Old Enemies... (S/X)
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Old Enemies Part 34
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Part 34
“Mmmm…” Harris moaned happily, his face buried in the side of Spike’s neck, “To paraphrase… someone… ‘this is the summer of my content…”
Spike chuckled softly, arching his neck as his human’s tongue swept softly over the healed bite there. “Yeah, pet… an’ it’s always goin’ ta be summer for us. Always hot an’ steamy, sweat drippin’ an’ makin’ you shimmer…” He purred, his arms wrapped around Xander’s back holding him gently but firmly. His hips shifted slightly, moving his cock within his beloved. “Told you I’d fit, luv,” he said smugly, chuckling again.
Harris laughed softly, squeezing that perfect hardness within him. “You did,” he groaned softly. “Gods, Spike, I can’t believe you’re still hard! Fuck, you came… twice!”
The blond smirked wickedly, doing his best not to moan at the tight grasp of his human’s anus. “ ‘s a vampire thing, luv… not goin’ ta let myself go soft til I know you’re done for th’ night. Figure two, three more shags are goin’ ta do it.”
The human groaned again, easing up on his vampire. “Do what? Kill me? Because I have no doubt that’s what’d happen. Shagged to death by William the Bloody.” He let out a happy sigh. “But what a way to go… I’d have the biggest smile on my face that anyone ever saw. All they’d be able to say was ‘but he looks so HAPPY… how can he be dead? And whatever killed him? Let me know’.” He grinned against the soft skin. “You’d have a definite future in assisted suicide, babe.”
Spike laughed for a few moments, his hands stroking up and down his Xan’s back. His thighs supported the younger man, holding him in place by the simple expedient of having his knees bent below the spot where they were joined, the soles of his feet flat on the bed. “ Never said you were goin’ ta be th’ shagee, did I?” he purred suggestively, chuckling even more when he felt his Xander’s cock stir between them.
“Fuck.” It was almost a whimper, but not quite. In fact, it was accompanied by a small, sharp nip at his vampire’s neck. “I… I remember that, Spike. That first… OUR first night. You… Gods. You let me have you… even before you had me, and… fuck, Spike, you were so…” Harris released a shuddering breath.
“You remember,” Spike echoed, “Really…? I mean, you REMEMBER…”
Harris nodded slowly, tasting his own sweat on his lover’s skin. “I… yeah. But it’s not as… immediate as most… memories. I know it happened. I can see it in my… in my mind. I can even FEEL it. But it’s like… it’s like I’m one step away from it, if that… makes any sense…”
The vampire moaned, using the leverage of his feet against the bed to raise his hips, his cock twitching deeper into his love. “ ‘s more than I’d hoped ta have, Xan,” he admitted, his eyes closing as he felt that blissful hole tighten around him again. “Just knowin’ you know… what we had, what we WERE…” Spike swallowed hard to clear the lump in his throat. “What we will be again,” he said determinedly.
The human nodded and lifted his head. “I know that I’ve loved you for years, Spike… I know that when you… died… when I saw you burn, it…” He felt his eye leaking slow, fat tears. “That was the first time I ever really… thought about why I’d been so mean to you before the soul… and even after it, some. And it wasn’t because you were a vampire, or because you were once evil… and still can be at times…” He moaned, raising his hips a good six inches before sinking back onto Spike’s shaft.
“W-why, luv,” Spike whispered, his eyes opening to meet his Xander’s gaze. “What was it, then…?”
“I… wanted you,” Harris moaned softly, shifting back and forth gently. “I saw you giving your heart away… first to Dru even after she betrayed you time and time again, then to Buffy, and… I wanted it to be… me you loved.” He blushed. “I just couldn’t… admit it… not back then. If I wanted a man… male… then that meant… I… wasn’t one…” He groaned loudly. “You’d need to know my Dad to understand…”
The vampire snorted, even as he tried not to roll them and slam harder and deeper into his beloved’s ass. “Met th’ git a time or two, if you’ll recall. Pissant wanker had himself a good number of blokes on th’ side, you know. Could smell them on him when he came home drunk, which was more often than not.”
The human frowned slightly. The old man really had been drunk a lot. “Maybe that’s why he was such a prick. Fighting his true nature.”
Spike growled. “No excuse for the way he treated you, luv… should have made him more open-minded, not less. An’ if we keep talkin’ about the git, I’m goin’ ta lose interest in what we’re doin’. Just lettin’ you know, pet. Can’t talk about him and enjoy doin’ anythin’ other than imaginin’ rippin’ his innards out.”
And for some reason, knowing that Spike wanted to maim and kill his father gave Harris warm fuzzy feelings. In fact, if the shit hadn’t died in Sunnydale, he might have offered to help.
Instead of voicing that reaction, Harris chuckled softly and leaned down, kissing the vampire roughly. “Right. No more talking. Or not about that.” He leered suggestively. “You said something about me not being the shagee…?” he asked, his cock throbbing hard all of a sudden as it swelled fully.
Spike groaned, his own shaft getting harder still from the kiss alone. “Yeah, luv… miss feelin’ you in me. Need that. I can wait if you’re too tired, but…”
“No.” Harris kissed him again. “For some reason I’m not tired at all.” He grinned, trying not to gasp as he lifted himself from Spike’s spike. He lay down beside the other man, one hand rubbing lightly over tight little nipples, soft, twitching torso, then that tight abdomen to stroke lightly at the now warm cock that had been within him for hours. “Uh, do we have any of that…”
The vampire had never moved faster than he did in finding and passing his beloved the remaining half bottle of conditioner. “Remember, luv,” he growled softly as his human stroked him, “You don’t need ta be TOO gentle.
The human smiled, releasing Spike’s cock to open the bottle and shake a bit out into his hand. “Maybe not, babe,” he whispered, “But I want to be. We can do rough and hard later, okay?”
And the promise alone had Spike shivering as he felt those strong, thick fingers dip between his raised legs. “W-wait a tick, luv,” he whispered, “Need ta…” His hand slid down, finding the small base of the gel plug he’d been wearing since his human had left New York. He’d gotten used to it, really.
Harris blinked as Spike pulled the device from his rectum, his brow arching at the four inch length and inch and a half or so diameter at the base. “I am SO not that small, babe,” he complained, looking from the item to his ready shaft, comparing the two. “I think I’m insulted.”
The vampire chuckled and dropped the offending tool off the side of the bed. “Don’t be, pet,” he grinned. “Just… remember how you were all worried about hurtin’ me that first time an’… since you were goin’ ta be away for two soddin’ days, I figured it’d be best ta keep myself… loose enough that you wouldn’t have ta worry again. Hope you don’t mind…”
Warm lips pressed roughly against cooler ones and Harris grinned. “That’s my Spike… always the romantic.” His cream-slicked fingers delved again between strong, pale thighs, brushing lightly over the softly furred sac. “You know,” he groaned, two fingers slipping into the stretched passage easily, “Maybe we should get me one of those… for later.”
“ ‘s already… on… my list, luv,” Spike growled, his hips arching against the bed, trying to pull those fingers deeper. “Not that you’re…” he groaned, “Goin’ ta need it for a while…. Not lettin’ you… out of bed for… at least… a… week… Yeah, luv! Right there!”
The brunette smiled and groaned again as he slid a third finger in to join the first two, pressing against that hard little gland slowly. “Mmmm…” he whispered, leaning over to kiss his vampire again, harder. “In bed with you for a week? I’m petrified. What are you gonna threaten me with next? Enforced tongue baths?” he murmured teasingly against those lips before losing the ability to speak as tongues stroked and writhed, lips were nibbled, and finally, finally, bodies shifted, entering and being entered almost one and the same thing to them both.
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(A/N: Thanks, E, DaniKitten and TheShadowCat for taking the time to review. Glad you guys are liking this little jaunt down 'what might have been' lane. :) More soon, I think.)
Part 34
“Mmmm…” Harris moaned happily, his face buried in the side of Spike’s neck, “To paraphrase… someone… ‘this is the summer of my content…”
Spike chuckled softly, arching his neck as his human’s tongue swept softly over the healed bite there. “Yeah, pet… an’ it’s always goin’ ta be summer for us. Always hot an’ steamy, sweat drippin’ an’ makin’ you shimmer…” He purred, his arms wrapped around Xander’s back holding him gently but firmly. His hips shifted slightly, moving his cock within his beloved. “Told you I’d fit, luv,” he said smugly, chuckling again.
Harris laughed softly, squeezing that perfect hardness within him. “You did,” he groaned softly. “Gods, Spike, I can’t believe you’re still hard! Fuck, you came… twice!”
The blond smirked wickedly, doing his best not to moan at the tight grasp of his human’s anus. “ ‘s a vampire thing, luv… not goin’ ta let myself go soft til I know you’re done for th’ night. Figure two, three more shags are goin’ ta do it.”
The human groaned again, easing up on his vampire. “Do what? Kill me? Because I have no doubt that’s what’d happen. Shagged to death by William the Bloody.” He let out a happy sigh. “But what a way to go… I’d have the biggest smile on my face that anyone ever saw. All they’d be able to say was ‘but he looks so HAPPY… how can he be dead? And whatever killed him? Let me know’.” He grinned against the soft skin. “You’d have a definite future in assisted suicide, babe.”
Spike laughed for a few moments, his hands stroking up and down his Xan’s back. His thighs supported the younger man, holding him in place by the simple expedient of having his knees bent below the spot where they were joined, the soles of his feet flat on the bed. “ Never said you were goin’ ta be th’ shagee, did I?” he purred suggestively, chuckling even more when he felt his Xander’s cock stir between them.
“Fuck.” It was almost a whimper, but not quite. In fact, it was accompanied by a small, sharp nip at his vampire’s neck. “I… I remember that, Spike. That first… OUR first night. You… Gods. You let me have you… even before you had me, and… fuck, Spike, you were so…” Harris released a shuddering breath.
“You remember,” Spike echoed, “Really…? I mean, you REMEMBER…”
Harris nodded slowly, tasting his own sweat on his lover’s skin. “I… yeah. But it’s not as… immediate as most… memories. I know it happened. I can see it in my… in my mind. I can even FEEL it. But it’s like… it’s like I’m one step away from it, if that… makes any sense…”
The vampire moaned, using the leverage of his feet against the bed to raise his hips, his cock twitching deeper into his love. “ ‘s more than I’d hoped ta have, Xan,” he admitted, his eyes closing as he felt that blissful hole tighten around him again. “Just knowin’ you know… what we had, what we WERE…” Spike swallowed hard to clear the lump in his throat. “What we will be again,” he said determinedly.
The human nodded and lifted his head. “I know that I’ve loved you for years, Spike… I know that when you… died… when I saw you burn, it…” He felt his eye leaking slow, fat tears. “That was the first time I ever really… thought about why I’d been so mean to you before the soul… and even after it, some. And it wasn’t because you were a vampire, or because you were once evil… and still can be at times…” He moaned, raising his hips a good six inches before sinking back onto Spike’s shaft.
“W-why, luv,” Spike whispered, his eyes opening to meet his Xander’s gaze. “What was it, then…?”
“I… wanted you,” Harris moaned softly, shifting back and forth gently. “I saw you giving your heart away… first to Dru even after she betrayed you time and time again, then to Buffy, and… I wanted it to be… me you loved.” He blushed. “I just couldn’t… admit it… not back then. If I wanted a man… male… then that meant… I… wasn’t one…” He groaned loudly. “You’d need to know my Dad to understand…”
The vampire snorted, even as he tried not to roll them and slam harder and deeper into his beloved’s ass. “Met th’ git a time or two, if you’ll recall. Pissant wanker had himself a good number of blokes on th’ side, you know. Could smell them on him when he came home drunk, which was more often than not.”
The human frowned slightly. The old man really had been drunk a lot. “Maybe that’s why he was such a prick. Fighting his true nature.”
Spike growled. “No excuse for the way he treated you, luv… should have made him more open-minded, not less. An’ if we keep talkin’ about the git, I’m goin’ ta lose interest in what we’re doin’. Just lettin’ you know, pet. Can’t talk about him and enjoy doin’ anythin’ other than imaginin’ rippin’ his innards out.”
And for some reason, knowing that Spike wanted to maim and kill his father gave Harris warm fuzzy feelings. In fact, if the shit hadn’t died in Sunnydale, he might have offered to help.
Instead of voicing that reaction, Harris chuckled softly and leaned down, kissing the vampire roughly. “Right. No more talking. Or not about that.” He leered suggestively. “You said something about me not being the shagee…?” he asked, his cock throbbing hard all of a sudden as it swelled fully.
Spike groaned, his own shaft getting harder still from the kiss alone. “Yeah, luv… miss feelin’ you in me. Need that. I can wait if you’re too tired, but…”
“No.” Harris kissed him again. “For some reason I’m not tired at all.” He grinned, trying not to gasp as he lifted himself from Spike’s spike. He lay down beside the other man, one hand rubbing lightly over tight little nipples, soft, twitching torso, then that tight abdomen to stroke lightly at the now warm cock that had been within him for hours. “Uh, do we have any of that…”
The vampire had never moved faster than he did in finding and passing his beloved the remaining half bottle of conditioner. “Remember, luv,” he growled softly as his human stroked him, “You don’t need ta be TOO gentle.
The human smiled, releasing Spike’s cock to open the bottle and shake a bit out into his hand. “Maybe not, babe,” he whispered, “But I want to be. We can do rough and hard later, okay?”
And the promise alone had Spike shivering as he felt those strong, thick fingers dip between his raised legs. “W-wait a tick, luv,” he whispered, “Need ta…” His hand slid down, finding the small base of the gel plug he’d been wearing since his human had left New York. He’d gotten used to it, really.
Harris blinked as Spike pulled the device from his rectum, his brow arching at the four inch length and inch and a half or so diameter at the base. “I am SO not that small, babe,” he complained, looking from the item to his ready shaft, comparing the two. “I think I’m insulted.”
The vampire chuckled and dropped the offending tool off the side of the bed. “Don’t be, pet,” he grinned. “Just… remember how you were all worried about hurtin’ me that first time an’… since you were goin’ ta be away for two soddin’ days, I figured it’d be best ta keep myself… loose enough that you wouldn’t have ta worry again. Hope you don’t mind…”
Warm lips pressed roughly against cooler ones and Harris grinned. “That’s my Spike… always the romantic.” His cream-slicked fingers delved again between strong, pale thighs, brushing lightly over the softly furred sac. “You know,” he groaned, two fingers slipping into the stretched passage easily, “Maybe we should get me one of those… for later.”
“ ‘s already… on… my list, luv,” Spike growled, his hips arching against the bed, trying to pull those fingers deeper. “Not that you’re…” he groaned, “Goin’ ta need it for a while…. Not lettin’ you… out of bed for… at least… a… week… Yeah, luv! Right there!”
The brunette smiled and groaned again as he slid a third finger in to join the first two, pressing against that hard little gland slowly. “Mmmm…” he whispered, leaning over to kiss his vampire again, harder. “In bed with you for a week? I’m petrified. What are you gonna threaten me with next? Enforced tongue baths?” he murmured teasingly against those lips before losing the ability to speak as tongues stroked and writhed, lips were nibbled, and finally, finally, bodies shifted, entering and being entered almost one and the same thing to them both.
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(A/N: Thanks, E, DaniKitten and TheShadowCat for taking the time to review. Glad you guys are liking this little jaunt down 'what might have been' lane. :) More soon, I think.)