Quantum Xander II: In Wake of the Curse
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BtVS AU/AR › Slash - Male/Male › Spike(William)/Xander
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Adult ++
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65
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20,556
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~PART 41~
Part 41
Hallie was almost salivating as she watched Xander think over his options. She knew he wouldn’t disappoint her; he was always the noble one - putting everyone else first. He would do it this time, as well. She was sure of it.
“I’ve made a decision.”
“All you have to do is say the words, and it will all be over.”
“Go to hell. I won’t wish, no way no how.”
Hallie waved her arms and smiled.
“Done!”
Xander silently counted down from three and grinned as she turned and glared at him.
“What?! What do you mean you won’t do it? You would let the world suffer just so you could keep fucking a vampire?”
“Yep. See, I have faith in Buffy. She’ll defeat the First and the world will be fine.”
“And Anyanka?”
“She knows the score. If she isn’t happy with her job, she should quit. Being human isn’t a bad deal, Hallie. In fact, I think you should try it.”
In a move that Xander wasn’t even sure how he pulled off, he ripped Halfrek’s necklace from her throat and smashed it under his boot heel. Hallie screamed.
Just then, screams from inside the building brought the others toward Xander and the newly-human Halfrek. Xander didn’t even spare a backward glance at her as he led the charge inside to help out his friends.
What he found inside was carnage - pure and simple. Rona’s arm had been busted and two of the other girls were dead. Buffy was unconscious on the far side of the room and Spike was looking a bit worse for wear. Xander looked at his mate; Spike nodded and Xander went to help Buffy.
Faith engaged Caleb, but she was no match for his strength - none of them were. Xander knew that they had walked into a trap, and that they needed to retreat. He began pulling Buffy toward the stairs.
“Xander, get them out of here. Do it.”
Xander nodded and started to gather the rest of the girls. Buffy rushed back into the fight with Caleb, trying to buy Xander enough time to get the others out. She saw what he did to Molly - one of the girls he killed and she lashed out at him in fury. Caleb sailed across the room with the force of the blow.
Spike and Xander were helping the girls to the stairs when Caleb got back up. He grabbed Xander and turned him around to face him.
“You’re the one who sees everything, aren’t you?”
Caleb reared his hand back in front of Xander’s face.
“Well, let’s see what we can do about that.”
Xander could see the thumb coming towards his eye almost as if in slow motion. He heard Spike’s roar of rage and turned his head to see him running toward him. He knew Spike wouldn’t make it; he could see that Spike knew it too. Not even knowing how it was that he was doing it, Xander merely stepped to the side, and then time started to return to normal all around him.
“How did you…”
Caleb didn’t get a chance to finish his sentence as Spike tackled him to the ground, pouring all his rage and fury out on the man who tried to hurt what was his. Xander quickly grabbed Spike and pulled him away. Buffy was still waiting for them.
“Xander, Spike. Come on!”
The trio headed outside to find the others waiting for them. They were all in bad shape - some worse than others - and they needed to get some of the girls to the hospital. Buffy pulled out her cell phone and called home. Willow said she’d be there in a few minutes with the car.
Xander looked around but didn’t see Hallie anywhere. He wondered whether he did the right thing in destroying her power center. Anya had had help acclimating, she had the scoobies and she had him, Hallie was wandering around Sunnydale at night by herself. Xander didn’t have time to worry about Halfrek, though; he had to help the others. They needed to get as far away from the vineyard as they could.
Spike was helping Rona; the girl was minutes away from passing out. Xander saw a couple of the other girls who looked like they would collapse any minute and headed toward them. He placed a hand on each of them and sent a small burst of energy through them. He smiled at the shocked look on their faces and headed off to see if Buffy and Faith were okay.
Willow showed up minutes later; Xander didn’t want to know how fast she must have been driving to get there that quickly. They piled Rona into the front seat with Willow and a couple of the other girls into the back. Willow drove off to the hospital and Buffy turned to Xander.
“Can you and Spike take the girls back to the house? I want to make sure the others are okay.”
“Sure thing, Buff.”
“Thanks.”
Faith shrugged her shoulders and headed after Buffy. Xander rounded up the rest of the girls and he and Spike walked them back to Buffy’s. They answered Giles’ questions, reassured Dawn that Buffy was fine, and then headed home.
Once inside the door, Spike grabbed Xander and pushed his back against the door before attacking his mouth. Xander yielded to his mate’s desire and kissed him back just as aggressively. When Spike finally pulled away to let Xander get some much-needed oxygen, he buried his face into his neck and sucked on his claim scar.
“Spike? Not that I’m complaining, but what’s this all about?”
The blond released the patch of skin from his mouth and pulled Xander away from the door. He began leading him back toward the bedroom as he answered.
“Almost lost you tonight, pet. Scared me.”
“I’m okay; not even a scratch.”
“I wasn’t fast enough, love. If you hadn’t made with the mojo, he’d have gotten you. Blinded you, maybe even killed you. Can’t lose you, Xander. Not now; I’ve only just found you.”
Xander kissed Spike and then grabbed the hem of the vampire’s t-shirt and slowly began pulling it up - exposing a smooth, flat stomach that just begged to be touched, a well defined six-pack that Xander desperately wanted to explore with his tongue.
Spike raised his arms and Xander pulled the shirt over his head and tossed it aside before slowly lowering his mouth to Spike’s collarbone. He nipped it lightly and then traced all the way across to the other side of his chest, stopping in the middle to suck on the hollow in between. Spike groaned and let his eyes fall shut as he felt his mate’s warm lips slowly move to his right nipple.
Xander teased the little nubbin of flesh into a hard peak and then bit down softly. Spike made a strangled keening noise and Xander soothed the small hurt by laving it with his tongue before repeating the process on the left nipple.
Spike sighed and threaded his hands through his boy’s hair as he felt the tip of Xander’s tongue trailing wetly across his abs. He moaned as Xander’s hands trailed up the backs of his legs and then squeezed his ass firmly. He could now see why Anya had called Xander a Viking in the sack. There was just no describing what it felt like to be the focus of this man’s attention. Spike had never felt so cherished or wanted as he did when Xander took his time exploring his body.
The man in question had finished his exploration of Spike’s abdominals and was now contemplating his navel. He dipped his tongue inside and swirled it around, causing Spike to jump slightly and emit a tiny squeak. Xander chuckled against the firm flesh under his lips and then sucked lightly on the small indentation. Knowing that Spike’s bellybutton was sensitive, he decided not to overstimulate it and kissed his way down the light dusting of hair that disappeared into the waistband of the tight, black jeans.
“Mmm. Happy trail.”
Xander smiled as he remembered the confusion he had felt the first time he had heard that phrase. It had been Cordelia who had finally explained what it meant. He remembered blushing profusely when she told him.
“What was that, love?”
Xander looked up at Spike, his bangs falling into his eyes and grinned.
“Happy trail.”
He licked said happy trail in explanation.
“Why do you call it that?”
Xander just grinned and popped open the button of Spike’s jeans with his teeth. Spike watched as his zipper was slowly lowered the same way. Xander peeled back the open front of the vampire’s jeans and was smacked in the forehead with his lover’s hard cock. He shook his head fondly and moved back a bit.
Starting at Spike’s navel again, he licked his way down the trail until he reached the base of his mate’s cock. He looked up to see Spike watching him, a look of lust and longing on his face.
“Happy trail - ’cause when you get to the end of the trail, you get a happy.”
That said, Xander swooped down and sucked Spike’s penis into his mouth. He heard a soft ‘Oh’ from above him before the hands tightened in his hair and Spike groaned loudly.
Hallie was almost salivating as she watched Xander think over his options. She knew he wouldn’t disappoint her; he was always the noble one - putting everyone else first. He would do it this time, as well. She was sure of it.
“I’ve made a decision.”
“All you have to do is say the words, and it will all be over.”
“Go to hell. I won’t wish, no way no how.”
Hallie waved her arms and smiled.
“Done!”
Xander silently counted down from three and grinned as she turned and glared at him.
“What?! What do you mean you won’t do it? You would let the world suffer just so you could keep fucking a vampire?”
“Yep. See, I have faith in Buffy. She’ll defeat the First and the world will be fine.”
“And Anyanka?”
“She knows the score. If she isn’t happy with her job, she should quit. Being human isn’t a bad deal, Hallie. In fact, I think you should try it.”
In a move that Xander wasn’t even sure how he pulled off, he ripped Halfrek’s necklace from her throat and smashed it under his boot heel. Hallie screamed.
Just then, screams from inside the building brought the others toward Xander and the newly-human Halfrek. Xander didn’t even spare a backward glance at her as he led the charge inside to help out his friends.
What he found inside was carnage - pure and simple. Rona’s arm had been busted and two of the other girls were dead. Buffy was unconscious on the far side of the room and Spike was looking a bit worse for wear. Xander looked at his mate; Spike nodded and Xander went to help Buffy.
Faith engaged Caleb, but she was no match for his strength - none of them were. Xander knew that they had walked into a trap, and that they needed to retreat. He began pulling Buffy toward the stairs.
“Xander, get them out of here. Do it.”
Xander nodded and started to gather the rest of the girls. Buffy rushed back into the fight with Caleb, trying to buy Xander enough time to get the others out. She saw what he did to Molly - one of the girls he killed and she lashed out at him in fury. Caleb sailed across the room with the force of the blow.
Spike and Xander were helping the girls to the stairs when Caleb got back up. He grabbed Xander and turned him around to face him.
“You’re the one who sees everything, aren’t you?”
Caleb reared his hand back in front of Xander’s face.
“Well, let’s see what we can do about that.”
Xander could see the thumb coming towards his eye almost as if in slow motion. He heard Spike’s roar of rage and turned his head to see him running toward him. He knew Spike wouldn’t make it; he could see that Spike knew it too. Not even knowing how it was that he was doing it, Xander merely stepped to the side, and then time started to return to normal all around him.
“How did you…”
Caleb didn’t get a chance to finish his sentence as Spike tackled him to the ground, pouring all his rage and fury out on the man who tried to hurt what was his. Xander quickly grabbed Spike and pulled him away. Buffy was still waiting for them.
“Xander, Spike. Come on!”
The trio headed outside to find the others waiting for them. They were all in bad shape - some worse than others - and they needed to get some of the girls to the hospital. Buffy pulled out her cell phone and called home. Willow said she’d be there in a few minutes with the car.
Xander looked around but didn’t see Hallie anywhere. He wondered whether he did the right thing in destroying her power center. Anya had had help acclimating, she had the scoobies and she had him, Hallie was wandering around Sunnydale at night by herself. Xander didn’t have time to worry about Halfrek, though; he had to help the others. They needed to get as far away from the vineyard as they could.
Spike was helping Rona; the girl was minutes away from passing out. Xander saw a couple of the other girls who looked like they would collapse any minute and headed toward them. He placed a hand on each of them and sent a small burst of energy through them. He smiled at the shocked look on their faces and headed off to see if Buffy and Faith were okay.
Willow showed up minutes later; Xander didn’t want to know how fast she must have been driving to get there that quickly. They piled Rona into the front seat with Willow and a couple of the other girls into the back. Willow drove off to the hospital and Buffy turned to Xander.
“Can you and Spike take the girls back to the house? I want to make sure the others are okay.”
“Sure thing, Buff.”
“Thanks.”
Faith shrugged her shoulders and headed after Buffy. Xander rounded up the rest of the girls and he and Spike walked them back to Buffy’s. They answered Giles’ questions, reassured Dawn that Buffy was fine, and then headed home.
Once inside the door, Spike grabbed Xander and pushed his back against the door before attacking his mouth. Xander yielded to his mate’s desire and kissed him back just as aggressively. When Spike finally pulled away to let Xander get some much-needed oxygen, he buried his face into his neck and sucked on his claim scar.
“Spike? Not that I’m complaining, but what’s this all about?”
The blond released the patch of skin from his mouth and pulled Xander away from the door. He began leading him back toward the bedroom as he answered.
“Almost lost you tonight, pet. Scared me.”
“I’m okay; not even a scratch.”
“I wasn’t fast enough, love. If you hadn’t made with the mojo, he’d have gotten you. Blinded you, maybe even killed you. Can’t lose you, Xander. Not now; I’ve only just found you.”
Xander kissed Spike and then grabbed the hem of the vampire’s t-shirt and slowly began pulling it up - exposing a smooth, flat stomach that just begged to be touched, a well defined six-pack that Xander desperately wanted to explore with his tongue.
Spike raised his arms and Xander pulled the shirt over his head and tossed it aside before slowly lowering his mouth to Spike’s collarbone. He nipped it lightly and then traced all the way across to the other side of his chest, stopping in the middle to suck on the hollow in between. Spike groaned and let his eyes fall shut as he felt his mate’s warm lips slowly move to his right nipple.
Xander teased the little nubbin of flesh into a hard peak and then bit down softly. Spike made a strangled keening noise and Xander soothed the small hurt by laving it with his tongue before repeating the process on the left nipple.
Spike sighed and threaded his hands through his boy’s hair as he felt the tip of Xander’s tongue trailing wetly across his abs. He moaned as Xander’s hands trailed up the backs of his legs and then squeezed his ass firmly. He could now see why Anya had called Xander a Viking in the sack. There was just no describing what it felt like to be the focus of this man’s attention. Spike had never felt so cherished or wanted as he did when Xander took his time exploring his body.
The man in question had finished his exploration of Spike’s abdominals and was now contemplating his navel. He dipped his tongue inside and swirled it around, causing Spike to jump slightly and emit a tiny squeak. Xander chuckled against the firm flesh under his lips and then sucked lightly on the small indentation. Knowing that Spike’s bellybutton was sensitive, he decided not to overstimulate it and kissed his way down the light dusting of hair that disappeared into the waistband of the tight, black jeans.
“Mmm. Happy trail.”
Xander smiled as he remembered the confusion he had felt the first time he had heard that phrase. It had been Cordelia who had finally explained what it meant. He remembered blushing profusely when she told him.
“What was that, love?”
Xander looked up at Spike, his bangs falling into his eyes and grinned.
“Happy trail.”
He licked said happy trail in explanation.
“Why do you call it that?”
Xander just grinned and popped open the button of Spike’s jeans with his teeth. Spike watched as his zipper was slowly lowered the same way. Xander peeled back the open front of the vampire’s jeans and was smacked in the forehead with his lover’s hard cock. He shook his head fondly and moved back a bit.
Starting at Spike’s navel again, he licked his way down the trail until he reached the base of his mate’s cock. He looked up to see Spike watching him, a look of lust and longing on his face.
“Happy trail - ’cause when you get to the end of the trail, you get a happy.”
That said, Xander swooped down and sucked Spike’s penis into his mouth. He heard a soft ‘Oh’ from above him before the hands tightened in his hair and Spike groaned loudly.