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Part 20

The two hours of sunlight had stretched his patience farther than Spike thought was possible. He could have found something to do, of course, but... somehow the idea of watching telly or even cruising the net couldn't compare with sitting just inside the door to the garden and watching his claimed browning ever-so-slowly in the sun, his skin gleaming with the shimmer of baby oil applied repeatedly.

He'd groaned silently every time the brown-haired length of stunning flesh had turned over, first showing him that lovely bum, then that beautiful cock.

His own cock had been weeping and hard since he'd started watching his beloved, but Spike wasn't complaining. It just meant his pet would have to make it up to him, after all.

A wicked smirk spread across his lips as the sun began to sink. It would be below the skyline any minute now, and that would be just... perfect, he told himself as he moved quickly to the bedroom and found their latest tube of lube right where he'd left it-- under his Xan's pillow.

It took less than another minute to strip himself to bare, pale skin then he was back at the door, carefully judging the angle of the light still bathing the garden in a deadly glow.
Harris chuckled as he moved slowly on the chaise. He'd lowered the top end, making a flat plane of fabric to lay on. Much better for even tanning, and better still for taunting his vampire. And he'd definitely been taunting him, he admitted silently.

He'd been able to feel the wanton gaze on him ever since he'd come outside and knowing Spike was there just made his movements slower, more languid. His legs spread just a bit more and he wriggled his ass, as though trying to find a more comfortable position for his cock and smirked happily as he caught the needy groan coming from the doorway though the sound only made him less comfortable.

Harris had been hard for over an hour and was kind of proud of the fact that he'd waited that long. It would have been so easy to just get up and go inside, but... no. He wanted his love to be so anxious for him that he'd come to HIM, not the other way around. And that was why he was anything but surprised when he felt the long, cool form pressing down on his sun-hot back as the light finally dimmed.

"Can I help you?" he asked smugly, the fabric beneath him providing a good bit of give when he rocked his hips playfully.

"Oh, you're goin' ta help me alright, pet... help me get over this ragin' bloody hard-on I've been puttin' up with for bleedin' ever..." Spike growled softly, his thick, ready cock laid against the perfect crack of his beloved's ass. "Bloody hell, Xan... watchin' you out here, smellin' you on th' air... knowin' you knew I was watchin'... wished I could come out here so bad... take you in th' sunlight..." His arms braced to either side of the broad, tanned back, wrapping around the steel tubes of the chaise frame. "Wanted ta peel you open an' drive inta you, pet... tongue first, tastin' you while you shivered... yah, like you're doin' now..."

His hips rocked faster, against the fabric then back against Spike, feeling that length press harder against him. "Fuck, babe... keep talking..." Harris moaned, his eye closing as he shuddered slightly from the words and touch.

"Top ta bottom, luv... lick you so right... an' when you couldn't do anythin' but moan, would have flipped you, sucked that luvly sac of yours... lay on you, lettin' your cock rub against mine while I tasted th' sweat an' oil on your chest... your neck..." His head dipped, blunt teeth nipping hard at the edge of the scar he could just reach. "An' then, luv... would have wrapped your legs around my waist an' dove right in, splittin' you wide an' hard for me, just th' way you like it..."

Another, louder moan flew from Harris's lips and he spread his legs wide, feeling his vampire settle between them. "Jesus fuck, Spike... plug... shit!"

He found himself sitting up, one hand on the small of his human's back while the other slid between the spread cheeks and found the base of the newest butt plug he'd gotten his beloved. "Wondered where that had gotten ta," he chuckled, slowly pulling the tool out. "Guess I should have guessed, yah?"

The brunette groaned, his eye squeezing shut for a moment as the thick rubber was removed. "Unngh... ya think...? Knew... you'd be out here... soon..."

Two fingers slipped into the relaxed hole, sliding slow and easy. "Planned alla this, did you, pet?" Spike stared at the deeply pink opening as he flexed his fingers wickedly. "Planned ta torment me with seein' you an' not bein' able ta touch...?"

"No... planned... oh, Gods, babe, yeah... to do that little... jesus fuck, right there... that dance you... like so... Christ, Spike!... like so... much..." Harris groaned. "Wanted t-to be r-r-ready..."

"Mmmm-hmmmm..." he added one more finger, nearly moaning at the delicious heat and the inherent tightness of his Claimed, even after hours of being stretched. "An'...?"

"And th-then... I c-came out h-here... Spike... p-please..." And somehow he always ended up begging, he realized with a smile, even as a breathy groan left him.

Spike smirked happily, moving his fingers harder, deeper, tweaking that little nub within his love. "Don't worry, Xan... goin' ta do you, pet... so good..."

"Gods... you always... do, babe... never been..." he groaned again, his cock throbbing against the canvas beneath him, "bad... never... not... even... once..."

And that was true enough, Spike admitted. Even on the rare ocassion when he'd been quicker than he would have liked, he'd still made his Xan scream his name. "Means I've got an average ta maintain, luv..." he observed, pulling his hand away from the tight grip.

He smirked deeply and settled himself back on his knees between his beloved's legs, his cock jutting proudly from his lap. "Lift up, pet," he demanded, swatting lightly at his human's ass and waiting until the stunning brunette moved. "Yah, luv... just like that..."
Spike murmured, his hands fastening on tanned hips and pulling the beautiful ass closer.

The tip of his seeping shaft barely touched his Xander's hole and he brushed it back and forth a few times, teasing the man while absorbing a bit of the slick around his anus.
"Spike..." Harris nearly whined, wanting the cool, blunt head rubbing against him to be IN him already. "Fuck, babe... now! Please!"

"Yah, pet," Spike breathed, raising himself a bit as he pulled those hips a few inches closer. "Enough waitin' an' teasin'..." He brushed that tiny hole one more time, then thrust himself deep, gasping as always at the heat of his Claimed. "Bloody hell!" he growled, his sac slapping hard against the warm one in front of him.

"Unnngh... yeah! Fuck, yes! Spike! Gods, babe! YES!" His cheek rubbed against the fabric as he pressed himself back, holding that long, thick rod as tightly as possible."S-stay... babe, please... j-just... s-stay f-for a m-minute..."

" 's long as you want, Xan," he whispered, his hips barely moving at all. It was just a subtle press and relax but it was enough for the moment, Spike knew. Anything to stay in the perfect sheath of his Claimed for as long as possible. His hands stroked the long spine, the tight cords of muscle framing it. His Xan was so lovely like this... shoulders and head down on the chaise, his bum raised almost waist-high, his legs splayed over Spike's, that now-red hole stretched wide around him... oh, yeah... he could wait forever like this if he had to.

Harris sighed happily, the soft flexing of his vampire's scant movements building the fire within him that much higher. "Gods... Spike... you feel so... right. Fuck, I..." His eye closed again, one blissful tear leaking from the corner. "I need you, Spike. Not just when we're... like this. But... all the time..."

And suddenly Spike found himself tearing up too in a most un-vampirelike fashion. His arms wrapped tightly around his beloved's waist and he pressed his chest against his back as much as he could without pulling himself from the man's channel. "Always need you, luv," he whispered seriously, a few cool tears hitting the warm skin, "From th' minute I knew you were still alive I've needed you, Xan... Xander. Scares me how much sometimes..." He shook slightly with the force of his own emotions.

He nodded against the canvas, swallowing hard. "Never leave me, Spike... okay? I..."

"Always yours, beloved... never goin' anywhere without you, yah?"

Another hard swallow, another nod. "Gonna hold you to that, babe..." Harris murmured, finally relaxing his sphincter around the adored shaft. "Love me, Spike... have me now, okay?"

And that was something Spike was more than happy to do. He lifted his chest, his arms releasing the toned waist as his hands found those tender, sun-kissed hips again. "Always goin' ta have you, pet... except when you're havin' me... an' I'll always luv you, Claimed... couldn't stop if I wanted ta."

He pulled himself slowly from his beloved's opening, watching as that sweet pucker closed. "Luv seein' you take me in, Xan... hearin' you moan when I slip inside..." He matched actions to words, pressing himself slowly inside as that tight little ring expanded, fitting itself to his girth. "Feels amazin', luv... 's like a soddin' benediction every time you let me touch you deep like this, beloved... can't get enough... can't imagine needin' you any less... or any more..." Spike groaned, pausing to just rock against his human once he was fully encased again.

"Gods... Spike..." Harris gasped, each word tugging at something deep in his heart and in his groin. "I... fuck, babe, I'm so... blessed... having you... having you love me... need me... knowing you f-feel j-just like I d-do..." He pushed back slowly, trying to pull still more of his claimed into him, although it was impossible.

The vampire moaned softly, pulling himself back until just the thick, seeping head of him remained inside. "Would live... in you... if I could, luv..." his voice broke, the slow, sweet slide back into his heart almost undoing him. "Bloody... hell, Xan... could... do this... all night..."

"Unnngh... b-but I... c-can't... babe... Spike... p-please. I n-need..." He moaned low and deep, pressing back into his love again.

"I know, luv," the blond murmured, pulling back again then reversing the motion, "Need ta cum, yah...?"

Harris moaned again, shaking his head on the chaise. "N-no... S-spike, I... I need... to feel... YOU cum... f-filling m-me... l-love you... so m-m-much... p-please, babe... c-cum f-for me..."

"B-bloody hell... anythin' for you, X-xan..." His hips moved a little bit faster, a little bit harder, and when he felt that wonderful anus tightening around him, he shifted slightly, deliberately sliding back and forth over that small nub. His beloved wanted him to cum and he would, but he would be very sure to bring the man with him. "Join me, pet... Claimed, beloved... with me... c'mon, Xan... with me... luv... now... now!"

The huge, shuddering orgasm began slow and soft in the pit of his stomach, but before he even knew it, it burst through him. His heart pounded wildly, breath coming in deep shuddering gasps as he felt himself tighten all over. Harris keened desperately, his rear high and full as he felt Spike's shaft expanding just a bit more. "C-claimed...!"

And that word alone, in that tone and that voice, pulled him the rest of the way, his sac hard and tight, cock throbbing wickedly for just a moment before spilling long and deep into the well-loved body of his beloved. "Xander!" Spike growled, his features shifting fully and instantly as he filled his human to overflowing and reached beneath him, fingers wrapping gently around his spurting shaft, becoming coated in that hot, thick spunk.

"G-gods," Harris whispered a few minutes later, glad his shoulders at least were on the fabric supporting him. "Gods, Spike..."

"Y-yeah," the vampire agreed, unwilling to pull himself from that blissful channel any time soon. His arms wrapped around his beloved's waist again and he raised the man, dragging him up to rest against his chest, legs still splayed over his lap. His hands moved, finding the crooks of his Xan's knees and lifting him slightly, his own legs unbending to straddle the chaise as he lay back, taking the brunette with him, his cock still deep within his heat. "There, luv... that's better..."

Harris tried not to moan as the change of position pressed Spike's shaft deeper. "Oh... yeah... th-that's MUCH better, babe..."

He chuckled, moving his arms behind him and bending his elbows, resting on them with his love atop him, still impaled. "Just lay back, luv... can't let you go yet, alright?" Or ever, he told himself silently. His Claimed hadn't said anything about the Mating... not in over three months and Spike was being as patient as he could, but... he wasn't actually a patient man, or vamp or whatever. Sooner or later, the demon was going to demand an answer, regardless of the soul wanting to wait it out. "Need ta feel you, luv... lay back against me, yah?"

And what could he do other than relax back against his vampire's chest, Harris asked himself, even as he complied. He hadn't really gotten to tease Spike about his little crush yet, but... that was fine, he decided. Teasing could come later. Right then he just wanted to revel in the love and desire he could feel through the wide-open bond... and smile because he knew Spike was doing the same.

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(A/N: Thanks to TheShadowCat, astracindel (yes, Native American belief/religion CAN be complex. But fascinating, none the less), RemityGirl, Kat & catsim for the reviews... MUCH appreciated, guys!

Makes me feel so appreciated myself that you take the time to review. Thank you again! *hugs*

And there will be at least one more story in this series after this, RemityGirl... assuming I ever finish this one! LOL)