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Cravings	By : Lee Category: AtS/BtVS Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male > Spike(William)/Xander > Spike(William)/Xander Views: 5035 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer (BtVS) or Angel, the Series (AtS); nor any of the characters from them. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
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The last chapter

Summary: Xander finds out what its like to be bitten, Spike helps him deal with the consequences.

Fandom: Btvs and Angel

Pairing: Xander/ Spike, Angel/ Wesley

Rating: NC17

Author: Mightbeme

E-mail: Lee_Michelle_t@hotmail.com
Feedback: Yes please

Spoilers: About halfway through season 6 for Buffy and season 3ish for Angel

Notes: Thoughts are in * *

Disclaimer: Not mine, don’t own them (sigh it was all a dream) they belong to Joss etc.

Cravings Part 12
Xander’s POV
“Childe do you want me to do this for you”
Those words crashed in on me, I stared at Spike, his demon visage had melted away and his crystal blue eyes were filled with tears. He looked torn, and I’m pretty sure that he didn’t know what to do. I think I understand, I’m sorta not keen on becoming one of the undead, but he’s my life or unlife to be. I lifted a hand to his face and traced the line of his jaw, he turned his head and pressed a kiss into my palm. If he thinks I wouldn’t be the same I’m gonna take his word for it. The goddess must have had a reason behind those cryptic words she left us with. Weakness overwhelmed me and I fought to stay awake. I looked past Spike and saw Angel hovering over us, pain and doubt in his eyes. Further away I caught a glimpse of Giles and heard Buffy’s voice whimpering in the background.
*So tired, but can’t go yet*
I tried to speak, amazed when my voice came out as a croaky sort of whisper.
“The goddess…….slayer’s blood”
Willow came and knelt beside us, glancing at Spike for permission she took my hand in hers and squeezed.
“Xander, you know we can’t use Buffy’s blood”
I shook my head and groaned at the pain that shot through me, bright flashes aching behind my eyes, I winced and tried again.
“No…..riddle….not Buffy”
Giles came forward, deep lines marked his face, he seemed so old and worn. His voice was puzzled, his eyes wore a faraway look, though I could almost hear the wheels turning in his head.
“Angel would Faith be willing to help us”
Angel stood up looking extremely uncomfortable, he rubbed a hand across the back of his neck.
“Umm I don’t think so, she’s……..not fully rehabilitated yet. The last time I saw her she was still ummm……harbouring grudges against you all. Sorry.”
Waving a hand to Angel, Giles seemed to take the news in his stride, as he assessed and dismissed the information.
“Well, I suppose that’s to be expected…one day she may make a full recovery, but that doesn’t help us now”
Giles bowed his head, lost in thought, he started to pace mumbling as he went.
“Seek ye a willing heart…..in a vessel…..that holds the slayer’s blood to bind thee”
He stopped and looked around the room, staring first at Buffy as he spoke Brid’s words.
“A willing heart………that cancels out Buffy and Faith………in a vessel that holds the slayer’s blood”
Willow’s eyes lit up as she remembered something, she gestured with her hands as she worked through the connotations of the word.
“A vessel is a container or someone that’s regarded as a vehicle or for some purpose or quality”
Giles thought hard and he and Willow came to the same conclusion at the same time, practically shouting the word out in unison.
“Dawn”
Dawn jumped, startled as the watcher and the witch starting jabbering at each other excitedly.
“Dawn, how could we have been so blind”
“It has to be Dawn”
“She was made from Buffy’s essence”
“So she has the blood of the slayer in her as well”
Willow leaned down and kissed my forehead, and then Spike snatched her into a tight embrace, she hugged him back and rose. Dawn sat down heavily on a pile of rubble looking just a little bit dazed and then excited too.
“Me, you want me. You mean it, I’m the one who gets to save Xander and Spike and Angel, that’s so cool”
Spike gestured to her, and she came over to sit beside us, he took her hand and asked her in a serious voice.
“Little bit, are you willing to do this for us”
She smiled brilliantly and squeezed his hand.
“Of course, you know I love you guys.”
“Dawnie this will hurt a little”
“That’s ok, I know its for a good cause, I’ll be fine”
Willow beckoned to Tara and the blonde witch brought over a bronze bowl and a silver knife tied with gold and red ribbons. Willow crouched down and took Dawn’s wrist, carefully cutting the skin on the soft inside of her arm. Bright red blood welled from the cut and Dawn turned her arm so that it dripped into the bowl. When a small amount of the ruby fluid was caught Wesley brought over a small brush dipping it into the blood before painting it over the marks on my hand. It’s funny, as the blood mixed with the marks Brid had made I felt a bone deep change take place. The pain subsided and my extremities tingled, like all the blood in my body was moving, changing or evolving into something else. I breathed deeply and felt better, I could feel strength returning and it felt wonderful……almost like I was a god. I chuckled at the thought and saw Spike gazing at me wonderingly. The blood had been absorbed into the marks on my hand and was now a tattoo with golden glints in it. Wesley repeated the process on Spike’s hand and wrist, the vampire stiffened as he went through the change as I had. I sat up amazed and quite frankly a little scared as the weight of the last few days lifted and I was left feeling light headed. I took Spike by the hand and inspected the marks carefully, his tattoo was a mirror image of mine. I traced a finger over one mark and caught my breath as his other hand reached up to cup my face, his thumb brushing over my lips. Instant heat flooded my body and I had to close my eyes against the want, the need I saw in his.
*Now is not the time, now is not the time, sex later, sex later, sex later*
I chanted this over and over like a mantra, and settled for a kiss that was slightly, well hell, very unchaste. Willow and Dawn were hugging beside us and we broke apart to pull each of them into hugs of gratitude. As I put Willow away from me she sniffled and smiled, for once at a loss for words.
“Thank you Dawn, you saved my life.”
She blushed and then leaped out of Spike’s arms and threw herself into mine.
“Anytime Xander, you know that don’t you”
“Yeah Dawnie I do”
I let go of her and we all rose from the floor, Giles and Tara waiting patiently for their own hugs. Giles held me at arms length and inspected me, a smile on his face and only a slight quaver in that oh so English voice.
“You are much improved Xander, the ritual worked splendidly, we shall have to look into the effects on both of you at a later time I think, yes. I do believe you both may have gained strength or abilities from each other. Else why wasn’t Spike dusted when Buffy staked him? As a protection and binding ritual, you may well have given Spike some other things, just as you have gained his healing.”
“Wow you think that’s what happened Giles, hey I knew getting married would be good for me, what do you think honey”
I laughed at the look Spike sent me for teasing him, the stern reprimand on his face totally undone by the heat in his eyes. I took Spike by the hand and we went over to where Wesley was painting the blood over the symbol on Angel’s chest. Lights followed the path of the brush, changing the red to gold until all that was left was a burnished gold tattoo exactly the same as Spike’s and mine. Angel had his eyes closed and his body was stiff, when he opened them there was a flash of golden light in them, like the lights of the goddess and then they were clear. Relief and happiness burned brightly and he caught Wesley to him in a passionate kiss, causing him to drop the bowl and brush he carried. It hit the floor with a hollow clanging noise and I looked around at the smiling faces, Giles was even happy. Spike went to his sire and put his hand on his arm, after being ignored for a couple of minutes he snarked at the entwined couple.
“Come on peaches, save it for the honeymoon would you, or you’ll be givin the Little bit more of an education than she needs”
Angel reluctantly released Wesley, who sagged against him for a moment before he stepped away, allowing his lover to engulf his childe in a huge bear hug. I raised an eyebrow as Spike resisted for a second then gave in and hugged his sire back.
“Wow Wes that must have been some kiss”
Wesley smiled dreamily at everyone as he eloquently agreed.
“Uh huh”
Angel finished hugging Spike and then I suddenly found myself in his arms, his voice soft in my ear, just a trace of the brogue to remind me.
“I’m glad you’re alright Xander, you and Spike look after each other you hear”
“You bet dad”
Angel laughed and shook his head, he let me go and pulled Wesley back into his embrace. I went to stand behind my mate, sliding my arms around his waist and laying my chin on his shoulder. His cool hands covered my own warmer ones and he tilted his head to the side. I looked at his succulent neck and couldn’t help myself, I planted a quick nip there and he shivered. My mouth watered at the thought of his blood and I had to wonder at myself.
*Was this one of the things I’d gained from him? *
I shrugged, I didn’t think I minded it really, a wolfish smile crossed my face and I saw Angel looking at me strangely. I winked at him and he smiled back at me, I would have to talk to Spike about it later. Much later after I took him home and nailed him into the mattress for the rest of the night. I mentally slapped myself and then had to stifle a groan as Spike pushed back against my hips.
*Oh god, home, home, home or I’m gonna have to fuck him here*
Thankfully Giles intervened by suggesting that we clear up and head home. Willow quickly chanted, calling on a sleeping spell for Buffy, then released her from her bonds. Giles swept her up into his arms and carried the unconscious slayer out to his car. Willow and Dawn quickly swept up the glittering dust, while Tara voiced a softly spoken spell to disburse any excess energy the ritual had gathered. Before we left Willow left a small token of thanks to the goddess, a sheaf of grain and flowers tied with gold and red ribbons. As she whispered words of praise and thanks a soft warm breeze flittered through the room carrying with it the echo of the goddess’s voice.
“Fare thee well my children”
We left the building and piled into our cars, Giles promised to look after Buffy, he would book tickets to England as soon as he got home. He would approach some friends of his there that could help her with her problems. I was a bit suspicious but he reassured us that he wouldn’t be calling on the council for any help. Wesley suggested that the host may be able to help her as well and Giles conceded that they might well see him on their way to the airport. Willow and Tara would stay and look after Dawn while Spike and I would do any patrolling that needed to be done.
Angel and Wesley had to go back to LA but assured us that if we needed them they were only a few hours away. Hopefully Cordelia would be able to keep an eye on us, so to speak, now that she could control her visions. We parted ways, the girls heading home after assuring Giles that Buffy would sleep for the next 12 hours. Angel practically dragged Wesley into the car, we jumped in the back and they dropped us off at my apartment. Spike laughed and I joined in as we watched them speed away.
“So lover how far do you think they’ll get”
“About as far as the nearest park or dark alley then peaches will be fucking him on the bonnet of the car.”
“So how come they didn’t want to stay the night then?”
Spike and I walked up the steps arm in arm, he stopped and pushed me up against the wall before plundering my mouth. I opened my lips and kissed him back, my own tongue tangling with his. He pulled back and studied me, the need I saw reflected in his eyes firing my own thirst. His voice was low and husky and I swallowed at the intensity of his words.
“Same reason I didn’t want them stayin”
Fire raged in me and my only thought was him, in me, on me, I didn’t care.
“Tell me”
A sexy smile and he ground his hips into mine, making me groan, I was so hard it hurt.
“Cause I love you and from now on I don’t share”
I couldn’t speak, I lunged forward and kissed him, all the passion in my body fuelled the assault on his mouth. His hands ran down my arms pushing them flat against the wall, till his fingers ran over my palms. I shivered as his cool fingers threaded through my own and he pushed our entwined hands behind my back forcing me away from the wall and into his body. I barely noticed as he manoeuvred me towards my apartment door until one hand let go of mine to dive into my pants pocket. I broke away to catch my breath and my head thumped back on the door, Spike’s mouth found its way to my pounding pulse and I tried to concentrate as his hand wriggled near my erection.
“Please god find the key soon or I’m gonna cum in my pants”
He chuckled and I shuddered as his questing fingers finally found what he searched for. With a grin of triumph he dangled the keys in front of me before inserting it in the lock. The door opened and I fell backwards following it, we thumped against it and I pushed off, kicking it closed as I attacked Spike’s mouth again.
*Oh god not gonna make it to the bed, want him now*
One handed I found his fly and just about ripped the buttons off his jeans, his hands had moved to undo my shirt. But once I had released his cock I sank to my knees and held his hips against the wall. It was beautiful, hard and white like marble, I ran my tongue from the root to the tip and felt him shudder. I smiled up at him through my lashes while I bathed the head with my hot breath. His hands went to my head, but I grabbed them and held them against the wall. Carefully I took the tip into my mouth, locking my lips around the crown. I laved the head with my tongue, tasting the precum that leaked from the slit.
“Oh bleedin hell Xan, you keep that up and I’ll blow my load here”
I smiled around the mouthful I had and saw the realization dawn in his eyes.
“Your evil, you know that don’t you”
I only wriggled my eyebrows and slid my lips down his shaft, twining my tongue around as I went. I took him in until I felt him touch the back of my throat, carefully relaxing I went a bit further and swallowed. He thrust his hips and I had to grab hy thy the hips so he didn’t choke me. Feeling comfortable with the depth I could go I started to really suck him, rising and falling as he struggled to thrust. He could have overpowered me but he didn’t and I loved the control he gave me. Faster I went until I could feel the tightening of his body, he arched once more and groaned as he came. I steadied myself and swallowed the pulsing jets, the acidic taste lingering on my tongue. I found myself pulled up and a cool hand ripped the clothes from my body, shoes went flying and Spike shimmied out of his jeans.
“Right my boy, bed now”
He picked me up and I gave a manly shriek of surprise before he strode into the bedroom and dropped me on the bed. I lay back and put one arm behind my head as he stood at the foot of the bed and just stared. An evil thought popped into my head and I reached down with my free hand and started to stroke myself. Spike started to pant lightly as he watched me, his own cock stirring again. The hand behind my head reached under the pillows and found the tube of lube I’d left there. I squirted some on to my fingers and raised my legs, reaching around I slid a lubed finger into my ass while I squeezed my cock. My eyes fluttered closed and I could hear Spike breathing heavily as he watched me fingerfuck myself while I jacked off. I opened my eyes and smiled seductively at the man with the hardon, he needed no second urging. He dove between my legs and lifted them onto his shoulders, positioning his cock he pushed in hard. His eyes held mine and I felt like I was drowning, his cock rubbed against my prostate and I was in heaven as fireworks burst inside me. He found my cock and his hand fitted over mine, the tattoo’s gleaming in the dim light. I thrust up to meet him as he pounded into me, all too soon I could feel the pressure building. I started to thrash in a frenzy as I skirted close to the edge. Spike felt it too and renewed his assault, his cock speeding in and out of my ass. I could feel my muscles grabbing and clenching and then I was there, the tension broke in a wave as my orgasm crashed over me. It started in my ass and moved out, my cock jerking and spraying cum over our already sweat slick bodies. Every muscle in my body rippled and flexed, the contractions in my ass shaking my body as Spike followed me into the void. I felt his body fall onto mine and then he rolled off me, our tattooed hands still entwined. Exhausted I turned my head and saw him looking at me, the dopiest smile on his face, I had to smile back.
“Gods I love you”
“You better, you married me remember”
The smiles got even sillier for a moment and then he sobered,
“It was the smartest thing I’ve ever done, I’m glad my sire thought of it”
“So I have to thank Angel next time I see him do I”
He raised our hands up to his lips and kissed my fingers.
“I never thought I’d ever have to thank him for anything but I do now”
“You’re not sorry about this, about having to take me…”
I never got another word out, Spike hauled me into his arms, his eyes bored into mine.
“I’m only gonna say this once more, so listen to me good my love.”
I sucked in a breath and nodded, unwilling to say anything to break the mood.
“I….regret….nothing. Not a single thing, do you understand. I’ve found love somewhere I never thought I would and it’s a rare and precious thing. I will always love you and I have an eternity to prove it to you.”
I felt the tears forming in my eyes and blinked them back, my breath hitched as I spoke the words he needed to hear.
“My own, my love, forever my Spike”
He smiled, not just a smirk, or a grin but a full-blown smile and he looked so beautiful I could only stare and smile back as he whispered to me.
“My love, my mate, forever will never be long enough to love you”
As our lips touched my only thought was that I couldn’t wait to find out.

The End.

*It’s finished now, sorry if it got super sappy there for a while but what can I say, I’m a ham. I hope you liked it, let me know if you did, or even if you didn’t, or if you think this needs a sequel. *
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