Introductions

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Part 24

The remains of their dinner were in the fridge, extra wasabi and all. Robert was possibly going to be alright... eventually. And Harris was finished writing for the night, just as Spike was done with his rounds. That left only one thing to do for the two and a half hours or so until sunrise, the vampire decided.

"C'mon, luv," Spike grinned, pulling his Claimed towards their small garden. " 's a luvly night... clear an' warm... want ta see you in th' moonlight, pet. Luv th' way you look all coated in silver an' shinin'... 's hot."

Harris laughed. "I thought it was the sun that made me so 'hot', babe..." his fingers tangled with the blond's as they strolled outside.

A shrug and a deep, rich chuckle. "Nah... 's you that makes you so hot, luv... makes ME so hot, too. Like you are now... half-naked an' shimmerin'..." Blue eyes raked over warm, moon-limned skin, stopping at the waist of the sweats. "Pants, beloved... off now."

"Hmmm... see, that would make me all-naked, Spike. Not that I mind, but... you seem to be wearing WAY too many clothes." His warm brown eye slid over the cloth-covered form as he crossed his arms. "So. Shirts. Off. And the boots." His brow arched and he leaned back against a planter. "Now, babe. Or I'll just stay dressed until dawn."

And the bastard would do just that, Spike knew. Of course, since he hadn't planned on staying fully clothed, or clothed at all, really, that wasn't a problem. He'd learned that when his love crossed his arms like that, there could be a battle of wills. Fortunately, Xan usually only got demanding over things HE didn't mind a bit.

"Right, then, luv," he purred, pulling the t-shirt and long-sleeved shirt over his head then tossing them through the open door to the apartment. The boots were just as easy to get off since they were already untied. Spike simply toed them off, kicking them away as he arched a brow. "So, pet...? Pants now?"

"You first, babe," Harris grinned, his arms relaxing as one hand dropped to the tented front of his sweat pants. His fingers stroked slowly over his hardening shaft as he watched his claimed from just a few feet away. "Slowly, okay?"

"Well, well... someone's feelin' feisty, 'ey? Right then... this slow enough for you, pet?" His scarred brow arched slightly as his long, elegant fingers stroked slowly up the thighs of his pants to the first button of his fly.

He licked his lips, watching closely as first that one button was released, then the next, almost groaning as the dark fabric spread, revealing dark hairs and just a hint of that beautiful cock he craved so much. "Y-yeah, babe... just like that..." Harris's hand moved a little faster on his own concealed and already weeping shaft. "Fuck... Spike, I... wish you could see yourself. You're so... fucking... beautiful."

Spike smirked and undid the last three buttons then pushed the dark, soft denim down his thighs an inch at a time. "Know that, luv... I'm almost as bloody luvly as you are. Not quite, but... close enough, yah?" He shimmied his hips teasingly as he worked the cloth down to his ankles, fingers pushing his socks down and off at the same time. "Oh, bloody hell... seem ta be tangled up a bit. Hold on, luv."

Harris watched, swallowing hard as Spike twitched and twisted, somehow ending up bent over and facing away from him, that perfect pale ass waggling enticingly at him and... that was enough. His sweats came off faster than he would have believed possible even a year earlier and while he wasn't entirely sure of how he'd managed to move without trying, he found himself pressed hard against his vampire, his body bent over as well, seeking as much skin-on-skin contact as possible.

"Gods, babe... the things you do... to me, I..."

And that was exactly the reaction he'd been looking for. His Xan was feeling all manly and Spike would be damned if he wasn't going to take advantage of that little fact. Thus the turning and shifting. "Always goin' ta, Xan... but not tonight, yah...?" He pressed back against the wonderfully hard cock laying along his crack. "Think you're wantin' ta do some things ta me, though. What did you say? Make me scream an' shiver?" One hand struggled into the pocket of his discarded jeans and he removed the small tube he kept there for emergencies. "Been lookin' forward ta that."

"J-jesus fuck..." Harris groaned, "As many times as possible before sunrise, love..."
His hand found his beloved's around his waist, pressing the tube into it. "Best be gettin' started then, luv... we're burnin' moonlight here."

And just like that, Harris was laughing. "Gods, babe... you're such a romantic." He pulled away a little, opening the lube quickly and squeezing a bit onto his fingers before pressing one slick digit deep into the little pink hole his love was showing him.

Spike moaned quietly, straightening a bit as the finger slipped deep. "Don't need ta be romantic right now, pet... just need ta be fucked... so good an' deep, Xan..." He moaned again, louder, as a second finger joined the first, both of them writhing slow and sweet inside him. "Bloody hell, luv... hurry!"

The smile that spread across the brunette's lips was smug, even as he pulled his fingers from the amazingly tight sheath of his claimed's ass. "Hmmm..." he murmured, pulling the vampire fully upright, "No. I think I'd rather take my time, babe... do this right, you know?" His arms wrapped around the strong and slender waist, one hand dipping down to wrap lightly around the long, thick shaft he found there.

"Soddin'... you goin' ta fuck me or not, pet?" Spike almost growled, rocking his hips back and forth against his love's groin. "C'mon, luv... been all patient-like an' everthin'... let you order sushi an' all that, didn't I?"

"Shut up, Spike. I'VE been waiting ever since you left last night. We're gonna do this MY way," Harris snapped, entirely aware of how much his vamp liked it when he used that tone. Of course, that was why he usually saved it for ocassions when his claimed had been particularly well-behaved, so it didn't happen often. He walked slowly backwards, pulling his love with him until he felt the faux-stone wall against his shoulders, then turned them.

Strong pale hands were placed deliberately at shoulder height, palms on the rough surface as long, toned legs were spread and placed a few feet back, leaving that glorious spine stretched and arched, the wonderful ass presented for his delight. "That's better," Harris murmured with one slow lick to his vampire's anus before he straightened. "Mmmm... chocolate. Good choice, babe. Now don't move."

His human was trying to drive him insane. Again. Touching him, positioning him, licking his hole, for fuck's sake and then... telling him not to move? Spike groaned. "Know you l-like th'... choccy, mate..." He gasped, losing his voice as his Xan suddenly slammed those two fingers deep again, this time rubbing them hard against that small nub inside him. His hips rocked and he gasped again as a hard smack greeted the action.

"I thought I told you to hold still?" Harris said, chuckling softly as he felt that perfect hole tighten jerkily on his fingers. "Or do I need to get the special paddle, babe?" It was a rhetorical question, mostly because he had no intention of stopping what he was doing. Besides, his claimed wasn't moving anymore. "Maybe later, then..."

Another finger stretched him more and Spike moaned loudly as it pressed at his prostate as well. "L-luv... d-don't, I..." His eyes clenched shut and he tried to hold on.

It was a matter of a moment to squeeze what was left in the tube directly onto the length of his cock and drop the plastic to the slates. He spread it quickly, making sure to coat himself just enough but not too much. He knew what his love liked, after all. "Don't you dare cum yet, babe," Harris murmured, his fingers flexing against that spot again, "If you do, I'll have to... punish you later..."

"B-bloody hell...!" Spike growled, his features shifting as the threat combined with the blissful fingering had him spurting roughly at the wall. "X-xan...!"

Yeah, it never failed, Harris told himself with a grin. Offer Spike a nice little bit of painful sex and he'd blow like a schoolboy. He thrust his fingers harder, keeping the clenching of Spike's muscled ring from forcing him out, although he angled away from the blond's prostate. "And now we know what we'll be doing AFTER dawn, babe..."

He pulled his fingers roughly from the relaxing hole and spun the older man around, lifting him quickly and pressing him against the wall. "Legs around my waist," he commanded, staring into the blue-flecked golden eyes. "Now," Harris added, his cock seeping against his vampire's sac.

He could feel his own cum against his back as Xander pressed him against the wall but he didn't much care. His beloved was finally going to fuck him, and... judging from the tone of voice, it would be a true fucking. He truly adored each and every time they made love, but... sometimes the demon in him just needed a good rough buggering.

His legs rose almost on their own and locked around the solid warmth of his Xan's body and he growled again as he felt himself lifted just a bit more, the stone scraping against his spine. "Granted," he groaned.

"Damn skippy, it's 'granted'," Harris snarled quietly, his hands under the blond's cheeks, holding them spread further as he slammed himself deep into his love's amazing ass. "Fuck!" he cried, the sudden and complete sensation of the well-loved coolness surrounding him. "Jesus... fuck!"

His shoulders pressed hard against the stone, pushing himself harder on that blissful cock as the burn of the sudden entry and the fullness he felt made his cock swell thick and ready again. "Xan... bloody... do it ta me, Xan... give it ta me good..." He growled again, sharp teeth digging into his own lip as he waited for his love to move. "P-please, luv..."

The brunette took a deep shuddering breath then nodded slightly, his hands flexing on the toned, rounded ass as he lifted his love, almost pulling him off of his cock before reversing the motion and arching up into Spike's descent. "L-like that, babe...?"

His own hands dug hard into the tops of his human's shoulders, fingers clenching on heated skin as he was skewered roughly. "Yah... that's it... fuck Xan... don't stop..."

Harris groaned and repeated the motion, frowing when it didn't give him enough freedom of movement. "Hold on, babe..." he murmured, one hand sliding to Spike's back as he took the vampire's weight from the wall, holding the paler chest against his own. "Need to move."

Spike would have growled again but Xander was carrying him and staggering slightly and the last thing either of them needed was to fall over in a tangle, possibly hurting one or both of them. Fortunately, they didn't go far, he told himself as his human set him down on the edge of the wrought iron table. He laid back, his eyes locked on the wicked gleam in the deep brown eye. "More," he growled, his legs pulling the throbbing shaft harder into his aching ass.

"Remember you said that, babe," Harris groaned, his hands on tense hips as he pulled back completely, watching that tight little pucker close. "Let's try this again," he added, slamming himself fully, deeply, roughly into his love's body.

And that was more like it, Spike told himself silently, his eyes rolling back at the sheer force of both entry and thrust. "Uhhh... y-yah..." he growled, legs still flexing as his beloved rode hard in and out of him, sawing and shifting, battering the walls of his ass. "Xan..."

"Legs up," the human demanded, hands sliding under the crooks of Spike's knees when the vampire immediately complied. He pushed the bent legs higher, almost to the pale chest as he moved harder, faster still, angling for that one spot as he felt himself thickening more, his sac tight and rising higher towards his groin. "Spike... fuck yeah... Unnngggggh... take it! Take it a-all, b-babe... fuck, love you... love f-fucking y-you..."

Spike whimpered, his cock throbbing and trapped between his legs and chest as the shaft inside him moved so deep and hard he'd be limping happily for hours. "G-give me... it... Xan... l-luv... l-luv it... luv y-you..." He felt himself shuddering, his body shaking at the repeated slams to the sweet spot within him. His hands found his bent knees and pushed them apart, his cock bouncing from the release just as it pulsed hard. "B-b-blood-d-dy..."

His eye locked on the ecstatic expression on his love's face and Harris gasped his excitement at being the one to put it there. He slammed himself into that welcoming, grasping hole again, overwhelmed completely by the fact that he knew his own ecstasy matched his vampire's.

His cock throbbed harder, swelling still more as his balls hardened to a rock-like state. "Sh-shit... Spike... g-gonna... c-c-cum..." he managed to stammer, his fingers gripping the pale knees tighter as he nearly broke his own back he was thrusting so hard.

"XAN! B-bloody...! CUM! CUM, XAN!" Spike shouted, holding his legs even wider apart while his shaft jerked, then jumped, then spewed wild, white strings of slightly cool seed across his own chest, his own chin, his anus clamping tight around the battering ram inside him and trying to milk it dry as he felt the hot, thick wash of fluids fill him.

And as always, hearing Spike tell him to cum had him doing just that. His eye slammed shut and he pressed himself deep as his heart pounded so fast he couldn't breathe, and then he was flying, floating, losing himself in bliss and pure pleasure. He exploded in wicked, rough spurts, a loud wordless cry spilling from his lips as he reached the apex of his flight and came crashing wildly to earth only to find himself collapsed over his love, those long, strong legs around him again, holding him just as closely and tenderly as the equally strong arms around his shoulders.

"J-jesus... fuck, Spike..." he whispered after a few minutes spent trying to catch his breath. "G-gods, babe..."

"Bloody... hell, pet... never f-felt you so... deep, luv..." the vampire moaned, his entire body still shaking slightly. " 't was... amazin'..."

Harris nodded slowly, his lips at the crook of Spike's neck. "Did I... I didn't hurt you, right?"

His neck arched, pressing against those warm lips and he purred low and deep. "No more than I wanted you ta, beloved..."

The brunette smiled and bit the offered skin softly. "Good... but as soon as I recover, I'm gonna make love to you, slow and sweet. I think... I just need that, okay?"

Spike chuckled softly. " 's fine, luv... don't think I could handle another go like that just now anyway." His hands stroked the warm back slowly, frowning at the small cold-bumps he felt growing as human sweat reacted to the early morning air. "Might think about headin' in soon, though. Like th' bed best for makin' love, yah?"

Harris smiled again, reluctantly pulling himself from Spike's abused ass. "Yeah, babe... bed it is."

He'd been right, the vampire thought with a chuckle as his Claimed helped him from the table. He was definitely going to be limping a bit. Still, it was worth it.

They made their way inside, holding on to each other for support and finally collapsed on their bed. They didn't deliberately go to sleep, but neither of them fought it, either. They simply wrapped around each other in a pleasantly tangled mass and drifted, knowing they'd pick up where they'd left off as soon as they woke.

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(AN: Thanks to DaniKitten Kat TheShadowCat and Susan for the reviews

And yes stuff with Patia and the boys after this bit of porn *snerk*)