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BtVS AU/AR › Slash - Male/Male › Spike(William)/Xander
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Adult ++
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28
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Part 3
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PART 3
“Wait!” William called, limping rapidly after the stunning, somewhat taller man. “Xander, wait! Bloody hell! Please!” And God help him if he knew why he was even trying, but something inside him demanded that he take the chance. Xander was definitely the most appealing man he’d met in ages, and he’d be damned if he was going to let the bloke just walk away from him without even trying to spend a bit more time with him, straight or not. “Please!” he called again.
Xander groaned, already half a block down the street but when he glanced back and saw how quickly Will was moving after him, regardless of the pain that leg must be causing, he… stopped, with a softly muttered “Shit.”.
“What can I do for you, William?” he demanded, voice tight with want as he forced his eyes to remain locked on a point just beyond the blond’s head. “Oh, wait. You need directions, right?” Of course he did, Xander told himself. Will wouldn’t know this part of town even slightly.
William flushed deeply, his eyes dropping to the pavement between his feet and Xander’s. “No, I… that is…” He swallowed hard then made himself be even bolder than he’d been all night. “I wondered, actually. Do you think… that is, I was curious as to whether…” William frowned at his own timidness and cleared his throat. “We should do this again. Dinner. Or perhaps… a film…?” He bit his lip nervously as he waited for the inevitable refusal although his expression changed radically when he heard the brunette’s response.
What the fuck? Will wanted to see him again?
No. No, it wasn’t possible that the blond meant what it sounded like he meant. Will was just being nice and… and apparently the guy liked him, but not the way Xander wanted him to and… there was no way he could spend another night listening to those accidentally suggestive comments and not just burst, so…
His eyes darkened as he focused on William’s down-turned head and when he spoke there was a good bit of growl in his voice. “Look at me, Will,” he demanded, taking a half-step forward and letting his hands find slender hips covered by denim, fingers gripping tightly. “I don’t want to do this again. Hell, I’m barely managing to keep myself from dragging you into that alley and…”
Xander stopped, his skin flushing deeply as he imagined stripping the fabric from the other man’s body and touching naked skin… taking the blond into his mouth and swallowing him down before standing, turning him around and… “I’m not the kind of friend you want, William. I can’t even look at you without wanting to fuck you.”
Blue eyes widened to their limit and William found himself staring into hot, lustful brown as he shivered at the blatant desire behind those words.
He considered and discarded a multitude of replies before finally uttering the plain truth.
“God… yes. I want you to, Xander. I… you’re gay? I hadn’t thought… but clearly I was wrong and…” William felt the beginnings of a suggestive smile twitching the corners of his lips and didn’t even try to hold it back. “I believe you’re exactly the sort of… friend… I was wishing you to be. I…” His voice trailed off for a moment when the taller man simply blinked at him. “Bloody hell, Xander. Just take me home and fuck me already. I’ve been nearly begging for it since last night, haven’t I?”
Oh… oh, yeah. And when had his gaydar gone on the fritz? It was a good question, but one Xander had no intention of worrying about for at least a few hours.
His fingers tightened even more on William’s jeans and he pulled the other man almost roughly against him, pressing his hard shaft against the blond’s through the two layers of denim. “Fuck, you’ve been driving me crazy, Will. Everything that came out of your mouth was a tease. I was just going home to, uh…” and maybe it would be a bit much to announce his earlier plans. “Fuck.”
William smirked and flexed his arms tightly around the so-solid, so-strong form against him. “I believe that will be easier if I accompany you, Xander. The fucking, I mean.” His head tilted slightly against the broad shoulder it was resting on and he let his tongue creep out to lave slowly over salty flesh. “Please, Xander. It’s been… years since the last time I…” William blushed. “There was an accident, and… and we’re not going to talk about that right now, are we?”
Xander chuckled as his hands slid back to cup the rounded globes of William’s fabric-covered ass. “No… we’re not. Later, if you want, but right now…?” He pulled back and gave the blond a heated gaze. “Right now,” he murmured, “I’m going to pick you up and carry you to my place. I know you can walk, Will. I’ve seen you do it and you’re good at it. But this way’s gonna be faster, okay?”
The blond yelped slightly when the larger man scooped him up as though he weighed nothing. “I… there’s always the car, Xander… but that would be rather cramped and… oh, sod all! Run!”
Another lustful laugh was his only response although William was fairly sure Xander was breaking the land-speed record for construction-worker-carrying-a-lame-bloke.
* * * * *
In the door and William found himself on his feet.
Two seconds later, he was pressed hard against the wall, Xander’s tongue driving roughly into his mouth.
‘Yes… yes… yes…’ his body screamed silently, and it was clear that Xander’s body was on the same frequency because all that wonderful bulk of muscle and man was rocking hard against him and William was… “God!” he groaned, dragging his lips away for just a bare moment, “yes!”
And if he wasn’t inside Will soon, Xander just knew he would die. His lips found the side of the other man’s neck, teeth scraping wildly as William moaned and rocked against him.
“How bad is your leg?” he demanded, hands roaming over tense buttocks and equally tense thighs, “because I want your ankles locked behind me, but not if it’ll hurt you.”
Even in the midst of the most intense sexual experience he’d had in years, and possibly ever, William noticed Xander’s concern for his comfort and a part of him he’d walled off started to relax. “Not too bad,” he mumbled encouragingly, lying a bit, “but it can’t be bent double or anything, if that’s what you’re thinking…”
Xander’s only reply was a low, deep chuckle as he lifted the blond and supported the weight of him with his hands. “We’ll work around that.”
* * * * *
Clothes were everywhere, just not on the bodies of the two men when they’d finally tumbled onto the full-sized mattress covered with soft sheets… soft sheets William was currently clutching at as though his life depended on it.
“Xanderrrrr…” he moaned, hips arching roughly into the wet mouth wrapped around his needy shaft, “please… please, Xander, please, I’ll do anything, just please…”
And that was the magic word, Xander reminded himself with a grin.
“Anything…?” he clarified, raising his head from the pleasant surprise he’d discovered once William’s clothes were gone, “Anything at all?”
Will snarled at the loss of that hot mouth. “Bloody hell yes, you pillock! Just let me bloody well cum!”
Brown eyes sparkled with wicked delight. “Remember you said that,” Xander ordered before taking that long, thick shaft again; to the root this time.
His fingers released their tight hold at the base of Will’s cock and when he felt the first pulse of rich, viscous seed fill his mouth, he hummed happily, pulling still more spurts from the wanton member.
William was in Heaven. There was no other explanation.
He had died and somehow Saint Peter had screwed up and let him past the pearly gates.
He had his cock deep inside Xander’s throat, he’d just cum like he’d never even imagined cumming before, and… “Oh… oh, yessssss…” And Xander had one thick, strong finger up his bum!
“Bloody hell, pet… so fucking nice… oh yeah, right there!”
Xander couldn’t help smirking as he slid his finger deeper, his nail pressing against the spongy nub inside William repeatedly.
“So tight, Will… God, never felt anyone so tight…” he whispered against William’s flexing stomach. “Gonna feel so good when I slide into you, baby… shit, I bet you’ll feel like a vise wrapped around my cock…”
William’s words were lost as a second finger joined the first, the slickness of the lube Xander had pulled from the bedside table easing it in. “Unnngh…” he managed, his body writhing against the bed, trying to pull those fingers deeper as his cock began swelling again. “Xanderrrrr….” he moaned, feeling those digits pulled from him with a slow, sucking *pop*.
“Shhhhhh…” Xander murmured, his voice shaky as he slipped up Will’s body. “Shhhh, baby,” he said again, positioning himself carefully over William’s splay-legged form, “I’m gonna give you what you want. What you need, okay…? I just…” Xander smiled sheepishly. “Help me with the condom, Will? I… God, I want your hands on me.”
And he wanted to touch Xander, too. Wanted to feel the large cock he’d seen earlier and felt against him while they’d been… rutting at the door, so William took the foil packet from the bed beside him and tore it open with his teeth, a completely thrilled smile playing at the corners of his mouth when the action had Xander moaning.
“I could touch you forever,” William whispered, fingers sliding the slick sheath over Xander’s turgid flesh. “So bloody hot… so good and right and true… bloody hell, Xander!”
The brunette smiled softly although he wasn’t feeling particularly sentimental at the moment. He used one hand to move William’s good leg up around his ribcage then shifted his weight and used the other to pull a tense thigh almost to his waist. “I’m gonna do it now, William. Gonna fuck you so long and so hard and so good… and then later I’m gonna collect on that ‘anything’ you promised me.”
William was almost worried by that but then he felt Xander’s thick, bulbous tip pressing relentlessly against his slick, stretched opening and all thought left him.
“Xander… yesssss…”
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tbc... in a few days. Hope people like. :)
PART 3
“Wait!” William called, limping rapidly after the stunning, somewhat taller man. “Xander, wait! Bloody hell! Please!” And God help him if he knew why he was even trying, but something inside him demanded that he take the chance. Xander was definitely the most appealing man he’d met in ages, and he’d be damned if he was going to let the bloke just walk away from him without even trying to spend a bit more time with him, straight or not. “Please!” he called again.
Xander groaned, already half a block down the street but when he glanced back and saw how quickly Will was moving after him, regardless of the pain that leg must be causing, he… stopped, with a softly muttered “Shit.”.
“What can I do for you, William?” he demanded, voice tight with want as he forced his eyes to remain locked on a point just beyond the blond’s head. “Oh, wait. You need directions, right?” Of course he did, Xander told himself. Will wouldn’t know this part of town even slightly.
William flushed deeply, his eyes dropping to the pavement between his feet and Xander’s. “No, I… that is…” He swallowed hard then made himself be even bolder than he’d been all night. “I wondered, actually. Do you think… that is, I was curious as to whether…” William frowned at his own timidness and cleared his throat. “We should do this again. Dinner. Or perhaps… a film…?” He bit his lip nervously as he waited for the inevitable refusal although his expression changed radically when he heard the brunette’s response.
What the fuck? Will wanted to see him again?
No. No, it wasn’t possible that the blond meant what it sounded like he meant. Will was just being nice and… and apparently the guy liked him, but not the way Xander wanted him to and… there was no way he could spend another night listening to those accidentally suggestive comments and not just burst, so…
His eyes darkened as he focused on William’s down-turned head and when he spoke there was a good bit of growl in his voice. “Look at me, Will,” he demanded, taking a half-step forward and letting his hands find slender hips covered by denim, fingers gripping tightly. “I don’t want to do this again. Hell, I’m barely managing to keep myself from dragging you into that alley and…”
Xander stopped, his skin flushing deeply as he imagined stripping the fabric from the other man’s body and touching naked skin… taking the blond into his mouth and swallowing him down before standing, turning him around and… “I’m not the kind of friend you want, William. I can’t even look at you without wanting to fuck you.”
Blue eyes widened to their limit and William found himself staring into hot, lustful brown as he shivered at the blatant desire behind those words.
He considered and discarded a multitude of replies before finally uttering the plain truth.
“God… yes. I want you to, Xander. I… you’re gay? I hadn’t thought… but clearly I was wrong and…” William felt the beginnings of a suggestive smile twitching the corners of his lips and didn’t even try to hold it back. “I believe you’re exactly the sort of… friend… I was wishing you to be. I…” His voice trailed off for a moment when the taller man simply blinked at him. “Bloody hell, Xander. Just take me home and fuck me already. I’ve been nearly begging for it since last night, haven’t I?”
Oh… oh, yeah. And when had his gaydar gone on the fritz? It was a good question, but one Xander had no intention of worrying about for at least a few hours.
His fingers tightened even more on William’s jeans and he pulled the other man almost roughly against him, pressing his hard shaft against the blond’s through the two layers of denim. “Fuck, you’ve been driving me crazy, Will. Everything that came out of your mouth was a tease. I was just going home to, uh…” and maybe it would be a bit much to announce his earlier plans. “Fuck.”
William smirked and flexed his arms tightly around the so-solid, so-strong form against him. “I believe that will be easier if I accompany you, Xander. The fucking, I mean.” His head tilted slightly against the broad shoulder it was resting on and he let his tongue creep out to lave slowly over salty flesh. “Please, Xander. It’s been… years since the last time I…” William blushed. “There was an accident, and… and we’re not going to talk about that right now, are we?”
Xander chuckled as his hands slid back to cup the rounded globes of William’s fabric-covered ass. “No… we’re not. Later, if you want, but right now…?” He pulled back and gave the blond a heated gaze. “Right now,” he murmured, “I’m going to pick you up and carry you to my place. I know you can walk, Will. I’ve seen you do it and you’re good at it. But this way’s gonna be faster, okay?”
The blond yelped slightly when the larger man scooped him up as though he weighed nothing. “I… there’s always the car, Xander… but that would be rather cramped and… oh, sod all! Run!”
Another lustful laugh was his only response although William was fairly sure Xander was breaking the land-speed record for construction-worker-carrying-a-lame-bloke.
* * * * *
In the door and William found himself on his feet.
Two seconds later, he was pressed hard against the wall, Xander’s tongue driving roughly into his mouth.
‘Yes… yes… yes…’ his body screamed silently, and it was clear that Xander’s body was on the same frequency because all that wonderful bulk of muscle and man was rocking hard against him and William was… “God!” he groaned, dragging his lips away for just a bare moment, “yes!”
And if he wasn’t inside Will soon, Xander just knew he would die. His lips found the side of the other man’s neck, teeth scraping wildly as William moaned and rocked against him.
“How bad is your leg?” he demanded, hands roaming over tense buttocks and equally tense thighs, “because I want your ankles locked behind me, but not if it’ll hurt you.”
Even in the midst of the most intense sexual experience he’d had in years, and possibly ever, William noticed Xander’s concern for his comfort and a part of him he’d walled off started to relax. “Not too bad,” he mumbled encouragingly, lying a bit, “but it can’t be bent double or anything, if that’s what you’re thinking…”
Xander’s only reply was a low, deep chuckle as he lifted the blond and supported the weight of him with his hands. “We’ll work around that.”
* * * * *
Clothes were everywhere, just not on the bodies of the two men when they’d finally tumbled onto the full-sized mattress covered with soft sheets… soft sheets William was currently clutching at as though his life depended on it.
“Xanderrrrr…” he moaned, hips arching roughly into the wet mouth wrapped around his needy shaft, “please… please, Xander, please, I’ll do anything, just please…”
And that was the magic word, Xander reminded himself with a grin.
“Anything…?” he clarified, raising his head from the pleasant surprise he’d discovered once William’s clothes were gone, “Anything at all?”
Will snarled at the loss of that hot mouth. “Bloody hell yes, you pillock! Just let me bloody well cum!”
Brown eyes sparkled with wicked delight. “Remember you said that,” Xander ordered before taking that long, thick shaft again; to the root this time.
His fingers released their tight hold at the base of Will’s cock and when he felt the first pulse of rich, viscous seed fill his mouth, he hummed happily, pulling still more spurts from the wanton member.
William was in Heaven. There was no other explanation.
He had died and somehow Saint Peter had screwed up and let him past the pearly gates.
He had his cock deep inside Xander’s throat, he’d just cum like he’d never even imagined cumming before, and… “Oh… oh, yessssss…” And Xander had one thick, strong finger up his bum!
“Bloody hell, pet… so fucking nice… oh yeah, right there!”
Xander couldn’t help smirking as he slid his finger deeper, his nail pressing against the spongy nub inside William repeatedly.
“So tight, Will… God, never felt anyone so tight…” he whispered against William’s flexing stomach. “Gonna feel so good when I slide into you, baby… shit, I bet you’ll feel like a vise wrapped around my cock…”
William’s words were lost as a second finger joined the first, the slickness of the lube Xander had pulled from the bedside table easing it in. “Unnngh…” he managed, his body writhing against the bed, trying to pull those fingers deeper as his cock began swelling again. “Xanderrrrr….” he moaned, feeling those digits pulled from him with a slow, sucking *pop*.
“Shhhhhh…” Xander murmured, his voice shaky as he slipped up Will’s body. “Shhhh, baby,” he said again, positioning himself carefully over William’s splay-legged form, “I’m gonna give you what you want. What you need, okay…? I just…” Xander smiled sheepishly. “Help me with the condom, Will? I… God, I want your hands on me.”
And he wanted to touch Xander, too. Wanted to feel the large cock he’d seen earlier and felt against him while they’d been… rutting at the door, so William took the foil packet from the bed beside him and tore it open with his teeth, a completely thrilled smile playing at the corners of his mouth when the action had Xander moaning.
“I could touch you forever,” William whispered, fingers sliding the slick sheath over Xander’s turgid flesh. “So bloody hot… so good and right and true… bloody hell, Xander!”
The brunette smiled softly although he wasn’t feeling particularly sentimental at the moment. He used one hand to move William’s good leg up around his ribcage then shifted his weight and used the other to pull a tense thigh almost to his waist. “I’m gonna do it now, William. Gonna fuck you so long and so hard and so good… and then later I’m gonna collect on that ‘anything’ you promised me.”
William was almost worried by that but then he felt Xander’s thick, bulbous tip pressing relentlessly against his slick, stretched opening and all thought left him.
“Xander… yesssss…”
* * * * *
tbc... in a few days. Hope people like. :)