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Geeks Can Be Hot	By : missmishka Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > Threesomes/Moresomes > Angel(us)/Spike(William)/Willow > Angel(us)/Spike(William)/Willow Views: 7178 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer (BtVS), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 9
- 10
WARNING: These next few chapters focus on M/M/F threesome fun so they may contain depictions of slash and sexual themes that don�t appeal to all readers.
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The heat in Spike�s deepening blue eyes mesmerizes Willow and when his lips press softly against hers she�s so absorbed in the feel of his mouth that it takes forever for his quietly spoken word to compute in her head. As he moves to trail kisses along her jaw to nibble on her earlobe, though, it sinks in and the eyes that she�d allowed to drift shut on a dreamy sigh of pleasure popped open again in surprise.
"What?" she pulls her head back and looks him in the eye, unable to believe he�d said what she was now thinking he�d said.
"Did I stutter?" he counters with a wicked grin that tells her her ears are working fine, just a little slow.
"We � ," her wide eyes look from him to Xander who was sitting as far from them on the couch as physically possible and staring fixedly at the movie on TV. "We can�t," she whispers disappointedly.
His only answer is a broadening of his smile as he lifts a hand to roll down her turtleneck and nuzzle her throat.
"Mmm," she shudders as he suckles the skin over her rapidly beating pulse and wishes this place were darker so she didn�t have to worry so much about her best friend catching her as she makes out with the vampire.
Her eyelids fall shut and she tries to keep her breathing steady, hoping the brunette won�t notice what�s happening on her end of the sofa, as Spike�s lips drift back up to hers. His hand cups her cheek and holds her in place while his mouth moves gently, teasingly, over hers. A moan escapes her, but is fortunately muffled by the kiss.
When his tongue flicks at her slightly parted lips, requesting entrance, she drops her jaw and opens her mouth wide to let him inside. Her hands rise to grip his biceps before gliding up to curl over his shoulders and pull him closer as the kiss deepens. He shifts to press her back against the arm of the couch, moving his hand from her face down to her waist. She shivers as his fingers skate back and forth across her stomach before tugging her shirt from the jeans they�re tucked into to slip under the barrier. Another, louder moan is swallowed by his increasingly hungry mouth when his hand skims up over her bare torso to cup a bra covered breast and fondle the nipple to hardness then move to do the same to it. She arches up toward his lightly twisting, pulling fingers, wanting him to manipulate more of her flesh with that arousing touch, but he slides his hand away to rake his black polished fingernails up and down her spine. As he deftly unhooks her bra she tightens her hold on his shoulders and reluctantly twists her head to the side to suck air into her lungs.
She feels his hand move down her side to the bottom of her shirt to begin pushing the garment up, exposing her bare skin to the cool draft that always seemed present in this basement. That tiny little reminder of where they were slowly sank in making her aware that she was at Xander�s. With her best friend just a few small feet away while she was making out with Spike, who was nearing third base with every apparent intention of getting a homerun or however that particular analogy worked. Her eyes pop open again and she quickly grabs the blonde�s wrist to stop him before his roving hand uncovers too much.
"Spike," she says in a warning whisper, casting a nervous glance at Xander then looking back at her lover. "We - " her train of thought derails as something from her brief look at the brunette sinks in and she snaps her attention back to him.

Oh my God, she thinks in shock as she sees that her best friend is now watching with great interest as she and Spike make out. Too great an interest, judging by the very noticeable bulge in his lap beneath the front of his loose cotton pants.
With the requisite fiery blush of surprised embarrassment she averts her gaze and focuses it on the knowing smirk worn by the vampire who was nimbly unfastening the button at the waist of her jeans then moving to lower the zipper.
"Wha - " she asks dazedly as he completes the task and slides his hand into the opening to cup her sex through the thin layer of her cotton panties.
"Trust me?" he asks her with a single finger wiggling it�s way under the panties to test her wetness.
After casting a �what about him� kind of look in Xan�s direction and seeing that his brown eyes were once again fixed on the TV she bites her lip, wondering what she�s getting herself into, then looks into Spike�s heated gaze and nods.
"Yes," she grants him permission to proceed with whatever he�s planning, earning a possessive growl and hard kiss as a reward.
All too soon he pulls back suddenly and completely, leaving her blinking in confusion as she reclined limply against the arm of the couch. The confusion grows as she watches him move closer to the other end of the sofa and throw a companionable arm around Xander�s shoulders. Her friend just about jumps out of his skin at the contact, making Spike smile in a way that had her whole body tingling as if the wicked smirk were aimed at her.
He begins talking to the man and for a few moments she simply enjoys the sound of his voice with that rich English accent. Then her friend utters a surprised exclamation of "What?!" to whatever the vampire is saying to him and she snaps out of her reverie to do a quick mental rewind and determine what had the boy reacting like that.

"Come on, Harris. You, me, Red. Shagging till dawn. You know you want to."

"WHAT?!" she adds her own shocked exclamation to Xander�s when the vampire�s words replay in her mind.
"A menage a trois. A threesome. All of us naked and fucking," Spike answers them both with a deliberate lick of his smirking lips and waggle of his eyebrows.
Incredulous, she looks from him to Xander and her eyes open impossibly wider as she sees her best friend looking at her with a gleam in his deep brown gaze that she thought she�d never see again after the whole lust phase they went through last year. She breaks the brief eye contact and winds up staring at his crotch, where that telltale bulge has gotten bigger.

No, no no no no, she tells herself, quickly jerking her gaze away from both men to stare blindly at the television. She was all over her non-platonic feelings for Xander. Had been for a while now. She was not at this very moment seriously considering and aroused by the idea of seeing him naked and doing some very non-platonic things with him and Spike.

Oh Goddess I am a very very bad girl, she thinks as her pussy clenches and her nipples grow harder at the mental imagery of him and Spike and her and him and Spike.
"You want to, don�t ya, luv?" that richly accented baritone is suddenly whispering in her ear like a devil perched on her shoulder enticing her to do wrong as the vampire leans against her. "Christ, I can smell how much you want it. Your lil pussy�s soaking, innit?" his hand delves into her open jeans and beneath her panties to get the answer to that question himself. "You�re picturing it, aren�t you?" he breathes into her ear as her eyes squeeze shut. "See yourself sandwiched between me and the whelp?" she whimpers tellingly at those words. "See him buggerin� me while I sink my cock in your hot lil hole?" she moans and bucks against his caressing hand at that idea. "Yeah, you like that one don�t ya, luv?" he teases her clit with his fingers and traces her earlobe with his tongue. "Knew you would," his mouth moves down to her neck and she tips her head to the side to grant him complete access to the partially covered column of flesh. "Say the word, pet," he orders while nudging aside the high neck of her shirt to get to his mark on her throat.
"Yessssssss," she moans as he drags his tongue over the bite.
"Good girl," he drops a quick kiss on her lips then removes his hand from her pants.
She whimpers at the loss of his touch on her aching core and looks to see why he stopped. He�s gazing straight into her eyes the moment they open and the second she focuses on him he raises the hand to his mouth to lick clean the fingers that had touched her wetness. Her breathing slows and her lips part as she watches the actions of his tongue, remembering how it felt to be the thing he was licking and wanting very much to feel those incredible sensations again.
"Hold that thought," he orders with a promising smirk as he finishes the clean up, gives her another bone melting but all too brief kiss and shifts his attention to Xander.
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Having gotten the answer he�d known he would from his girl, Spike focuses on the whelp, who he�s sure will be an even easier sell. His erection grows even harder and twitches hungrily as he inhales the scent of the boy�s arousal � a saltier, heavier smell than Red�s musk and just as mouth watering. It�d been so long since he�d had another man and, as he�d learned with Angelus, there were some itches that only a cock could scratch.
The tenting of Xander�s pants told him that this one would do quite well at satisfying his current itch.
"You�re hard as a rock, whelp," he leans over to whisper into the boy�s ear while lightly touching his erection. "That frotchitching me and my girl or imagining me and you?"
Harris just about jumps out of his skin at the contact and Spike bites the inside of his cheek to keep a wickedly pleased smirk from curling his lips. Deliberately he cups the warm bulge beneath the boy�s khakis and gives it a squeeze before beginning to lightly stroke it through the material. Immediately the whelp begins babbling on about how �they can�t do this� and �it�s wrong� and �oh my God do that again� and �stop� and �don�t stop,� never once indicating that he didn�t want to proceed. Smirking at that omission the vampire moves his caressing hand under the pants and boxers the lad�s wearing to touch coolcool fingers to the mortal�s hot cock.
"Think I don�t know, boy?" he purrs as his fingers wrap around one very hard and hungry dick. "I can smell it on you every time I�m around. Can practically taste it whenever you tie me up. Think I didn�t notice those little feels you copped while wrapping the rope around my body?" his tongue flicks out to trace the shell of the ear he�s whispering into. "You want me and my Red�s willing to share so �"
"I�m not gay," the whelp finally finds his voice and interrupts frantically, eyes popping open to cast an almost panicked glance Willow�s way even as his hips thrust upward to move his shaft in Spike�s grip.
"Neither am I, you git," the vampire tightens his hold for a brief moment in reprimand of the implication that what he was offering required anything more than an itch needing scratched or some sexual curiosity. "Doesn�t mean I don�t want to bend you over the back of this bloody sofa and fuck your ass raw," he moves his hand down as he talks and finishes the sentence while circling the boy�s opening with a fingernail. "Or to have you do that to me," he nips the brunette�s earlobe and relishes the pleasured gasp the action earns. "You want that?" he moves his hand back to Harris� dick and lightly strokes the sensitive length. "You want to take this," he curls his fingers around the base and squeezes firmly making the boy arch and babble incoherently, "and shove it up my arse, don�t you? Nothing wrong with wanting to experiment. Try new things," he assures softly while inching his touch down to fondle the boy�s balls. "That�s what being young�s all about, mate."
"Anya - " Xander gasps in a feeble attempt to deny his desire to participate.
"Will never know. No one will but us," the blonde interrupts firmly. "What happens here tonight stays here tonight. Our little secret," he promises and threatens at the same time, backing up the threat with a tug on the boy�s pouch before releasing his balls to run a finger up the underside of the twitching mortal�s cock. "This is a one-time opportunity and the clock is ticking, Harris," he warns dragging his thumb over the leaking tip of the erection in his hand. "Say no and I�ll take my girl and find another place to shag her blind tonight or say yes and get yourself a good shagging. Know you need one of those with the brakes your demon bird�s put on since I started crashing here," he licks the ear he�s whispering into and drops his voice to an even huskier and seductive pitch. "And I can give you a fuck like no other. Show you things your fragile little mind would never have imagined and make you cum till you�d swear there�s nothing left inside you to spend then bring you off again till you�re unconscious from it all. Say the word, Xander," he orders with a final firm stroke of the boy�s shaft before removing his hand from the pants.
"Yes," his pet cries out, bucking upward with a groan at the loss of contact with Spike�s skilled touch.
"Good boy," the vampire smirks and prepares to reward Harris the same way he had Willow.
He moves a hand to tangle in the boy�s shaggy brown hair and turn his head toward him as his lips descend. The warm body stiffens against his in shock as Spike presses his mouth to the mortal�s. After just a second of contact the boy relaxes and surprises the blonde by parting his lips and encouraging a deeper kiss. Smiling at the lad�s enthusiasm he opens his mouth and stabs his tongue into Xander�s hot mouth, tasting hints of the salty snacks and sugary treats the whelp had been eating. A strangled moan of satisfaction escapes the brunette as he lifts both his hands to grab the blonde�s head, tangling his broad fingers in the platinum strands and holding tight as his tongue pokes tentatively back at Spike�s.
Those fingers are strong and forceful, encouraging the vampire to become rougher to maintain control of the boy. A growl escapes him as he moves to straddle Xander, who groans and instantly begin thrusting his hips upward the second he feels the immortal�s weight on him.
Their mouths press savagely against each other, lips mashing hard against teeth. Their tongues push and twist and pull at each other, dueling for supremacy. Their cocks rub and grind together through the layers of clothing separating them, each relishing in the arousing friction and attempting to ease some of the ache in the throbbing organs. Spike�s hands move down to the boy�s waist to grab hold of the shirt he�s wearing while Harris�s continue to grab at the vampire�s head and shoulders.
Breaking their ravenous liplock, much to the boy�s moaning protest, the blonde yanks the shirt off then runs his blue eyes appreciatively over the torso he�s bared. Strong, surprisingly well muscled arms, probably a result of that bricklaying gig. Firm pecs, well defined and centered with pinkish brown nipples that were currently standing out in hard, aroused little nubs that grow even harder as they�re raked by black polished fingernails. Nice abs, bit soft round the middle, undoubtedly from the boy�s love of junk food, but still a tempting morsel for what the blonde has planned.
A delicious sound of unbridled lust escapes the whelp as Spike continues to tease those nipples with his fingers. Watchful blue eyes deepen to an azure shade as they enjoy the sight of Xander arching and twisting in pleasure at that touch. The blonde smirks in satisfaction before swooping down to replace his plucking digits with the wet brush of his tongue and sharp nip of his teeth, making the lad�s hands clutch harder at his head to hold that cool mouth to his chest.
The vampire�s senses were being overwhelmed by the experience. The sound of Harris�s heavy breathing and groans filled his ears. The smell of the boy�s sweat and arousal floods his nostrils. The feel of that sweat sheening his temporary pet�s warm, quivering skin made his hands rougher to get a firm grip on the writhing body. The taste of that sweat and tangy flesh made him press his mouth and tongue harder to the chest he was lavishing his oral attentions on. The continued sight of the whelp shifting in silent plea for more had hungry flecks of gold entering his watchful eyes.
After a few moments of ravenous cock grinding against cock along with greedy fingers pulling at hair and shoulders, something out of the corner of his eye drew Spike�s attention from the male beneath him. He stills, twisting his head in the momentarily neglected Willow�s direction. The corners of his mouth curve upward as he sees that she�d inched closer to them while he was wrapped up in learning the boy and was now just inches away, watching them with wide, desire fogged eyes.
"Feelin� left out, luv?" he moves a hand to grab her head and pull it towards his, pressing a quick kiss to her swollen lips.
Her answer is to scoot even closer, press her softness against his lean solidity, tangle her fingers in his hair and pull his mouth back for a more intense meeting. He feels Xander bucking under him and resumes grinding himself down against the mortal�s bulge to create a pleasing friction for them both as Red leans into him and sucks his tongue into her mouth. Harris suddenly yanks him away from his fiery Goddess, dislodging her hands and earning a feral growl from the vampire, to grab onto the sides of Spike�s face and hold him still as the whelp�s hot tongue plunged into his mouth. His little witch moans in protest and rubs against his side in an effort to bring his attention back to her. Sensing that the two friends may not be able to share as well as he�d thought they would, and smirking cockily at that realization, the vampire climbs off the boy�s lap and moves to press his girl down into the couch cushions.
"Go get us some lube," he orders the whimpering young man over his shoulder to give Xander something to do.
"Oh," brown eyes blink in confusion a few times until the fog parts enough for understanding to take hold. "Right. Lube. Right," his brown head nods eagerly as his brain realizes the request for lubricant means things the �shagging� is about to begin in earnest. "I�ve got some of that around here somewhere," the boy mutters as he scrambles to his feet.
Ignoring the racket the nit makes while rummaging through things and muttering occasionally as he searches for something suitable to slick up their cocks for a good buggering, Spike focuses on his Red. She opens her arms and legs for him to settle better against her, but he doesn�t accept the invitation just yet. Instead he sits up to quickly removes her shoes, tug off her unfastened jeans and bothersome underwear then urges her to rise up a little so he can yank off the turtleneck and useless bra that were the last barriers between him and her skin. Cang ong on to what he was doing, she shifts to rip his shirt off earning a disgruntled cry of protest from Xander and a proud smirk from the vampire at the garment�s ruination. Smiling and uttering a quiet insincere "Oops," she pushes the torn top away then goes to work on shoving his pants down to his ankles while he unfastens his boots and kicks the lot aside to stand naked before her.
Her deep emerald gaze runs over him like a caress, openly admiring his body as he admired hers. Her pink little tongue darts out to glide over her red lips, leaving them shiny and begging to be kissed as she reaches out to touch him with her hot little fingers. He evades her touch, taking hold of her wrists and keeping them still as he moves off the couch to kneel on the floor in front of it. She looks at him quizzically at that change in position, but his only response is a lascivious smirk that silently tells her to go along with what he�s planning and she�ll have herself a good time. Just like that all hesitation melts from her. She relaxes with a smile and gleam in her eyes that tells him she�s places herself completely in his control.
Passionate flecks of gold enter his gaze as he takes a moment to relish the heady sight of her trust and tacit permission for him to have his way with her. His eyes move to her throat and, as if sensing the direction of his stare, she tips her head to the side to fully expose the impression of his fangs amid the hickeys and other lovebites that marred her creamy skin. The sight of his mark brings a growl to his lips and he has to fight back the urge to just jump on her like some impatient youth. To pound his cock into her until she�s mindless from it then let his demon come forth to again take a sampling of her blood and strength it�s hold on her. That would come later, right now he�s got an idea in his head of how he wants to please her this time around.
With that in mind he closes his eyes for just a moment to get himself under control. When he opens them again, he�s all business. Without a word he runs his hands up her thighs to grip her hips and urge her over until she�s sitting, facing forward, in the place Xander had vacated on the far right side of the couch. Next, he rises up to guide her hands to the back of the sofa, positioning her arms comfortably along the expanse while ordering her to take hold of the cushioning and not let go. Then he takes hold of her right leg to drape it over the arm of the sofa, parting her thighs widely so that he can see every glistening bit of her dark pink cunny.
She fidgets a bit uncomfortably at being exposed like that, but he soothes her with a series of light kisses on her skin. When she relaxes again he sits back on his heels to admire his work. The pose is decadent. She looks thoroughly debauched, cheeks and chest flushed, nipples hard and pussy wet with desire as she clings obediently to the couch with her legs splayed for him to take his place between them. There�s also a majesty to the position as she reclines there above him like a queen or Goddess awaiting the worship she clearly expects him to give her from his place on his knees before her.
Not about to disappoint her, he gently presses his palms against her inner thighs to spread them even further before turning his gaze to her quim. He admires the contrasts of her vibrant curls against the freckled paleness of her flesh and the lush pink of her femininity. The sheen of her skin from the moisture of her arousal and the hard little nub of her clit amid her soft folds.
If he had any breath, this sight would take it right from him.
His hands slide toward her center, finding traces of her juices the higher up her thighs they went, until they were resting in the crease where leg and pelvis met with his thumbs stroking her nether lips. Her hips push forward at the almost absent caress of his fingers and the speed of her breathing changes, becoming deeper and slower and shaky with anticipation and need. Unable to resist he flicks his gaze up her body to find her watching him with heavy lidded eyes and her lower lip clenched hard between her teeth as her hands are gripping the back of the couch so tightly her knuckles are white with strain.
"Don�t," he orders with a frown at those visible signs of her holding back. "Let me hear you, luv."
She maintains her deathgrip on the sofa, but releases her lip with an audible sigh at his command.
"Spike," she moans loudly, legs tensing to grip the couch and aid her in thrusting toward his mouth. "Please."
Relishing the idea of making her scream like a banshee with her orgasm, he smiles happily at the noises she�s now making without encouragement and goes to work on bringing more lusty cries to her swollen lips. Her impatience is obvious in every taut line of her body, the thrum of her blood racing through her veins, the hitches in her breathing and the mewls of pleasure now flooding the basement, but he won�t be rushed.
He bends forward to leisurely lick a straight line from the back of her knee to the very top of her thigh. She shakes as his tongue nears her cunny and she eagerly waits for it to touch on her clit or drag along her slit only to be disappointed when he veers off to do the same with her other leg. A groan of his name sounds through the room at the shift and he smirks against her knee before nipping it playfully and licking on up her limb. This time when he gets to the very top of her thigh he searches out every trace of moisture that had leaked from her core onto the skin there and slowly laps it up. He lingers over the area to thoroughly clean it then just continues to lavish attention on it until she was squirming for his tongue to venture higher. Again, he denies her what she clearly wants and expects as he moves his mouth to similarly bathe her other leg.
Once that�s finished there�s only one place left to go and Willow sighs with that knowledge. Clever as always, though, Spike finds more ways to tease her. Lapping at her lips, twining his tongue in the soft little curls there, to devour more of her essence without delving into the well the intoxicating fluid is coming from. He lets the very tip of his tongue skate over her slit then pulls it back to drop kisses on her abdomen. She sucks her gut in as he nips at the taut flesh then expels the breath in a moaning rush when his thumbs move play along her crevice, drifting oh so close to her hole and swollen clit but not touching.
Her pleas fill the room like the sweetest music as his delays continue. They begin as breathless, shy little mewls and moans and groans of "Spike" and "please" then build to her twisting in his hold, angrily jerking her pelvis to try forcing his mouth where she craves it while her modesty melts away. She accompanies the wild motions with the dirtiest little words that he could ever dream of his sweet little girl uttering. Deliciously vulgar commands spill lo fro from her as her frustration grows to a fevered pitch. She alternately orders and begs him to eat her, suck her clit, tongue her pussy, touch her, taste her, fuck her, take her. She cries out shamelessly for any and everything until he knows she balanced right there on the razor�s edge of ecstasy. Just one touch away from unleashing the unbridled screams he had intended to wring from her.
As he prepares to dive in and finally give her that touch, to overwhelm wit with touches of his lips and tongue and teeth and fingers all at once on her aching flesh, a shift in the atmosphere beside the couch and a low groan draws his attention away from her. An instinctive growl escapes him when he sees the whelp standing there as if paralyzed with his feverish brown eyes glued to the sight of Willow naked, aroused, open wide and begging for her vampire lover to satisfy. The growl draws Xander�s attention to said vampire and the boy smartly backs away with a hint of fear mixing with the scent of his arousal.
Remembering where he was and what he had planned, Spike slowly relaxes his defensive stance then invites the lad back to observe with a subtle jerk of his head. Wearily and without yet accepting the invitation, Harris licks his lips and runs his gaze cautiously over the nude immortal. Those chocolately eyes seem to sear the blonde as they skim over his lean frame, lingering on his pecs and ass before hesitantly shifting to the sight of the vampire�s erection and stopping there. It�s clear by the jump of the boy�s cock beneath his pants that the lad�s just as excited by the sight of naked Spike as he is by wanton Willow and the immortal smirks at the knowledge.
With a gleam in his blue eyes, he lifts a hand from his girl�s body to crook a black polished finger at the young man to again summon him back to the couch. This time Xander accepts the invitation without hesitation, almost falling over himself to get back to where he�d been standing before the vampire had caught him watching. The loss of that hand makes the redhead whimper and squirm until her ass is in danger of falling off the edge of the cushions she�s perched on. His gaze flicks quickly up over the girl and he�s pleased to find her completely oblivious to her surroundings and the by-play taking place between the two men with her. Her eyes are clamped shut and her hands clawing at the back of the couch as she�s utterly lost in a world of pure sensation, focused only on herself and her need to climax.
He shifts his attention back to Harris and finds the boy watching him, waiting with quiet pants of anticipation to see what the vampire�s going to do next to his best friend. Their gazes meet and Spike licks his cockily smirking lips. His smirk broadens even more with satisfaction when the whelp almost helplessly mimics the action by again licking his own gaping lips. Still staring at the other man, the blonde lowers his head to Willow�s slit.
Both mortals in the basement moan as Spike slides his tongue along the crevice from just below her hole up to her clit. Xander�s hips jerk forward at the exact same moment as the witch�s do, as if he can feel the oral caress just as much as she can. The flavor of her hits his tastebuds, filling his mouth with warmth and spice that draws a groan from him as he savors her distinct essence. Just like that the lad is forgotten as the vampire devotes himself to pleasing his girl. She screams his name with delight when he finally buries his face against her, inhaling deeply to immerse himself in her scent before taking advantage of the fact that he doesn�t need to breathe to devour her.
With just a single bump of his nose against her clit and one deep twisting thrust of his tongue in her cunt, she�s gone. An inhuman wail of pleasure and pain and intense release rips from her through the room as her pussy clamps down on his tongue and her hips move frantically to grind her clit against his nose. She sobs and shakes and screams so beautifully as the orgasm sweeps her up then drops her back down into his care. Lovingly he eases her down from that peak with the same tongue that had sent her there, lapping tenderly at her spasming core until the internal shudders let up and her entire body goes slack and slumps limply back against the couch.
It only takes him a moment to realize she�s fainted from the release and, despite the throb in his cock that was demanding he bury himself inside her now, he smiles at her with fond indulgence as he pulls back. As he drops a kiss on her abdomen just above her curls he smells more in the air than her climax and turns his head to the side to take in the sight of Xander standing just where he remembered him. Only now there was a large wet spot on the front of the boy�s pants where before there had been the hard bulge of his erection.
"I don�t believe I said you could do that yet," Spike informs the brunette with an irate frown.
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