Quantum Xander II: In Wake of the Curse

Part 50

They were alone in the basement. Just the two of them and the dead Bringer - Hallie. Xander didn’t want to think about that right now, though; he refused to feel guilt over her death. He had, most likely, saved thousands of people from experiencing worse things than death by making her human. Besides, she knew what it was like in Sunnydale at night - she was a demon, for Christ’s sake; she should have run like hell.

Spike’s hands began to wander on Xander’s body, effectively distracting him from thoughts about Bringers, The First Evil, and ex-vengeance demons. He turned in his lover’s arms and kissed him.

Who knows how long the kiss would have continued if Anya hadn’t picked that particular time to show up and interrupt them.

“Excuse me. If the two of you could stop sucking face for a moment, I’d like to talk to Xander.”

Spike growled, vamped out and pulled Xander behind him. Anya rolled her eyes and took a step closer to the snarling vampire.

“Relax. I’m not here to cause trouble. I just want to talk to my ex-fiancée, and then I’ll be leaving.”

Xander squeezed Spike’s shoulder, kissed his neck and stepped out from behind him. He looked at Anya and smiled somewhat sadly at her.

“For what it’s worth, I’m sorry about what happened to Halfrek.”

“Don’t be. It was her own fault. After you guys all left, she went inside and looked for Caleb. She thought he would help her; he did this to her. Some help.”

Xander blinked in shock. He hadn’t expected that.

“She said she wanted to help him get the slayer and her group, especially you. She said she didn’t want to be human, and would he be able to change her. He did. Just not the way she wanted. You know, that guy has serious issues where women are concerned? Too bad I can’t find any of his victims; I’d love to wreak a little vengeance on his ass!”

“I’ll bet. So, um, if you aren’t angry with me, why are you here?”

“I came for Hallie. She was my best friend for a very long time and I can’t just leave her like this. Also, I knew you would be blaming yourself and I didn’t want that. So don’t. Okay?”

Xander nodded and then frowned as Anya sighed.

“What’s wrong, An?”

“I can hear them. Upstairs, all of them; Willow and Tara, Faith and the principal, Kennedy and one of the other girls, all of them, making love. I miss that. It was the nicest thing about being human. You made that nice for me.”

“Wha… you can’t have sex now that you’re a demon again?”

“I exact revenge on men, Xander. Who in their right mind would sleep with me, knowing what I am? They’d all be too scared of what I might do to them if they were lousy.”

“Oh. I never thought about that.”

Spike didn’t like the way she was looking at Xander, it was one thing to share with the other Spike, but he was not going to share with Xander’s demon ex-fiancée.

“I think it’s time to go home, pet. This is hardly the place for the things I want to do to you.”

Xander swallowed as his pants suddenly got tighter. His eyes locked with Spike’s and he licked his lips. Anya sighed again.

“See, this is why it was never gonna work with us, Xander. You never looked at me like that. Spike did once, but it was only the once and he was drunk. Of course, so was I, and we did have some great sex, but that wouldn’t have worked out either.”

Spike spluttered.

“You shagged me - er the other me?”

“Yes. It was caught on camera and everything. Very embarrassing for both of us.”

Spike looked at Anya, then looked at Xander.

“Is there anyone who hasn’t slept with me?”

Xander laughed. Anya smiled and shook her head. Spike just rolled his eyes and headed for the stairs.

“Forget I asked that! I don’t think I want to know? Next thing I know you’ll tell me I shagged the watcher’s wrinkly arse. Or that idiot Andrew!”

Xander hugged Anya goodbye and headed after his mate. He stopped halfway up the stairs and watched as she gently lifted Halfrek’s body from the cot and disappeared. He heard Spike pacing in the kitchen and hurried to catch up to him.

Now that he was upstairs, he could hear what Anya was talking about. Then again, he was pretty sure everyone could hear Faith. That girl never was the shy, quiet type. Spike’s nostrils flared and his eyes flashed. He looked at Xander and leered.

“I don’t know if I can wait ’til we’re home, love. Might have to just take you right here and now, where anyone could come down and see. Think I could make you scream louder than the slayer up there? Make you shout my name, let them all hear it?”

Xander was slowly backing toward the door. As good as Spike’s words sounded, there was no way he was having sex in Buffy’s house, in the living room, where they would get caught. And possibly by Dawn.

“No way, not here. I’m all for public displays of affection, but we are not having sex in the same house as Dawn.”

“Then you better get us home right quick, love.”

Xander nodded and bolted for the car. He was in the car and had the engine running before Spike even opened his door. As soon as the passenger door closed, Xander squealed away from the house and sped all the way back to his apartment building. As soon as they were out of the car, Spike scooped Xander into his arms and ran all the way up to their door. The two men fell through the doorway kissing and laughing.

“You are an evil, evil vampire.”

“Why thank you, love. But what for?”

“Making me consider having sex in Buffy’s living room.”

“Oh, well, how about our living room?”

“Yeah, that can be arranged, though the bedroom is just down the hall.”

“Hmm, true. But I wouldn’t want to get boring, you know?”

“Ah, but the lube is in the bedroom.”

“Right then, bedroom it is.”

Spike practically dragged Xander to the bedroom and began removing both their clothes. Once they were naked he gave his mate a gentle push onto the bed and then pounced on him.

“I want you inside me tonight, Xan; I need to feel you.”

“Yeah, I want that too. Need to be in you, Spike. Been way too long.”

Both men were too far gone to draw it out. Xander retrieved the lube as Spike rolled onto his back and hooked his arms under his knees, spreading himself open to Xander’s hungry gaze.

“Fuck, Spike. I could cum just looking at you like that.”

“You bloody well better not, love. Told you, I want you in me tonight.”

Xander shook his head to clear some of the thick haze of lust away and then flipped open the bottle of lube. He poured some into his hand, slicked his fingers and then introduced them one at a time into his mate’s waiting entrance.

By the time he had worked three fingers into Spike’s hole, the vampire was moaning and thrashing on the bed, begging to be taken. Xander poured more lube into his hand, coated himself with a shaky hand and then lined himself up. With one slow, smooth stroke, he buried himself inside his mate and then froze.

“Xander, move!”

“Can’t. Hang on, if I move it’ll be over.”

Spike chuckled and clenched down on Xander’s shaft. Xander’s eyes rolled back and he bit his lip.

“Spiiiike. Don’t do that.”

“Then fuck me already, Xander. I need you to move.”

Xander nodded his head and took a deep breath. He slowly pulled out before pushing back in. Spike wrapped his legs around Xander’s waist and pulled his face down for a kiss.

Xander sped up his movements and reached between their bodies to stroke Spike’s erection. The vampire bucked up into the new sensation and then bared his throat to his human mate. Xander didn’t hesitate; he sunk his blunt teeth into the pale flesh of Spike’s neck and drew on the wound. Spike howled and came, his cool seed coating both their bellies. Xander withdrew his teeth, thrust one last time and flooded Spike’s body with warm liquid.

Panting, Xander fell onto Spike’s chest and licked over the still-seeping punctures. Spike held Xander tight and purred his contentment. They would have to get up in a few hours and go look for the missing Spike if he hadn’t shown up by then, but for now, Spike was happy to fall asleep with his mate in his arms and still inside him.