need to see you. Please, Spike, make love to me."

Spike bit his tongue to keep from crying. He knew there was more to the request than Xander needing to see him. Xander wanted to be seen. To be recognised, to make sure Spike knew who he was making love to. He wondered if he would ever be able to make up to the man what he had done. "Okay, love. If that's what's you want."

"It is. I love you."

"I love you too, Xan."

Spike kissed Xander sweetly and pulled his legs up and over his shoulders. "Deep breath, love; let it out slowly and push down against me, okay?" Xander nodded and did as his lover instructed. His eyes widened in surprise at the feeling of having Spike's cock driven into him. It was beyond anything he had ever imagined; he felt so close to the vampire at that moment, as though they were one being. Spike stilled once he was fully encased, and Xander panted and wriggled around until the slight discomfort he felt diminished. Then Spike began to move and his whole world shattered around him.

Spike fought back the emergence of his true face as he made love to his Xander, his boy. He wanted to make this last, to make it so good for Xander he'd never want to be away from him, never even think of replacing him. Unfortunately, that wasn't going to happen. Not this time, not when he was so overcome by the feel of Xander's hot, tight channel fluttering around him, his breathy moans of pleasure echoing in his ears, his fingernails raking grooves into his back.

Xander saw how Spike struggled to remain in his human face, how he had bitten into his lip and drawn blood in his efforts. He loved him for trying to spare him, but he knew who and what was in his bed, in his body; he reached out a shaky hand and caressed his lover’s face. "Let it go, Spike. Let me see you."

Spike's demon face came to the surface accompanied by a roar of satisfaction. He kissed Xander, careful of his fangs, and then sped up the pace. He shifted his weight onto one arm and used his free hand to stroke Xander as he made sure to stimulate the man’s prostate on almost every thrust.

Xander cried out as his body reacted to the double assault. He whimpered and moaned as he was driven to the very edge and held there. "Spike, please!" Xander cried out, not knowing what it was he needed, just knowing he needed something... more to push him over the edge into oblivion.

Spike struck without thinking, sinking his fangs deeply into the tanned skin of Xander’s shoulder. He swallowed the sweet hot blood that filled his mouth, feeling Xander tense as he screamed and spilled beneath him. He savoured the taste of the rich orgasm-laced blood and continued to lick at the seeping punctures as he shuddered through his own climax.

Spike carefully withdrew his softened member from Xander's body and rolled off to the side of him. He looked carefully at the wound he had put on the man's shoulder and instantly felt regret. "I'm so sorry, love. I didn't mean to; I never want to hurt you."

Xander rolled onto his side and laughed softly at the repentant vampire lying next to him. "Spike, I liked it. Hell, I really liked it. Couldn't you tell from the screaming and the cumming?" He watched as the realisation dawned on his lover and Spike sighed in relief. Xander gathered the man in his arms and kissed him softly. "Thank you. That was... I don't have the words. You made me feel so wonderful. I love you so much."

Spike snuggled deeper into Xander's embrace and sighed in contentment. Xander gently pushed him away and sat up. "We need to clean up a bit, and then I think we need to talk." Spike sat up as well and looked at Xander in confusion.

"About what, love?"

"About Connor, and what we're going to do about our mutual attraction for him."

Spike shrugged his shoulders and stood. He stretched lazily, knowing that Xander's eyes were watching him with renewed appreciation. "Pretty simple solution, Xander. We seduce the boy and keep him here. You want him, I want him; it's obvious he wants you, and if that kiss meant anything at all, he fancies me at least a little. I can work with that."

Xander smiled and shook his head fondly at his lover. "You know this doesn't change how I feel about you, right?" Spike smiled and nodded his head. "Good. Come on; let’s get cleaned up and get some sleep. We'll need it if we're going to be convincing."

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