Xander's Turn

Title: Xander's Turn
Author: Margie
Rating: NC-17 (for the naughty sex parts)
Pairing: X/S
Warnings: It's bad. It's wrong. It's...daddy!kink
Spoilers: None that I can think of.

Summary: Spike and Xander trade off having turns at "fantasy night." It's Xander's turn. This is set in my Who? What? Huh? 'verse, sometime after How? Why? Bloody Hell, Yes!

Disclaimer: I don'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 the chance to update (www.angelfire.com/indie/margarks/index.html)

Authors Note: This is for paperk8 for the lovely FB. Thank you!

Unbeta'd, sorry!

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Spike loved when it was Xander's turn. He almost always had to coax the fantasy out of his lover, making it that much sweeter, and hotter.

"Come on, luv. No worries, yeah? Anything you want, you know I'll do for you." Spike insisted, placing cool wet kisses all along Xander's collarbone, deliberately skipping over the small puncture marks left from his original Claim. Xander shivered, remembering one of the first fantasies Spike had helped him fulfill, albeit unknowing at the time. Xander still remembered the feel of sinking fangs into warm flesh.

"It's all fantasy, all for fun. Nothing to get your knickers twisted over." He continued to cajole with caresses. His hands swept across Xander's skin, touching him everywhere, getting him hard. They weren't naked yet, because sometimes their fantasies involved the necessary bits of clothing. Like one of Spike's firsts, in which he'd asked for Xander to strip for him. Spike got hard just remembering the sexy tease Xander had been.

"Spike, I - " Xander bit at his bottom lip, eyelids drifting closed as he concentrated on the feel of Spike against him.

"Yes, luv?"

"I..." Xander moaned low in his throat. "I wanna be in control."

"Sure, luv. That all?" Spike raised his scarred brow. "Nothing to be ashamed of, Xan."

"'S not all." Xander murmured, lowering his head. Spike's dick throbbed in his jeansXandXander glanced back up through lowered lashes. "Want...want William." The words were quiet, almost too low to hear.

Spike tensed for just a moment. "What do you want with that wanker, pet?"

Shaking his head, Xander tried to stand pushing Spike off his lap. "Nothing. Forget it. Sorry."

"No, wait!" Spike stopped him before he could fully stand. "Sorry, luv. Know you can have anything. Just surprised me 's all."

"No, Spike. I don't want to make you uncomfortable, or hurt your feelings. You know I love you, right?" Xander ran strong hands up and down Spike's side. "He's a part of you. That's all. I just want to see that...that side of you again. But it doesn't matter. Don't want to do anything to hurt you."

Spike found himself playing absently with the ring on Xander's finger. Twisting the cool metal around and around. He looked up to find Xander staring at him, brown eyes gone soft with love and concern. Tilting his head, he pressed their lips together in a sweet kiss. "No, luv. Doesn't hurt. Wanna make you happy. Can have William. Can have me. Anything you want, luv." Spike whispered against Xander's lips.

Xander's erection twitched. "There's one more thing." He whispered back. "I want to call you 'baby'." And then he gave Spike 'the look'. The one that meant he wanted so much more, but couldn't really say. But Spike knew. He always did. And when that blond head nodded ascent, a jolt of pure lust shot up Xander's spine.

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Xander waited nervously in the living room. Spike had insisted that he had to prepare, and that Xander wait precisely one hour before coming in. It was killing Xander. Waiting here, wondering what Spike was doing, wondering how the fantasy would play out.

Then finally, finally, it was time. He entered the room slowly, almost cautiously. The lights were down and Spike had lit candles all around the room, giving everything a soft glow. He sat on the end of the bed, hair delightfully tussled, gel washed clean. He had a notepad and pen in his hand and somewhere, he'd dug up Xander's reading glasses and put those on. And then Spike glanced up, eyes wide with innocence.

Xander nearly came in his pants.

"Good evening, sir." William ducked his head. "I'm ready for my lessons."

Xander shivered at the sound of William's upper crust accent. A sound he hadn't heard in over two years. He moved slowly, taking his time, studying this sweet incarnation of his lover. "Are you, Will?" He asked, just before taking a seat on the bed next to him. He pulled notepad and pen away gently, "You won't need these."

"What are we to study then, da?" William whispered.

Oh, God. He'd actually said it. Spike had known exactly what he wanted, what he needed.

"What every young man should know, Will." Xander's voice was hoarse and thready. "You're growing into such a beautiful young man, too." His hands played lightly over William's skin, pushing at the collar of his shirt, the waistband of his pants. "Take these off now, Will, quickly."

William complied, hesitantly at first, but then seemingly within the blink of an eye he was naked. His cock was half-hard, and Xander could almost swear he saw a faint flush to William's cheeks. The thought only made Xander harder and he had to swallow back a groan.

"Good boy." He patted the bed next to him. "Sit by me, baby." This time he couldn't contain the soft sound of carnal desire that escaped his throat. His boy. His baby. William.

William sat gingerly, eyes downcast.

"How do you feel, baby?" Xander asked, placing a warm hand on William's thigh. A thrill raced through him when he saw William's cock swell at the contact.

"'s cold, da." Naked now, William shivered slightly. "And...and my delicate bits feel...strange."

"Strange?" Xander let his hand wander, covering William's groin. "Do they tingle, baby? Do they ache?"

Mute, William nodded.

"Okay, Will, your first lesson is in vocabulary." Xander caressed William's cock softly, feeling it pulse and lengthen in his hot hand. "This," he grasped William's cock firmly. "Is a cock. Can you say that, baby?"

"Cock." William repeated dutifully.

"And these," Xander's hand moved lower to cup William's sac. "Are your balls. Get it, baby? Your cock," He gripped the base of William's penis. "And your balls." He moved back down to massage William's scrotum.

"Cock and balls." William murmured, eyes shut, tension thick in his corded muscles.

Xander's hand moved jacking William until the tip began to leak tiny drops of pearly liquid. "And now you're erect. Hard. Full and wanting. Aren't you baby?"

"Yes - oh - yes, da." William groaned.

Xander swiped at the silky head with a thumb. "And this, baby, is pre-cum. Gets you nice and wet and slick. Gets you ready to fuck." He brought the digit to his mouth and sucked.

"Are you," William began hesitantly, looking up at Xander through lowered lashes, eyes blinking innocently wide. "Are you ready to fuck, da?"

Xander nodded, the look William gave him almost his undoing.

"May...may I see, da? May I touch?" William's hand stole down to the fastening of Xander's pants. When Xander didn't object, he undid the button and lowered the zip, his da's cock falling out into his eager hand. "Your cock is so big, da. So much thicker than mine." William looked up at Xander as if seeking an explanation.

"You're still growing, baby." Xander whispered, unable to make his voice any louder. "But you're still beautiful." Leaning forward Xander kissed him, letting his tongue trace William's lips until they opened and allowed him in.

They pulled apart, Xander panting and gasping, trying to regain control. William was touching him, examining the look of his penis. Touching the sensitive head, playing with the leaking slit. "Da, is it...I mean, may I taste it? Like you tasted mine?"

"Oh, fuck!" Xander couldn't stop himself from bucking up into William's hand. "Yes, baby."

Instead of bringing a drop of pre-cum to his mouth, William brought his mouth to Xander's cock. He lapped at the head with the tip of his tongue, making Xander grunt and every muscle in his body tighten. "It's salty, da. And bitter, as well." William noted while he licked at the liquid.

"Yes, baby." Xander encouraged. "Do you like it? Does it taste good?"

"Oh, yes, da." William murmured, moving to take Xander's member into his mouth entirely. He hummed as he did, sending delicious vibrations up and down Xander's cock.

"Oh, William, you're such a good boy. So talented. So smart." Xander praised. "You're such a fast learner, baby."

Emboldened by his da's words, William began to suck in earnest. His lips tightened and his rhythm increased, his head bobbing faster and faster.

"Will, stop!" Xander pushed at William's head. Immediately William released him, and fell to the ground on his knees, head bowed.

"I'm sorry, da." He practically sobbed. "I'm sorry."

"No, baby!" Xander was on his knees beside him, arms coming round tld tld the trembling form close. "You didn't do anything wrong." He rocked William against him until the young man calmed. Kissing his temple, Xander pulled away far enough to look into wide blue eyes. "Just want to give you the rest of the lesson, baby." This time he pressed the kiss to William's lips, indulging in the taste of his boy. "You ready, Will?"

They moved back onto the bed, Xander maneuvering Will until he was lying on his stomach. He caressed Will's ass, pinching the rounded cheeks until the boy squirmed making him chuckle. Pulling out the lube, he slicked down his fingers, speaking soft words of reassurance the entire time.

"It'll hurt for just a second, baby, but then you'll start to feel really good." Xander pressed in, rubbing soothing circles into William's back as he felt the boy's muscles tense. "Shh, baby." He felt around for Will's prostate grinning madly when he found it.

William nearly surged off the bed when he felt his da press against something inside of him. Something wonderful. As it was, he was on his knees, arse pushing back against Xander's fingers and moaning.

"Yes, baby. Feel good? Gonna make you feel better." Xander positioned himself, pressing the head of his cock against William's pucker. "Feel me there, baby? Gonna be inside you soon. My cock is gonna push into you, gonna make you feel incredible. Would you like that, baby? Want me to fuck you?"

"Yeesss." William hissed. "Please, da!"

Xander thrust, breaching the opening and making William groan. "Sorry, baby, does it burn?"

William nodded, eyes clenched shut. He tired to relax his muscles, and accept his da's cock. A sharp pain pinched his nerves as the soft mushroom head of Xander's cock popped through his small aperture. William's jaw tensed, and he bit down hard on his bottom lip. Then suddenly Xander's cock eased all the way in, the stiff member gliding home until he could feel his da's balls slapping gently against his skin.

"Yes, Will..."

His name was a groan on Xander's lips. It made his own impossibly hard cock ache. Reaching down he grasped the base fisting himself and pushing back against his da. Wanting that thick shaft to move in and out of him, to pierce him through and through.

"You like that, baby? Feeling me inside you?" Xander wriggled just a bit to emphasize his words. "Want it hard, Will? Want me to pound into you?"

The noise that escaped William's throat sounded more like a feral wildcat than a human being.

"Tell me, baby. Tell me what you want."

William tried to concentrate as Xander began to move. "Want...want you, da. Ungh. Want to feel your...your c-cock inside. Want to hear your balls slapping against my arse. Want you to f-fuck me. To...to make me feel good." William ground back against Xander, wanting him as deep as possible. "Please!"

God! The hesitancy, the small stutters, they all combined to make Xander feel incredibly dominant, to make him feel in control.

"Fuck, yes!" Xander screamed, finally letting go and pounding into William. His hands grasped at Will's hips and held them steady as he thrust hard and fast. He could hear small grunts and groans above the sound of skin slapping against skin. He slowed just long enough to reach around and wrap a hand around Will's erection, pushing away Will's own.

He jacked Will hard, stripping the skin almost raw as he fucked him. Will was whimpering, tiny sobs of need escaping as he neared orgasm. Then finally Xander felt Will's whole body tense and shudder; cool cum dripped onto his hand and the bed sheets. He felt Will's ass clenching around him, massaging him to climax. He thrust once more before he flew over the precipice, pulsing hot seed into Will's tight channel.

***

They collapsed on the bed, Xander's arms automatically reaching out to pull Spike against him. "Thank you." They kissed, Xander's lips lingering to buss at Spike's cheek, his jaw, and his collarbone. "You didn't have to." He finally stopped to snuggle closer, resting a warm cheek against Spike's cool chest. "Love you."

Spike kissed the mop of brown hair, rubbing a hand up and down Xander's spine. "Was good, luv. Beautiful." He stopped to embrace Xander in a tight hug. "Told you, Xan, anything you want that I can give is yours. Don't have much...but can give you all of me."

"That's all I want, baby." Smiling, Xander kissed Spike once more before lowering himself back into his husband's cool embrace and falling into a quiet slumber.