White Knight, Black Knight

White Knight, Black Knight Chapter Fourteen

Spike woke up when he felt a sudden pressure on his chest along with the feeling of being watched. He opened his eyes only to see that fur ball Max sitting on him with an expectant look and an old milk-cap top. Spike growled softly so he didn’t wake up Xander and threw the toy across the room; grunting when the moggie used him as a trampoline to take off from as he hunted his prey.

He looked at the clock and grained. Damned fucking cat waking him up when all good little vampires should be going to bed. He knew he’d never be able to get back to sleep, he’d slept most of the night which was so unnatural to him. Add to that the fact that Xander was curled up so sweetly to his side his fangs ached. His entire body could feel his boy’s presence, could feel his breath, his heart, his blood.

If he had a soul like his wanker of a Sire, it would have been lost in the past twenty-four hours.

Part of his brain still didn’t believe the boy knew what he was getting into. Sure he played the part of a semi-good guy nowadays, he started doing for the Niblet but now he’d do it for Xander too.

But last night his boy had seen him fight, seen him feed. Not only did it not send him screaming into the night but Xander had suggested they go back tot tht there again. His pet sure had grown up since the days when they shared the basement. Now if only his so-called friends would notice.

Figuring that the boy would have to work, and if not why should his lover sleep while he was awake and bored, Spike started tracing patterns on Xander’s back and buttocks with his hands.

He could feel the reaction he was getting, and not just in the stiffening cock. He could hear Xander’s heart speed up, could practically feel the heat from the flush that was enveloping his boy.

“Morning Xander.”

“Umm, morning Spike. Feels good.”

“What does pet?”

“You, being here with you touching me. Waking up with you. Feel free to stop me at any moment, I’m sure I’m acting like a big girl.”

Spike laughed and moved a hand to stroke his lover’s erection. “I think I can pretty much say you’re not a girl Xander.”

Xander’s breathing had sped up along with his heart but the boy still managed to laugh. “Mmmm, guess I’m just a girly man, a poofter. Don’t care, love you.”

He enjoyed watching Xander pant, watching how his eyes dilate. He can hear his blood rushing through his veins and Spike can’t help but think that is one of the most wonderful sounds. The room was thick with the scent of arousal and sex.

He had his boy pinned to the bed as he suddenly he had the overwhelming urge to taste Xander all over, find out what the skin on the back o f his knees tasted like, or the area behind his ear. He used his lips, tongue and teeth to worship his lover, enjoying the range of moans and gasps that his beautiful boy could produce.

He traced the lines of Xander’s muscles with his tongue, stopping to taste his collarbones, to bite at his nipples. Worked his way lower and licked then bit at his boy’s navel, delighting in the shudder than ran through the body underneath him.

He ignored Xander’s cock to travel down his legs; laughing at the breathless insults the boy threw at him. In the back of his mind, Spike spared a thought that maybe half of their fighting in the previous years might have just been unresolved sexual tension. Then he went back to his goal, licking down the inside of one of Xander’s legs. His boy arched off the bed with a strangled scream when he nibbled on his anklebone.

“Oh God Spike! Fuck me or something! Anything! Please!”

In a flash Spike moved from the foot of the bed to where he was hovering over Xander’s cock, nuzzling the base of it. He looked up into needy brown eyes. Seeing his boy like this was a miracle, finally he loved someone who loved him just as much.

“As you wish.” With that he swallowed Xander’s length whole, using the muscles in his throat to work the tip of the shaft as his hand teased his boy’s balls and the skin behind them. He felt Xander tense up and then tasted his essence as Xander shouted above him. He suckled until Xander was soft and licked him clean before crawling up to kiss him, savoring the taste and feel of Xander in his mouth. After a moment Xander weakly pushed him away, gasping for breath.

“Spike…fuck that was…gods I think I almost passed out from a blow job. Gods that was good.”

“I aim to please Love. Think you’re up to doing something with this?” He thrust his hardness into Xander’s thigh, just to remind him and Xander rocked back.

“Mmmm, I might.” With that Xander scooted down till he was eye level with his cock. He started licking and suckling the tip while using his hand to stroke Spike’s length. A talented tongue went to work on the underside, tracking the vein before going on to tease the foreskin. Spike had to control himself so he didn’t thrusting in that warm heat. The feeling of Xander’s mouth on his cock…it was indescribable. No one in over one hundred forty years made him feel so aroused, so free. Sheets ripped as he clawed at them for control.

“Xan, Love, gonna come!” Instead of pulling away Xander just looked at him from underneath those long eye lashes and smirked around the cock in his mouth. He released it for just a moment to breath and then swallowed Spike whole, and Spike could feel the muscles, the ripple of them in the back of Xander’s throat.

Lights flashed in front of Spike’s eyes and his body arched as he came, shockwaves shuddering through is body. He panted as he drifted, and suddenly Xander was there, brown eyes looking for reassurance.

“Bloody hell Xan, that was wonderful! Thank you Love. Tell me though…” his voice switched to sincere to teasing in an instant. “Tell me how a nice boy like yourself learned how to give such a wonderful blow job, eh?’

They had shifted till they were laying fac fact to face, so Spike got to watch the beautiful blush that colored Xander from head to toe.

“Umm, Cordy.” At Spike’s growl he blushed more and started babbling. “Not that we got anywhere past second base when we were dating. It’s just that I talk to her about stuff now, both on the computer and off. And well she taught me a couple of tricks on how to learn…so I did.”

Something in Spike’s chest squeezed and he couldn’t keep the grin off his face. He purred in delight and snuggled closer to his boy, his beloved. Of course his love didn’t keep him from doing only slightly evil things.

“Do I want to know how she taught you so well over the computer Pet?” Of possible Xander blushed even more and he put his face into Spike’s chest to mumble.

“What was that Pet? Didn’t hear you did I?”

“Popsicles. That and Charms Blow Pops. Well she said any sucker would do, but I kinda thought a blow pops was more appropriate.” He could feel Xander’s grin even though his boy had his face hidden in Spike’s chest ad the boy started to shake with laughter.

“What Pet?”

“It’s a Blow Pop!”

“Oh bloody hell!”

****

Xander hummed to himself as he fixed a brunch of ham, mushroom and cheese omelets. Fun in bed had progressed to fun in the shower and he just knew he had a smile on his face that let everyone know he’d been fucked and fucked well very recently.

Spike was sitting at the bar to the kitchen drinking tea and Xander found himself touching his bite mark on his neck and having to keep from pouncing the vampire again. Not that Spike would mind but they had played enough for a Thursday morning. As it was Xander was glad that work was canceled for the rest of the week and they didn’t have to rush.

Of course they had enough to think about, what with the community meeting and then facing the Scoobies, about the Initiative and about their relationship. He wasn’t stupid, Buffy and Willow were going to be awfully upset.

Still he wouldn’t trade Spike for all the money in the world. Being able to look across the kitchen and see him there, safe, with fading marks from their sexcapades, gave him such a warm feeling.

“It’s a bloody good thing we decided to quit hiding now isn’t it?” Spike’s voice broke him of his reverie as he dished up breakfast.

“Huh?”

“Xander-love you’re body language is screaming well-fucked.”

Xander just grinned and slid a plate in front of his lover before leaning in for a kiss. “With good reason Spike, I am well-fucked. And I love you.”

“Love you too Pet, you’re mine.”

****

Xander was torn between bouncing down the street and dragging his feet. It was late afternoon but Southern California was having one of it’s very few odd rainy days and while he was a bit damp at least Spike and him could walk around after the meeting.

The meeting about the Initiative in itself was fun but weird. His friends from work had congratulated them, Kyri and Usagi smirking all the while. He’d also gotten to see one of the few teachers he’d liked from school, Mr. Musick; and just as he thought Mr. Winter from the store was there.

Best of all he wouldn’t have to try to patrol and work, he was on paid leave for the time being so he could work as a sort of liaison between the demon community and the Slayer and Initiative. It was almost like a honeymoon, simply because he’d get to spend all his time with Spike. Just the thought of it made him want to throw Spike against the wall and…

“Love for the sake of my sanity please stop thinking whatever it is you’re thinking.”

“Hmm?”

“Xander, we’re almost to the Magic Box, can you please refrain from sex thoughts till after we tell the bloody group so I don’t have to defend myself with a hard on?”

“Oops. Sorry Spike.”

“Git. You don’t sound sorry.”

“No I don’t suppose I do. Gonna punish me for it?”

“Fuck Xander…”

“That’s the idea.” Suddenly Xander found himself pinned against the wall as Spike did a very thorough exam of his tonsils. As soon as he was dazed Spike moved away and shoved him towards the shop.

“Move, the faster we do this the faster we can patrol and then go home.”

“Love your plans Spike, that sounds good.”

They walked in silence the rest of the way, but it was a comfortable silence. The only thing Xander wished was that they could hold hands, but with the others not knowing, and the thought of a redneck trying to beat them up, held him back.

The bell over the shop sounded almost ominous to Xander as they walked in the shop. The place was empty and Giles was working in his office so they sat down on the steps to the loft to wait for the others. Xander was feeling nervous as hell at the thought of coming clean about everything. To distract himself he pulled out the treat he’d grabbed from the meeting but hadn’t shared.

He waved the lollypop in front of Spike’s nose. “Want a lick Spike? It’s your favorite flavor: cherry.”

Spike narrowed his eyes and grabbed to candy from him. “Here I thought I was the evil one Xander.”

“Hey I’m learning from the best! I bet you’ll teach me all of your tricks before too long.”

“Oh good lord!” While they were flirting Giles had decided to come out of his office and was standing there with his mouth open.