Life (or Unlife) Goes On

A/N: Thankyou to everyone who reads, I can't beleive my fic has had so many hits and especial thanks to eveyone who has ever reveiwed, I can't beleive I have had over 50 reveiws. Thats such a great response so thankyou all, its great to know my fic is appreciated

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Pixel: Sexy male on male dancing is definitely a good thing. I knew when I started this that I had to have it somewhere in there.
Bubbsybubb: Thankyou for reveiwing every chapter since you found the fic its much appreciated. I'm glad you understand why this isn't going to be a and they lived happily ever after fic. With Spike and Angel as part of the main pairing its unrealistic to end a fic like that. As for regular updates RL is starting to pick up and its going to even more as this year progresses so I'm madly trying to finish this fic before I don't have time to update twice a week
Bradon: Thanks for the continued encouragement, its funny how through reveiwing I seem to get to know you guys. Funnily enough Buffy is my least favourite character as well, I don't know why. I'm glad you appreciate Oz/Andrew, I kept hinting that he might like this person or that person and so I decided he needed to hook up with someone and I felt Andrew realy needed a break. Anyway on with the chapter


Chapter Twenty-Nine

Xander’s POV

Oh I’m so hard and horny and loving every minute of it except for the fact that I’m stone cold sober and I’m probably the only person here who is. I’m sliding and rubbing against Spike using all my best moves and he absolutely loves it. Whenever anybody else comes near me he growls and sends them running but this man stalking towards us he won’t be able to run off. I feel mesmerised by his gaze just staring at him while I undulate with Spike, panting, while he plays with a nipple. He reaches us through the crowd and I am pulled against his body so that I can feel how hard we have made him. Spike presses against my back and I’m sandwiched between the two vampires. It feels so good reminds me of the last time I was here when I fucked and sucked and despite the no sex this time is better because its not some random person, I’m with who I want to be with. Unfortunately, that doesn’t help the cravings that are getting stronger with each passing minute. They have been growing since Angel walked me out of the front door of the Hyperion. I try to ignore them and kiss Angel hard pressing my leather-clad ass against Spike’s groin. He starts licking and nibbling at an ear.

“Do you like this, having two master vampires needy because of you. Do you know how close I am to breaking our rule, of dragging you into a dark corner and fucking you against the wall.” Angel releases my mouth to groan and I realise that he had heard every word despite the noise around us. I quickly spin Spike around so that he is in the middle with Angel in front of him and me behind. The three of us grind together, dancing and I know that we are being watched but I don’t care however my cravings keep getting stronger. I need some of the drugs that I can get in this place. I glance at the two in front of me. I wonder if I should tell them but no, they would insist that they take me back to the hotel and we need to find the monster now. I don’t think I can stand it anymore, the craving has gone way beyond want, and I need it like I need to breathe. All I need is a little hit, I know who to see for the stuff, I can get it and be back before they even realise that I’m gone. Spike and Angel start kissing and I quickly move back through the crowd. There are enough people around that my spot is quickly filled and the two of them will be bumped often enough to think that I’m still with them.

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Oz’s POV

I move back away from Andrew lips and smile at the obvious lust in his eyes. I quickly flick my eyes to the dance floor then back to Andy’s lips wanting to taste them again. Wait a minute; I look back at the dance floor. Oh shit. Down below Spike and Angel are wrapped around each other and kissing for all they are worth, which is fine, I’m glad because I haven’t smelt them on each other for a few days and I was scared that they had broken up. What has caught my attention though is Xander obviously sneaking away from them while they are distracted. Shit, I was hoping that the addiction wasn’t that strong because there is no other reason why he would be sneaking away from them.

“I…I’m sorry. I know I’m not good we can forget that it even happened if you want.” The hesitant, sad voice brings me back to where I am now. I look back up at Andrew. “See already forgotten, I won’t tell anyone, I promise.” My heart almost breaks to see the sad look on his face but there is also resignation like he was expecting it. If I ever get my hands on whoever has made him expect this, I won’t be able to control the wolf. My hand comes up to cup his face and my thumb strokes his cheek.

“Andy baby, I am not going to forget and you shouldn’t either. I would like nothing better than to kiss you again but Xander is sneaking away from the other two and we have a job we need to do, okay.” I smile at me and he nods, I quickly look down to the dance floor trying to spot Xander. Dam he’s moved and the other two are still into each other. Oh wait there he is right on thew edge of the dance floor moving to the end opposite from us.

“Andrew can you please get the other two, I need to keep an eye on Xander so that we don’t lose him.” I’d go and get them but Xander is moving further and further away from us and I don’t think a full human will be able to track him in the gloom and in this crowd.

“Oh okay I can do that but you will be here won’t you? You won’t go anywhere?” So insecure, I’m going to have to help cure him of that. I nod and I feel him quickly go to the nearest steps. Oh Xander, what are you doing?

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Xander’s POV

I quickly weave my way through the crowd dodging grabbing and pinching hands. I look over my shoulder to see if Angel and Spike are following me. If they find out I’m missing they are going to be mightily pissed off. I hate doing this to them but I can’t help it. I need a fix, the need is thrumming through my entire body every blood cell is singing out for it and I’m weak. I cannot ignore the call any longer; it needs to be satisfied. I make my way to the back of the club looking for the guy I got pills off last time I was here.

“So Cyclops you’re back and still as sexy. Caught your show on the floor before, don’t suppose you want to be sandwiched between me and a wall.” The guy, I don’t know his name nor do I care walks around me and a hand caresses my ass. I lean back into it and moan. I know Spike and Angel will be livid if they find out about this but the only way to get what I want is to play along and so I will, anything for the next fix.

“Ah still the little whore. I was hoping I’d see you again. You look so pretty with a cock sliding in your mouth not to mention that you suck like a Hoover. So Cyclops do you want something or is this a purely social visit? I saunter towards him making sure to emphasis my hips.

“You know what I want, are you going to give it to me. I’d be very grateful if you did.” I look at him coyly from underneath my lashes.

“It depends how desperate are you, Cyclops? What exactly would you be willing to give me?” He swings me around so that my back is to the wall and he is in front of me with his hands still on my ass, squeezing it. I arch into him making sure I rub my crotch against his.

“Whatever you want, baby. Anything you want,” I whisper into his ear.

“What about that sweet ass of yours I loved to fuck you while you face the wall, impaled on my hard cock and using that sweet mouth of yours to beg for more. What do you say Cyclops? I s that a fair price for your next fix?” Oh shit if I do this, the two vampires will know, they will smell him on me; they will know that I have cheated on them. But I really, really need a fix; I ache for it. Maybe its best this way, I’m not good enough for them anyway. They are both champions, who belong in the good fight and will live forever. Who am I? I'm nothing but the washed-out Zeppo. A dead-beat loser who is destined to be a fat alcoholic who will be talking about the glory days of when he fought with the slayer and the future was a bright and beautiful thing. Fuck it, I don’t belong with them, this is where I belong. A drug-addicted whore who sticks to the shadows, that’s what I am. I come back to the present and start to moan for the dealer making sure to rub my own nipple, putting on a show for him.

“Oh yeah baby, you know I like taking it up the ass from anyone.” He smiles, a crocodile smile, but I don’t care, I will get what I need.

“Such a filthy little crack whore. Come on then lets go out the back. You give me what I want then I’ll give you what you want.” He leads me past the toilets and through the emergency door to outside and then forces his tongue down my throat, I try not to choke on it and instead suck on it while grinding myself against his hard body. I dance to the music I can still hear from inside. He finally pulls away and I can breathe again.

“Your totally sober, aren’t you?” What a weird question, oh well what do I care soon I’ll get what I want and then I won’t care about anything anymore.

“Yeah, it was a thing I was trying out. It didn’t take so are we going to do this or what. I don’t want to be sober for long.” The crocodile smile is back on his face

“I’ve gotta love you recovering addicts who fall of the wagon and then come to me for a fix. Your just perfect craving the stuff but not actually full of it cos there is no way I’m polluting myself with that crap.” As he talks his arm is changing deforming, turning into a sucker thing. Shit our demon. Oh fuck, I am so dead. I quickly scan my surroundings for a weapon of somewhere. Oh well at least the bait part of the plan worked unfortunately the others don’t know that I’m out here. Stuff it, I am not going out without a fight. I straighten up and grab a pole that was sticking out of the garbage can near me.

“What, no screaming Cyclops? I love it when they scream.”

“I’m sure you do but no I grew up on a freaking hellmouth, went to school over it actually. I went up against the First and all I lost was my eye so little nasties really not scaring me anymore.”

“You are so full of shit Cyclops.” He moves lightning fast, faster than a vamp and I’m against the wall. The hand holding the pole is pinned to the wall by his hand and I can’t move while his sucker hand is coming closer and closer to my stomach. “Anyway in a moment you will be screaming in pain as I suck out your stomach out so it doesn’t matter who you have fought against and won because your about to lose and Cyclops you only need to lose once for it to be all over.” I close my eyes waiting for the searing pain, it never comes, instead something runs into us and I find myself lying on the ground. I turn to look at what has happened and I find Angel snapping the things neck while Spike snaps the sucker thing. Andrew and Oz are behind them and as soon as the thing hits the floor dead all four of them turn to look at me. They all look angry and disappointed. Oh crap maybe it would have been better if that thing had eaten me because I am so in for it now.

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A/N: Uh Oh Xander's in trouble. Please reveiw