Where? When? Gah!

Chapter 5 - The Talk (NC-17)

Xander wandered out to the living room. Will was still engrossed in
his television show, so he sat on the armchair next to the sofa. He
kept his distance, not wanting to scare Will off again.

When another intermission began for the show, Will turned to greet
his newest visitor. "Good afternoon sir."

"Hi Will. How are you doing today?" Xander asked.

"I'm fine given my situation sir. I'm still a bit confused. I just can't
understand how you were able to pull me through time to this place?"
Will was still incredulous. "It's nothing like any story I've ever heard or
read of."

"I know it's confusing Will. I'll try to explain some more today. Will
you let me help you?"

"Of course sir, I would be more than happy to accept your
assistance." Will answered politely. He was trying very hard to
remain still, his earlier arousal having not completely abated.
Engrossing himself with the magic picture bod ald allowed him to
calm himself a bit, but he was still half erect and was uncomfortably
aware of how close the young master was sitting.

What was wrong with him? He'd never embarrassed himself in such
a manner before. It seemed as if everything around him was
stimulating beyond belief. He was still shamefully aware of his
indiscretion this morning, and hoped that Mr. Giles would not deign to
search his discarded clothing too well.

"Thank you Will." Xander replied solmenly. He glanced down at his
folded hands and noticed his shoelaces were untied. Bending down
on one knee he afforded Will a look at the top of his brown locks.

Will gasped, a hand flying up to cover his offending mouth. His
erection had returned in earnest as he realized that the anonymous
lover from his morning dream had been the young man sitting before
him. "Dear Lord." He whispered softly. What was going on?

Xander quickly made his way over to Will's side, placing a hand on
one knee. "What is it Will? Is everything okay?"

The hand pressing into his flesh was scalding, even through the khaki
material covering his pale leg. He felt his penis jump and twitch, and
he moaned involuntarily. Turning away, he closed his eyes not
wanting to face the man before him.

"Are you hurt?" Xander's anxiety was doubled with Will's continued
silence. He looked down automatically when he felt Will's leg shift
beneath his hand. He barely suppressed a moan of his own when he
finally noticed Will's sizeable problem. His own arousal growing along
with his cock at the obvious excitement his lover was feeling.

Xander's heart did a small flip as he realized that Will was aroused
because of his proximity. Could he be remembering their ti tog together?

"Will, please tell me. Do you remember anything past the night of the
party now?" Xander begged for some reassurance.

"No sir I don't. I'm afraid...that is...I..." Will was becoming
increasingly uncomfortable. His arousal was not abating, and actually
felt as if it were growing stronger. There was a strong odor wafting
through the apartment tickling his senses. He thought it might be
coming from young Xander, but he hadn't noticed it earlier when the
man had first walked into the room.

In any case, it was causing his erection to throb and pulse and he
wasn't sure what he was supposed to do now. He'd promised the
young lady that he would not attempt to go outside again. But he
could not in good conscience remain in the room with the young man
he had apparently been fantasizing about ear in in the day.
Fantasizing about a young man! What would mother say?!

"I...I...please excuse me...I'm afraid I need to refresh myself." Will
babbled as he stood and made his way to the downstairs water
closet. The pleasurable ache had now become a painful throb.
Unseemly or not, he was in desperate need for release.

He sighed in relief as the door clicked shut behind him. He turned to
throw the lock, assuring himself he would be undisturbed for the
interim. Slowly he undid his trousers and lowered them, along with
his underclothes until he was able to free his hard member. The
harsh rasp of the cotton sliding against his penis caused him to
groan.

Outside Xander heard the deep reverberations of Will's groan making
his whole body tingle and his cock begin to dribble clear white fluid.
Fuck he missed his lover! One night alone and he was already going
into withdrawal. In order to save himself the embarrassment of being
caught by either Giles or Willow, Xander turned and ran up the stairs
to the second floor bathroom.

He dropped his pants as soon as he was able to close the bathroom
door. He had enough sense to at least lift the toilet lid so as to save
the messy clean up. The head of his cock was already wet and
purple.

He grasped the base and slowly pulled up, taking drops of pre-cum at
the tip and swirling them around the head before pulling his fist back
down. His grip was tight and he imagined it was the cool mouth of his
lover, wrapping around the head and sliding down to the root. He
groaned, closing his eyes to further the illusion.

Downstairs Will had gently wrapped his fingers around the length of
his shaft. He used the wet fluid already glistening at the tip to ease
his strokes, moaning softly at each pull of the foreskin on the
upstroke. Unbidden images of dark hair and chocolate eyes
appeared before him, making his penis jump in his hand.

How can he be thinking of the young gentleman he'd just met?
Hadn't his fantasies all consisted of sweet Cecily up until last night?
What had happened to him to make all his desires change so swiftly
and utterly? He couldn't stifle the loud moan as he remembered the
deep ache he'd felt in his dream this morning. The warm mouth
encasing his member had felt so good, almost as if it had actually
happened.

Xander could tell that he was close. The thought that Spike was
somehow trying to regain control of his body was immensely
fortifying. Why else would Will become aroused at Xander's presence
if he didn't at least remember some of their relationship? Xander's
hand moved faster. He took his other hand and began to gently
massage his balls, rolling them against one another until the ache
became too strong.

He felt as his cock began to pulse and fill with his semen. Aiming the
tip at the toilet bowl he ejaculated with a long expelled breath. His
hips thrusting until his dick was empty of all fluid.

Will had no more time to ponder his new found desires. His sac was
drawing up ais pis penis was throbbing. He felt every jolt as each
pulse pushed more sticky semen out of the tip. He couldn't prevent
the loud groan as he spilled himself into the clear water and he hung
his head in shame. He hoped that at least the young miss had not
heard his loud cry.

***

It was several minutes before Xander had calmed down enough to
clean himself up. He splashed cool water on his face and waited until
the flush diminished before he once again left the room to search for
his boyfriend. When he emerged into the living room downstairs it
was clear that Will was still hiding out in the restroom.

He went over and knocked quietly on the door. "Will? We need to
talk. Can you come out please?"

"I'm afraid I'm still indisposed young sir." Will answered, still too
ashamed to leave the room. He didn't think he could face Xander
knowing that he had such lustful thoughts about the young man.

"It's okay Will." Xander tried to reassure him. "It's perfectly natural.
I'll explain more when you come out. We just need to sit and talk."

He knows! The young man knows that I was thinking of him! What to
do n How How could he face him? He was probably disgusted by his
obvious displays of arousal earlier. Maybe he wanted to take him to
task for being so crude as to relieve himself in the water closet. How
embarrassing!

The knocks became increasingly loud with Xander's increasing
concern. "Will please!" Knock. Knock. "If you don't come out in the
next 5 minutes, I'm coming in."

Reluctantly Will stood and straightened his clothing. He walked
slowly over to the door and threw the lock open, turning the knob until
he heard the click as the door came loose. Unable to look into
Xander's eyes, he focused his on the floor before his feet, waiting as
the door swung open to reveal the dark haired young man.

Xander felt his heart drop to his stomach at the sight his lover made.
He was mussed from his recent activities, causing Xander's breathing
to increase. He always loved Spike mussed! But the look of utter
shame and embarrent ent made Xander ache inside.

"It's okay Spi - Will. Can you come sit with me in the living room?"
Xander prompted.

Without a word, Will shuffled his way down the hall toward the sitting
room. He took the furthest seat on the couch and continued to stare
resolutely down at the floor. Xander sat on the opposite end of the
couch, wanting to be close but not too close to his vamp.

"I know you don't remember me." Xander's voice hitched slightly.
"But we're close. Close fr-friends. I think maybe you might be feeling
or sensing things that are confusing you, but there's nothing wrong
with those feelings. There's nothing to be ashamed of."

"Close friends?" Will questioned. "Friends who take tea together, or
friends like young miss Willow and miss Tara?"

Xander's eyebrose ose in surprise. "You know about Wills and
Tara?"

Will nodded. "Miss Willow was good enough to explain their
relationship to me when I made a buffoon of myself by complimenting
her this morning." Will was still embarrassed at his earlier actions
toward the redhead.

"Would it...would it bother you if we were like Wills and Tara?" It was
Xander's turn to study the floor as he waited for an answer.

"I'm not sure...I...I just don't think I can believe it sir." Will explained.
"I mean I've never even looked at another gentleman in such a
manner."

"Will, I told you once that I'd never lie to you. I know you don't
remember it. But I meant it. I'd never lie to you, especially about us."
Xander's reply was earnest.

Will shook his head, trying to rid himself of the mental images the
conversation was imposing. Amazingly he felt his penis twitch to life
once more. "No!" He cried softly. "No mother would *never*
approve!"

Xander cringed at Will's exclamation. "Will, I know you don't want to
hear this but - I love you." Xander took a chance and reached out to
grab Will's hand. "And you love me. You just can't remember right
now." Xander finished with a frustrated growl.

To his surprise Will do not withdraw his hand. He cherished the
moment, cradling the soft cool skin in his grip. He began to draw
small circles with his thumb, tracing the lines gracing Will's palm. He
felt more than heard Will's slight whimper.

"I...I can tell you more about our life together?" Xander began.
"Maybe it will help you to remember?"

Will found himself nodding slowly, even as he heard the silent scream
of denial his mind was shouting.

"Well, it sorta started about two years ago. It was another spell that
got us together." Xander remembered the few days he spent as
Spike fondly. "We sorta got switched. I mean, you had my body and
I had yours. Like Freaky Friday!" Xander slapped his head as he
realized the vamp wouldn't recognize any pop culture references.
"Right, stopping with the Disney movie references."

Will only smiled softly, not wanting Xander to stop his narrative.

"Well, it sorta gas a s a chance to see what it was like to be the other
person. You know? Before that we didn't really get along all that
well. But after I realized what you were going through and how strong
a person that made you, I knew that I couldn't hate you anymore.
And by then I sorta knew that I was already falling in love with you."
Xander explained.

"And, well, Iss yss you felt the same. I mean you went through the
same thing. Got to know me inside out I guess, and you liked what
you saw." Reluctantly Xander let go of Will's hand. "We've been
together ever since."

"So you're saying that we...that you're my beau?" Will asked wanting
to clarify yet again.

"Yes."

Before Will could make any other comment the door burst open and
one of the young women from the other night appeared. Will jumped
up instantly on alert. His skin was tingling all over and he had the
intense but extremely ridiculous notion to run out of the room.

"Hey Xan, how is he?" Buffy asked her friend.

"He's in the room Buff. You can ask him yourself." Xander hated
when people talked about him like he wasn't there, he wasn't about to
do it to Will.

"Oh, sorry." Buffy turned to the nervous vamp. "How are you Will?
Are you okay?" She asked concerned at his reaction to her arrival.

"Yes miss. Thank you for asking." He answered by rote. His skin
itched all over and he longed to run from the slim figure before him.

Why was he reacting like this to such a petite young girl? She was
obviously no danger to him. His reaction to her was causing his brow
to furrow in concern.

"Buffy I think you're scaring him." Xander began, immediately moving
closer to Will's side. His worried tripled when the vamp automatically
leaned into his embrace, as if seeking comfort. "Don't worry Will.
She won't hurt you." His arm came around to quickly wrap around
Will's waist.

"No, of course not sir." Will tried to sound calm, but his voice
wavered ever so slightly. He cringed at the feminine display.

Giles had entered the room when he heard the front door burst open.
Watching the scene play out he realized what the problem was. "Will,
I know your probably feeling very anxious right now. It's only natural.
Buffy doesn't look dangerous, but believe me she is. And your innate
vampire senses know that."

Will only nodded, not losing contact with Xander's body.

"But Xander is correct. She won't hurt you. Please believe that."
Giles continued.

"Yes sir." He nodded again.

"Why don't we go upstairs. You can take a small nap, you can
probably use the rest." Xander wanted to get him as far from Buffy as
possible. It was obvious he didn't understand his feelings toward the
Slayer.

"Okay Xan." Will replied as Xander maneuvered him up the stairs.

Xander thrilled to hear Will call him by his namename. Maybe he was
remembering more than he thought?