Night Life

Night Life: Four of Spades
Rating: R (For smut... Finally!)
Archive - Feedback: Found in chapters 1 to 3.
Notes: Oi, I took forever on this! I'm so sorry but I hope you think it's worth it. Just read on and see what I mean ^^
Music: Savage Garden (1st CD)
Summary: Deal is done and easy. Psssht! Yeah right!

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Spike leaned back towards the bed, working Xander's legs away from the hazardous comforter before swooping down to scoop the protesting human into his arms only to unceremoniously drop him onto the rumpled bed. The brunette fell flat on his back, writhing under Spike as the vampire draped himself over Xander's body, cool hands taking hold of his wrists and placing them overhead as though tied. When Spike finally contained the flutter of movement below he pushed his hips downward, groaning at the spread of heat even through the black denim of his jeans.

Xander could only stare up at the blonde, mouth open in shock with the feeling of an erection pressed against his crotch, shame flooding his face bright red as the sensation was not completely unwelcome. The guitarist gave off a full body shiver when Spike once more dragged his tongue along the rim of his ear before whispering softly, "Gonna make you feel good, Xan."

The look of shocked arousal and undetermined lust in Xander's eyes was a sight that sang to Spike's demon, the being inside wanting to claim the boy a thousand times over if only to see those eyes in such a state again. Spike emitted a deep rumbling growl as the human thrust up instinctively from his provocative words, trying to gain friction on a steadily growing hard-on. An answering moan sounded by Xander when the vampire rolled his hips, grounding identical bulges together.

"Harder," Xander gasped, unconsciously winding his arms around Spike. He pulled the solid body closer to him, increasing the contact between their two bodies losing himself in the sudden haze of teenage hormones. Spike groaned and thrust faster, increasing the force of each push wanting to sink into Xander's body, enveloped in warmth as he stroked them off. Spike having dropped his head to Xander's bared shoulder, sucking lightly on the skin, moaning as the boy actually tilted his head to give access to his neck and baring a tempting pulse point.

Slowly the blonde made his way from the sweet skin of shoulder to neck, lapping at the artery to feel the jump of the heart beat underneath his tongue. The journey continued back to Xander's ear so that he could nibble softly on the lobe, not once slackening the grind of denim and leather below. "Do you agree to my deal?" He hissed sharply when Xander bucked underneath him, the mortal wanting it to be quicker with completion approaching at the already frantic pace. "I bloody hell hope so..."

The rest was lost as the vampire gritted his teeth against a tug of almost-orgasm that pulled at his spine, having suffered too long from unwanted celibacy. His body wanting to come right there with a hot, though not completely willing body underneath him before going for another round. Everything was heightened ten fold with the blood rushing in his ears accompanied by the furious thrumming of the human heart; just something he was not privileged to since the Drusilla and the chip had been introduced to his unlife.

Xander tried to focus and concentrate on what he was doing so he could stop it but the way Spike was pounding against his body, he just couldn't. Hearing as the vampire growled in his ear or the short bursts of air cooling the burning of his skin was maddening and that's when he felt it. The tingling curling around him, stretching and spreading out like something about to explode inside him. Then he was coming, was coating the inside of his leather pants. His body all but screaming 'More!' while his mind was numb from panic.

Spike felt Xander freeze, felt the boy's cock swell and burst as he climaxed. Yet the vampire kept moving, knowing that the more he touched the boy the longer the pleasure would last and the heat remained blazing on his skin. He looked at the brown eyes that were wide and blind as Xander lay still amidst the lightening rush of orgasm. Spike was lost in knowing that he'd done that first to the seemingly poster boy of heterosexuality, had now sealed the brunette to him with this extra bit of material. It was enough to send the blonde over the edge, bucking and shuddering against the hot body before collapsing boneless on the heaving mortal chest.

"Oh shit."

"Is that an 'Oh shit Spike you ARE a sex god' or 'Oh shit I've been dragged into further blackmail'. Either answer would be correct." Spike just poured out an aura of victory as he shifted on top of the still limp Xander, only making a light wince at the reminder within his jeans that he was a bit too hasty in getting off, but he had a duster for cover-up. When the delectable Xander didn't even make an effort to look at the vampire, Spike gave a snort a reached out to tangle his fingers in damp hair and lift the boy's head for good after-sex tonsil hockey.

"I won't be your fuck toy"

Well, if that didn't freeze Spike on his mid-mission kiss there couldn't be much of anything that would in the future. Looking closely the blonde vampire felt a bit off odds at seeing Xander's head suddenly turn away to try and let his hair hide the ashamed face leaving Spike dumbfounded. His choices being to either continue his expedition with the boy's defenses down or ease off to find how Xander had come to the 'fuck toy' conclusion. Sure he wasn't completely off on that statement with the way the demon in him was thinking but it still left Spike beyond curious. And so Spike remained placed on the human's body, keeping hold as he was sure Xander would bolt at the first opportunity if it so reared it's face.

"You did say an' I quote 'Anything' when I asked what'd you do to keep this gig of yours all hush-hush. 'Fraid our little romp just made your opinions zip in this relationship." Soulless-ness had reared its bleached head and Xander closed his eyes only to have the events of a few seconds ago flash behind his lids, the intensity of the action stunted at the thought of what would come next.

When he opened them again, Xander turned his head to once again face Spike. If he spit in the vampire's face and told him to fuck off and leave him alone, Spike would very well run off to tell all his friends that he had been humping with the blonde in a demon/human mixed night club where he played in a band wearing nothing but chains and black leather. And that he enjoyed it on a level he wasn't about to even admit to himself. "You're right."

The defeated awe in Xander's voice had Spike actually thinking of other options, after all, it wouldn't do to have a body that lay there just because it had to. Sometimes things were better when they had at least a shred of enthusiasm mixed in, just like the frottage they had going on before and that was reason enough for the Brit vampire to switch to a new plan of action.

Spike rolled himself off of Xander to instead prop onto his side, casually watching the guitarist blink in surprise before slowly sitting up, neck practically creaking to gaze at the blue-eyed demon. They stayed like that for who knows how long, just Xander staring down at the sprawled Spike who in turn stared at the boy looking faintly bored. He never knew how the blonde could pull off that look after what had happened in what he guessed was only ten minutes because Xander was mentally thinking how much blood and money it would take Spike to never touch him again.

"Either say something or I jump you again." Blinking and stunned eyes were Spike's only answer causing a slow grin to emerge on his lips. "Is that a yes?"

"N-no!" And there Xander went again for the edge of the bed, stopped from spilling over like last time by a pale hand grabbing his ankle to drag the human back to Spike. He crossed his legs, hands clasped in his lap as though it would stop Spike from doing anything else he would both despise and mindlessly crave like any hormone driven male. That thought reminding him he was wearing expensive leather now ruined by their doggy fun which lead to... "Does this mean you're going to...you know?"

Even before Spike had opened his mouth, the door to the room was kicked in causing both patrons to scramble off the bed. Xander's band mates filed into the little place armed with what seemed to be once a wooden chair, now broken up into impromptu stakes with Spike's name branded over every inch of splintered wood. Of course they stopped short seeing their brunette guitarist sprawled on the floor and the vampire they aimed to dust standing in front of him in full game face fighting stance.

Xander looked at them, a timid smile on place and raised a hand to give a light wave seen through the gap of Spike's legs. "Uh... Hi guys."

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Iktia: Bah, I got side-tracked and didn't get to do all I wanted for this chapter. I'll explain other stuff in the next...maybe. Wanna get a lot of reviews so I can inflate my ego and put my muses on hyper drive. ^^