How? Why? Bloody Hell, Yes!

Title: How? Why? Bloody Hell, Yes!
Author: Margie
Rating: NC-17 (for the naughty sex parts)
Pairing: X/S
Spoilers: None really.

Summary: This is a sequel to my fic Where? When? Gah! Which
was a sequel to my fic Who? What? Huh? This is just a flufic fic for
the boys to round out my series.

Disclaimer: n'tn't own anything. Joss owns it all damn him!
Feedback: Yes please! margaritagomez1@msn.com
Archive: If you want it just email me to tell me where it's going. It will
eventually be on my own website when I get cha chance to update
(www.angelfire.com/indie/margarks/index.html)

Author's Note: In my world Anya doesn't exist. And Buffy is still dead.

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Chapter 1 - Happy Anniversary, Luv (NC-17)

Xander entered the apartment, throwing his keys onto the small table
by the door. It had been a long day at work, and he'd barely had time
to stop and pickup his purchase before the store closed.

The apartment was quiet, though he could smell the tangy scent of
marinara sauce permeating the air. "Spike?" He poked his head in
the kitchen but didn't find anything but simmering pots of pasta and
red sauce.

His next stop was the bedroom, but as he made his way out of the
kitchen he heard the click of the stereo go on. He veered off toward
the living room instead, finding his lover waiting for him.

Xander caught his breath. Spike was decked out in black slacks that
hung low on his hips. His usual black t-shirt was covered with what
looked like a smooth black silk dress shirt, open of course so that
Xander could see the taut muscles the t-shirt clung to. As Xander's
eyes swept lower he noticed that Spike's feet were bare, and for
some reason it made him smile.

Only Spike could create such a look of relaxed abandon wearing
slacks and a silk t-shirt. The goofy grin spread as his lover opened
his arms and whispered a quiet, "Happy Anniversary, luv." Xander
quickly moved into the embrace and they both fell in to a soft but
passionate kiss.

"Happy Anniversary, Spike." Xander answered as soon as they'd
pulled apart. He gave Spike another quick peck on the lips before
releasing him completely. Running a hand through his hair, he
realized that he was seriously under dressed for this party. "Sorry I'm
late." He gave Spike a sheepish grin.

"No worries luv. Go clean up and I'll get supper on the table."

Xander hurried to the bedroom and grabbed a clean set of clothes
before heading for the shower. He made sure to transfer the package
from his jeans pocket to his slacks before dumping his dirty clothes
into the laundry basket by the door. He could hear Spike humming
along to the radio while he clattered around the kitchen, and the goofy
grin spread across his face again.

Spike was happy. As he set the table and put out the food, he
realized that he could actually make the statement and believe it. He
didn't think that was something he could ever have said before. Spike
made sure to light the candles and turn down the overheads. He
wanted to set the mood not that he and his Xanpet needed it, but it
was a special occasion after all.

They had a quiet dinner, stealing food from each other's plates and
quick kisses now and then. Until the kisses weren't enough anymore
and the plates were abandoned in favor of 'dessert'.

Stumbling into the bedroom, Spike tugged on Xander's shirt until it
was free of his pants. With infinitesimal patience, Spike undid each of
Xander's buttons until he could slide the shirt off his lover's body
without damage. Xander helped the process along by unbuttoning
and lowering his slacks. By the time Xander had removed his pants,
Spike had already stripped down and lay naked on top of the bed
covers. The sight he made had Xander's mouth watering.

He crawled up Spike's body running his fingers lightly over cool skin,
causing the vampire to shiver. Spike could feel the small hairs on his
body rise, as if reaching out for a firmer touch from his lover. He
groaned in impatience, until Xander finally covered his mouth with his
own. They kissed for long minutes. Xander's tongue weaving in and
out of Spike's mouth. Running the hot muscle over Spike's teeth,
paying special attention to the now elongated fangs.

Spike's cock twitched and tapped at Xander's stomach. Causing the
younger man to break the kiss and grin hungrily down at the vampire.
"Do you want something Spike?" Xander teased.

"Always luv." Was the quick reply.

Xander kissed him again, and then snaked back down his body.
When he reached the wet tip of Spike's penis he flicked his tongue
out to collect the next drop. Spike moaned, and bit down into his
bottom lip. The blood trickling on to his tongue an unnecessary
aphrodisiac.

Spike's hips thrust almost lazily into Xan's mouth. The motion a reflex
reaction to the familiar sensation of having Xander's warmth
surrounding him. Soon he was tugging on Xander's hair, silently
begging him to spur their lovemaking on.

Xander was more than happy to comply. He reached out for the lube
they kept in the nightstand drawer, finding it easily. Coating his
fingers in the slick substance he reached down to play with Spike's
small opening. Running his thumb back and forth over the aperture
he delighted in the shudders that rent his lover's body. Deciding to
take pity on his v he he pushed one digit in as he brought his mouth
down to lave at one of Spike's distended nipples.

"Love your touch Xan." Spike breathed out.

And Xander marveled at the effect he had on his lover. A second
finger came into play as he continued his assault on Spike's nubbin.
Biting down he pulled and worried at the nipple until Spike was nearly
crying from the sharp, but oh so good, pain he created. And then he
moved to the other nipple.

Finally, after several more minutes and a third finger, Spike was
stretched and begging for Xander to take him. Pulling his fingers out,
Xander reached for the small tube once more. He coated his cock,
taking care not to over-stimulate the already painfully engorged
member. He was careful to keep hold of Spike's gaze as he slipped
the head in, and then slowly pushed all the way through until his balls
were resting against the pale globes of Spike's ass.

He loved the look in his lover's eyes as he filled him. The blue
speckled with gold only one expression of the intense emotion Spike
felt. They made love slowly. Xander slipping in and out with a single-
minded focus. Intent on pleasuring Spike as much as humanly
possible. Spike pushing up to meet each of Xander's thrusts.

Although he never told Xander this, Spike loved these bouts of
passion the most. The slow and steady way his lover pushed into
him. The naked emotion hw etw etched across Xander's face as he
focused on Spike's pleasure instead of his own. The sweet ache of
his own emotions as love, want, and need for Xander suffused his
body.

Spike felt the nudge at his inner gland and knew it was too much. His
balls tightened, and his sac rose. His cock filling and then pumping
out the sticky evidence of their lovemaking. He felt his ass tighten
around Xander's cock with each pump, and heard his lover groan at
the feel of it. Then he felt Xander's own cock twitch and coat his inner
walls with spent seed.

They kissed until Xandofteoftened and pulled out. Sighing
contentedly he nestled into Spike's embrace and fell into a light doze.
A few hours later he woke, happy and sated. Spike was asleep
beneath him and he smiled at the picture of debauched innocence his
vampire possessed. Slowly he extracted himself from his lover's
embrace, searching the floor for his discarded slacks. Reaching into
the pocket he pulled out the small box there.

"What are you doing luv?" The sleepy query floated from the bed.

"Just getting your present Spike." Xander answered, slipping back
under the covers.

"Pressie? You got me a pressie Xan?" Spike looked like he couldn't
decide between bouncing and pouting at the idea. "I thought we
weren't doing pressies this year Xan."

"Well, this is sort of a present for both you and me." Xander hedged.

Spike wiped the last vestiges of sleep from his brow. Focusing on the
now blushing man before him. "What is it Xan?"

Slowly Xander unfolded his hands to reveal the small box he held.
"Spike." Xander's eyes were focused on the box rather than his lover.
"I...I love you."

"Know that pet. Love you too." Spike prodded him.

"I know. It's just that...well I thought it was time, you know...Demons
know, but I want *everyone* to know.\andeander was stumbling over his
words. "Vamps, they can sense the bite, but humans...I just thought
it'd be nice to, you know...make it official?" Xander's last statement
ended in more of a question than anything else.

"Official luv?"

Xander reached over with his other hand and opened the small box.
In it sat two platinum bands. "Spike, do you wanna marry me?"

Spike was speechless. A state he didn't find himself in very often.
"How?" His was was reeling with the fact that Xander must have
been planning this for quite sometime since both bands were etched
to match and he was sure already sized to fit each of them. "Why - ?"
He cut the question off immediately when he saw his lover's face
crumble. "Bloody hell, YES!" Spike pulled Xander to him, and
crushed their lips together.

When they pulled apart, Xander's expression was still anxious.
"Spike, you don't have to - "

Spike cut him off with another kiss. "I know that luv. Course I want
to. How could you think I wouldn't?"

"Don't know. Thought maybe you'd think it was a stupid human
custom or something." Xander shrugged.

"Xan, anything that lets the world know that you are mine is bloody
brilliant. Vampire luv, remember? We're a possessive lot." Spike
wrestled the boy back into his embrace. Kissing the crown of his
head, Spike ordered the boy back to sleep. ow row rest luv. We'll go
over the details tomorrow."

"'Kay. Night Spike. Love you."

"Night Xan. Happy Anniversary, luv."

They fell asleep together. Xander reveling in the feelings Spike's
answer evoked. Spike wondering at the feelings Xander's question
engendered.