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The Silent Urge Series	By : Druffine Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > Slash - Male/Male > Spike(William)/Xander > Spike(William)/Xander Views: 25061 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Part B Cravings

Chapter 11 - Rules

//Xander's thoughts or memories//

~ Xander ~

I am holding another man�s hand. I am holding a male vampire�s hand. *swallow*

However graceful and cool it may be when Spike comes down the stairs, I definitely destroy that look with the happy bouncing behind him.

Look cool vampire in black leather duster / head of a young brunette poking over his shoulder / cool vampire in black leather duster / head of a young brunette grinning madly poking over his shoulder / �

I can�t help it. And Spike must be pretty used to a mad person being around him. After all he was with Drusilla for nearly a century. That girl was nuts.

Oh and here we go again: �Office�.
~ Spike ~

I feel Xander tense when we enter the office again. At least he is not looking forward to seeing Treckle again. Or it�s just that he is embarrassed by his reaction to the demon and has to deal with the issues of his sexuality first. Nevertheless he knows what he loses if he gets involved with him. Question is, will the apartment be enough for him to not want to lose it.

Letting go of Xander�s hand, I push him down on one of the chairs. Treckle stands in front of one window and stares into the night. He makes no move or noise to acknowledge us. Again I have to adore the beauty he has. The black leather pants are tight against the firm round buttocks, the waist small and just inviting to grab it hard. His shoulders are broad for his size, extremely when he crosses his arms in front of his chest like right know.

I block my mind against a whirlwind of memories which try to assault me and break the silenceou aou alright, luv?� I bite my lip hard, angry at myself that the familiar endearment escaped my mouth. As I nearly expected Treckle turns around with a blinding smile: �Yeah *baby* I was waiting for you� both.� He got me. Fine.
~ Xander ~

If this isn�t unresolved sexual energy� gotta go gotta go gotta �

�So, kid� Treckle drawls overly friendly and sits down behind his desk. Thank god!

�Let me get this out in one long speech. You can ask me later *all* you want to know. �K?� His eyes are gleaming orange and he flashes them for my benefit. Really impressive this trick. Cool. I nod to his question.

�As I said the bar is not much different from a human bar. The customers are demons mostly.� D�uh! �They come to us to have a decent drink or to enjoy their time. Human patrons are not allowed into the main dance area. However there are human employees. We don�t like problems so we�ve got very good security. We have our own patrol out in this part of the city to keep the slayer and the Initiative away.�

It obviously worked.

�We�re open from sunset to dawn everyday except Monday. You will tend on the Big Bar until you know all the drinks and specials. Rasplar, a W�kara demon and Maerg, a Gulsh will introduce you to everything necessary. You�ll have to learn some words in different demon languages to communicate with the guests probably on your own.�

Can�t do that. //You�re dumb! Dumb like shit!//

�When you are good enough, you can take shifts on the second bar alone, if you prove yourself capable you can get the bar to yourself.�

Never be able to achieve the abilities needed for that. //You can�t do anything on your own! You can�t even piss without help!//

�Spike and I agreed to give you free meals, free rent in exchange for your work, you can keep all the tips though. Our customers are very generous when they are content with the service.�

//You can�t do anything right, can you?//

�You - like all the other staff members will have a direct link to the security by magic. If you feel uncomfortable or are threatened you call, the security will make the guest leave. The guests know that and they mostly choose to respect that.�

//Why should I respect your privacy? All you are, all you have, I gave to you! You don�t deserve respect!//

�You have to be very careful with the drinks. Keep the ingredients schedule, don�t mix by yourself or change even sli slightest thing because something is missing. If you are not sure do not tamper with the recipe If you are not sure about an ingredient, or can�t find it. Ask Rasplar or Maerg!�

//Stop asking these dumb questions! Can�t you see I am watching TV? Why would you need to know how to tie shoes? You�ve got Velcro!//

�What is delicious to one can be deadly to another. If you are interested in a guest for more than business relations, you have to talk to me or Spike first before you take any step in *that* direction. There are really cute demons out there and the vamps aren�t that bad but some of them can hurt you without wanting to. There is for example the Haricca demon whose semen is toxic to humans.�

Huh? Toxic semen? One swallow and good bye Xand-man. Whoa. Good to know. Gah! What? Did I really think about swallowing demon seed? Not Spike seed � demon seed of a demon I don�t even know?! I wouldn�t do that to a demon I don�t know? Right. Would never do that to a demon. Nope.

�Anything I have forgotten? Hmm. Ah! Never more than two different colours on you. And try to think about less� blinding colours.� Spike starts to chuckle and Treckle joins in. This must be delicious for him, for Spike, for both of them. *grrr*
~ Spike ~

Didn�t know, Xander could growl.

�Come on pet, let�s have a look at the club, huh?�

And there is it again the beautiful light in my boy�s eyes. The sparkles he gets in the chocolate orbs when he is excited about something remind me of the golden flakes dancing in my sire's eyes just before he entered me, filled me. Fuck, how do you hide a bloody hard-on *that* size without a duster? Think about something, something bad! A bloody Xander. Hm, lick it all off him� So does not help! The slayer bitch. That bint hurting my Xanpet! Oh� this is working a bit too good. Huh. Embarrassing.
~ Xander ~

Showmetheclub�showmetheclub�showmetheclub�

Without another look back at Treckle we both leave the office and Spike guides me through a big double door into� total darkness.

Stumble� ahrg� oops� erm� �Spike?�

�Right here, pet. Forgot for a moment you don�t have the superior senses add-on.� Smirk. And I could see that. Adjusting to the darkness now and I can see. A huge club, dance floor surrounded by a big black bar that in turn surrounds a spiral staircase. An outer ring is created by places where small groups can sit and talk. In one corner is a small stage, not too big for a single act but big enough to accommodate a band without too much dancing performance.

�Oz would love this.� I say awed.

�Actually he does love it.� Smirk. Challenging gaze.

�Oz was here? The Dingoes played here?�

�Not the Dingoes, only Oz and a very stoned Devon. They made quite a show��
~ Spike ~

Oh yeah, I still think about the redhead. How he had to concentrate on just *holding* his guitar while Dev rubbed himself against his ass, singing slurping lyrics just loud enough for the audience into the wolf�s ear like a lover would whisper: Fuck me baby, just a little harder�

*groan* ... oops have to pay attention to nummy ...

�� and he is still alive? If Willow knew that he was in this club, he would be dead!�

�Oz belongs here, pet. He is a shadow just like me. Willow doesn�t and he knows that.�

And I don�t think Red would have appreciated

another man making *her* boyfriend come in his pants

just by biting his neck *hard* in front of the whole club.

*moan* ... Think about the slayer� the slayer hurting Xander�
~ Xander ~

Spike looks kinda spaced out tonight. *wonder*

I hope Oz will play here again. I would really like to see him again sometime. He said a lot without saying anything at all and isn�t that frightening?!

We go over to the bar now and there are two� obviously demons waiting for us. They pause for some moments with whatever they do and give me the once over. Urgh.

//Mom touching my newly cut hair. �You�re a pretty boy�� You think *he* is pretty?� laughinglaughinglaughing �Shit is prettier than him! The fucking neighbours� dog�s ass is prettier than *that*!�//

I smile shyly at both and I think the toothy thing and the lip curling they do ...might have been them smiling back.

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