Introductions

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Part 16

Long, slow strokes, shoring up gently against the cooler skin of his claimed before receding, leaving just the thick, seeping tip of him within that perfect tightness, that incredibly welcoming channel.

His eye stared deep into gold-flecked blue, small shuddering breaths leaving his lips as he watched his vampire's face, each shift of expression dear and memorable to him no matter how many times he'd seen them before.

"Gods, babe... you feel so good... so..." Harris shook his head, still finding it funny that he-- the author-- couldn't find the words to express just how much he felt.

Spike groaned softly, hands moving slowly, smoothly over his beloved's tanned chest, twisting rings lightly every now and again before moving on to treasure the warmth his human was so willing to share. "Bloody... hell. Luv th' way you do me, Xan... feelin' every inch of you slidin' inta me... movin' inside me. Fuck, luv... want ta keep you in me always... fillin' me so right an' good... makin' me feel so warm an' luved an'..."

He groaned again, arching against the bed even as his legs tightened around the man's waist. "Never felt whole 'til you, pet... didn't know I could..."

And that about summed it up, Harris admitted silently. He more than loved Spike. He felt like they were... one being. Designed specifically for each other, no matter how they'd hated each other at one time.

"Y-yeah, babe..." another slow, deep slide, feeling that tiny nodule within his love graze along his thick cock the entire way. "I... y-yeah..."

"Xan... bloody hell, Xan... yah... do that again..." His head pressed back hard into the pillow, fingers digging slightly into broad shoulders as he begged in tone if not in words. "Please, luv..." In words, too.

"Always, love... never gonna stop..." He repeated the motion, moving just a bit faster this time and grinning shakily as it pulled a low, keening moan from his vamp. He lowered himself fully, his chest flush against the slightly smaller, less broad chest beneath him as his arms slid between skin and sheets, his hips still moving in their slow pistoning. "Like that, babe...? Want more...?"

Arms slid fully over his human's shoulders, holding him close as the slow slide became closer, somehow deeper. Features shifted, sharp teeth scraping lightly, almost gently over the claiming scar. "Yah, pet... just like that... give me it, luv... always want you, always want more..."

"Never gonna tell you no, Spike..." Harris whispered before suddenly pulling himself fully from that perfect, slick hole. He changed his angle just a bit, ignoring the warning growl he could feel against his chest and neck, then slid forward again, his cock rubbing smoothly against his vampire's. "Want to feel you, babe... feel how hard you are for me... how much you want me in you again..."

"More than anythin'," Spike growled again, his hips rocking his dribbling shaft against his human's slick one. "Never been so hard before, luv... only for you, yah...?" He groaned as his Xan slid against him once more. "Need... need you in me again, pet... feel empty without you..."

"I'm always in you, babe," Harris murmured, opening their bond wide as he shifted back onto his knees, taking the blond with him. "Even when I'm miles away, I'm inside you..."

He sat back, legs stretched out in front of him and shifted his vampire slowly, arranging one bent knee to either side of his lap. "But that's not what you mean, is it?" His hands slid from Spike's back, drifting down to spread the rounded and toned cheeks as he wriggled his hips to get into alignment. "There, babe," he whispered, his voice catching as the tip of him found that still-slick hole again, "Never gonna let you feel empty..."

"So full, luv," Spike whispered, letting gravity do its job and feeling that wonderful cock stretch him again. He rocked slowly, still holding tight to his Xan's shoulders and back, lips brushing the man's soft neck gently. "So full of you... 's like we're one bein' all wrapped together this way..." He gasped quietly as the thick shaft inside him twitched, rubbing that special spot. "B-bloody hell..."

"Gods..." Harris moaned, his neck arching against the teeth he could just barely feel, "Love you... so much, babe..." One hand left Spike's rear, slowly maneuvering around his hip then slipping between their bodies to begin long, slow strokes at the blond's seeping, pulsing cock. "Love feeling you like this, Spike... stretched around me, holding me so tight and deep in you..." He moaned again. "Your cock is so hard, babe... so ready..."

The vampire gasped again as his beloved's hand moved up and down his turgid length then moaned loudly, feeling fingers release him to cup his sac gently. "L-luv... d-don't... I'll..." He groaned, rocking harder, faster as he felt his balls drawing up tight.

"Shhh..." Harris murmured, his own sac just as hard and tight as the one in his palm. "I want you to, love... want to feel you cum all over us... feel you milking every drop from me... want to fill you, Spike... to cum hard and deep inside you and feel your teeth in my skin... Gods, babe, I..." he almost shouted as those teeth touched his neck. "Want to taste you," he finished, thrilled by the longing groan he felt as much as heard.

And he'd never heard anything that sounded so good, Spike knew... aside from pretty much everything else his Claimed had ever said. Still, there was only one response he could make and fortunately it wasn't a long one.

"G-granted... luv..." he managed to say, even as his sharp teeth slid deep into warm, fragrant skin, driving deep to find the perfect fount of his beloved's sacred essence. His hips moved faster, harder, shifting the thick shaft almost roughly and he bellowed silently as one last nudge to his prostate combined with the sensation of drinking his Xan sent him spinning, the desire and lustful need that had pooled in his sac exploding between their bodies as his love shouted and shuddered and...

"Spike!" Harris cried, his hands on Spike's hips as he lifted him slightly then slammed him down. Blunt human teeth found cool, salt and vanilla flavored skin and he bit hard, deep... and erupted in violent, rough spurts, bathing his claimed's insides wildly.

Their position was such that they couldn't collapse; not without one of them releasing the flesh between their teeth, and as neither of them were willing they remained there for long minutes that felt like hours they were so... perfect.

Finally, though, their bodies could take no more.

Harris sighed happily, slowly pulling teeth from skin, his tongue laving the bite gently until he felt the healing start. "Gods, Spike," he whispered, hands moving lightly up and down the still-impaled vampire's spine, "That was..." He chuckled softly and shook his head.

The blond smirked, finally pulling his lips from his human. He watched the small trickles of blood until they stopped growing then ducked his head, giving slow, sensual licks to skin as he captured what had drizzled so enticingly. "Mmmm..." he purred, leaving the tanned skin clean but for the bright red of the now-healed scar, "That was US, Xan... you an' me."

His mouth found the warmer one, tongue sweeping through it wantonly and he purred more, tasting himself there. "Never goin' ta let you go, beloved... not ever." The reassurance had become habit, but that didn't mean he meant it any less.

If anything, Spike told himself, saying it so often only made it MORE true. He could no more let go of the human-- his Xander-- than he could stop drinking blood. And even at that... he'd lived without human blood before. It hadn't killed him. But being without his Claimed...? That definitely would. "Love you, pet," he whispered, kissing the man's brow. "Always," he added, pressing another soft, gentle kiss to the lid covering the empty socket.

"Always, babe," Harris echoed, pulling the man down on top of him and holding him close.

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(A/N: Thanks to TheShadowCat, DaniKitten and RedSharpie for the reviews... and there you go, guys. PORN! LOL Hope you liked and more tomorrow. *poofs*)