Introductions

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Part 5

"Gods, babe..." Harris couldn't move, and though part of that was due to the intensity of the sensations racing through him, most of his immobility could be traced directly to the silk ropes holding him spread-eagled across their bed.

His eye tracked Spike's movements desperately, watching as the vampire's tongue traced each finger-painted smear of chocolate then lapped in slow, smooth sweeps, clearing the bits of sugar-laden substance from his skin. "Spike... please..." He couldn't move more than a few inches; not even enough to shift his seeping cock closer to the teasing mouth.

Spike smirked. "You know," he said, pulling his lips away from soft, salty-sweet skin, "Didn't think anythin' could taste better than you, luv... but choccy-covered you 's a very close second." He purred at the loud yelp he pulled from his Claimed when he wrapped the tip of his tongue around one of the rings and tugged, small globules of chocolate clinging to his lips.

"You taste so good, precious... can't even begin ta tell you..." His lips slowly traveled the expanse to the other silver-adorned bud, repeating the action slowly as his cock rubbed slightly against his human's lightly-haired thigh. "Want ta dip you in chocolate, pet... and lick you clean... take hours, it would, but... well worth th' time spent..."

Harris groaned low and deep, his eye squeezing shut at the idea of hours like this. "Gods... babe... fuck, babe... it'd kill me, but... fuck, that's how I... want to... go..." His hips rocked the small bit he could manage, hating the ropes just as much as he loved them. "SHIT!" he grunted loudly, gasping as one icing-coated finger probed at his crack, "SPIKE!"

The vampire chuckled, letting his lips finally slide down to trace the line of frosting in the coarse brown hairs just below his human's navel. His finger pressed slowly around the tight pucker, not piercing it yet, just... playing. "That'd be me, luv," he murmured wickedly. "Spike. An' don't worry, Xan... goin' ta be spikin' you soon enough... can't wait much longer..."

He was in hell, Harris finally realized. He couldn't move, could barely even speak, and he was being tormented by a demon. And okay, his demon had a soul. Big deal. "Spike, please," he almost whined, "Please...?" His cock dribbled a bit more, adding to the small pool of pre-cum that had formed just below the spot his lover's lips had paused at. "Please...!"

And who was he to deny his beloved? Spike thought with a grin. His finger finally stopped teasing, slipping slowly, deeply into the tight, hot ring of muscle. His mouth moved slightly, the tip of his tongue dipping into that little puddle of perfection. He moaned softly as the flavor burst over him as though for the first time. "B-bloody hell, pet... goin' ta eat you all up, luv... take every single drop... swallow you down... drink you in... then drink you in again..."

His cheek rubbed slowly against the thick, seeping shaft as he lapped up the dribbles from skin then went in search of more, his lips wrapping fully around the plum-like head, his tongue pressing rhythmically against the tiny slit as a second finger joined the first in his Claimed's hole, earning him another lusty groan.

Harris could feel his heart beating in his cock, he was sure... steady, hard, pounding faster with every slow inch his vamp took into that perfectly cool, wet mouth. The fingers pumping tesingly within him were just another sensation adding to the whole. Until those fingers twisted, flicking that little gland and he found himself gasping as he tried to thrust himself fully into his claimed's throat. "S-s-sp..."

'Want, need, taste, feel, love, mine, yours, always mine, always yours, need you luv, luv you pet...' Full, cool lips stretched wide around the beloved shaft, moving faster, slamming to the base then sucking up hard. His fingers rubbed that nub again, even as he let blunt teeth scrape over tender flesh on the next pass, purring as his actions were rewarded by more of that perfect taste as his human cried out and spilled himself wildly across his needy tongue.

"Mnnnghhhhhhh-thhhhnnnnnntttttt...." he had no idea of what that meant, but he didn't really care. It was all he could manage with the fingers in his ass and the incredible sensation of Spike's mouth, throat, tongue. His back arched as much as it could and Harris screamed loudly, his cock fully encased as it exploded long and hard into the welcoming suck and swallow.

The blond sucked on, slower now as the rapid spurts of thick, rich cum decreased. He could feel his Xan's body shuddering beneath him, feel him gasping for breath, and... that was just what he wanted, after all. His smile was wicked when he finally released the softening shaft from his mouth and slid down the bed, untying his love's ankles. It wouldn't be the same without those strong legs wrapped around him, after all.

A mere moment or two to slick himself up one-handed, then... he pulled his fingers from that amazing opening and placed his ready tip against the stretched bud. "Goin' ta have me my other treat now, luv... an' give you yours..."

Harris moaned, not even noticing that his legs obeyed when he tried to raise his knees wide for his claimed. "Spike... please, babe... please, I... need..."

"Hush... hush, luv... goin' ta give you just what you need, aren't I, pet...?" He leaned forward, one hand resting hard against the mattress beneath one of his Xander's bound arms while the other hand slipped under the crook of one tanned, solid knee. He pressed slowly, deeply against his beloved, groaning as the deep pink tip of him finally pushed through and into the perfect heat of his Claimed's ass. "B-bloody... fuckin'... hell..."

"Unnngh... yesssss..." Harris grunted loudly, finally realizing that he had some freedom of movement. He rocked himself against the bed, deliberately driving himself further onto the long, thick cock that wasn't deep enough fast enough. "Babe... fuck, babe... I need... please!"

And suddenly Spike found himself buried almost balls-deep in his Claimed's perfect ass. Not that he minded, but... "Luv... Xan..." he whispered, holding himself still regardless of the increasingly frantic movements beneath him. "Xan... pet... need ta... bloody hell, luv... let me just... want ta make this last, yah?"

He leaned down, pressing a soft, slow kiss to his beloved's pec, his tongue leaving a small damp mark on the tanned flesh. " 's your birthday, precious... want ta take my time celebratin' th' anniversary of th' day you came inta creation an'..." he groaned quietly as the perfect sheath around him flexed. "Let me, pet... let me worship you, yah...?"

"J-j-jesus... fuck..." he finally let himself relax and stop trying to urge Spike on. "Babe," he whispered, looking down to see the incredible sight of the sleek, toned blond covering his body with love in his eyes. It was something he'd never get tired of seeing, he knew; not even if he lived for a hundred years.

"Please, Xan... need ta just... make luv ta you this time, 'ey?" he bit his lip, eyes narrowing against the urge to move before his love agreed.

Harris swallowed hard and nodded. "O-okay... c-can I..." he blushed, "I w-want to... t-touch you, babe..."

It took less than a second for Spike to pull himself from his lover and release his hands, then maybe another second to position himself again and begin the long, slow slide to home.

" 's that better, luv...?' Spike groaned, feeling those strong, warm arms wrapping around him and stroking his skin wantonly. "B-bloody..."

"Fuck, babe..." Harris sighed happily, thrilled to have his claimed any way possible as long as he could hold him tight and close, feel his skin, the warming coolness. "Make love to me, Spike... until I can't walk, okay?"

It was an exercise in control for the demon who wanted nothing more than to slam hard and rough and just... remind the human of whose he was. This time, however, the soul and the remnants of Spike's human-self over-ruled it.

The vampire's lips rested gently on his Xan's collarbone, even as he slid slowly, fully, gently in and out of his beloved's grasping hole, building a slow, fierce fire within them both, and when they came, it was with the knowledge that it wasn't enough, it would never be enough...

Theirs was a hunger that would never be sated. It would grow and strengthen over the years they had left and never be satisfied... and that was as it should be.

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(A/N: Thanks to TheShadowCat for the review on the last part... and I haven't actually read your fic. *blushes* Point me to it, please? Because I'd love to! *nods*)