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All the Wrong Reasons	By : redeyedemon Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > Slash - Male/Male > Spike(William)/Xander > Spike(William)/Xander Views: 3405 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-All the Wrong Reasons
- 1
Xander sulked in a darker corner of the club. He knew Spike was there. Just like he knew, Spike knew the second he’d walked through the door. The blenched blonde vampire was in the middle of the dance floor, dancing sensually, seemingly with everyone, but to Xander’s experience he really wasn’t dancing with anyone.
Maybe that was Xander’s wishful thinking. Because, just because he and Spike had fought, didn’t mean he wanted Spike dancing with anyone else. Especially the way Spike danced.
And, because Xander knew Spike was only doing it to make him jealous. One more fight, and once more that Xander had stormed out, only to come back and find that Spike had left a note. A note which lead Xander to the club he was currently standing in, watching Spike writhe on the dance floor.
Watching Spike move, as the vampire’s blue eyes met his own from the mass of dancers, Xander thought about how he’d gotten here. How he, Xander, the Zeppo, vampire hater, had ended up with Spike, the Big Bad, arch nemesis of the slayer, who just happened to be one of Xander’s best friend. Spike, who had threatened to kill Xander, and threatened to shove a bottle through Willow’s face. Yes, Spike had been drunk and mourning Drusilla, but he’d still done it. And Xander should hate him for it. But the night in his basement, when Spike had backed him into a corner, and voiced all the things Xander knew he wanted, but he’d been denying himself. Because he wanted Spike. No matter what Willow said, or Buffy said, or Giles’ glare. Because Xander hadn’t wanted to lie, and he thought his friends would understand. He’d been wrong.
Buffy had yelled, threatened staking, and stopped talking to him.
Willow had cried.
Giles cleaned his glasses, and rattled off facts about vampires, and death, and killing. All of which Xander already knew, because Spike had a habit of going into great detail about kills he’d participated in in the past.
So, Xander had walked away. Well, more like ran. Run back to Spike, to the sex, and perfect pain that Spike could offer, because Xander allowed him to.
The song blaring through the club changed, and Xander watched as Spike stalked toward him through the crowd.
I wanted you.
I wanted no one else
I thought it through.
I got you to myself.
You got off
Every time you got on to me.
I got caught up
In favorable slavery
Spike approached him, moving fluidly, the way only a vampire could, rolling his body against Xander’s. Xander’s hands easily found Spike’s hips, gripping, possessive. Spike’s arms slipped around his neck, long fingers tangling in his hair.
“You came, pet,” Spike growled in Xander’s ear, blue eyes flashing as he looked up at the human through his lashes. Black charcoal liner made the blue stand out even more.
Xander shook his head, dark hair falling into his eyes. “I always come for you, Spike. Doesn’t automatically mean you’re forgiven,” Both of them knew that was a lie. Xander forgave him every time they fought.
He just didn’t have to do so immediately.
Though, the way Spike was rubbing up against him, it wouldn’t take very long a t all. The blonde rolled his hips again, and Xander moved with him, wrapping an arm tight around Spike’s waist, leaving no space between the two of them. Spike licked a long stripe up Xander’s neck, ending with a nip at Xander’s ear, and Xander made a good attempt at a growl.
“Sure about that, Xanpet? I really think you wanna go outside with me,” Spike ran his tongue over his teeth, tugging gently on Xander’s hair, though he didn’t move. It was Xander’s move now.
Xander sighed, laughing darkly, biting Spike’s neck hard enough to leave a momentary mark. “And do what, Spike? Let you distract me?” Spike made an affirmative noise. Xander shook his head. “Still haven’t forgiven you. Need more than going out back for me to do that.”
Was it wrong?
Was it wrong?
“You know, pet, sometimes I think you enjoy fighting with me.”
“I don’t tend start the fights, Spike. That’s usually you.”
Spike grinned into Xander’s neck. “But you sure enjoy the make-up sex. Demand it even,” It was Xander’s turn for an affirmative noise. “So, we’re leaving?” Another affirmative noise, and Spike was pulling Xander out of the club.
I guess it wasn’t really right
I guess it wasn’t meant to be
It didn’t matter what they said
‘Cuz we were good in bed
I guess I stuck around so I could watch fight
For all the wrong reasons.
Xander fisted his hands in Spike’s duster, walking backwards into an ally, backing himself into a wall. Spike grinned, leaning into the human boy, his hands on either side of his head, leaning down to sniff at the Xander’s neck.
“Smell goo-oood, Xanderrrrr,” Spike growled, exaggerating Xander’s name, licking a long stripe up Xander’s neck, nipping his ear.
The vampire dropped easily to his knees, his fingers working immediately on Xander’s zip. Xander gasped as the night air hit his sensitive cock, his head hitting the wall as his fingers tangled as best he could in Spike’s snort, gelled hair.
“Damn it, Spike,” Xander was close to pleading. He knew that’s what Spike wanted. The vampire was licking delicately over his cock, though blue eyes grinned at him up through dark lashes, continuing at his slow pace. Even when Xander tightened his hands in his hair. Spike just tightened his hands on Xander’s hips, pushing him back into the rough brick. Xander groaned as Spike took just the head into his mouth and sucked. “Spike, please, please, stop teasing me.”
One more flash of blue eyes, an unmistakable grin, and Spike took Xander into his throat. Xander’s head hit the wall again, his muscles tensing as he gripped Spike’s hair. The vampire growled deep in his throat in warning. The urge to tighten his grip was oh so tempting, but the growl was a warning. Spike was in control here, and he was keeping it that way. Spike groaned, his nose pressing into Xander’s stomach. The fangs pressing around the base of his cock made Xander jerk dangerously, and Xander very nearly came.
If it weren’t for Spike’s fingers gripping the base of his cock. Xander came down slightly from being on the very edge of orgasm, glaring down at the grinning blonde who was slowly licking blood from his lips. “You’re a bastard,” Xander wrapped a hand lightly around the back of Spike’s neck, drawing the blonde to his feet. Spike didn’t fight him. “Evil, evil bastard.”
Spike grinned, pressing his lips to Xander’s, leaning into his body. Spike broke the kiss, grinning. “You know I’m evil. And I know, you wanna shove me up against this wall and. Fuck. Me.”
“Do I, now?” Xander asked, wrapping an arm around Spike’s waist, lifting the smaller vampire, and pressing his back into the wall. “Huh, maybe you’re right,” Xander murmured, his still hard erection pressing into Spike’s hip as he loosened Spike’s fly, fighting them over the vampire’s slim hips as his lips latched onto Spike’s neck. Spike arched his neck, his back, pressing into Xander’s body. Xander slipped his hands into the back of Spike’s jeans, his fingers creeping into Spike’s crack. He pressed against the base of the plug he found there. “You were anticipating this, weren’t you?”
Spike moaned, arching further into Xander, but he didn’t actually speak. Xander gripped, gripping Spike’s hips, lifting him and forcing Spike to wrap his legs around his waist. Xander wrapped an arm around Spike’s waist, shifting the vampire slightly before he pulled the plug from his ass, lining himself up, and dropping Spike easily onto his cock in quick, smooth, motions.
“Fuck, fuck Xan. Fuck. Move,” Spike growled as Xander leaned forward, leaning his head against Spike’s shoulder. Xander laughed, shifting his hips against Spike, the head of his cock brushing over Spike’s prostate, making the vampire squirm.
“Magic word? C’mon Spike, you made me come out here and find you, again, after another fight, I need the magic word,” Xander growled, pushing Spike further into the wall, making him growl, pressing back against Xander again, though Xander just pushed him back into the wall.
Spike growled, the sound loud and vibrating through his entire body, his muscles tensing, which made Xander gasp. He’d been close, and even though he’d had a chance to relax, he wasn’t going to last long. Spike growled, dropping his head against the bricks, his hands gripping Xander’s shoulders. “Fine, fine damn it. Please, please fuck me, Xander. Move, hard, fast, just please, please fuck me!”
Xander grinned, tightening his grip on Spike as he slammed into him. The vampire growled, nearly howling as Xander started to really pound into him.
Spike growled as he tried to thrust back against Xander. Despite the fact that Xander had a better angle and leverage, Spike had enhanced strength.
Xander wrapped one of his hands around Spike’s cock, gripping him roughly as he kept pushing the vampire further towards completion. “C’mon, Spike. Let go. Come. For. Me. Because you know, you’re mine,” he growled, sinking his teeth into Spike’s neck, shoving his forearm in front of the vampire’s mouth as he vamped out. Spike sank his fangs into the soft skin there, muffling his cry as he came. Xander stiffened, his grip tightening as he came inside Spike.
No, it didn’t matter what I tried
It’s just a little hard to leave
When you’re going down on me
I guess I stuck around so I could watch us fight
For all the wrong reasons…
Xander released Spike’s legs, put her continued to lean into the vampire as he listened to the music still drifting out of the club as he panted to catch his breath.
“Was good, pet. So good,” Spike, murmured.
Xander grunted, picking himself up, and giving Spike a long look. “Why do I keep sticking around when you can be such an ass?”
“Because the make-up sex makes it all worth it,” Spike stated, pushing Xander back enough to actually do up his jeans. Xander sighed, leaning down to actually pull his pants up. “C’mon, pet. Let’s go home.”
The offered hand was stared at for a moment as Xander considered Spike. They didn’t hold hands often. Especially not after a fight. Spike raised an eyebrow as Xander stared at him, making a move like he would retract his hand. Xander grabbed the offered hand, lacing their fingers together.
“Home sounds good. You get to take the laundry down,” Xander plucked at his now stained tee-shirt.
“Forgiven me, yet?”
“Not sure. We might have to go a few more rounds. Break out he chains,” he said, raising an eyebrow at Spike.
The vampire grinned, curling his tongue behind his teeth. “I think we can do that pet, we can do that.”
Xander grinned, leaning into Spike’s side.
I guess I stuck around so I could watch us fight
For all the wrong reasons.
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