How? Why? Bloody Hell, Yes!

Chapter 6 - Xander's Night (NC-17)

Xander was bouncing around the room. The party had started about
half an hour ago, the music was loud and his friends were raucous.
Willow had gone all out with the food, and had even gotten a live
band to play. But Xander's exuberance had nothing to do with that.
Although he was grateful to Willow and happy that his friends could
make the party, he really had only one thing on his mind; Spike.

His right hand came around to grasp his left, fingers circling his empty
ring finger. When he'd picked out the rings, he remembered wishing
that men wore engagement rings as well. He knew it wouldn't be that
long before he'd have the gold band on his finger, but he felt as if he'd
already been waiting forever. He wanted that small symbol.
Something that everyone would see ancogncognize for what it was; a
symbol that he and Spike belonged together.

As the night wore on, Xander's excitement began to ebb. Still no
Spike, he was beginning to wonder whether Spike had changed his
mind. Or maybe something had happened to him? He knew that
Spike would be doing a quick patrol tonight before he came to fulfill
his part of the 'bargain'. Maybe he'd run into something bad?
Xander's face scrunched in worry.

"Stop that!" Willow scolded him, giving him a light punch on the arm.
Xander dropped chip and dip on his shoes, causing him to mock
scowl at his best friend.

"Wills!" Xander cried. "Look what you did to my poor potato chip!"
Swooping down he carefully cradled the broken and dirty chip in the
palm of his hand. "It's ruined." He gave her the pouty lip and puppy
dog eyes.

"Don't think you can fool me Xander Harris." Willow chided, giggling
all the while. "I know you're thinking about Spike, and imagining all
sorts of crazy things."

Xander gave her his 'who me?' look.

"Yes you!" She laughed, causing Xander to break out in a wide grin.
"Now just relax. He's fine. He's not supposed to be here until later
anyway."

"How much later?" Xander whined.

"Not gonna tell, you big baby!" Willow teased, then became serious.
"Really Xan. He's fine."

Xander heaved a sigh and a quick, "Okay."

"Now let's boogie." Willow latched onto her best nd and and pulled him
onto the dance floor.

They danced together for several songs. Xander's arms flailing
wildly, his steps more of a bouncing/jumping combination than
anything else; but his face was split by a grin, and Willow had a flash
back to all their old high school days just hanging and dancing at the
Bronze.

A few hours later, the party was winding down and there was still no
sign of Spike. Most of the guests had left, and the catering crew was
packing up the leftover foods. Xander was really worried now Whe Where was Spike? Maybe it was nothing. Maybe he'd just run into
something on patrol and was licking his (small) wounds at home.
Xander looked around the room once more, checking to see if the
blonde had miraculously appeared.

"I'm sorry Xan." Willow walked up beside him once everyone else
had cleared out. "I'm sure everything's fine." She tried to reassure
him. "We should probably get goi Rem Remind me to lock the front
door when we leave. Dave said I could just drop off the spare key
after work tomorrow." The owner hadn't wanted to stick around the
whole night. And having practically watched Willow and Xander grow
up, had no real qualms about giving Willow a key for the party.

"Yeah." Xander couldn't help looking around one more time. "I'm
sure he's probably just at home." He tried to mask his disappointment
and quickly growing anxiety at the vampire's no-show.

Xander followed Willow out, waited for her to lock the door and then
took his place in the passenger seat of her car. Willow stuck the key
in the ignition and turned the car over before letting out a frustrated
little sigh.

"What's wrong Wills?"

"Looks like I forgot my purse in the club. Do you mind getting it for
me?" She handed over the keys to the front door. "It's probably in
the alcove under the stage, the one to the left of the steps. I had all
the decorations storedre, re, and I think I pu dow down when I got
everything setup today."

"Sure no prob." Xander quickly undid his seatbelt. Before getting out
he leaned over and gave Willow a peck on the cheek. "Thanks Wills.
It was a great party." Then he hopped out of the car and headed for
the club's front entrance.

Willow watched her best friend until he disappeared behind the heavy
metal door. Her face broke out in a knowing grin, before she shifted
gears and drove off toward home.

Xander hurried toward the stage, not even bothering to turn all the
lights back on. He really wanted to get home to check on Spike, so
he headed straight for the hidden alcove. But before he could reach
his destination a single spotlight appeared on stage. He gasped in
surprise, which quickly turned into arousal when he recognized his
lover.

Spike smirked when he inhaled the heady musk of Xan's arousal. He
stoodthe the lighlight head down, body slick with oil and wrapped tight
in black leather. His outfit was completely black, consisting of snug
leather pants and an open leather vest. Spike didn't have any nipple
rings but he had another surprise for his fiance that was yet to be
revealed.

Spike brought his head up slowly, his eyes tracking to meet Xander's.
"Hello luv." His voice was deep and husky. "Have a seat." He
indicated the chair closest to the stage.

Xander sat without comment. His voice lost in the incredibly sexy
thoughts swirling in his brain. Spike was here. Spike was oily. Spike
was swiveling his hips. Vaguely Xander recognized that music had
begun, and Spike was moving to the steady rhythm.

Xander watched with rapt attention as Spike moved with his
customary fluid grace. He'd known when he'd requested the strip
tease that Spike would be amazing. He was sex on legs just walking
into a room, but now...now Xander could barely keep his cock in his
pants. As it was his hand was rubbing gently over the seam of his
crotch, trying to ease some of the pressure he felt there.

Spike strutted across the stage, hips thrusting with each loud beat.
His hands moved restlessly beneath the vest, first circling then
pinching and pulling at his erect nipples. Finally Xander was able to
see them without obstruction when Spike flung the garment off his
shoulders and threw it off the stage.

Xander's breath was coming in short harsh gasps. His mind
somehow registered that he and Spike were the only ones in the
empty club. The idea let him feel free to...well...free himself. He
hissed as the cool air made contact with his throbbing member. He
grasped the base with his right hand, trying to stave off the orgasm he
already felt was imminent.

He noticed the glint of shiny metal on each side of Spike's pants.
When the vampire's hands reached down he realized they were
buttons. Spike slowly undid each button, teasingly displaying the skin
of his muscular thighs bit by bit.

When each side was unbuttoned halfway, Spike took hold of the front
of his pants. With the last loud crack of a drum from the speakers
Spike pulled, the last few buttons ripping off down both sides. Xander
bit back a moan, biting down on his bottom lip and practically chewing
it off.

Spike stood center stage, the spotlight illuminating him clearly. His
nipples hard. His skin shiny with oil. Xander gulped as his eyes
swept further down. His lover hadn't bothered with a thong. He stood
proudly full monty. His erection jutting out, and the head purple and
wet. Xander couldn't help jack himself just once at the sight before
him.

And when Spike stepped down off the stage, close enough for
Xander to see him clearly the young man let out a long guttural
sound. Spike's penis was a dark angry shade of purple. Andcoulcould
almost see the veins throbbing underneath the silky skin. But his
lover made no move to touch himself, no move to check his
increasing excitement. He didn't have to. Spike was wearing a small
black cock ring at his base. He wouldn't cum until he was ready.

The silence left after the end of the song pervaded the room. It hung
in the air as Spike stalked across the room toward Xander. Who was
busy trying to keep himself from stroking his aching cock.

"Let me take care of that luv." Spike whispered just before he fell to
his knees and engulfed Xander's cock in his cool mouth. Xander
choked, thrusting up at the incredible stimulus. Spike's head bobbed
up and down, his mouth forming a deep suction with every pull.

"Fuck Spike!" Xander screamed as he came, gushing down Spike's
throat.

Xander felt boneless. His orgasm had wracked his entire body and
now he sat limply in the chair trying to catch his breath. He let Spike
maneuver him without question, finally realizing that he was now
completely naked. He moaned, his head thrashing back and forth as
Spike reached out to play with the nipple rings he'd recently acquired.

The vampire took one ring between his thumb and forefinger and
gently twisted it to the side. The sound that came from Xander's
throat was enough to have Spike desperate to impale his lover. But
instead he stood and then sco up up the boy, caring him over to the
couch in the corner.

As he laid him down, Spike pressed open mouthed kisses up and
down Xander's exposed throat. Stopping to lick and suck at the
puncture wounds clearly evident. Xander continued to moan
incoherently, his legs coming up unconsciously opening himself up to
his lover. Xander's penis was again half-hard, and he reached down
to stroke himself once more.

Spike felt a moan of his own escape at the wanton picture Xander
made. Sprawled on the couch, wet from Spike's kisses and a bit of oil
from their earlier contact, legs spread wide and waiting. Spike leaned
down placing soft kisses on each of Xander's closed eyelids. He then
gently prepared his lover, pulling out the small almost empty bottle of
oil he'd hidden there earlier.

He pushed into Xander, swirling his fingers into the tight opening.
Massaging the oil into Xander's inner walls, feeling dizzy at the
sensation of tight clamping around his digits. Finally neither could
wait any longer, and Spike sank into the hilt. His penis penetrating
Xander, whose eyes now popped open; the irises dilated with lust,
and focused completely on Spike's face.

They moved together slowly, Spike angling to reach his lover's sweet
spot. Delighting in the shivers of ecstasy swimming through the body
writhing below him. As they climbed toward completion, Spike began
to whisper words of love into the silent club.

"Xan, Gods I love you." He showered the boy with kisses between
thrusts, grunts, and vows of love. "You're beautiful. You're amazing.
You're everything." This last declaration was punctuated with a long
drawn out kiss.

"Can't wait to be yours." Spike announced. "Bloody can't believe you
want the world to know." Spike's eyes were suspiciously wet.
"Bloody can't believe you're mine." The last was whispered in a rush.

Xander met Spike thrust for thrust. He could feel his orgasm building.
The words Spike kept repeating only served to heighten his arousal.
"Yours. Always yours." Xander replied, seeking out Spike's mouth
for another hungry kiss. When they finally pulled apart Xander
reached down between them. "Want you to cum with me." And with
that he released the catch on Spike's cock ring, letting it fall free.

Spike roared and gave one final thrust. His cock buried deep in
Xander's ass, his cum erupting out of it's tip. His whole body
shuddered with the force of it. So moved by the sensations that he
almost missed Xander's own strangled cries as warm splatters of cum
flew out to decorate his chest and stomach.

They lay together on the couch, snuggling close. "Thank you."
Xander whispered, nuzzling closer Spi Spike's neck.

"Anytime luv." Spike answered with a smirk.

They both drifted in sleep for a while, Spike finally rousing enough to
get a wet washcloth from behind the bar. He cleaned them both up,
chuckling when Xander yelped slightly at the sensation of cool cloth
rubbing against his body. Then he pulled out a duffle bag from the
alcove Xander had originally tried to reach redrredressed in jeans
and a t-shirt. He retrieved Xander's clothes from the floor on his way
back to his lover.

"Rouse yourself luv." He shook Xander slightly. He helped the
drowsy human back into his clothes before trying to stand him up.
When that failed he just picked Xan up in his arms and carried him
out to the car.

Spike drove them home quickly, carrying Xander up to their
apartment. He arranged the young man on the bed and drew up the
covers. Spike walked over to his side of the bed, stripped down to his
boxers, and then slipped beneath the comforter.

Leaning over Spike placed a cool kiss to his lover's lips. "Sweet
dreams Xan. Love you." He was answered with a drowsily mumbled,
"Love you too blondie," before they both drifted back into slumber.