Healing

Part 15


Once they were inside and the door was locked, Spike pulled Xander into his arms and held him. Xander wrapped his arms around Spike and rested his chin on top of the shorter mans head.

"Spike?"

"Mmm?"

"What exactly does Dawn know?"

Spike pulled back and smiled.

"Smart little chit that one is, might have been made from the slayer's blood, but she got her brains from someone else."

"So she knows about us?"

"Figured it out, she did. You know I can't lie to her, sorry."

"Don't be, I'm not mad. I don't care who knows, I'm not ashamed of you."

Spike burrowed his head back into Xander’s chest. He was so overcome by that last statement. Xander tried to get him to look at him but Spike refused.

"Hey, look at me. You thought I'd be ashamed?"

"Xan. Don't okay, just don't."

"Why?"

"'Cause if you keep saying things like that you're gonna make me cry."

"So now isn't a good time to tell you I love you, then?"

Spike stiffened in Xander’s arms, he couldn't possibly have heard that right. There was no way that Xander just admitted to loving him, Spike, a vampire! It wasn't possible. He didn't have that kind of luck.

"I do, you know. Love you that is. I'm sorry if you don't want to hear it, but I needed to say it."

That time Spike knew he had heard him correctly. He had to stop himself from bouncing around the room and shouting "yes", instead he pressed Xander back against the door and kissed the hell out of him.

When he pulled away, Spike had tear tracks running down his face and a sappy grin. Xander looked at him and smiled.

"You okay?"

"M'fine pet. Did you mean that?"

"Every word. Is that okay?"

"Okay!? Okay? It's bleedin wonderful!"

Spike kissed Xander again.

"I love you too, Xander. And I'm not just saying it 'cause you did. I do."

"So, we love each other? That's good right?"

"Right."

"Can I kiss you again?"

"Yes, definitely. And more."

Xander followed Spike into the living room to the couch. It was a boundary they had set early on, no make-out sessions in bed. As Spike pushed him down onto the couch Xander pulled him down on top of him and held him there.

"You sure about this?"

"Yes."

"We don't have to."

"I want to."

"Okay, as far as you want. Only as far as you want."

"Thank you."

"Kiss me?"

Spike growled and dove at Xander’s mouth. The kiss was fierce, passionate and possessive. Xander responded enthusiastically. He ran his hands down the length of Spike's back and grabbed his ass. He pulled Spikes groin in hard contact with his own. Both men moaned appreciatively.

Spike pulled away just long enough to pull his shirt off over his head. When Xander couldn't sit up enough to remove his, Spike tore it down the middle and then went back to kissing him. The feel of Xander’s warm skin against his cool skin, his hardness pressed against his own and the taste of him was overriding any thoughts of borders or insecurities. He wanted Xander naked, and now!

"Gods, Xan! Want you, want you so bloody much."

"Have me, take me. Anything. Please."

Spike grabbed the fastenings of Xander’s pants and ripped them open before doing the same to his own. Xander helped to get both their pants down as far as he could before Spike was on him again.

Spike moved like a man possessed, which technically he was. He ground himself against Xander as he licked kissed and sucked his way from Xander’s mouth to his throat.

Xander lunged up and met each of Spike's thrusts. He grabbed Spike's butt and pulled him tighter against him as he continued to thrust madly. He was close, so very close. He felt Spike shift features against his neck, he wanted the bite, really wanted the bite. He knew Spike couldn't, not yet anyway, but when Spike scraped his fangs ever so lightly across his throat, that was it. Xander came with a guttural scream that almost sounded inhuman.

Spike knew Xander was close, Hell he was close as well. He wanted to bite Xander, wanted to claim him. He knew he couldn't, but he couldn't help shifting to his vampiric visage. He expected Xander to tense up, maybe even panic. But Xander just tilted his head to give him better access. Spike almost came right then. He scraped his fangs lightly across Xander’s throat and felt Xander tense. The scream that erupted from his lover had nothing to do with fear and everything to do with passion. Xander came, and Spike followed right after him, howling his completion.

They lay together for some time just basking in the feel of each other. It was almost perfect.

"Spike, we're gonna stick together if we don't clean up."

"Don't care. Comfy."

"You'll care when you try to move and your hair gets tugged. Trust me."

"Fine, bloody mood killer you are."

"You'll thank me later."

Spike shifted off Xander and let him get up. Xander kicked his pants the rest of the way off and wandered off in search of a wet cloth. Spike lay on the couch admiring the view.

When Xander came back he was still naked but had cleaned himself off. He tossed a wet washcloth to spike and went to the kitchen. When he came back Spike was also clean and very much naked as well. Xander sat down beside him and handed him a beer.

"You okay?"

"Yeah. That was good. Very good."

"It was."

"So we can do that again yeah?"

"Oh yeah. There are a lot of things we can do with out actually having sex."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah."

"Show me?"

"Now?"

"No, not now ya pillock. You're human remember, recovery time?"

"I dated Anya remember? Walking, talking, orgasm machine here, buddy."

Spike raised one eyebrow and leered at Xander.

"Remind me ta thank demon-girl if I ever see her again."

"Yeah, that'll happen. My ex and the love of my life in the same room? Nuh uh!"

Spike laughed and pulled Xander into his arms.

"So you still wanna?"

"Nah pet, save something for later eh?"

"Okay."

They cuddled on the couch, not really watching TV, and enjoying the feel of their naked bodies curled around each other. Xander made sure to put Spike behind him so that there would be no reason to worry about freaking him out. Spike took advantage of his situation by continuously running his hands across the expanse of Xander’s chest, pinching at his nipples, and teasing around his bellybutton.

Xander lay there, eyes closed and completely relaxed. He was thoroughly enjoying Spike's exploration of his body. He only hoped he might explore a little lower, and soon.

Spike was enjoying himself, touching Xander however he pleased. The fact that Xander was just lying there, relaxed and allowing him to do so was a testament of how he felt about him. Spike was sure, had the tables been turned, he'd have pounced on him long before now. He trailed his hand lower and lightly ran a finger up the underside of Xander’s cock. He wasn't surprised to find him hard and leaking.

Xander moaned when he felt the first caress of Spike's finger tip on his cock. He tilted his head back and sighed when Spike's cool hand cupped his balls, rolling them gently. He lifted one leg and bent it forward to give Spike access to everything. If his lover wanted to touch him he wasn't going to stop him.

Spike groaned at the trust Xander had given him by opening up to him like that. It was more than he'd ever thought possible. He was hesitant to continue his explorations in that direction but remembering the look of bliss on Xander’s face the night he had shagged him, encouraged him to continue. Trailing his fingers very lightly, he caressed the skin just behind Xander’s balls. The gasp of pleasure encouraged him and he moved farther back.

Xander had to stop himself from thrusting back on the single questing finger that was tracing his hole. He wanted Spike inside him so badly, but knew he couldn't push. This had to be for Spike, whatever he wanted, anything he wanted, Xander would give him.

"This okay, luv?"

The husky voice in his ear was such a turn on Xander could barely think let alone answer.

"God yes!"

Spike chuckled.

"You want more?"

"Please!"

Did he sound as desperate as he thought he had? He must have because he felt the cool finger work it's way inside of him. Xander groaned at the sensation of it.

Spike wriggled his finger around until he brushed something that made Xander freeze up.

"Xan? You okay?"

Spike was afraid he'd hurt his love, he went to withdraw his finger when Xander stopped him.

"No, don't stop. Do that again. Please?"

It was the voice that convinced Spike that Xander was enjoying this so he continued. He found the spot he had touched before and did it again. Xander groaned and thrust back against him. Spike grinned, this was obviously feeling pretty good for Xander. He wanted to touch him more, so with his other hand he began to stroke Xander’s swollen cock.

Xander was in a state of constant bliss. Spike was stroking his prostate continuously, and now was stroking his cock as well. He knew he was going to cum if he kept this up.

"Gods, Spike. Gonna cum if you keep doing this. Feels so fuckin' good!"

"That's the idea, luv. I wanna watch you cum, see you explode in pleasure. You look so hot, all flush and needy. You have no idea how much I want to fuck you right now, how much I want to sheath myself in that hot, tight, body; make you beg for my touch. Do you want me Xander? Want me to fuck you?"

"Yes, God yes!"

"Too bad, I'm not going to. I'll touch you, but I won't fuck you, not tonight. Gonna make you wait for my cock, Xander. All you get tonight is my hands."

The words, spoken low and roughly in his ear were too much, Xander threw his head back and screamed as he came. Spike watched him hungrily, regretting his decision to make him wait, he was so hard it was starting to hurt.

As soon as Xander recovered from his orgasm, he turned toward Spike and devoured his mouth in a hungry kiss. He could feel Spike's erection grinding against him. He wanted to taste him again, had been wanting to for weeks now. He kissed his way down Spikes body, shifting him so that he was on his back. When he reached his goal he stopped and looked up into the yellow eyes of his lover.

"Can I?"

Spike merely growled and thrust up toward his mouth in response. Xander was impressed that he had brought Spike to the point of incoherency. He licked the tip of Spike's cock earning himself an appreciative growl from the vampire. He decided not to tease Spike, not tonight when he was already this far gone. So he sucked him in, bobbing his head up and down while massaging his balls with one hand.

Spike dug his hands into Xander’s hair and held on to him as his brains were sucked out through his cock. He'd have to learn how to do this, it was fuckin' incredible. When he felt Xander’s warm hand on his sac, he knew he was lost. He removed his hands from Xander’s hair, grabbed the sofa cushion underneath him, threw his head back and came with a roar.

Xander swallowed every drop and then licked his lover clean. He looked to see Spike had shifted back. Blue eyes full of love and wonder watched him crawl up towards him and lay across his chest. Spike's arms came around him and held him tight.

"I love you, Xander."

"I love you too, Spike."

"Bed now?"

"Gods yes, I'm so exhausted I don't think I can walk."

Xander squealed as he was picked up and carried to bed by his lover. Vampire strength was definitely a plus.