A World of Their Own

Part 19

Willow walked back into the Magic Box and took in the small group of people waiting for her. "How long was I gone?" She wanted to know what the time difference was between dimensions.

"N-not very long. Fifteen minutes maybe. Did you find them?" Tara was worried seeing as Willow had come back alone. She hoped that nothing had gone wrong.

"Wow, I was there for hours." Willow closed the portal on autopilot. She was still thinking over everything she had learned. Ten years. Xander and Spike had been there ten years. They'd been lovers for over half of that time and they were mated. She didn't know exactly what that meant but she figured it was something pretty serious from the way Spike had said it.

Everyone had questions. Willow did her best to answer them, but in the end she just couldn't pay enough attention - which was why she didn't see the sad expression that flickered across Clem's face. It may have only been minutes here but it had been hours there and she was exhausted. "I'm sorry guys, but I really need to go home and lay down. I'm too tired to think anymore.”

Tara put an arm around her waist and led her toward the door. "Faith? Would you mind locking up for us tonight?" At Faith's nod, Tara smiled and led Willow outside. She drove them both home and then helped Willow into the apartment.

"So, they're really happy there?"

Willow smiled. "Yeah, they are. They're really in love, too. I mean serious, forever kind of in love." Willow smiled as she remembered the kisses she had seen them share. "And wow are they hot together! Did I tell you they were naked when I got there?"

~!~

"Do you think she'll come back, Spike?" Xander had been thinking about Willow a lot since she'd left. It had been two months or so and no sign of her. He was starting to worry.

Spike sighed. Yeah it had been his idea for the witch to come and visit, but if he'd known it would send his lover into a fit of Angel-like brooding he'd never have suggested it. "Time's different there luv, only a year went by in ole Sunnyhell, after all. Don't fret, she'll come back." She would, Spike had no doubt of it. He knew keeping Xander all to himself was selfish, but he didn't like the idea of sharing him with the witch. He was possessive by nature, and this place was perfect for him - not another soul in sight. No one to occupy his boy’s time or thoughts except him. Spike decided that Xander had spent enough time worrying about the redhead and set out to distract him.

They were sitting on the front porch, just enjoying the sunset. Spike eased down off the bench and kneeled between Xander's open thighs. "Enough thinking, luv." Spike licked a wet stripe from knee to thigh and then nipped Xander playfully.

"O-okay, thinking bad. Spike good. Good Spike, nice Spike." Xander babbled and closed his eyes as Spike took him into his mouth. He felt the vampire chuckle against his rapidly-swelling length; it felt good. "Oh, God do that again."

"Mmm?" Spike felt Xander shudder as he hummed around his cock. He thought of all the wicked things he could do to his lovely boy while he was in such a state of wanton need. He pulled off Xander's cock with a loud 'pop'. "You wanted something, luv?"

Xander opened his eyes and glared at Spike. He couldn't form words right now - lucky for Spike, or the vampire would quickly realise what a mistake he'd made.

Xander moved faster than Spike had expected him to. He pinned the smaller man beneath him and spread his legs wide. He'd learned early on that his lover liked it a bit rough every now and again; good thing seeing as he had nothing to prepare him with. Xander spat on his palm and coated his shaft and Spike's pucker quickly before pushing inside.

Spike howled and his eyes bled to gold. Fangs elongated and pricked his bottom lip as he ground his teeth together. He'd almost forgotten how powerful Xander was for a human; they didn't play this rough very often and it had been awhile since the last time. The boy selfishly preferred to bottom. So much so that Spike went out of his way to annoy him into taking him hard and fast, or sneaking up on him and literally impaling himself. But that was half the fun - taking what he wanted.

Xander wasn't thinking about anything except the cool, snug channel encasing his swollen flesh, the golden-eyed stare of his mate burning holes into him, the tiny drops of blood that were welling up on that luscious full bottom lip. He leaned forward and licked them away, smiling as his lover groaned with lust.

"Fuck, so hot Xan. Love it when you taste me. Harder pet, fuck me!" Spike was in heaven; he had his lovely boy buried deep in his ass, pounding him into the floorboards of their front porch. He didn't need anything else as long as he had this. "Xander, fuck. Gonna cum luv, want to feel you cum with me."

Xander sped up his thrusts; he pounded furiously into his lover. He could feel Spike begin to tremble, knew it wouldn't be long and he wanted to cum with him. "Yes, God yes. With you, always with you." Xander leaned closer to those ivory fangs, wanting to feel the connection of his lover inside of him while he was inside his lover. Spike bit down without hesitation and they both stilled and then cried out their completion. It was perfect, exactly what they both needed.

~!~

Willow was nervous. It had been a week since her trip into the other dimension and she and Tara were planning a visit. They had packed clothes and swimsuits, toiletries, foodstuffs, chocolate for Xander and Jack Daniels for Spike. Wesley was going to remain at the shop to keep watch over the portal while they were gone.

"I'm sure it'll be fine sweetie. They did say we could come visit." Tara was trying to reassure her lover while she herself was a nervous wreck. She had never travelled by plane before, let alone a portal to another dimension. She hoped she didn't get travel sickness.

"I know, it's just ... if you had seen them together, you'd understand. I feel like we'll be intruding on them sort of. They have everything they need there. What if..." Willow trailed off, tears in her eyes.

Tara comforted her lover. "Shh, of course Xander still needs you. You're his best friend." Tara pressed a gentle kiss to Willow's quivering mouth and then wiped the tears from her face.

"Willow shook her head sadly. "I'm not anymore. Spike is." She attempted a smile and it fell short of the mark. "That's okay though. He should be; I mean they've been all each other had for ten years. It was bound to happen. Wasn't it?"

Tara nodded her head and hugged Willow again. There was nothing she could say to make this better. It was something Willow needed to come to terms with on her own. It was right that Spike and Xander were best friends as well as lovers. She had always suspected that Xander and Anya would have broken up sooner or later for that very reason. For as much as Xander loved Anya, she wasn't his best friend. Tara viewed Willow as her best friend as well as her lover; she hoped that one day, Willow might feel the same way for her.

"We should go. I'll get the bags. Can you call Wesley in?" Willow moved toward the pile of luggage as Tara walked toward the door to the front of the shop. A few seconds later she returned and relieved Willow of some of the bags.

The spell was cast and two two girls joined hands and stepped into the portal.

~!~

The first thing Willow noticed was that it was sunset; the second thing she noticed was that Xander and Spike were in a tangle of naked flesh on the front porch. Judging by Tara's blush, she assumed she had noticed them as well. She didn't want to interrupt them, they seemed like they were... busy.

Tara turned away from the sight of the two men making love. It was too intimate, too personal. She knew that she would be mortified if this had happened to her. She tugged on her lover's hand and they walked a few feet away. "I-I wasn't expecting that."

Willow giggled. She couldn't help it, for all the things she expected Tara to say, that wasn't it. "Well, neither was I. Not that they don't look good together, but I just didn't expect to actually see them." Willow frowned as she thought of something. "I always thought Spike would be a top."

"Maybe they switch off?" Tara couldn't believe they were standing there calmly discussing Spike and Xander's sexual preferences. It was just too surreal. "Um, maybe we shouldn't talk about it. In fact, I think we should forget we even saw them... doing that."

Willow nodded but grinned wickedly, this wasn't something was was liable to forget anytime soon. "You're right. We didn't see anything. You think they're done yet?"

Both girls jumped as a deep baritone voice chuckled and then answered. "Yeah, we're done, you can come on over now." Spike grinned as he took in the blush staining the blonde witch's face. He'd always liked that one; she was still scared of him when no one else was. "Xan'll be out in a mo', he just needs to stop blushing first."

That made Willow smile and Tara blush further. She could only imagine how embarrassed he must be. Getting caught like that by your childhood friend and her girlfriend. It sounded like a bad soap opera plot. "We brought presents, do you think that'll cheer him up some?"

~!~

Xander was inside the cabin pacing. He could have died of embarrassment when he rolled off of Spike and saw Willow and Tara - their backs to them - standing about thirty feet away from them. It didn't help any when Spike chuckled and told him what they were saying. He managed to drag Spike inside and they both put something on before the girls noticed they were gone.

So now here he was, hiding inside the house while his lover went out to greet the girls and likely embarrass him further. He should just get over it and go out there, it wasn't his fault that they had shown up when they did. At the sound of Tara's question, Xander's ears perked up. "Presents? Well hell, what am I doing in here!"

With a slight blush staining his cheeks, Xander opened the door and was immediately jumped by a squealing redhead. He hugged her fiercely and then kissed her on the cheek. He then turned to see his lover and Tara both smiling. "Did I hear something about presents?"

Tara smiled again and nodded her head. She opened one of the bags and pulled out two brightly wrapped packages. Willow took the one for Xander and handed it to him while Tara presented the other one to Spike. Spike looked taken aback for all of about ten seconds before grinning widely and tearing into the paper. He saw the four bottles of Jack and whooped loudly before grabbing hold of the blonde witch and spinning her around in circles.

Xander laughed at the startled look on Tara's face. Then he repeated his mate’s actions and tore into his present as well. He could have cried when he saw the box of plain Hershey's chocolate bars inside. Willow always new how to make things better. He grabbed his friend and hugged her tightly. "Thank you, this is great!"

~!~

That night they had dinner outside and looked at the stars. It was a perfect night for stargazing; the sky was clear and the stars were shining brilliantly. They shared stories about things that had happened in the year - or ten - that they had been apart, Willow and Tara laughing at Spike's tales of teaching Xander to hunt.

Everyone was silent as Willow talked about Buffy's funeral service, Dawn\ovinoving to L.A. and the way Giles had crawled into a bottle after the battle, never to come back out. Spike shook his head sadly; he had known Rupert was in love with the girl; he had been the only one the vampire took as serious competition.

"He loved her, what did you expect him to do?" Spike took in the shocked faces of the others and snorted. "Oh, please. Don't tell me you didn't know. It was bloody obvious to anyone who bothered to look."

Willow thought about it for a few minutes before gasping as she realized e wae was right. "Oh my God, he did. How did we miss that? I should have seen it. It's so obvious now. Oh, poor Giles." Tara wrapped her arms around the distraught redhead and just held her.

"Eh, don't be so hard on yerself, Red. You wouldn't have noticed because you all thought of Rupes as a father figure, yeah? Figured his love and concern for Buffy was that of a parent. I only saw it 'cause I fancied myself in love with the girl. Had to feel out the competition." Spike sighed and snuggled back against Xander's chest. He hated this, going over things in the past. One thing a demon knew for sure, it was that you couldn't do sod all to change the past, so no point in reliving it.

Xander held Spike a little tighter; he knew this wasn't as easy on Spike as it looked. After Willow had left the first time, they had talked about Buffy being dead, what that meant to them both. It was hard, hearing his lover grieve, knowing that if things had gone differently, they might never have found each other. Spike had made his peace with Buffy's death that night and hadn't dwelled on it since. They had moved on and wished Buffy peace and happiness. Now it was all being dredged up again.

"Hey, why don't we all go for a swim? It's a nice night, plenty of light to see by and the water should be nice and warm." Xander was trying to get everyone back in a better mood. If the girls were having fun, maybe Spike wouldn't be so moody. "Come on, it'll be fun. We can skinny dip!"