Slip Slide Melting

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Part 11

He would have complained about his brand new clothes being ripped from his body if he’d been paying that much attention. But he wasn’t.

Instead, he was focused on the hot, full lips that belonged to the tongue that was even then tangling with his own.

Of course, whatever had happened to his clothing, Xander’s had suffered a similar fate, and there were worse sacrifices, after all.

“Bloody hell,” he growled, straining against the wall as those lips pulled away from his mouth and slid teasingly over his skin, “Thought you wanted to be…” he groaned, losing the words when he felt teeth on one tight nipple.

“You did say you wanted to know what I could do with my… shaft, Spike,” Xander reminded the blond in a murmur, the words flowing softly around the tiny, tense nub of flesh between his teeth. “Changed your mind…?”

“Bloody…” Spike groaned, his spine arching to press his body closer to the brunette’s. “No… just need to adjust my thinking all sudden-like…” Not that that would be hard, he admitted silently.

“Good,” Xander rumbled, hand finding one tight thigh and pulling it up to his waist. “Adjust away… baby…”

‘He called us ‘baby’,’ the soul gasped to the demon, giving every impression of blinking madly although it had no actual eyes.

‘He wants to fuck us,’ the demon grumbled back. ‘Of course he called us ‘baby’. What the fuck else would Xander call us?’

‘He could have called us ‘whore’,’ the soul nearly whispered; ‘He knows what we’ve… done.’

‘You mean who, don’t you?’ the demon snarked back. ‘Now shut up and just… enjoy this, you fucking pussy.’

Spike groaned, ignoring the internal dialogue as he rocked roughly against the brunette man, his leg around the bloke’s waist leaving him open to the sensation of Xander’s long, thick cock brushing his own, then rubbing back and forth between his legs. “B-bloody fuck…” he stuttered.

“If that’s what you want, baby,” Xander murmured into the blond’s ear, “I can make this a really bloody fuck. Break you open all dry and tight… fuck you so hard your throat bleeds when I slam into your ass. Up to you, Spike. I’m demon enough to give you whatever you need.” He sighed then, pulling back just a bit to meet the wide gold-on-blue gaze the vampire was giving him.

“But I’d rather not,” Xander admitted slowly, “Not this first time. I spent my formative years as a human, after all, and ummmph….”

The blond growled low and rough against the soft, hot lips he’d just dragged against his own. His tongue stabbed deep and when he finally heard his boy whimper, he pulled back.

“Love how big you are, Xander… want that sodding monster splitting me open, yeah? But had enough of the hard and dry back when Sire was ‘training’ me, didn’t I?” His hands slid down, grasping tightly at the man’s buttocks and he arched against the hot flesh, groaning softly. “But I want you, pet… want you like you were still human, I do.”

And that alone was one more reason to be glad he’d agreed to Spike’s ‘friends who fuck’ scenario. It had been so long since anyone had wanted… kindness from him. The sort of kindness Spike had shown when he’d taken the rent-boy he’d thought Xander was.

“I…” Xander blushed and forced himself to step back from the so-tempting body he’d been holding between him and the wall, “Bed, Spike. You. Me. Bed… need you there if I’m gonna treat you right. It’s been… too long since I’ve touched anyone that really mattered to me…”

The vampire chuckled and let the bloke get a good three steps ahead of him, then growled and pounced, pushing the boy against the back of the couch.

“Stay,” he ordered, a wicked gleam in his eyes as he sank to his knees and gave Xander’s cock a very close look. “Bloody lovely, that looks… didn’t get enough of a taste before, and seeing as you sucked me so good, Xan, I figure you owe me the chance to do the same…”

Oh, fuck… and if Spike had phrased it any other way, Xander would have pulled the vamp to his feet and dragged him off to bed, but as it was…

‘You’re not an idiot,’ Alex chuckled, finally speaking again after quite a silent spell. ‘Let him suck you off. Come down his throat, Xander… you’re ‘friends who fuck’, after all. What’s a little come between friends? Besides. You already know what he tastes like…’

‘Stop distracting me, damn it! I want to feel this!’

Xander’s fingers tangled almost unwillingly in short, white hair, his body already moving forward and back, forward and back, his cock sliding just a bit deeper each time.

“Spike,” he groaned, knowing that looking down at the blond and seeing those pale pink lips stretched around him would be his undoing but unable to help it, “Spike… please.” He moaned, then used his ‘Magus Prime’ voice. “Stop!”

And when had Xander acquired ‘Master Voice’, Spike wondered, looking up into the brown eyes, unaware of the disappointment in his own at not getting to feel-taste-know the brunette’s flavour fully. “I… yeah, fine,” he said snarkily. “Whatever you say, Magus Prime. Want me to parade for the Judges now? Prove that I’m ‘best in show’? Or would you rather I just lay down at your feet and show you my belly?” He growled.

The brunette sighed, shaking his head. “I… that’s not what I meant, Spike. I just… shit!” He shook his head again, angry at himself suddenly. “I’m a fucking moron, okay? I wanted… Fuck. I’m not gonna last if you… do that. It’s fucking embarrassing.”

The vampire snorted and rolled his eyes. “Is that all, pet? Afraid you’ll give a poor showing?” His eyes narrowed, staring up into wide, hot eyes. “Seem to recall spilling down your throat in minutes. Took the edge off, yeah? Let me last a good long while when I opened that tight, hot ass of yours, mate. Besides,” he added a little sheepishly, “want to taste you, don’t I?”

“I’m gonna just stand here and pretend I’m not a huge idiot, okay?” Xander muttered, blushing brightly. “I guess I… fuck, I just want you so bad, Spike.”

“Can’t blame you for that, Xan,” the blond smirked, “but we’ve got all night, yeah? Unless there’s something you’re not telling me…”

Brown eyes rolled as Xander laughed. “Yes, Spike,” he deadpanned, “at midnight, I turn into a woman.”

“Right, then,” the vampire answered, equally straight-faced, “Best get on with the sucking and shagging, then.” He was fairly sure the bloke was kidding about becoming a chit at midnight, but even if he wasn’t, Spike could work with it.

“Gods,” Xander moaned as that cool, wet mouth closed over him again, “You really are best in show…”

Bloody hell, he could feel the bloke’s heartbeat in the thick vein on his tongue; feel it going faster each time he slid his lips to the base and swallowed around the spongy, seeping head, and if this was what Xander thought of as not lasting, then Spike was beginning to fear for his ass.

Then again, there were worse things… like not being where he was, he figured.

He growled softly, low and deep in his throat, and smirked around the heated flesh when the vibration earned him a loud gasp and fingers digging roughly into his hair.

‘Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck… so good…’

Alex snorted silently. ‘You’re lucky you didn’t put him off, ordering him around like that, Xander.’

‘Fuck… so fucking…’ Xander groaned wildly, hips thrusting shallowly into and out of the perfect suction. ‘Gonna… shit, he knows I’m gonna… ungggh… so fucking good…’

‘He wants you to, moron. So come. Let him drink you down, Xander. Then drag him to bed and fuck him just like you’ve been imagining for the last… what? Four hours?’

‘Shit… won’t last then, either…’

‘With your recovery time, you don’t need to. Besides, he’ll probably be flattered. Now shut up and get your mind in the game, pal!’ Alex grunted softly. ‘Fuck… he’s amazing with his mouth… can’t wait to feel you inside him…’

‘Unnngh… don’t… Gods, Alex, you were quiet for hours. Do that again.’

“S-spike!” Xander moaned, pushing the voice away, “F-fuck! Please, baby, please… h-harder… s-suck harder…”

And he could do that, Spike told himself with a purely mental grin. Hell, he could suck the boy’s brain out through his cock if he tried. He was just so used to thinking of Xander as human that he hadn’t used his full strength. Of course, since the bloke was begging and all…

His hands released the brunette’s hips, sliding behind him to grip roughly at his buttocks as he pulled the man closer, deeper, growling again before pulling back, his cheeks hollow with the degree of suction he called into play, and that was apparently just what the once-human had needed because those hips were jerking suddenly with no discernable rhythm and Xander’s fingers were coming close to snatching him bald, and the sounds… Oh, the sounds his pet was making were enough to have Spike’s cock throbbing roughly… more roughly.

One more quick, hard slide to the coarse curls; one more unneeded exhalation into them; one more reversal, tongue pressed hard against the pulsing vein, and…

“G-gods! Spike! Y-yessssssss…” Xander howled, shaking roughly as his sac drew higher still, becoming painfully hard before pulsing and releasing harsh, nearly violent spurts through his shaft and into the wanton, welcoming coolness of his vampire’s mouth and throat.

If he’d needed to breathe, he would have been shit out of luck. Fortunately, he didn’t need to because there was no way he would have been willing to pass up this experience, this… intimacy. His bloke exploding deep in his throat, those thick, hot fingers pressed hard to his skull; the solid, toned body arching against him… his own fingers buried deep in the muscular cheeks of Xander’s ass.

Yeah, this was just about perfect and would only get better, Spike figured.

He purred softly, tongue laving lightly over the spongy head, dipping into the tiny slit to gather the last few sporadic dribbles of rich spunk as Xander panted above him.

Finally he pulled away, letting the slightly softened shaft slip from his lips and he found himself chuckling as he gazed up and met heavy-lidded eyes. “So, pet. Was it good for you, too?”

“Oh… fuck,” Xander groaned, somehow forcing his fingers to release now-crimped blond locks and find slender but strong shoulders. “Get up here and kiss me, Spike. I… shit, I love your mouth…”

He followed the almost gentle tugging at his arms and rose from his knees, pressing himself close to the so-warm body before him. His own hands rubbed small circles on the undoubtedly bruised ass cheeks as he tilted his head up a bare inch or so, lips finding his bloke’s in a languid but still yearning kiss.

Brown eyes closed again as tongues met and tangled, full lips stretching as he and Spike tried to crawl inside each other from the mouth down, it seemed. He felt the blond’s seeping shaft against his skin, felt the slick smears painting him and moaned deeply. “Gods, baby. So good for me… so good to me, I…”

And again, Spike smirked, rocking his hips lightly against the tanned form in his arms. “Bed, luv? Or did you want to just bend me over the back of the couch instead?”

‘He is so taunting you, Xander,’ Alex murmured, his ‘voice’ sounding as breathless as Xander felt.

‘No shit, Sherlock. Now shut the fuck up and stop reminding me you’re there!’ Xander replied irritably, Spike’s words creating the most wonderful visions in his head.

“Urrrgh…” he mumbled, his hands sliding down the blond’s spine to cup his toned ass, pulling him closer while his own shaft responded to the heavy, hard one pressed against it, “I don’t think my legs would hold me up that long, baby… I think you sucked all the strength out of them.”

The vampire grinned wickedly and leaned in for another kiss, moaning softly as his bid was met, matched and exceeded. Bloody hell, the bloke could kiss! And somehow… Spike got the feeling that Xander didn’t get the chance to do it very often. Or not like this, anyway.

‘We will have to work on that, then,’ his soul murmured. ‘It wouldn’t be right or proper to deny him the chance to use such skill.’

The demon snorted. ‘Fine. As long as there’s sex involved, too.’

“Bed, pet… now, yeah?” Spike whispered against the hot, full lips. “Can’t have you falling over while you’re shagging me, right? Might put a stop to things at exactly the wrong moment.”

Xander found himself laughing then. “Any time we have to stop is the wrong moment, Spike… but you’re right. Bed. Us. Lube.” He smirked into surprised blue eyes then pushed the vampire away before grabbing his hand and pulling him towards the bedroom. “Gonna do you so good, Spike,” he muttered wickedly. “Fuck, baby, I’m gonna bury myself so deep in you… come so hard… so many, many times…”

And his cock was leaking even more, the earlier dribbles of nearly clear fluid becoming a steady stream that dripped down the hard flesh to the crease of his thigh and from there down lightly haired skin to his knee. “Bloody fucking hell, Xan. Prove it! Show me!”

“Oh, don’t worry, Spike… I’m gonna show you. I’m gonna show you so much and so many times that you’ll be walking bowlegged for days… even with that vampire healing.”

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tbc... in a few days...