The Gift

Chapter Three

Angel struggled with his conscious. He could feel what had happened. Spike had claimed Xander as his consort. The first human ever taken as a consort in the line of Aurelius. He could feel their bond as it strengthened. He desperately wanted to escape the library and find his childe and his mate.

Buffy and Willow were frantic. Xander had been missing for almost two weeks and no one had any idea what had happened to him. The last anyone had seen him, he was running from the school on Parent/Teacher night, looking for Angel. The girls were still hunting for him, still investigating, not willing to let him go.

Buffy pushed herself into Angel's lap and he leaned back, unresisting, as Buffy sought comfort in his embrace. "Are you sure you didn't see him?" Angel sighed at the repetitive question. He hated lying, but he shook his head.

"No. Sorry, Buffy." She laid her tearful head on his shoulder.

Angel sighed and shifted uncomfortably in his seat, looking up as Giles walked into the library. He stood, allowing Buffy to fall to the floor. He reached down to help her up, apologizing with a smile.

"Any news?" Angel winced at the hollow sound of his own words. He was lying to the people who trusted him the the woman he loved. He wasn't sure how much longer he could do this. If only Spike would take Xander and leave!

Giles shook his head. "None, but there have been some sightings of Drusilla. Surely if she is still here, then Spike is as well."

Angel ignored the words that tried to escape his mouth. Of course no one had seen Spike. He was most of the way thr a m a mating ritual. Another couple of days and he would be back, stronger than ever with his human mate by his side.

Although Angel had never personally witnessed the union of a human and vampire, he knew that it was a powerful combination. Not only would Xander benefit from the joining, but Spike would as well. He couldn't believe he had betrayed the boy so.

*****

Xander reached out a hand and sought Spike's coolness. He had problems sleeping without his mate pressed against his side. Spike responded to his touch and moved closer, both men still in the grip of sleep, sharing a dream, reliving a memory.

*****

Xander was afraid. He had never made love before and wasn't sure how it worked between two men. Spike was so gentle, though. Xander could see the healing line across Spike's chest where he had drunk and claimed Spike as his own.

Well, he would've claimed him, but when he told Spike, he had been assured that humans could not claim vampires, but Spike seemed quite pleased that Xander wanted to.

Xander tried not to struggle against the finger that was currently stretching his hole. After tonguing his ass until he came again, Spike had lubricated Xander and his own fingers and was in the process of preparing his mate for their first joining.

When he determined that Xander was relaxed and wouldn't fight against the intrusion, Spike lifted Xander's buttocks and slid a fat pillow underneath him. He tweaked the young man's prostate for the first time, earning a squeal from his lover.

Spike smiled and reached down to kiss Xander. As he rose up from the kiss, he guided his erect member to Xander's hole, pressing the blunt head gently against the young man's opening.

"Let me in, Xan. Let me in..." Xander lifted his hips and pushed against Spike. The vampire pushed back, feeling his cock force it's way past the tight muscles of Xander's guardian ring. He slipped into the heat of his mate, almost coming at the sensation.

Spike paused and panted, trying to regain his sense of composure. This boy would be his undoing.

Xander moaned and thrashed under Spike. His lover's cock was pressed firmly against his prostate, sending jolts of blinding pleasure through his body. "Spike! More, more!"

Spike grinned down at his mate, pleased at the boy's reaction to his first sexual experience. He had never had such a responsive lover.

He began thrusting in and out of Xander's tight hole, relishing the expressions that were flitting across Xander's f The The sounds that the boy was making were thrilling through Spike's system, threatening to make him lose control.

He lay down on top of his boy and Xander immediately wrapped his arms around him. Brown eyes met blue and they stayed that way, staring into each other's depths as they both came, shuddering gently against each other.

Before he pulled out of his lover's embrace, Spike bit into his wrist and offered it to Xander. Xander eagerly drew on the wound, drinking deeply. e pue pulled his arm away and laved at the quickly healing marks on Xander's throat.

"I was wrong, pet." Xander looked at him questioningly.

"I'm not going to love you when this is all over." Tears filled Xander's eyes as he heard the cruel words. He struggled to get away from Spike, to get away from the man he had just given his heart to.

"Stop, love. I couldn't wait that long. I love you already." Xander's tears began to fall for an entirely different reason.

"Ie yoe you, too."

*****

Spike smiled as he woke. They had shared that same dream every night since the claiming. It was a treasured memory and he hoped that the dreams would continue. Xander rolled in his arms to face him.

"Hey, Spike." Spike grinned as the boy wriggled down his body and engulfed Spike's cock in his mouth. Xander had gleefully declared that he wanted to be the best cocksucker that Spike had ever known and was practicingularularly.

He was definitely getting better at this. Spike thrashed under Xander's ministrations. A knock at the door caught his attention.

"Go the fuck away!" Spike threaded his hands through Xander's hair and began thrusting into the warm, willing mouth.

"Master Spike? There is someone here to see you." Spike growled and the minion outside the door fled. Xander slipped a hand under Spike's thigh and began stroking Spike's perineum, brushing against his ball sack and feathering a finger over his hole. The questing finger joined Spike's cock in Xander's mouth, and then disappeared again.

Spike jerked and thrust harder when Xander's long digit entered him and began stroking his prostate. He pushed his hips off of the bed and screamed, emptying himself into Xander's mouth.

Xander crawled back up Spike's lax body and kissed him deeply, sharing the evidence of Spike's passion. Spike smiled into the kiss and grabbed the boy's swollen member.

"Shall I take care of this, now?" Xander grinned slyly and Spike's eyes began to twinkle merrily. Another knock at the door earned a glare from both men.

"What does a man have to do to be left alone to fuck his mate around here?" Spike's voice rang through roomroom, shaking the walls of the house.

Xander laughed when he heard the minions outside the door, whispering. Spike growled at the door again, causing Xander's erection to twitch.

Finally, Xander got tired of his mate being distracted by something other than himself, and left the bed. He swung open the door to find a pair of filthy fledges sitting on the floor outside. Both new vampires looked at the nude man hungrily.

"What do you want?" Brown eyes glared down at the bodies huddled at his feet.

"Consort, we have been sent by another Master. He begs that you come to him." Spike growled as he heard this and leapt from the bed, hurling Xander away from the door and ripping the head off of the minion who had just spoken.

"Anything you want to say?" The other fledge quaked as he shook his head, knowing that he would have to speak.

"Angel wants to talk to the bo..." Xander looked up as another pile of dust formed at Spike's feet. Spike slammed the door and looked around the room for his mate. Xander lay on the floor next to the grate, pouting sulkily.

"You threw me."

Spike fell to the floor before his consort. "I know, love, so sorry. Come back to bed." Spike lifted Xander carefully and placed him on the bed. He ran his hands over his body, seeking out any injuries. Finding none cle climbed on top of his boy and began to kiss him.

Another knock ran out and Spike roared, sitting back on Xander's thighs. He had left specific instructions for them to be left alone for the entire two week bonding period.

"In!" he shouted. Two minions walked through the door, dropping a pale, bound figure to the floor. Both men on the bed looked at the form studiously before Spike waved the other vampires out.

"It's not time for you to feed yet, is it?" Xander questioned his lover.

"No, pet. It's not food. What do you feel?" Xander stretched out his fledgling senses that were strengthening daily, and prodded at the figure on the ground.

"Sire?" Xander wasn't sure if he was right. Why would Angel be tied up and on their bedroom floor?

"Yes, love, Sire."

He leaned in and kissed Xander hungrily, continuing what had been interrupted. Xander bucked up against Spike, his blood filled member begging for attention. Spike slid down his legs until he was at Xander's ankles. He dropped his head down and engulfed Xander completely.

Xander arched into Spike's touch, feeling as though the vampire was trying to drain him through his dick. He moaned and thrashed as Spike held him firmly in his throat, swallowing against the head of his cock, teasing him mercilessly.

"Spike!" Xander came, his warm seed flooding Spike's throat. As soon as his cock stopped jerking, Spike slid up his body and plunged his fangs into his claim mark. Xandroduroduced the small blade that Spike had given him their second day together and quickly drew a line across Spike's jugular, attaching his lips to the wound.

They stayed that way long after the blood stopped flowing, both men sated and happy. By Spike's estimation, the mating ritual had been completed two nights before, but he could feel Xander growing stronger each day of their confinement and wanted to see how much longer that growth could continue. He wanted his mate to be as strong as possible.

Xan Xander's breathing had calmed, they lay in a state of half-wakefulness. Spike rolled off of Xander and wrapped his arms around his mate. Xander turned his head, looking contented.

"Why do you think Angel is tied up and laying on our floor?" Spike shrugged and peered down their bodies towards the foot of the bed.

"Dunno, pet. Want to find out?" Xander nodded and the two men reluctantly untangled themselves and crawled to the end of the bed.

Angel lay on the floor staring up at them.

"I'm so sorry, Xander." Angel's head flew back as Spike's punch sent him skidding across the room. Spike leapt off the bed to stand over the huddled shape.

"You dare speak to my consort without my consent?" Xander drank in the sight of Spike, naked and in game face, growling menacingly at Angel, being possessive of him. His cock filled slightly at the sight. Xander stood and walked up behind Spike, wrapping his arms around the smaller man's waist, png ong over his shoulder at Angel.

"Why can't he talk to me, Spike?" Spike spun in Xander's arms and pulled him into a deep kiss, slicing into Xander's lips with his fangs. He laved the wounds carefully, healing them with his saliva. Finally, he responded.

"You are mine, love. No other demon may speak to you other than to acknowledge your position as my mate without my permission." Xander smiled down at Spike.

"Cool! So, if I t fet feel like talking to someone, I can let you know and you won't give them permission to talk to me?" Spike nodded, pleased.

"I'm gonna go get some food." Xander stopped in his tracks. "Hey, the minions talk to me."

Spike smiled. "That's because they are answerable to you, my love, just as they are to me." Xander nodded and strode out of the room without bothering to cover his nudity.

"What have you done to him, Spike?" Angel growled at the younger vampire.

"I have accepted my Sire's gift and taken him as my mate. You know that. It's roaring through your veins. Why are you here? I thanked you for my gift. What else do you want?" Spike scowled down at the bound brunette.

"I wanted to see..." Spike's sensitive hearing could barely discern Angel's words.

Xander walked back through the door, a minion in tow. The vampire carried a tray of food and Xander had a glass of juice in each hand, drinking from them as he walked.

He motioned the minion towards the bed and walked over to Sp off offering him one of the glasses. Spike drank down a swallow of the sweet nectar before handing it back.

"Why is he still tied up in our bedroom, Spike?" Xander glared down at Angel.

"Just trying to get some answers, love. Go eat." Xander hopped back on the bed as the minion laid out the food in front of him. He ate ravenously, never taking his eyes off of Spike.

Spike glared down at Angel. "Now what were you saying?" Angel looked at the floor meekly and Spike jerked back, unable to accept this show of submission from his sire.

"Here now! What's going on?" Angel looked back up into blue eyes flecked with gold.

"I wanted to see, I couldn't stay away... I tried. I can't lie to them anymore but I knew that you were almost done with the ritual. I need you to leave, Will... Spike. I need you to go so that I don't have to hide you from them anymore." Angel's pained eyes pleaded with Spike to understand.

"They've already found Dru." He stopped, tears filling his eyes at the thought of losing his beautiful and insane childe. "I can't protect Ple Please, take your mate and go," Angel begged.

"Dru's gone?" Spike fell to his knees. Xander flew off of the bed, wrapping his warm arms around the trembling vampire. Spike buried his face in Xander's neck, accepting the comfort that only his consort could provide.

"Spike, Spike, shh..." Xander rocked his mate in his arms until the tremors passed. Spike turned and glared at his sire.

"You murdered your own childe?" he roared.

"No! Please believe me! I led them away from her every chance I got. She followed Buffy and I one night when we were patrolling and Buffy..." Angel trailed off, blood tears dripping into his ears.

"She was weak and you let that little bitch murder her in cold blood!" Spike attacked Angel, hissing and clawing at him, striving for injuries that would cause the most pain rather than those that would cause the most damage. Xander calmly drew Spike back into his arms and nuzzled his neck, silently offering his support.

"Fine, Angelus. We'll go." Moving out of his lover's arms, Spike left his sire bleeding on the floor and opened the closet door, pulling out a large duffel bag. He tossed some clothes at Xander and Angel watched as the young human dressed.

Spike had obviously bought new clothing for the boy. Xander was dressed in tight blue jeans and a cream colored silk t-shirt. The silk glided over his body as he bent down to tie the Dr Martens on his feet. Spike slipped a brown leather jacket onto Xander before sliding into his own duster.

He shoved their remaining clothes into the duffel and zipped it shut, reaching out a hand for his mate. Xander took it and they turned to look at Angel.

"Later, Peaches."