The Silent Urge Series

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Part B Cravings


Chapter 09 - New Beginning




~ Xander ~

God! What was I thinking! Kissing Spike! God. Gah. And he doesn’t want me. He just ignored me when I leaned over to him, when his face was so near to mine… GAH!

Something is seriously wrong because I can’t be turned on by Spike *if* he isn’t by me! So I admit it, I can be attracted to Spike, if he is attracted to me. He made it clear he isn’t, so I am not attracted to him. Him, another male, a male vampire her here we go again: vampire boyfriend – boyfriend vampire: please choose your favorite!

Where are we going anyway? I look out of the car window; try to get a clue to where we’re driving to. Ah, the old warehouse district by the docks. The buildings here are all abandoned and mostly in a bad shape. Some look like they could come crashing down any minute now. Of course we stop directly in front of one of the worst ones.

I swore to myself not to expect too much. Nevertheless I am a little disappointed. He clearly isn’t the prince with the *big* castle.

He kills the engine and looks intently in my eyes.

“Ready?” He asks with a slight smirk on his sensual lips.

“As ready as I will ever be.” His smirk turns into a smile and I just have to smile back. He looks so young when he loses the Big Bad shield he built for himself. Wish he could be so careless, so free every time he is only with *me*. Nope, won’t share the ‘young Spike’ with anybody.

“’K, whelp. Keep close behind me. Don’t react to anything that’s said to you or said to me about you. You can ask me everything when we are alone. Understood?”

“Yes Master!” I joke.

For a fraction of a second Spike’s eyes glaze over then he chuckles.

“What?” I stammer a little thrown by the dilated eyes. Wow.

“You’ll see.” And we are back to the smirking vampire, I like his sudden mood changes, it’ll never be boring to be with him.

He jumps out of thr anr and rummages in his duster pockets. Finally he produces a heavy collection of keys. The metal of them bangs together when he throws them at me, makes a too loud sound in the dark night. I catch the keys and freeze.

It’s like a disguise was around the building, now I look up to a large four storey building in good condition, lights shine through windows, a sparkling plate says: ‘Twilight’ in eerie lilac. Light music is drifting out, something with a good beat I don’t recognize.

No wonder we weren’t aware of this club if humans can’t see it.

He guides me through the door and I see two guards –demons!- running towards us. I am dead. Spike just sold me to some demons. And I am going to die. Oh god! I am so stupid. Why did I trust Spike? Swallowing hard against the bitter taste of betrayal.

“Human!” One of the big ugly things hisses and grabs my arm. Before I can blink, Spike spins around, snarls: “Mine!” and tears its head off his body.

Whoa! Possessive much?

At least this ugly demon can’t buy me anymore.

The other demon throws himself to Spikes feet, bowing down until its… erm face touches the floor.

“Clean this off!” Spike barks at the shell-shocked demon. “And spread the word: the boy is mine! Whoever touches him is dead.” His arm snakes around my waist and he leads me further down the hall to a door with an ‘Office’-sign.

It opens before we can reach it.

A man –demon!- stands in the door jab, looking at mth nth narrow eyes that only after a second flicker over to Spike. The man jumps towards us and Spike lets go of me. Yeah, show this bas tha that attacking us is not a good idea!

I am stunned when Spike catches this demon that squeezes his long muscled legs around the vampire’s waist.

“God, baby, you came back to me!” They should get a room, looks like this demon wants to mate with Spike. Rubbing his crotch against Spike’s and drooling all over his face – slut. I see him trying to kiss Spike but my vampire turns his head away. A winning smile settles on my lips when this demon gazes at me with flashing orange eyes.

Spike sets him down and orange eyes turns around sharply and goes into the office. Spike holds his hand out and I grab it a little too hard. Hisrk grk grows and I have the urge to smack it right out off his pretty face.

~ Spike ~

Isn’t he bloody marvellous? All jealous he is. So bloody cute when he gets these sparks in his eyes.

~ Xander ~

Spike pulls me into the office and I sit down on a big black leather recliner while he sprawls on another. This demon guy sits on the edge of the black polished desk, impertinently placing his crotch at eye level. Even if his legs are long and muscled and look pretty good in black not-too-tight leather, he doesn’t need to present himself like some “eat-all-you-can-for-free”.

“Welcome to the Twilight, kid.” He sneers and I so hate him for the ‘kid’!

I glimpse over at Spike and he also doesn’t look amused.

“Treckle, Xander. Xander, Treckle.” He introduces us, voice very flat.

“Listen, kid, this club is for every demon to come here and enjoy itself. It’s absolutely necessary that it is kept secret to humans, especially to the Slayer and the Initiative. We don’t have many problems here. Violence and fighting are no more common here than in human only clubs, but staying mainly within the realm of a lovers spat, or a drunken row.“ Pausing dramatically and leaning back on his arms, squaring his shoulders, thrusting his hips in a more comfortable position. I am fixed on the slice of skin I can see where the dark blue t-shirt rode up an inch.

~ Spike ~

I have to stop that. Treckle is bloody playing him. Knows he is fucking gorgeous, don’t need a reminder. Don’t want Xander to drool all over him… Aargh.

He stares at the little bit of exposed skin, watching a single abdominal muscle clench, licking his lips unconsciously… god! Can you please stop masturbating with your eyes as long as you don’t look at me? Wanker!

Treckle is now looking at me, smirking like the devil himself would, if he would think he just got my Pet hot and bothered. Well Xander is not my Pet, so I don’t care for whom he gets hard. No, don’t care. I light a cig as casual as I can with hands trembling with anger.

~ Xander ~

My gaze slides down to the front of Treckle’s leather pants. Is there a bulge? Oh yeah and… it’s twitching! Oh God. The bulge twitched. And there is an answering twitch in my jeans. I am getting hard while I stare at another male getting hard! Why is it so silent? Why aren’t they talking? I look up and Treck smiles at me with gleaming orange eyes, lips parted, tip of a light blue tongue showing.

Frantically I turn to Spike. Yellow eyes and gritted teeth. Uh oh.

He is glaring at Treck. My hard-on goes as fast as it came. Spike is upset cause I am flirting with another male demon.

“You through with him?” Spike spits.

“Not even begun… “ Treck retorts and leers at me. I see Spike clench his fist in an attempt to pull himself together.

“I’ll show him the apartment, we’ll come down later.” He jumps to his feet and walks out. I follow him as fast as I can. When I walk very fast through the door I hear Treckle mumble: “Spike is mine, kid!”

I break into a run.




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