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Life is Change	By : trudyw000 Category: BtVS Crossovers > Misc - Slash - Male/Male Views: 9166 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Author's Note : Hi there, here it is, chapter 16, thanks to Kahuna Burger, ailsam, andy and heather for your reviews. Kahuna Burger, sorry for the lack of Spander last chapter, hopefully this one will make it up to you. ailsam and andy, I'm so glad you're enjoying the story. heather, I'm sorry for the inconvenience of redirecting but I had to edit at ffn when I realised that fifteen year olds were reading it, I couldn't leave it uncensored.
Chapter 16
Xander woke again at around 2 o’clock according to the clock on the wall. He lay quietly, enjoying the warm lassitude that comes from waking enfolded in your lover’s arms, their heavy weight pressing along your back. And then he realised the truth of his thoughts, they may not be lovers yet but Spike had definitely implied a willingness to pursue that path. Grinning widely Xander snuggled back into that cool embrace.
“Mmmmm” a sleepy hum sounded from behind his head followed by soft lips nuzzling the back of his neck.
Xander growled as the sensation of those lips on his neck shot straight to his groin and he rounded his shoulders, pushing his neck back and tilting his head to provide easier access for that questing mouth.
Leaning up Spike planted a chaste kiss on the sensitive skin behind Xander’s ear before shifting up fully onto one elbow, propping his head on one hand as he smiled down at his Sentinel “Morning luv.”
Squirming round to lie on his back Xander smiled up into the face of his Guide. “So, you mentioned trying out the real thing?” Xander sounded so hopeful that Spike could not restrain a quiet chuckle.
“What?” Xander asked. He half thought he ought to feel hurt at Spike’s response but he felt so comfortable as they lay there together that he couldn’t take it as anything other than the affectionate sound it truly was.
Spike just shook his head and then leaning in he bought their lips together initiating their first kiss. The kiss was soft and gentle, until Xander opened his mouth in a mewl of need. As soon as his lips parted Spike plunged his tongue through the gap deepening the kiss as he plundered Xander’s eager mouth. Eventually Spike eased off slowly pulling his tongue back enticing Xander’s to come out and play. Quickly their roles were reversed and Xander was plundering Spike’s mouth as eagerly as he had submitted to the vampire’s attentions moments before.
Finally the kiss ended and they separated, each panting slightly at the exhilaration of the moment.
“I want to try everything from my dream,” Xander murmured so softly that Spike could almost have missed it.
“Maybe not everything,” Spike murmured in response.
Xander just looked up at him with a confused expression.
“I didn’t like the way it ended.” Spike clarified with a smirk.
Thinking back over the events of the dream all the blood rushed from Xander’s face leaving it chalk white. Reaching up Xander cupped his hands around Spike’s face. “Don’t even joke about that, I couldn’t ...” he broke off, overcome with fear at the mere thought of losing his Guide, his lover, Spike.
Leaning in Spike kissed him again, just a gentle kiss, closed mouth and full of apology. “I’m sorry Pet, don’t worry, it’ll never happen. We’ll try all the good stuff from your dream... and more, but some of it will have to wait a while as we work up to it.”
“Why do we have to wait? I want you now.” Xander hated the whine in his voice but was unable to stop it.
“Do you think I don’t want that too?” Spike asked, he’d intended it as a rhetorical question, but he saw the way Xander released his head and turned away from him at the words.
Gently he used one finger to turn Xander’s face back towards him. Searchingly he gazed into those deep brown eyes. “That’s exactly what you think isn’t it?” He stated.
“I want to slide into your body, you think you know hot, imagine it from my perspective, I have no body heat of my own, it would feel like sliding into an inferno.” Spike paused a moment, overcome by the erotic images he drew with his words and by the mounting arousal in the body beneath him. “Even more than that, it would be you, oh God Xander, I want that so much, but I’m pretty sure you’ve never been with a man” he stopped briefly as Xander nodded confirmation “thought as much, the first time hurts Xander, no matter how much slick we use, no matter how carefully I prepare you, it will hurt.”
Xander took a moment to assimilate the words, then the meaning struck him. “Fucking initiative!” he swore violently, “they’ve been gone four years and they’re still ruining my life!”
“Hey,” Spike kissed him softly, “hey, there’re other things we can do.” Spike’s words carried more than a hint of promise in them and Xander perked up at the thought. Bracing himself off of one elbow he lunged upwards pushing Spike over to land on his back as Xander stretched out on top of him taking the dominant position. “Just not now.” Spike finished and Xander groaned, closing his eyes and briefly hanging his head.
“Why not now?” he asked, resigned to frustration.
Spike nodded over to the wall clock which showed that 25 minutes had passed since Xander had woken up. “Jim and Blair could be here at any minute.” A sly look crossed his features, “but maybe, if we multitask, combine a shower with something a little more fun,” he quirked one eyebrow in suggestion.
Xander was seriously tempted, who wouldn’t be, with Spike pinned beneath them looking up with just that mix of suggestion, swagger and a hint of vulnerability that only he could pull off. Leaning in he kissed Spike quickly on the tip of his nose, laughing at the “ewww” that Spike involuntarily let out.
“I’d love to, but I really don’t want the place reeking of sex when Jim turns up. You know, fully fledged Sentinel, well-versed in the use of his senses, no way.” Xander’s voice trailed off, images invoked by his words reeling through his mind, visions of Jim, strong and confident, not only in his Sentinel abilities, but also physically powerful and self-assured.
Spike had been about to protest, while he didn’t hold out much hope of persuading Xander into some dalliance before their guests arrived it was still fun to try. Then he saw the look in Xander’s eyes and it was as if he could read the thoughts hidden in those chocolate brown depths, could see the possessive nature of the primal Sentinel taking hold. He kept quiet, not wanting to break the chain of thought which he felt could only be of benefit to both of them. His patience was rewarded when Xander leapt from the bed and in a tone of complete authority ordered, “bathroom, now!”
Spike obeyed with alacrity, leaping from the bed and striping quickly as he crossed the few paces to the bathroom door. Following his Guide Xander hurriedly turned on the taps to a blissfully hot temperature before striping off his own t-shirt and shorts and climbing into the tub to stand under the flow of steaming water. Pulling Spike in behind him he pushed the blonde down to sit, perched on the edge of the tub. Nudging the vampire’s legs wide with his knee, Xander moved closer bringing his achingly hard erection in to rub the head across those tempting lips.
More than happy with the turn events had taken Spike swirled his tongue once around the head of Xander’s cock before opening his mouth wide and plunging down, taking the boy to the root in one swift movement.
Xander cried out in ecstasy as his hot cock was engulfed in the cool depths of Spike’s throat. Fisting his hands in the crisp, blonde curls in a desperate attempt to remain upright he could only hang on for the ride as Spike set to work in earnest. A deep growl from the vampire’s throat set up incredible vibrations along Xander’s length as Spike swallowed once around the meaty shaft before beginning to bob his head up and down, his tongue in constant motion swirling round the head or massaging the shaft.
Knowing that they didn’t have much time Spike didn’t tease, instead he concentrated on getting Xander off as quickly as possible hoping that they’d have time for Xander to return the favour before they were interrupted. Keeping a firm grip on Xander’s hip with one hand, he brought the other in to gently cup and massage Xander’s balls before extending one finger to massage the smooth skin stretching behind the balls, just as Xander had described from his dream. That added sensation along with the steady suction that Spike had maintained throughout was all it took and as Xander gasped out a warning he spurted thick, bitter cream into Spike’s mouth. The excess fluid trickled down Spike’s chin to merge with the spray from the shower as Xander dropped to his knees, his body no longer blocking the spray from falling on his lover’s face.
As Xander slid down his arms wrapped around Spike’s waist as if of their own accord so that he landed, kneeling between Spike’s legs, arms wrapped around his lover’s waist, head resting against the well-defined musculature of Spike’s abdomen. Spike let him stay that way for a few minutes, enjoying the closeness as he gently petted the wet, brown hair of his love. Just as he was beginning to think he might need to take matters into his own hands if he was to get any relief before the others arrived Xander lifted his head and pulled back. Lifting up Xander initiated a soft kiss, “thank you” he muttered before sliding back down the cool body before him and ending up facing Spike’s neglected erection standing proud from its nest of honey blonde curls between strong, lean thighs.
Eyeing Spike’s cock hungrily Xander glanced up into ice-blue eyes, “may I?” he asked quietly, barely audible over the falling water of the shower.
“Please do,” Spike replied just as softly before adding a quick warning. “Just take it easy pet, remember you have a gag reflex, I don’t, don’t try to take in too much at first.”
Nodding understanding Xander leaned forward hesitantly and swiped his tongue across the head of Spike’s cock. Concentrated essence of Guide burst across his taste-buds and Xander could not control the deep groan that forced its way up from the depths of his being as he suddenly found himself instantly hard again. Opening his mouth wider he took in the whole head, suckling gently as his tongue swept across the head and through the slit searching out every drop of that intense flavour. Hollowing his cheeks and flattening his tongue to press against the underside of that strong shaft, Xander began, tentatively, to bob his head up and down. Overwhelmed by the amazing feeling of holding Spike in his mouth in this way Xander moaned, deep and long around his mouthful and he felt Spike stiffen as the vampire fought to restrain the need to thrust into the fiery depths.
Keeping one hand on Spike’s thigh to steady himself Xander dropped the other hand to his own weeping cock and began to stroke firmly in time with the bobbing of his head. Feeling Spike’s gentle petting turning to a fierce, but not painful, grip on his hair, Xander knew his lover’s climax was almost upon him. Fisting himself, hard and fast, he pushed down as far as he could, taking as much of that strong shaft into his mouth as possible before swallowing around the obstruction in his throat and slowly pulling back, sucking as hard as he could.
Their climaxes hit simultaneously and Xander found his mouth full of the glorious taste of his guide as his own seed splashed against the side of the bath-tub before him. Exhausted he slumped in Spike’s arms, oblivious to the cooling water of the shower raining down over his back.
Recovering more quickly than his human partner, Spike hauled Xander to his feet and propped him against the tiled wall above the bath as he grabbed the shower gel and swiftly washed the exhausted youth. Then he manhandled him under the water to wash off shampoo and soap and helped him out of the shower, wrapping him in a towel and sitting him on the closed toilet seat to recover while he himself stepped back into the tub to complete his own, very quick shower.
By the time Spike was finished Xander had begun to recover with the vitality of youth and together they walked back into the main room to rummage for clean clothes and to try to make themselves presentable before the arrival of their guests.
Xander was just towelling his hair when a knock sounded at the door of the room. Throwing the damp towel over the bathroom door he gestured Spike back as he pushed through the blackout material and checked the peep-hole before admitting Jim and Blair. The two stood confused on the threshold for a moment awaiting words of welcome before they remembered what they had been told the night before and simply walked inside uninvited.
Closing the door behind them Xander took care to ensure the blackout cloth fell back into position before turning to greet the two men. “Welcome to our humble home away from home,” he gestured expansively to the cluttered room with a self-deprecating grin.
Blair grinned back, “I love what you’ve done with the place,” as his glance took in the scattered clothes from their mad dash to the bathroom earlier.
Blushing, Xander grabbed up the offending items and stuffed them under the pillow out of the way. Blair just laughed good-naturedly, “don’t stress it, sit down, we need to talk.”
Meanwhile Jim moved over to the small kitchen counter where Spike was pouring something out of an opaque container into a large mug, carefully masking his actions with his body so that Jim couldn’t see the flowing liquid. The sharp, metallic smell of blood however was obvious to Sentinel nostrils as Spike covered the mug with a side plate and placed it into the small microwave to heat through.
Another smell teased at his senses, almost hidden by the scent of the blood so that it took Jim a moment to identify it. As soon as he did he shot a sharp glance at the vampire, “so, you and Xander...” he left the sentence hanging, watching for Spike’s reaction.
Spike’s eyes immediately flew to where Xander sat on one of the beds, deep in conversation with Blair. The look on his face was plain to see even without Sentinel senses, pride and love chased each other across his features. “Yeah,” was all he said.
“How long?” Jim asked curiously.
Spike looked at his watch, “about twenty minutes” he replied with a wry twist of his lips.
Jim was momentarily taken aback at the answer but quickly shook it off and held out his hand, “in that case, congratulations.”
Spike laughed briefly and shook the offered hand, “thanks mate.”
Nodding over to the two men seated across the room he had to ask, “what about you and Blair?”
“Yeah,” Jim parroted Spike’s earlier answer a soppy look of adoration settling on his features as he watched his curly haired love earnestly explaining something to an eager Xander.
“For long?” Spike asked gently, awed by the openness the other man was displaying.
“Since shortly after you left on Saturday evening.” Jim replied, “he almost left me that night because of what I’d done.” The raw pain of those terrifying hours was etched on his features as he remembered his desperation to make things right with his Guide.
Spike was horrified at the thought that his arrival had caused such pain to these two men he was rapidly coming to see as friends. “I’m sorry,” he muttered, sincerity dripping from each word. He and Xander had only been together as Sentinel and Guide for less than two weeks, but even so the thought of being without Xander in his life ripped at his heart. He could not imagine facing that loss after spending years together as Jim and Blair had.
Whipping his head back to look at the blonde Jim could see the honesty of the apology in the other man’s face. “It wasn’t your fault,” he said reassuringly, “it brought to light some things that had been festering for a while and allowed us to move forward. If this hadn’t brought things to a head then Blair would have left sooner or later and I would never have had the chance to set this right.” Looking back at Blair eased the pain in his heart and for the millionth time since that fateful evening he thanked heaven for the second chance that he had been given.
The microwave had pinged during their conversation and Spike stood now with steaming mug in hand looking rather awkward. It was plain that he was hungry but was wary of drinking in front of the other man. Seeing this Jim simply waved at the mug, “drink up” and then crossed the room to join the seated men, taking his place on the right hand bed beside Blair, giving Spike privacy to down his meal before joining them.
After emptying the mug and rinsing away the evidence Spike joined the others, taking a seat opposite Jim, beside Xander on the left hand bed. Blair was busy explaining to Xander how Jim had been able to follow their conversation of the night before, even when they had been in separate vehicles several car lengths apart as they drove to the Police Department building. Spike sat quietly, one hand unconsciously finding its way to rest in the small of Xander’s back as he listened to Blair’s explanation. Spike was determined to be all that his Sentinel needed in a Guide and to do that he needed to know all he could about the techniques that Blair could teach them.
Currently Blair was explaining how to piggy-back one sense onto another so that one sense could pull another along with it. As far as Spike understood it, because Jim could see the two of them talking through the rear-view mirror of his truck, he was able to direct his hearing along the same lines and actually pick out their voices from all the background noise of the city at night. Blair wanted to teach Xander this technique so that he could home in on Jim’s voice from a distance and the pair of them could act as human walkie-talkies tonight. This would allow them to keep in contact with the back-up waiting outside the butcher shop without the risk of discovery inherent in the use of transmitters. Not that they expected this group to be that sophisticated, but even so, if there was another alternative, why take the risk.
They spent the next hour practicing the technique, first with Spike and Xander standing in the bathroom while Jim stood by the hotel room door. Then Jim moved further away, out of the room, round to his truck on the opposite side of the hotel and finally walking over the Walmart in the same complex and wandering around the aisles of the store. As Jim kept up a running commentary of all the offers he saw in the store and the items that he was buying as they were running short on a few staples at home, so Xander relayed it all to Blair and Spike who listened in wonder as the two kept up a conversation whilst separated by over half a block in distance.
As Jim walked back in through the door Blair fell upon him snatching the paper carrier from his arms and spreading the contents across the surface of one of the beds. Scanning the items in wonder he noted that they were exactly as described by Xander.
“Don’t trust me chief?” Jim sounded amused at Blair’s reaction and the words were obviously spoken in jest.
“Jim, that’s amazing, have you any idea how useful this could be, this is way more than piggy-backing one sense on another, this is targeting one sound and following it through anything. We need to experiment, see how far this can work..” Blair breathed, ecstatic at the possibilities with two co-operating Sentinels to experiment with.
Jim just laughed, knowing exactly what was running through his partner’s head. “Make the most of it chief, I’m assuming that Spike and Xander will have to go home eventually, although I hope they will be able to stay until this case is wrapped up.” The last was directed to the other two men who quickly agreed. They had no intention of going anywhere until this was resolved and the wrong-doers brought to justice.
With the successful conclusion of the piggy-back experiment Blair declared them ready for the evening’s reconnaissance mission and the four men settled down to chat quietly, killing time until dark when they could set out for the scene of the operation. As time went on Xander’s contributions to the discussion diminished until he dropped out of the conversation altogether. He was thinking of the night’s events and worrying about taking Spike into a room full of hostile humans, against whom he would be defenceless. He didn’t voice his concerns, knowing that Spike would not thank him for them. Spike was his friend and now his lover and he dreaded seeing him hurt but he knew that Spike hated to feel weak or vulnerable and hated it more if he felt others saw him that way.
Xander was so wrapped up in his own thoughts that he did not notice when the conversation around him stopped and it was only when Spike nudged his arm that he looked up. Spike nodded across the room and Xander turned to see the most amazing sight. Trevor and Lex were there, Trevor lying stretched out on his side on the carpet while Lex sat at his head, quite obviously standing guard over her larger companion. That wasn’t the most startling thing though for arrayed behind Trevor sat a large black panther and a grey timber wolf. The two new animals were seated together, also quite clearly guarding the larger form of the white tiger.
Glancing over at Jim and Blair Xander made the obvious connection, “yours?” he asked softly, not wanting to disturb the tableau across the room.
Jim and Blair simply nodded and all four men continued to watch the animals. The three guardian creatures clearly displayed a sense of expectancy. It was obvious that something was about to happen, although no-one had any idea what it could possibly be.
After a few moments, as if at some silent trigger the Hyena, Panther and Wolf all stood, lips pulled back baring vicious teeth as a deep growl rumbled simultaneously from three throats. Trevor shifted up to lay, sphinx like across the carpet and a careful shudder ran down that long body from the crown of his head to the tip of his tail. Shifting up again to sit back on his haunches another shudder wracked his body and hoarse coughs began to rip through him causing the four men watching to wince in sympathy. Finally a massive sneeze tore from his chest and shaking his huge, shaggy head as if to clear it, Trevor settled back into his former reclining position.
“Did you see that?” Jim breathed in disbelief and the others turned to look at him, wondering what more he could have seen, the picture of the four animals together had been shocking enough.
Turning back, trying to pick out what had so shocked the older Sentinel they realised that the animals had gone, leaving no trace of their presence as usual.
“What did you see Jim?” Blair asked, his tone coaxing as whatever more Jim had seen had clearly stunned him to the core.
Without replying Jim stood and moved over to stand near the place where Lex had stood at Trevor’s head. Kneeling he picked up something from the carpet, something too small for the others to see clearly at that distance. Returning to his seat he held out the object on the palm of his hand for everyone to see.
They all stared in confusion at the tiny device in Jim’s hand. It appeared to be a miniature computer circuit board but none of them could imagine how it had gotten onto the carpet and then Jim spoke. “I saw it, when the tiger... Trevor?” he looked to Spike for confirmation before continuing, “when Trevor sneezed this flew from his nose. What is it?”
Spike and Xander shared an astounded look, “it can’t be” Xander murmured although his hopeful tone belied the doubt in his words.
“It can’t be what?” Blair asked, “how can a spirit animal produce a real, physical artefact?”
“He can’t” Spike stated, sure of his facts.
“We need to test this” Xander was eager now, he had been so concerned for Spike’s safety, if this meant what he hoped it meant then that fear could be laid to rest and Xander truly prayed that he was right.
“How?” Spike asked, unwilling to inflict pain on any of those present in the room.
“Pinch me,” Xander said and pushing up his shirt sleeve he presented his bare arm to the vampire beside him.
Spike reached out and loosely twisted a fold of flesh on Xander’s forearm.
“Come on Spike, put some effort into it” Xander encouraged nudging the vampire again with his bare arm.
Heartened by the lack of reaction to his first tentative attempt Spike steadied Xander’s wrist with one hand while firmly grabbing a fold of skin between forefinger and thumb and twisting harshly.
“Oww!” Xander yelped in genuine pain, pulling his arm free of Spike’s grip before amazed grins broke out across both men’s faces and they grabbed each other in a tight hug watched by two very confused Cascade Detectives.
“Would anyone care to explain to me what is going on?” Jim asked, angry now, unable to understand why Xander seemed to suddenly want Spike to hurt him, or why they were both so happy at Xander’s exclamation of pain.
Ignoring the other men in the room Xander stood, pulling Spike to his feet in front of him. In a reverent voice he whispered, “bite me.”
“Now wait a minute,” Jim spluttered attempting to rise but Blair pulled him back down. It was obvious to the anthropologist that something significant had happened and while he was anxious for Xander’s safety his shaman senses urged him not to interfere.
Spike scanned Xander’s face for several long minutes, searching for any trace of reluctance or fear. Finding none he asked, “you’re sure?” and receiving a decisive nod in response he allowed his true nature to show. His eyes turned golden yellow and heavy ridges appeared across his brow as his canine teeth lengthened into fearsome fangs. Still he scanned Xander’s face but saw only faith and trust, no sign of fear or misgiving. Peeling back the collar of Xander’s shirt he leaned in and licked over the skin at the junction of shoulder and neck before tenderly sinking his teeth into the yielding flesh.
His eyes closed in bliss as the taste of human blood, fresh from the vein flowed into his mouth for the first time in almost five years. Taking just one mouthful he allowed the incandescent flavour of his Sentinel to roll over his taste-buds before he swallowed and licked the wounds closed.
Both men stood, held securely in each other’s arms until the sound of a clearing throat brought them back to themselves with a jerk.
“What the hell just happened?” Jim asked angry at the two men for ignoring him, and at Blair for restraining him while Spike bit Xander.
Xander answered cryptically “it’s the chip.”
While Spike, still vamped out, simply turned to the seated men and with a blood tinged smile said “I’m free.”
A/N : Well there it is, what do you think, please review.
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