A Viking in L A

Part 11

Angel woke up early to find that Spike and Xander were in the kitchen. He had assumed that they would still be sleeping, God only knew what time they came back this morning. When he took in the mess they had made he wished he'd stayed in bed.

"Morning Daddy. Spike and I are making pancakes. Want some?"

"Uh, no thank you, Xander. But would you please stop calling me that?"

"Hmmm, let me think about that one. Nope! It's fun to watch you squirm."

Xander smiled at Angel and went back to stirring the batter. Spike was cleaning the flour off of the counter and picking up egg shells. He finished what he was doing and then heated some blood for Angel.

"Here you go Sire. Don't let Xan get to you too much. He gets right silly when he hasn't slept."

"You guys didn't go to bed? How come?"

"We stayed at the club 'till it closed, walked around for a bit, came back here just before sunrise. You don't want to hear what we did when we got here, then Xan decided he wanted pancakes. So here we are, making pancakes."

"How much longer are you planning to stay?"

"Looking to get rid of us?"

"No. Just curious."

"Figured we'd head back tomorrow night, Xan wants to go house hunting. He's decided that we need a new place, something with a heated pool."

"You'll never get him out of it."

"Eh, sooner or later the novelty will wear off. Not like I ain't got time to indulge him right?"

"True. I'm glad you're happy."

"Me too, thanks again Angel."

Xander finished cooking the pancakes and he and Spike sat at the table with their food. Spike drizzled blood over his while Xander preferred the traditional maple syrup approach.

"I still find that disgusting."

"Why? You're a vampire now luv, you should like it."

"I have to agree with Xander, Spike. That is disgusting."

"Oi! It's just blood. 'Sides, it's pigs blood, it tastes better when you mix it with something, or pour it on something. I wouldn't do this with human."

Xander and Angel wrinkled their noses as Spike shoved a large blood soaked bite of pancake into his mouth. Spike grinned as he chewed. It was disgusting, but well worth it to gross them out. He only started putting food in his blood in the first place to gross out the Scoobies. He picked Ruperts Wheetabix on purpose because it was the watchers favorite, and it was expensive. Yeah, he had developed a taste for it after a while but it started out just as something to annoy them all with. Maybe someday he'd tell Xander but for now it was still too much fun.

That night Spike and Xander helped Angel and Gunn take out a gang of Fyral demons that were killing people near the homeless shelter. It was a good fight, Fyrals' aren't very smart but they make up for it in strength. The three vamps and one human slaughtered their way through the group - twenty in all - and then headed back to the hotel to clean up.

Xander was still buzzing from the fight, it had been more of a challenge than he'd had before and he loved it. The pure brute strength of the demons made up for the lack of strategy. He followed Spike into the shower intending on ravishing him.

Spike knew he was in for a good hard shag after the fight, the blonde practically tore his clothes off to get into the shower. The sooner he got the blood and gore off of himself the sooner he could get back to Xander and get that shag. He heard his lover enter the bathroom and called out.

"I'm just about finished in here luv, why don't you get yer kit off and then you can clean up."

"Mmm, I have a better idea, Why don't you stay in there and I'll join you."

"Nuh uh. I'm all clean and you're all dirty. Not touching you mate, not until you get all that foul smelling shit off yerself."

Xander pouted but knew Spike was right. Fyral blood and gore was horrible smelling. He complied with his mates' wishes and stripped off and as soon as Spike exited the shower he climbed in. He adjusted the water just a little bit hotter and began scrubbing himself clean.

As soon as he was sure he had gotten all the blood and gore washed off, Xander turned off the shower and snagged a towel to dry with on his way back to the bedroom. He was looking forward to shagging his mate, or being shagged by his mate. Either way was good. Both was preferable.

Spike was stretched out on his back across the bed, naked, and slowly stroking his cock as he waited for his lover to join him. Xander never tired of watching his mate touch himself. There was something about Spike that screamed 'fucked me' and he wasn't going to argue with it.

Spike smirked as he watched the lust crazed look pass over Xanders face, he was in for one hell of a shagging and he knew it. That was the reason he was doing this after all. He knew Xander liked to watch while he pleasured himself. Course, it never took very long before Spikes hand was replaced with that of his mates.

Still wet from the shower, Xander leapt onto the bed and began kissing Spike possessively. He was so desperate to touch him, to taste him, to be in him that he was far from gentle. Spike didn't mind in the least, he liked it when Xander let the demon during sex.

Spike found himself harshly flipped onto his stomach and then puled up on all fours. He could hear Xander growling behind him and it made him harder. He wanted this, he needed it. This harsh, fast fucking was nothing like when they made love, it wasn't better, or worse, just different and good. It was being a demon at its best.

Xander bit into his finger and shoved into Spike, just barely coating him with enough blood to ease entry. He then lined himself up with his mates entrance and shoved inside. He didn't give Spike time to adjust, he just pounded him relentlessly. It was only moments before he felt Spike tense with orgasm. He heard him howl as his muscles clenched around Xanders cock, making him cum as well. Xander bit down on Spikes neck at he came. He pulled his fangs out and then roared.

"MINE!"

A muffled 'yours' was heard from the vicinity of the mattress where Xander had pushed Spikes face into while fucking him raw. Seconds later Xander found himself flat on his back with a very amorous blonde demon on top of him. It wasn't often that Spike took charge this way, he was naturally more submissive. But Xander loved it when he did. There was just something about being the focus of all that raw sexuality that really got him off.

Spike attacked Xander with a fierceness that almost scared him. Ever since the ritual, he had wanted Xander more and more. He needed to physically claim his mate, this brutal fucking was an absolute necessity. He hoped Xander was okay with it as well 'cause he didn't think he'd be able to stop from taking him if he wasn't. He doubted Xander would object, not after the brutal claiming he had just performed himself. Xander had never been that rough with Spike before. It was a treat.

Spike pushed Xanders legs up and buried himself inside his mate in one long thrust. Xander howled at the pain but it was good pain. His demon reveled in it. This was pure demonic sex. No foreplay, no softness, no consideration. Just ... Want. Take. Have. And Xander was enjoying every second of it.

Spike fucked Xander with everything in him. He had never done this before, this wild animalistic rutting. Not from this end anyway. It was glorious, being able to just let go and be the demon. He knew his mate was enjoying it as well from the look of rapture on his face. He knew that Xander hadn't been fucked like this before either.

Spike sank his fangs deeply into Xanders throat as he came. He felt Xander clench around him as he came as well. He retracted his fangs and looked into his lovers golden eyes.

"Mine!"

"Yours."

Spike kissed Xander, their fangs tore at each others lips and tongues, blood spilled between them. This might have been the first time they had coupled this way but it wouldn't be the last.