The Viking Hunter

Part 18

After a fantastic round of oral sex in the shower, Spike and Xander were dressed, packed and headed back to the apartment. Xander had let the staff go with bonuses for being terminated without notice, two of the girls, his favorites, insisted on his feeding from them before he left. They had witnessed the fight outback and knew that he would be run down and hungry. Spike watched Xander feed with anewed arousal.

"Spike, I know what your thinking, I can smell you now you know."

"Well what the fuck do you expect, I watch you bite those girls, something I haven't been able to do in far too long, and I'm expected not to want to shag you into the middle of next week?"

"Is it that different? Feeding from bags instead of people. Aside from the biting thing that is."

"Bloody right it is! Even when I can get human blood, it's stale, almost bland, never quite the right temperature no matter how long I've been practicing heating it. Just you wait mate, you'll see."

"I guess I will won't I? I kind of forgot, I got used to being offered. Maybe I shouldn't have fired the staff."

"Like your mates would allow you to go around snacking on people, even if they were offering and being paid for it. Look how well the slayer took it when Captain Cardboard was whoring himself out to the locals."

"True, let's dump this stuff back at my apartment and I'll buy you a beer somewhere."

"Sounds good."

Xander and Spike dropped by the apartment before heading out to Willy's. At this time of the night in Sunnydale nothing else was open. Xander slung his arm over Spike's shoulder and pressed a kiss to his lips as they walked in the door. Every demon in the place took notice of Spike's new companion and those that had heightened senses new exactly how close the two men were.

Spike wondered if Xander knew what he was doing, kissing him in public in front of a bar full of demons. His chipped status and working with the slayer had done serious harm to his reputation and any demon looking to make a name for himself would try and stake him. Whole groups of them sometimes. Xander's casual embrace was a public display of ownership in demon circles, whether the boy knew exactly what he was projecting, he wasn't sure. The combined smell of the two of them, the bite marks and now the public display of affection showed them as being a mated pair. Only a fool would go after the mate of someone as strong as Xander.

Spike grinned and sat himself at the bar. He could do far worse than having Xander Harris for a mate. He was shaping up to be one hell of a vampire. He fought well, shagged like a demon, which he was, and had quite a bit of dosh put away. Not to mention that he was the strongest vampire in Sunnydale, all of California and possibly even the whole damn country. Most of the old ones lived in Europe and Asia. He would explain things to Xander later, maybe.

"Hey kid, you're back. Sorry about what happened tonight. Tough break."

"Yeah thanks, gimme a couple of beers."

"No problem. You want anything else, let me know."

"I'll do that."

A few beers later and Spike and Xander were headed back to his apartment for the day.

"You alright pet?"

"Yeah, a bit tired though. I could sleep for a week."

"Go on to bed then."

"You coming?"

"That an invitation luv?"

"Of course. Come on."

Xander led Spike into the bedroom and then remembered the mess he had made earlier.

"Oops. Watch out for the mess. Had a bit of a temper tantrum earlier."

"I expected to see worse when I got back from Ruperts."

"Anya stopped me before I got any further. I'll clean it up tomorrow."

"Right. Into bed then. I'll close the curtains."

"Spike?"

"Yes pet?"

"Are we...?I mean, do you...? What the hell is going on between us?"

"Well, if you ask any of the demons that were at Willy's earlier, they'd say we were mated."

"Mated?"

"Yeah, mated. A couple, a very serious, completely monogamous, fight to the death for each other, couple."

"So what your telling me is that in vampire terms, we're married?"

"About sums it up luv."

"How'd that happen?"

Spike undressed and climbed into bed beside Xander and put his arms around him. Xander snuggled into Spikes chest and sighed in contentment.

"You pretty much announced it to the room when we walked in. We reeked of sex, we're sporting each others fang marks, and you kissed me. On top of all that pet, and I'm sorry to bring this up, you betrayed your own Sire for me. It leads some people to think you love me."

"Oh."

"That's it? Just oh? No freaking out then? No demands for a divorce?"

"No. Just oh. Not the way I pictured us becoming a couple, but it'll do."

"So, yer not disowning me then? Not ashamed to have a dysfunctional vampire for a mate?"

"No. Spike, the fact that you've survived this long with that chip in your head is a testament to your strength. I doubt any other vampire would have lasted this long. It sorta makes me proud of you, as I stated in my letters Spike, I understand you a lot better now. And for the record, I'm sorry I was such an ass to you."

"Thanks Xan. Not just for the apology, but for making something good come out of a horrible situation. I never thought about it like that. I always saw the chip as making me weak, not proving my strength."

"Your welcome. But if anyone asks about our marriage, you're the wife!"

"Oi! I seem to remember that it was you who had my cock in his arse! Why do I have to be the wife?"

"Because I said so, and because in about two minutes my cock is gonna be in your ass. So there!"

"Well when you put it that way. Get on with it then."

Xander attacked his new found mate, it was their wedding night after all. He plundered his mouth with abandon, kissing, licking and biting at Spike's silken lips. Spike moaned in appreciation and thrust up toward Xander.

Xander covered the smaller vampires body with his own and thrust his hardness against Spike's. They groaned and started a rhythm, rocking their hips together. Xander reached into the bed side table drawer and drew out a bottle of lubricant. He coated two fingers in it and then thrust them both into his lovers ass. Spike howled and Xander stopped.

"Spike? Are you okay?"

"M'fine luv, just haven't done this in a very long time. Almost a century to be exact."

"You want me to stop?"

"Bloody hell no! Don't you even think about it!"

"Okay, I'll try to be a little more careful though."

"That'd be nice this time, later you can be a rough as you like."

Xander set back to work gently preparing Spike to take him in without pain. He wanted to make it good for him. By the time he had worked four fingers into him, stroking his prostrate on every thrust, the blond was panting and snarling. Xander pulled his fingers out carefully and Spike whimpered at the loss as Xander applied a generous amount of lube to his swollen shaft. He hooked Spike's legs over his shoulders and eased himself forward.

Spike groaned in pleasure as Xander's cock stretched and filled him. He hadn't been taken by a man since Angelus got his soul, the first time. And Xander was nothing like Angelus. This was good, no pain, no blood, no being used as merely a way to get your rocks off. No, Xander was making him feel good. Very good in fact.

Xander leaned down and captured Spikes lips with his own. He was holding on to his human features still, he wanted Spike to know how he felt about him. That this was about him wanting Spike, not just the demon wanting to get laid. He levered his weight onto one arm and took Spike's cock into his free hand, stroking it in time to his thrusts.

Spike looked up into Xander's chocolate brown eyes and saw his future. This man wanted him, felt something for him even. It was too soon for Xander to love him, but he saw the possibility of it in those eyes, it was more than he had expected. He hadn't denied the claim he'd unknowingly made, he had in fact embraced it. And now, now he was barely holding back from shifting to his demons face, just to prove that it was Xander that was making love to him, not his demon.

"God Xan, so good. Don't hold back pet, let it go."

"Don't want to Spike. Want you to know it's me."

"I do luv. I know, Let it go, I have."

Xander looked at Spike and realized that his lover was already in game face and he let himself go. He sped up his thrusts while stroking Spikes cock. He lunged forward and buried his fangs in Spikes throat as he came. Spike twisted his head to get a better angle and bit into Xander as he came as well.

The two vampires were drifting off to sleep as the sun rose. Suddenly Xander sat up with a groan.

"Xander? What's wrong?"

"Angel's my father in law! God this sucks!"

"Yup, but if you think that's bad just wait 'till we tell the Scoobies the good news."

"Oh fuck! Buffy's going to kill you, or me, possibly both of us."

"Well we could always go stay with Angel for a while, you can call him Dad, it'll be fun."

"That would be kinda fun now that he can't kick my ass."

"Go to sleep luv, it's morning. Time for all good vampires to be asleep. We'll sort your friends out when we wake up."

"Kay, night Spike."

"Goodnight luv."