Who? What? Huh?

Chapter 10 - The Reversal

"Maybe we should try a few experiments?" Xander suggested.

"Like what Xan?"

"Well let me try to hit you again now and see what happens." Xander
pulled his hand back.

"Wait!" Spike's hand shot out to stop him. "I don't want you to get
hurt luv. If you've forgotthe the chip is bloody painful."

Xander leaned in for a kiss. "Don't worry Spike. I can take it. If this
hurts then we know the chip works when...well I guess...when we're
not having sex." Xander shrugged.

Spike still had a worried look on his face.

"Besides if it fires then I have you here to take care of me, right?"
Xander questioned.

"'Course luv!"

Reluctantly Spike took his hand away, allowing Xander free range of
movement. He watched as Xander's hanme dme down fast, only to
crumple toward his body when the pain hit.

Xander was in agony, but he struggled not to cry out. He didn't want
Spike to feel anymore guilty than he already did. He did let loose with
a few whimpers though.

Spike was stroking Xander's hair and trying to quiet him. He
peppered his face and neck with little kisses, until the whimpers died
down and Xander uncurled.

"I'm okay."

Spike continued to pepper little kisses over Xander's face murmuring
quiet 'I'm sorries'.

"'S not your fault Spike. It was my idea." Xander insisted.

Spike's comfort kisses began to turn into something more as he
allowed his tongue to peek out and dab a wet trail down Xander's
neck and chest. He stopped at an already hard nipple and began to
lightly suck at the peak.

Xander's body arched as Spike bit down gently and then pulled.
Xander groaned.

After releasing the nipple from his teeth Spike laved it with his tongue
to soothe the pain he had caused.

Spike traveled back up Xander's body to whisper in his ear.
"Xanpet?"

"HHmmm?"

"Will you try something else for me?"

"Whazzat?" Xander asked.

"Need to feel you inside me luv. Can't wait for tomorrow night. Need
to feel you thrusting in me, filling me." Spike whispered urgently
grinding his erection against Xander's hip.

Spike was at least reasonably sure that the chip wouldn't go off. If
Xander could spank and pinch him as hard as he had, he should be
able to stretch him gently enough to get by the chip.

When Xander hesitated, Spike tried one more time. "Please Xan?"

Spike's quiet plea made up Xander's mind. He leaned in for another
kiss breaking away to say, "Okay Spike. Anything. I'll do anything for
you."

Spike deepened the kiss, grabbing the lube from the night table. He
coated Xander's fingers, kissing him in between explanations.

"Xan, just..." Kiss. "Take one finger and push..." Kiss. "Yeah luv, t lit like that."

Xander was gently moving his finger in and out searching for the spot
that had made him see stars.

"Fuck!" He must have found it.

Spike bucked forward but quickly pushed back against Xander's
finger. He was panting hard, watching the look of concentration on
Xan's face. He moaned when Xander's pink tongue peaked out to
lick at his bottom lip.

"Add another now luv." Spike prompted.

Xander was careful as he slipped in a second finger. He moved them
carefully in and out and then began to slowly scissor them. Spike's
body began to quake and shudder as the sensation of being
stretched nearly pulled him over the edge.

After a few moments of recovery time Spike pulled on Xander's arm,
causing his questing fingers to slip out.

"Okay luv. I'm ready." Spike pulled Xander into position. Raising his
legs atop Xander's shoulders he guided Xander's cock to his waiting
entrance.

He could probably use a bit more stretching but Spike couldn't wait
any longer. He moved his hands back to cup Xander's arse and
pulled him forward.

The head of Xander's cock pushed up breaching his tight hole. They
both moaned incoherently as Xander squeezed through and in
Spike's channel.

Xander had never felt anything squeeze him so tight before. Not his
fist. Not a mouth. Not any woman he'd ever known. Only Spike.
Spike made him feel this excruciating pleasure, thiep aep ache that
filled him just as he filled Spike.

He stopped when he was fully sheathed within his lover. Allowing
Spike time to adjust to the intrusion, Xander leaned forward and took
one of Spike's nipples into his mouth. He knew how sensitive his
nipples were so he sucked the nub in and then scraped his sharp
teeth against it hard.

His tongue came out to soothe the scratches and tease Spike until it
was almost painful. Spike began to beg and plead for release.

"Xan! Fuck! Please..." Spike's head thrashed on the pillow. "Bite it!
Fuck! Harder!"

Spike thrust down onto Xander's cock as his lover bit into his
sensitive fle Xan Xander moaned sending small vibrations through
Spike's chest.

Slowly Xander began to swivel his hips. The head of his cock
pushing and rubbing against Spike's prostate each time.

"Ungh! Luv, you're so full inside me. You're splitting me in two.
Cooling me from the inside out. God! Don't stop! Faster luv! Need
to feel all of you." Spike whimpered.

Xander raised himself higher and began pistoning his hips at
maximum speed. His dick burned with the heat from Spike's walls.

Xander cried out as he felt himself shift into game face. He could feel
Spike's blood calling to him, the rhythm of his heartbeat pounding
loudly in his ears.

Without conscious thought Xander began to lower his fangs to Spike's
neck.

"Wait luv!" Spike pushed back on Xander's shoulder, effectively
pulling Xander out of his hypnotic state.

"God Spike I'm sorry!" Xander exclaimed.

"Don't be sorry Xan. Just wanted to make sure you knew what you
were doing."

"What do you mean?"

Their movements had slowed in order to concentrate on their
conversation, but Xander continued a slow swivel of hips.

"Ungh...just that...fuck! That you were about to claim me." Spike
managed to get out.

"What does that mean?" Xander leaned down and kissed Spike on
the neck, just where he'd been about to pierce him with his fangs.

"Means that you'd leave a mark, showing that I'm yours."

"Shit! I'm sorry Spike. I didn't mean to do that." Spike could sense
Xander's mood shift. "I understand why you might not want me to."
Xander tried hard not to show his disappointment.

"No luv!" Spike kissed him hard. "'Course I want it." Another kiss.
"But I wanted you to remember that when we switch back that means
you'll be wearing my mark. That you'll be mine."

Xander felt the growl emanate from his throat. "Yours!" He cried
easing them both into a hard fast fuck.

Xander had lost all control. The knowledge that Spike HAD wanted
his mark made him feel incredible. And the idea that he would be
bearing Spike's mark made his dick swell even further. Something he
hadn't thought was possible.

He continued to thrust hard, hitting Spike's sweet spot every time. He
wanted to make his lover cum, so he reached down and began to fist
Spike's erection in counterpoint to his thrusts.

Even without his vamp senses, Spike thought his mind was going to
shut down on overload. The feel of Xander thrusting into him, the
sting of his fangs as he scraped them along his neck, and the tight
circle of his fist as he pumped his cock was all too much.

Soon Spike felt his balls tighten and draw up. Then he was crying
out. "Xan love!" He gasped for breath as he spurted all over
Xander's hand and his own chest. "Love you!" he fhe feel of Spike's muscles contracting around him made Xander grit
his teeth. While Spike was still spasming in his hand he leaned over
and bit down hard, the sweet taste of Spike's blood seeping into his
mouth. He felt his own climax starting and he growled as he lapped
up the trickles from Spike's neck.

"So sweet! So hot!" He nuzzled at the wound he'd created. "Fuck!
Can't get enough of you Spike." He licked the wound as it closed.
"Mine!"

"Yours." Spike answered softly, waiting as Xander came back down
to reality.

They snuggled for a few minutes, both sleepy and sated. Once again
Xander struggled out of his drowsy state.

"Spike?"

"Yeah luv?"

"Did you say you loved me?"

Spike's eyes blinked open as he realized what he'd said. "Uhm.
Yeah." He answered warily.

There was silence for a few moments before Xander responded.
"Just checking." And then snuggled closer to his bedmate.

"That it then?" Spike questioned.

"Huh?" Xander responded dozily.

"That all you're gonna say?" Spike's body had stiffened, waiting for
the inevitable.

"Uh...goodnight?" Xander tried.

"Right then." Spike turned on his side, facing away from Xander.

"Spike?"

"Yeah?"

"What did I do?"

"Nothing."

"Then why are you mad at me?"

"Not mad. Go to sleep Xan."

"No."

"No?"

"No. Tell me what I did wrong."

Spike sighed. "Nothing luv." Spike gulped at the term of endearment.
"Don't want you to think I expect anyt fro from you. Least you didn't
kick me out when you realized." He hung his head. Could he sound
anymore like a poncey nancy boy?

"Realized what?" Xander was extremely confused.

"That I love you! You stupid git!" Spike yelled abruptly.

Epiphany. Xander finally understood what Spike was getting it. He
reached over and wrapped his arms around Spike's waist spooning
his lover's body.

"Spike I wouldn't kick you out for that." He kissed the back of Spike's
neck softly. "I love you too."

Spike pulled away, out of Xander's grasp. "Xan you don't have to say
that." Great now Xander was feeling sorry for him.

"Spike you're the one being a git!" Xander insisted. "I'm not saying
it." He once again wrapped his arms around his lover. "I'm feeling it."

Spike turned to face Xander, searching his eyes for sincerity.

"I told you I'd never lie to you." Xander reminded him. The lines on
Spike's face smoothed out and anger and embarrassment were
replaced with looks of longing and need.

"Why didn't you say it before?" Spike asked, needing to know the
answer.

"I thought you already knew. I claimed you. I wanted to bear your
mark. I wanted you." Xander answered. "I told you I didn't have
much experience with relationships. Guess I need to brush up on my
communication skills?"

They kissed again. Sweet and slow. Their lips pressing into one
another, caressing.

"Luv?"

"Yeah?"

Spike maneuvered them so that they were snuggled back on the bed.
Limbs intertwined and arms wrapped around each other.

"Let's go to bed."

"'Kay. G'night Spike."

"Night Xan."

***

Willow was explaining the spell to them. They were going to use the
same spell she'd used to separate them the first time. Then they
were supposed to each concentrate on their own bodies and Willow
would chant the spell to return them.

W the they were researching what had happened, Tara had realized
that she and Willow had been holding hands when the switch had first
occurred. She hadn't thought much of it at the time, but after Willow's
repeated assurances that she'd used this spell plenty of times before
with completely different results, Tara thought it would be worth
mentioning.

Giles figured out that it was the combined strength of Willow and Tara
that had caused the spell to overload and separate Spike and
Xander's essences instead of their physical bodies. So they just had
to repeat the spell, while holding hands for the same effect to take
place.

Spike and Xander prepared themselves. Giving each other
reassuring looks as Willow and Tara took hold of each other's hands.

"Ready guys?"

They nodded.

"Separare!"

Xander looked curiously around as he once again experienced the
sensation of watching himself in a dream. Both he and Spike had
thought ahead and were lying down on the floor before Willow had
performed the spell.

He felt that same curious presence that he had the first time this had
happened. Except now he knew what it was. Spike was there with
him. He could feel him, and knew that the presence couldn't be
anything or anyone else.

Xander basked in the warmth emanating from his love, before turning
back to concentrate on his own body. He hoped that Spike was doing
the same.

"Reditus!" Willow exclaimed her eyes flashing.

Both boys groaned as one. Spike was the firs rec recover, having
more experience with excruciating headaches. He sat up and patted
his body down, making sure that he'd been returned to the proper
one. Then he leaned over to check on Xan.

Xander's head was throbbing. His whole body ached, and he thought
the room might be spinning. Wait a minute. His whole body ached.
He was back in his own body! Yay Wills!

He opened his eyes to look into the concerned blue of his lover's.
"You have no idea how beautiful your eyes are." He stated absently.

Spike smiled and leaned down for a kiss. "Thanks luv." Spike rubbed
his hands up and down Xander's arms as he helped him stand. "You
okay?"

"Yeah. I think I'd like to just go to bed though."

"You read my mind luv." Spike leered at him.

"Okay. Let's go bleach boy." He grabbed Spike's hand and began to
walk toward the exit. "Thanks guys!"

"Excuse me?"

The boys turned as one at Giles' soft query.

"Yeah G-man?"

"You're taking Spike home with you?" Giles asked.

"Of course."

"Even though you don't have to?" Giles persisted.

"I know I don't have to. I want to." Xander looked at Giles in
confusion. "Do you really want the sordid details G-man?"

At Giles' horrified look, Xander slapped himself on the forehead.
Giles hadn't been in the shop last night when he and Spike had come
out to the girls.

"Sorry G-man. Guess we kinda left you outta the loop." He grabbed
Spike's hand and squeezed. "Spike and I are in love." He leaned
over and gave Spike a quick peck on the lips. "And now we're going
home." With that, Xander and Spike exited the shop. The girls
smiled.

Giles felt as if he'd been hit by a truck. He turned to the girls and
quietly asked, "Who? That is...What? I mean to say...Huh?"

THE END