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“Spike? Whuh? Okay, it’s really early in the morning and I haven’t had my coffee, miss, so I’m a little slow on the uptake. Did you say--?”
The woman’s apparent misery vanished and irritation took its place. “For fuck’s sake, whelp, stop blithering like an idiot. It’s me! I know I must look--I mean, I know what this looks like! But it’s me, Spike. The one and only.”
Oookay. That level of snarkiness was too real to be faked and Xander took a good hard look at the woman before him. The well-known sharp cheekbones were softened yet she was roughly the same height as Spike. She possessed the ripe full lower lip and haunting blue eyes of the bleached blonde vampire. The hair was longer, falling to her shoulders, but the same platinum dye tainted the strands.
He reached up and brushed away some of the hair and stared as the familiar scar in the left eyebrow was revealed. “Spike?”
“Yeah.” The woman’s lower lip trembled and the momentary annoyance disappeared to be replaced by sniffling. “It’s that soddin’ jacket. I put it on--”
“Aha! I knew it! You were trying to get to Buffy again, weren’t you?” In spite of Spike’s predicament, Xander was getting pissed all over again. He shoved the transformed vampire away from him and scowled.
Spike had the grace to look ashamed. “Alright. It’s a fair cop so I ain’t lying about it. But something must have gone wrong, didn’ it? I put the damn thing on and ‘poof!’ I’m a bint. How the hell’d this happen?”
Xander shook his head. “Damned if I know. Maybe only members of R.J.’s family can use the jacket or something. It’s obviously magic so we can ask Willow about it.” He thought for a moment. “Except that she’s probably back at school by now so that’s out.”
He cast an uncertain eye at Spike. “Spike, do you--I mean, would you mind being like this for a few hours longer? Just until we can get hold of Willow. She’ll be able to fix this.”
Spike nodded his head reluctantly. “Sure. A few hours as a bint. Can’t be too bad.”
“Great.” Xander moved away and Spike gaped at him in dismay.
“Wait! Where’re you off to?”
Xander raised his eyebrows and glanced meaningfully at the clock. “In case you haven’t noticed, Spike, it’s a workday and some of us have an honest living to earn. I have to check in at the site.”
Spike grabbed him. “No! Whel-Xander, you can’t leave me like this! It feels so strange.”
“You just said you could handle this!”
“I know, I know, it’s just--” He looked at the floor and whispered, so low Xander could barely make out the words. “I’m scared. I don’t want to be alone.”
Xander forced down the urge to shout in frustration. Didn’t he have enough problems to deal with? Why the hell did he agree to take Spike in, anyhow? The vampire was nothing but trouble.
Then the altered demon looked up at him and all his protests died away. Spike looked so lost and afraid. This new crisis, coming on top of his shaky mental status, might be enough to unhinge the vampire completely.
He struggled with his own common sense and finally gave in. “Fine. I’ll call the site and tell them I’m tending to a sick friend. It’s practically the truth anyway.”
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The day passed in uncomfortable silences punctuated by awkward conversation. Xander had managed to find one of Anya’s skirts that she’d neglected to take with her when vacating the premises. But Spike had to keep tugging it down as it had a tendency to ride up whenever he took too long strides in it.
Spike stumbled a bit, his usual grace lost, as he tried to adjust to the shift in his center of gravity. His shirt, fitted for his flat torso, was stretched uncomfortably over his new frame, throwing certain bits into distinct prominence.
Xander couldn’t help but stare at the changes the jacket had wrought on the vampire in his keeping. His breasts were nicely proportioned.
A 38C, if I’m guessing correctly. Xander noted it casually, his assessment made from hours when he would secretly browse through his father’s hidden stash of Playboys and his mother’s Victoria’s Secret catalogs. The legs were great, too, with soft curves just where a woman oughta have ‘em.
Finally, Spike was fed up with it. “Stop staring, Harris! God, you’d think you never saw a bird before!”
Xander’s head snapped up guiltily but he was immediately on the offensive. “Hey, I can’t help it. The Xandman likes the women, alright? And I know you can’t see yourself but, take my word for it, you make a really pretty girl. Who wouldn’t stare?”
Spike crossed his arms, trying to look angry, but now the gesture just made him seem cute. He growled at the other man. “Well, it’s bloody rude, is all.”
“Says the guy who used to stalk Buffy and peek into her windows at night,” Xander retorted.
“That’s different. I was keeping an eye on her. All’s fair in love and war and all that.”
“I’m supposed to be keeping an eye on you. And all’s fair in my apartment. So I’ll look if I want to.” With that defiant statement, Xander let his eyes roam deliberately all over Spike’s feminine frame.
The vampire felt horribly exposed as the whelp gave him the once-over and then thrust out his chest and twirled around. No way was he going to show timidity in front of one of the Scoobies. “See anything you like, then?”
“Lots of things, actually,” Xander murmured. Now that he could look without censure, he noticed how Spike’s figure curved down to a slim, tapered waist and rounded belly and then flared outwards into delicate hips. The peroxide vampire had always had a tight butt but now it was sweetly heart-shaped. Thoroughly delish. Hot little number, no doubt about that.
Spike finished turning and halted when he noticed Xander’s stare never wavered. Xander caught the vampire’s eye and then flushed. Why was he even looking at Spike like this? Just because he was a girl now didn’t mean he wasn’t the same irritating demon underneath it all.
He became flustered at the silence stretching between them and sprang up. “Spike, you know I could go for a pizza and blood run. We’re probably low on the plasma anyway. Whaddaya say? Can I get you something in a pig’s blood cocktail?” When Spike didn’t answer, he snatched up the first article of clothing he could that would hide him from that steady gaze.
Unfortunately, this proved to be R.J.’s jacket. Spike approached Xander, his thoughts scattering under the onslaught of the jacket’s spell and the gorgeous brunette wearing it. The immortal licked his lips as he eyed the Scooby. Had Spike shrunk? Why hadn’t he noticed before that Xander was so tall and rugged? Or was he just now seeing how handsome the other man was?
“Spike? Wh-what are you doing?” He swallowed hard and found himself retreating as the demon silently approached him. Xander halted when his backside hit the wall. He opened his mouth to protest when the immortal pressed his body close and kissed him.
Xander stiffened, then moaned softly as Spike’s mouth became intimate with his own. The vampire moved back slightly and then returned, his tongue flicking about the mortal’s lips and dashing in to tease the open space behind them. He wound his hands around Xander’s shoulders, drawing him closer.
Xander wanted this to stop; he wanted to push Spike away. But somehow he couldn’t make his body obey. Instead he ran his hand in slow circles down the supple back and cupped Spike’s delectable little ass so the vampire gave a muffled “mmmph!” of surprise and pleasure.
The Harris boy was rocking their bodies together and Spike could feel the powerful muscles in the construction worker’s arms as the vampire grasped them to keep from falling backwards. Xander gripped Spike’s ass harder and rubbed his hardening cock on the vampire’s stomach.
Spike shivered as he felt an unfamiliar moistness gathering between his legs. An ache was welling up in his nipples and Spike rubbed them against the expansive chest, attempting to get some relief from the sharpening twinge. He knew the smell of female arousal well and the changes it wrought in a woman’s body. But he was on the other side now and he found himself at a bit of loss to deal with the odd sensations.
The brunette’s mouth moved from his lips over the pointed chin to dip in the little hollow at the base of Spike’s throat. Spike’s skin was satiny smooth under Xander’s lips; briefly, he wished he’d tried kissing the vamp before when he was holding him all those nights. He nibbled on the vampire’s throat and was startled when the petite frame bucked in his arms. “Xander!”
Geez, what the hell had just happened? He repeated the gesture, biting down harder this time. Spike gave an unmanly squeal, grabbed him around the shoulders and jumped up, wrapping his legs around the construction worker’s waist.
Thrown off balance by the dead weight hanging off him, Xander staggered and fell with his burden onto the couch. Spike gave a grunt as the man’s heavier weight landed on him but maintained his hold. Xander pushed him down gently. “Relax, Spike. Let’s get comfortable here, okay?”
The vampire looked up at him, blue eyes peeking from behind the long hair tumbled over his face and nodded. Without another word, he pulled the black T-shirt over his head and shimmied out of the short skirt.
Xander was taken aback. Another girl would have demanded more foreplay or more kissing first but Spike seemed determined to get right down to business. But this was a unique experience for them both and Xander wanted to take his time.
The vampire tugged at his clothes impatiently, but the brunette cupped his face and began slow kisses once more. The demon under him stilled and then parted his lips under his. The kiss deepened, grew fierce with desire, as the vamp sucked at Xander’s tongue and drew his breath into his own undead body. Spike tangled his fingers in the other’s hair as he let his tongue trail out to taste Xander’s lips, Xander’s mouth.
Xander was being careful. In spite of the apparent eagerness shown, he sensed Spike’s hesitancy. Even given the usual Hellmouth weirdness, this had to be a new experience for the vampire and Xander wanted to make this good for him; he wanted to show Spike just how wonderful this could be.
The boy’s callused fingers caressed his skin in light, widening circles as he explored the heaving body beneath his. Warm lips were brushed gently over the pallid throat now, even though the demon grabbed at his neck to force more pressure there. Xander lipped over the collarbone and proceeded downwards.
The combination of a cool, wet tongue and hot mouth on his skin caused the flesh to pucker and dimple; Spike shivered ever so slightly in the wake of that lovely sucking.
Gone was the muscular firmness he’d once inadvertently admired. Spike was soft everywhere from the new feminine breasts to the curvaceous belly to the arched bend of his thighs. The brunette paused to admire the velvety texture of the skin, the wrinkled nipples, and the gentle slope from the ribs to the indented stomach.
Anya had always been outspoken about what she liked and didn’t like in bed but he knew that every woman was different. What worked with one didn’t necessarily create sparkage for another. Xander’s lips began making a circular path around the breasts. He trailed his tongue out over the curves without coming near the nipples and waited for signs from his partner as to how he should proceed.
“Damn, Xander!” the vampire moaned. The boy’s mouth felt so good but his nubs were starting to hurt. They’d never been a particularly sensitive part of his body; apparently that had changed with his transition to being a female. He tried pushing the dark-haired head closer to the source of his discomfort, silently begging him to ease his distress.
The brunette smiled and finally sucked one dusky pink nipple into his mouth. He heard the swift in-drawn breath that signified the vampire’s pleasure and sucked harder. Then he let his tongue come out to play. It flicked at the nub, pushing it from side to side, circling the aureole and washing the stiff peak. He brought his hand up to the other one and manipulated it in imitation of what his tongue was doing with its twin.
His pale fingers clutching Xander’s head, the vampire panted while he subtly directed the mortal’s heated mouth around the diamond-tipped target. He jumped and squeaked when the sucking turned to biting nips. But it hurt in a good way and he groaned in appreciation as the burly man on top alternated the juicy smacks with firm squeezings from his teeth. Shit, that feels…nipples…nipples are the best. It’s good bein’ a girl.
Spike’s voice was rising and falling in barely audible murmurs and his hips were grinding subtly against Xander’s own. There was an odd hollowness at his core, a desire to be filled that was almost primal in its force.
It belatedly came to Spike’s attention that, while he was naked, the mortal still had his clothes on. Well, that wouldn’t do at all. He reluctantly pulled Xander’s mouth from his breasts and tugged at the letter jacket. At his wordless urging, it was removed and sailed through the air to land besides his cast-off clothing. There was a moment’s awkward fumbling as Xander’s shirt, sneakers, jeans and boxers were discarded as well. As he sat up on the couch, Spike got his first look at what had been prodding his stomach for the last few minutes.
Spike swallowed as he took in the other man’s member. Bloody hell, Xander was--right, they weren’t talking freakishly big here. But the cock that flapped amid the black unruly curls definitely went with his large, robust frame.
But Spike had never been one to back down from a challenge and he wasn’t going to now. He grasped at the reddened cock and stroked it sensually along its length. Xander gasped at that touch, so cool and unhesitating. The forefinger ran in little circles around the head and danced along the thick vein that pulsed underneath.
The boy was jerking forward into his touch, encouraging Spike to continue. The demon rubbed the pre-cum all along the shaft until it glistened. The strokes became firmer until Xander pulled Spike’s hand away with a warning. “Spike, if you don’t stop, I’m gonna shoot.”
The blond pouted at him in a way that Xander found absolutely adorable. “That was the plan, mate.”
The brunette shook his head and leaned forward to kiss Spike again. His lips parted with a smack and he whispered, “Uh uh. I wanna be inside you when I cum.”
The small blond became a trifle fearful when he heard that. He didn’t know how that would feel and he wasn’t certain if this new body of his was…intact or not. Xander must have sensed his nervousness because he concentrated once more on the kissing to put his partner at ease. He pressed his lips against Spike’s eyelids and let his lips wander all over the cheekbones, lips and chin. A swift kiss was darted to the nose. When Spike whined, he ducked his head to lick the delectable nipples again.
Spike’s head fell back as those lips tugged at his chest. Oh yeah, a girl’s nipples were beyond a doubt an improvement over a boy’s. Clutching Xander’s wide back, he stretched out along the couch again as the man’s body followed him downwards. The mortal bit on a taut nub and Spike arched, crying out at the welcome sensation. “Yes!”
The fear of hurting Spike had been his greatest concern but it appeared the vampire didn’t mind. So he stepped up things a bit. He ran his lips down over Spike’s chest, licking and biting as he went. Xander brushed his fingers over the pale thighs, marveling again at their delicate softness. He traced the ribs and the shaking breasts, following the path with his tongue. Unable to resist the rounded hill of the stomach, he pressed his tongue into the slight dip of the navel.
Trying to distract the vampire, he cupped and squeezed those swelling buttocks with his left hand while he carefully brushed the cushioned folds with one finger. Spike stilled for a moment. He wasn’t fooled one bit as Xander caressed his ass. It was nice that the boy was paying attention to all of him instead of instantly diving for his cunt. But he wasn’t putting one over on ole Spike.
Then he yelped as Xander’s thumb caressed the nub nestled in the coarse hairs. He couldn’t believe the intense shock that shot through his body as his clit was played with and lightly stroked. Spike squealed in a completely undignified fashion and arched his body, pushing his cunt into Xander’s capable hands. Here was no clumsy fumbling. Spike was being diddled by somebody who knew exactly what he was doing.
Now the brunette seemed determined to tease him. He drew away and blew gently all around the spot. Seeing the vampire shake, he lowered his head and licked the hooded button. Then he added another finger to the first one pumping steadily in the vampire’s pussy.
A high-pitched moan rewarded Xander as he stroked the G-spot. He had thought it was a myth until Anya had shown him, through trial and error, exactly where it was. Spike’s thighs quivered and then clamped around Xander’s hand as the kneading increased in speed and firmness. The mortal waited until some of the excitement subsided and the thighs relaxed their grip. Then two fingers became three.
His cock was grinding into the couch and Xander could have burst from all the pent-up tension there. But he was bent on bringing pleasure to the creature panting and squirming on the couch. He wanted to be sure Spike was well and truly lubricated before he tried taking this to the next level. The lower lips fluttered like petals with every touch as he eyed the clear fluid oozing from the vampire’s folds.
“God, whelp. Don’t stop! More of that, please!” Spike could scent his own juices, recognizably his yet so altered from the usual masculine tang, the aroma getting stronger with each cunning touch. Another flip from those digits and a racheting cry rose from the demon’s throat. The vampire thought his head was going to explode as Xander continued probing his innards. “Xand, please,” Spike begged. “Fuck me. Fuck me now!”
Xander spoke between kisses along Spike’s ribs. “I want to make sure this doesn’t hurt, Spike.”
The bloodsucker moaned in yearning. His tepid body was on fire with the heat flaring from his center but Xander refused to give him what he wanted. But he could sense something happening in his new body. An odd pressure was building from beneath his belly and it wasn’t the whelp’s fingers.
The orgasm caught them both by surprise. Spike wailed as the climax crashed over him like a tidal wave. The tightness in his womb uncoiled and his hips bobbed frantically as his cunt clenched on Xander’s fingers. His back bent and remained suspended off the couch. Then he fell, groaning softly, as smaller tendrils of heat shimmered through his body.
He blinked, the room spinning, as he tried to gather his thoughts. The sensation was like nothing he’d ever known, a rush in which his entire skin seemed on fire. Damn. That was…bloody hell, the boy really knows what he’s doing. Anya…must have taught him…when’s he gonna do that again?
For a brief moment the memory of his little fling with the ex-demoness rose up to shame him but he stifled it. Even if Xander went back to Anya, Spike would make the most of him time with the burly construction worker…and try to ignore why the thought caused him such a pang.
Xander wasn’t finished yet. Removing one of the couch cushions, he pushed it under Spike’s buttocks. Then he held Spike’s legs apart and proceeded to bathe the fleshy outer lips with his tongue. He made the “V” just under the entryway his starting point and with excruciating slowness licked up the thick labia to the nub on top. He pulled the nub with his lips and inserted his tongue just the tiniest bit into the grasping hole. He withdrew and resumed the ardent licks. With every return, the tongue dove a little farther into the dripping pussy.
Spike’s eyes rolled up in his head as waves of pleasure swept over his body again. “Pet! Shit! Stop! No, don’t--I want…shit!” His legs were trembling as the mortal kept them forced apart; he wasn’t certain he could take much more.
Xander lifted his head to grin at Spike over the wet curls. “You don’t want me to stop, do ya, Spike? We’re just getting to the good stuff.” He plunged his tongue into that cunt as he chased the salty juices coating Spike’s inner walls.
Spike was going crazy from the sensations and shuddered when the tongue came out to play with his clit again. One large hand came up to cup his left breast and tweak the nipple and he panted, “Harder, Xand. Make me feel it.”
The hand paused though he didn’t stop what he was doing lower down. Then the nipple was brutally twisted. The tongue worked him without mercy until Spike was sopping wet, dripping his honey onto Xander’s face.
Xander busily tried to collect every drop on his tongue. He had learned to love cunnilingus; it seemed like a gift he bestowed on his sex partner. It was also an excellent way to give women multiple orgasms without being forced to perform as a cocksman too often.
Spike let his head fall back and gave himself over to the mortal’s hands. The agile tongue stiffened and probed farther that he would have thought possible.
The lad was an adept pussy licker. He was also an unbearable tease. Every time the demon thought he would cum again, the tongue switched to a new spot, leaving him dancing on the edge. Spike pumped his hips as he sought for release. He moaned at the merest brush of teeth on his clit and dug his nails into the sofa fabric.
Spike began to thrash on the couch. He was grunting and gasping in time with Xander’s lickings and the mortal knew he was close. Perhaps he couldn’t hear heartbeats or smell arousal like vamps but he knew what got a woman’s motor humming and Spike was showing all the signs. He refocused all his attentions on that throbbing button to suck the clit hard into his mouth and Spike came at once. His thighs squeezed frantically at the probing digits and he screamed Xander’s name.
His back rose from the couch as his groin thrust into the face between his legs. The vampire’s world vanished as he orgasmed again. A final sweep of that exquisite tongue and he sobbed as another, lesser, spasm came trembling out of him.
The vampire sagged onto the couch, absolutely spent. His body shook in the aftermath of his passion. Breathing was a thing of the distant past for him but harsh gasps were puffing past his lips nonetheless.
Xander waited until some measure of calm returned. Then he gently removed the cushion and scooted over Spike. The dark-haired mortal kissed him again and Spike eagerly explored the taste of his own unfamiliar cum in Xander’s mouth. Those heated lips were so tender and caressing yet forceful all at once; Spike didn’t think he could ever grow tired of them.
The scent of Xander’s wanting filled Spike’s nostrils and he was aroused all over again. The vampire could feel the erection poking him in the stomach and opened his legs wide. “What’re you waiting for, Xand?”
The boy lifted his head to look Spike in the eyes and the vampire was unnerved once more by the unwavering stare. Then the tip of his cock pressed forward into Spike’s cunt.
Spike sucked in a breath as he tried to get used to this new sensation. He’d been penetrated before and, as a vampire, his conquests had included people from both sexes. As a top he’d preferred taking his partners from behind, avoiding eye contact. He didn’t really get personal with other demons and humans were always turned into meals afterwards so he had never been looking to cuddle. When he was the bottom--well, that rarely happened except with Angelus and the bastard had done it as a power play to leave Spike hanging and make him beg.
But this was different. Xander kept his gaze trained on his face, searching for signs of pain. He was so sweet and giving in the midst of this odd experience. Somehow the intimacy deepened the sensations, made them more powerful and, when Xander bent to kiss him again, Spike grabbed him hard about the shoulders and returned the embrace with passionate fervor.
Xander’s back bowed and his next thrust was harder. A hint of resistance--there, a firm push and the pressure was gone. He smelled the faint scent of blood and hoped that Xander hadn’t noticed anything. The pain was brief and even now fading away and he wouldn’t risk the whelp stopping because he thought Spike was hurt.
He tilted his hips so that his clit was pressed and gasped at the twin pressures coming from the same place. He unconsciously drew up his knees and groaned when the new angle sent Xander’s length farther into his body.
The brunette stayed still for a moment as he struggled to get himself under control. It had been so long since he’d had sex with a woman that he was in danger of spending himself way too soon. Xander fought off the urge to cum even as the vampire spurred him on with his voice and limbs wrapped around his body. When Spike’s insides rippled along his length and clamped down in strong rhythmic waves, he was certain he’d lost the battle. Damn, this just felt so good! And by the noises Spike was making, the vampire was enjoying this just as much.
“Xand, Xand, pet…fuck me. Harder! Ooh, hard, hot. This is…yeah, just like that.” Spike’s nipples were taut again and he grabbed one of Xander’s hands and brought it to his boob. Xander’s fingers were callused from his work and yet the roughened tips held the secret to soothing the hurt.
Both man and vampire were grunting and panting as they became caught up in their fucking. The vampire marveled at the strong feelings surging over him. There was simply nothing to beat the natural lube of the pussy or the liquid slurps Xander’s cock made as he pumped into the new space between Spike’s legs.
God, it had been too long since Spike had had this pleasure. It had been too long since he’d had any pleasure. He grasped the broad back with strong arms and rolled his hips again and again onto the sustaining heat. Powerful, deep thrusts met his and he cried out brokenly as Xander’s pubic bone bumped repeatedly against his clit.
“Fuck, Xand!” he yelled. Passion caused his voice to deepen almost to his normal baritone. At a particularly hard thrust, Spike’s howls rose to a crescendo as another spasm ripped through his body again. His inner muscles clenched around Xander with a ferocity that made the boy shout and cum in strong streams, splashing deep into his womb.
The two sank slowly back onto the couch. Spike closed his eyes, reveling in the aroma of sated lust peeling off the man above him. He lay quietly as he tried to sort out the sensations chasing each other through his own flesh. A woman’s orgasm was certainly different from a man’s. Not more intense per se, but an all-over bodily feeling that went from the top of his head down to his curled toes.
Xander whispered Spike’s name repeatedly in his ears and stroked his face as if he wanted to prolong the sweet moment. It was…nice. A little surprising but nice. The demon decided he liked it…and he was in the mood for more Xander-loving.
He pushed the mortal gently off him and sat him in an upright position on the couch. Xander looked down and paled as he saw the blood on his cock. “Oh god. Spike, I didn’t know. D-did it hurt too much?”
The vampire shrugged it off. “Nah. Barely felt it. ‘Sides, didn’t you know we vamps like blood with our sex?”
Xander raised his eyebrows wordlessly and then smiled as Spike leaned over and kissed him. Now it was Spike’s turn to explore.
He swept his tongue down over the mortal’s quivering chin and sucked at the bobbing Adam’s apple. He wished he could bite Xander and get a taste of the delicious blood he could sense surging just beneath the surface. But a minor prickle from his chip warned him not to try it.
Abandoning the idea with regret, he continued over the pulsing artery and down the wide chest. Spike nipped and then lapped at the brown nipples and was surprised when the mortal yelped and jerked forward onto his lips. Xander seemed to have more feeling in his nips than Spike’d had as a man. His head bobbed between the two dark aureoles until he had the mortal trembling and crying out in a low voice, his chest nudging forward with every suck.
Leaving those nut-brown circles, Spike swirled his tongue in wide paths along the stomach. Xander’s newly erect cock was bumping his chin but he ignored it for the moment. He scratched his nails along the mortal’s thighs, watching in malicious delight as the cock began seeping clear fluid from the little head.
“Spiiiike,” Xander whined. Finally Spike bent down and licked at his member. The dark-haired man closed his eyes and leaned his head back over the couch as the pouting lips closed over the exposed shiny head. The chilly mouth sucked at the tip, lapping at the sticky cum and blood coating it. Then he gradually sucked until he went all the way down to the end.
Spike rested there for a moment as the dark curlies tickled his nose. He drew in the musky scent of Xander’s spunk drying in the hairs. It had been ages since he’d been in a position to milk a bloke’s cock and he was making the most of the opportunity.
So he pulled out all the stops. He sucked until it hit the back of his throat and then let the cock fall almost completely out of his mouth. There was a delectable taste of pre-cum that he chased by lapping at the little hole on top. There was the slightest scraping of teeth and Xander shouted, nearly leaping off the couch.
“Oh god, that’s it, Spike. Suck…feels so great,” Xander gasped. Giving into the impulse he wound his fingers in the dyed hair, holding the head while he thrust his hips upward into that cold space. Wow, his hair’s so soft--just like his mouth. He bleated as the demon pleasuring him gave an especially hard suck and his fingers dug in harder.
Spike released the cock from the cool prison around it and Xander groaned in sheer disappointment. Paying him no mind, the vampire slid off the couch so he was crouching on the floor between the whelp’s legs. He nibbled along the length of the throbbing vein under the shaft, squeezing down with his teeth--hard enough to make Xander babble but not quite fiercely enough to hurt. He began jacking off the cock while he licked at the wrinkled balls and sucked first one, then the other, into his mouth.
Xander looked down in bemusement at Spike’s cheeks puffed out like a chipmunk’s as he swirled his tongue around the nuts in his mouth. The vacuum created as Spike sucked and drooled around his balls made Xander think they would swell until they exploded. Finally, Spike released them with a juicy ‘pop.’ Before Xander could speak, the vampire turned around and impaled himself in one smooth glide on the aching erection.
Xander wanted to protest the lack of eye contact but he soon understood the desire behind Spike’s decision. The vampire grabbed his large hands again and brought them up to his breasts. In this position, Xander could fondle the demon’s tits as much as both of them wished. Spike settled himself comfortably and then began to move.
He set his pace as he rose and fell on the ample flesh prodding his insides. The tumescent cock swelled and filled him so completely, the pulse bursting within his cunt like his forgotten heartbeat. The brunette ran his fingers over the luscious breasts in lazy circles. Whenever Xander pinched his nipples, Spike’s vagina fluttered and clenched itself tightly. The mortal picked up on this quickly and began alternating his caresses with squeezes and pinching tugs at those pert nubs.
“Xand, yes. Yes, more of that. God, you’re so good inside. Do that again, that bit with your nails.” Even with his new form, Spike was demanding. But Xander was capable of surprises of his own. Leaving the breasts for a moment, he brushed his hand down the taut stomach and turned his attentions to the clit again.
Damn, he’d nearly forgotten his new best friend, the clitoris. But Xander obviously hadn’t and he ran his finger over and over the pulsing button. Spike marveled at how much exhilaration was contained in that tiny bit of tissue. He was panting again, writhing, squealing like a--well, like a woman, really. He couldn’t help it as those adept fingers pinched and stroked the rounded pearl.
Gradually he realized Xander was muttering in his ear. “That’s it, Spike. You can feel it, can’t you? How good it feels, how it tingles and itches. You can’t touch it, not yet. I’m not letting you. You feel good, too, you know that? Such firm tits, such a great little ass. Ooh, yeah, squeeze me tight.” Hearing the boy talk about what he was feeling and seeing was beyond thrilling. The vampire mewled as he bounced harder and faster.
The cock lanced him as it banged right up against his cervix. A shudder of ecstasy accompanied it each time and he knew Xander could feel it. His butt rubbed the boy’s stomach with each up-and-down glide, exciting the both of them. When the mortal bit him on the neck, it sent him right into the stratosphere. His head fell back against the solid shoulder and he came, his body tensing, as he screamed his release.
He opened his eyes to realize the man was still erect, the stiff pole thrusting away. Shit, wasn’t Xander satisfied yet? He could give the Slayer a run for her money. The mortal grunted and warm seed shot into the cold space, overflowing onto the couch. The boy’s release triggered another orgasm from Spike, a mere whisper of the proceeding ones, and the demon let it shiver briefly throughout his system.
The two sat wordlessly, content to let the moment spin itself out. Then Spike stood up on shaky legs, already mourning the loss of the limp cock slipping out of him. He turned around and looked on the spectacle splayed on the couch.
Xander was still panting from his recent exertions and his face and chest bore a lovely flush. The heart was beating so hard the vampire marveled that it didn’t leap out of his chest. Lust stirred in him again and he leaned forward to kiss the boy gently on the lips. “Hey, Xand.”
Xander forced his eyes open and fell into Spike’s gaze only inches from his own. “Wh-what is it, Spike?”
Spike brushed his cool hand down Xander’s chest, rubbing and tweaking at the dark brown nipples. “I was thinking maybe we could take this someplace more comfortable.”
The brown-eyed man was astonished. Spike still wanted more? Well, so did he, come to think of it. He mentally questioned whether Spike was this insatiable as a guy and then wondered why he cared. He gave the vamp a lopsided grin. “Okay. Yours or mine?”
Spike pretended to give it serious consideration. “Well, mine’s closer. But your bed is wider, I’m bettin’.”
Something closed behind Xander’s eyes. “Yeah, it is.”
Crap. Xander was probably thinking about Anya. Hoping he hadn’t ruined the mood, Spike tugged at Xander’s hands and brought him upright. He kissed him fiercely again and squeaked in surprise when the burly lad scooped him up into his arms. Then the warm tongue began tracing a path across his lips and he relaxed, focusing his attentions on chasing Xander’s tongue back and forth between their teeth.
Harris was so tasty--like chocolate, cake, beer and all the salty, greasy foods he was always eating. He savored of the human and was uniquely Xander and so rapt was the demon in the intoxicating flavor that he didn’t notice where he was until he felt himself being lowered onto the rumpled sheets.
Spike was bombarded with the scent of Xander Harris. It was everywhere in the space: his furniture, his discarded clothing on the floor--guess he had time to clean this week’s wash--the traces of frustrated masturbation concealed in the linens. He drew in that last aroma and experienced dampness between his thighs again. The very smell of the man’s sex was fanning his arousal. He growled and pulled Xander on top of him, engaging his mouth in a rough kiss.
Xander was startled by the unexpected aggression but he wasn’t complaining. Their mouths clung, their tongues duelling and striving for dominance. Spike parted his legs under Xander’s weight as he strove to draw the man closer. The vampire reached between their bodies and tugged at Xander’s cock. He didn’t want foreplay this time; he wanted completion. Xander’s scent was driving him out of his mind and, now that his cherry was busted, gentleness was no longer required.
The brunette hardened at once at the touch. When Spike scooted down in bed to position himself, he didn’t hesitate. He sank himself up to the hilt, amazed at how wet the vampire already was. Oh man. Cool…grabbing…like velvet.
Xander wanted to hold back but Spike wasn’t having any of it. He was gaining control of the inner muscles that came with this body and wanted to show the mortal who was boss--at least during this round.
His passage opened up as Xander slid in and then squeezed so hard the whelp’s eyes bulged and he gave a strangled groan. His head thrust back into the sheets as the cock withdrew, the solid length scraping against his clit. Spike grabbed the tensing buttocks as he compelled the mortal to plunge more deeply into his recesses. The boy’s heart was banging like a drum and it was echoed in the pulsing of the cock plundering Spike’s cunt. Another thrust of heat and he whimpered, licking up the side of Xander’s neck and kissing the vibrating jugular.
He could hear the mortal heart pounding all around him as if he were cocooned inside Xander. Every beat, every surge of blood throbbed against his ears like the most divine music.
The bed squeaked, the springs protesting the intense coupling, as both bodies crashed together and broke apart. Indistinguishable sounds mingled in the air, a wild chorus of grunts, cursing and sweet erotic moans from the little blond buried under Xander’s weight.
Xander tried kissing Spike again but maintaining a liplock during these kinds of exercises proved impossible. Their teeth clicked together violently and he settled for burying his head in Spike’s shoulder as he panted and gasped into the shell-like ear.
He was babbling, trying to force the mortal to a harder pace. Xander had no idea what vampires were capable of, what kind of punishment their bodies could take. “Fuck! That’s it, harder, Xand, harder! Shit, boy!”
Oh, he was a boy, was he? He’d show Spike what this boy was capable of. He pulled himself up, breaking the vampire’s embrace, and reared up on his knees. Grabbing the little blond about the legs, he raised those colorless hips and pistoned his cock in and out of the demon’s sweet little hole.
The vampire was unable to move in this position and wanted to pull the sweaty body back against his own. But the sight of the wide-open mouth and blood beating in the throat riveted him. He could see and hear the dark tide racing through Xander’s veins as his face became suffused with color. The pulse was throbbing away in his neck, carrying the stuff of life, and Spike was awash in its wild call.
The driving cock filled every inch of him, the nuts beating a tattoo against his ass. Now he could actually see the thick meat as it appeared and disappeared inside his slick cunt. The sight was so erotic he knew he was going to cum again soon.
Then Xander pulled completely out of him and Spike whimpered in dismay. The sense of deprivation was so sharp it was like a pain. “Xander! Please! Don’t stop!”
“Not gonna,” came the hoarse reply. The mortal flipped him over and Spike was unceremoniously yanked to his knees. He opened his mouth to complain and then the cock pushed into his vagina from behind.
Xander’s fingers sank into his waist as the boy rode him and then he felt the expansive chest press against his back. He concentrated once more on flexing his muscles around that throbbing column while the mortal hung on for dear life. Xander grunted with each firm push and lost himself in Spike’s cool body.
Blunt human nails scratched around his nips once more and they were having the desired effect. But his clit was going untouched and the lack was killing him. His cries were taking on a note of desperation and Spike twisted his hips futilely in an attempt to ease the suffering.
Perhaps Xander understood the incoherent whimpers. A firm hand reached under and there was the stroking of his clitoris again. “Bloody hell,” Spike choked out. “Yes, Xand, yes. Touch me…more of that…clit…cock. Faster! Want to cum…with you…”
He gritted his teeth as he forced himself backward onto that rigid cock, that Xander heat. The rhythm grew frenzied as both man and demon got lost in the fevered passion locking them together. It would have been painfully hard for a human female but Spike didn’t care. His knees were being ground into the bed and he had to hold onto the headboard to keep his skull from smacking into it but he didn’t want to lose a second of that glorious sensation. He was getting stretched and sluiced with every thrust and he only craved more of it.
His nuts were drawing up tightly against his body and he knew his climax was close. Spike’s voice rose in high female squeals as he tried to fasten himself against the smaller body. He forgot this was a demon, his former enemy. He forgot the vampire used to be a man. As the cold passage swallowed him whole, Xander gave one last uninhibited cry and lunged forward.
The body above Spike stilled and then the mortal’s cock jerked, cum shooting into Spike’s womb. The ejaculation was so violent, Spike thought the semen was hitting his tonsils. As the arousal smell thickened the air around them, Spike came hard, his screams rattling off the walls. When his clit was pinched once more, he spasmed again, his body bucking uncontrollably in the mortal’s arms.
With Xander unable to see him, he allowed his features to shift and growled, the low subterranean noise vibrating throughout his entire carcass. Xander shuddered at that sound, his penis releasing another stream into Spike’s body.
Their bodies swayed together and then they toppled like a stack of cards. As the cock slipped from his body, the immortal stifled a moan at the empty feeling that followed. But Xander drew him close and hugged him. Spike let his body spoon against the warm chest behind and blinked in surprise as the boy’s lips wandered in aimless kisses all over his shoulderblades. Xander evidently had no wish to move from him just yet and he was inexplicably touched by this show of affection.
Spike turned around, nestling in Xander’s enfolding arms. “Goddamn, Xand. You really are a Viking in bed, aren’ ya?”
“Darn. Someone’s been talking. It’s that porn film, isn’t it? I knew it would come back to haunt me.”
The demon chuckled as he threw one leg over the upturned hip. “Well, we both came and that’s what I was looking for.”
“I guess.” Then Xander did a double take. “Wait, you were looking for this? Were you planning this, Spike?”
“Planning on losing my wedding tackle and getting turned into a bird? Not bloody likely,” he snorted in response.
“I know that. I meant--were you planning on getting me in the sack?”
Spike smirked. “That’s right. I’ve been cherishing a yen for you ever since I was tied up in your basement. No, I’m talking about just now. All of a sudden, it was like I was seeing you for the first time and I couldn’t get over how…”
“How what, Spike?” Xander finished when the vampire trailed off.
The vampire shrugged and mumbled, “How much I wanted to get laid, is all.”
“That’s not what you were going to say,” Xander replied flatly and rolled away from the attractive female form in his bed. Hell, why was he getting so bent out of shape? What had he expected from Spike anyway? He sat up and debated getting dressed again. He didn’t think he wanted to stay in the apartment with Spike now.
As he got up, Spike stared at his retreating back and felt a strange panic. The moment of separation was at hand and his demon howled at the loss. “Where are you going?”
The brunette shrugged and picked up the phone. “I’m going to call Willow. She should be out of school by now. Time you were turned back into your old self, Spike.”
Turned back into a guy? Yeah, that’s what Spike wanted. But the thought that Xander would no longer want him caused his undead heart to ache in his chest. “So that’s it? I get my stones back and what? We forget this ever happened?”
Xander kept his back turned but Spike could feel discontent rolling off him in waves. “Isn’t that what you want, Spike? You just wanted sex; you got it. Now that’s finished and I go back to my life and you go back to your…undeadness.”
“Yeah, but…” Spike struggled with his own confusion. Xander was hovering over the phone as if he were waiting for an answer and Spike wasn’t sure what to tell him. “I don’t know. I just looked at you and it was like I was seeing you for the first time. Your smile, your great body, your decency, I guess. You were kind to me and I wanted you. Just you, not anybody else.”
The brunette Scooby turned and Spike was once more given that intense stare. “You mean that? I wasn’t a substitute for Buffy?”
Spike snorted again. “Sure. ‘Cause you look just like her, don’ ya? By the smell of these sheets, you’ve spent a lot of nights wanking off to the beat of your own hand. I’m female, blond, small. Maybe I was just a stand-in for Anya.”
“Hey! You were the one who came on to me, remember?”
“And you were the one eyeing me as if I were a steak and you were a starving dog!”
“Who was shoving who up against the wall, Spike?”
“Well, if you hadn’t put on that jacket--”
The two stopped speaking as Xander’s mouth fell open. “Shit. The jacket.”
“Bugger.” Spike stared in shock at the other man.
Xander backed away as his face twisted in alarm and self-disgust. “Oh, shit. Spike, I’m so sorry.”
Spike scrambled off the bed and ran to the other man. He stopped as Xander shrank from him. “Don’t do this, pet. It wasn’t your fault.”
“Wasn’t my fault?!? I put on that damned jacket and then I took advantage of you!” Xander couldn’t believe how he could do such a thing--and after Spike had tried to rape Buffy, too. The self-loathing crashed down on him and he sank into a chair, covering his face with his hands.
Spike knelt before him, eager to soothe Xander’s feelings. “Xander, listen to me. Okay, that jacket made me get the mad hots for you. But you took it off and I still wanted you. I-I think I’ve been wanting to for a while now.”
Xander raised his head and stared at the demon female in front of him. “What? Really?”
Spike looked shyly at the floor and nodded. “Yeah. With my soul back, I looked back on all the things I di you you all a-and Buffy. I can’t be with her. We’re not good for each other; I can see that now. But you took me in and took care of me and…I’ve seen what a great guy you are, Xand.”
He paused for a moment as he considered his next words. “I need to get turned back into a bloke and we can see whether this…thing between us is real. But I’m in no hurry.”
At his sly look, Xander stared and then broke out in a huge smile that lit up his features. “So you’re not mad about what happened?”
Instead of answering, Spike leaned forward and caught Xander’s lips for a thorough kiss. When their lips parted, he slid one dainty hand up Xander’s thigh and watched the limp cock twitch in response. “Not mad, Xand. You?”
Xander glanced down at his hardening penis. “Does it look like I’m mad?” He caught long blonde strands in his fingers and pulled Spike’s head back for another taste of his lips. Spike opened his mouth and pushed his tongue into that space, exploring every corner of it. He was on the verge of losing himself completely in that kiss when Xander drew back abruptly and furrowed his brows.
Spike was worried that he’d done or said something wrong. “What? What is it?”
“When you’re a guy again--I’ve never, you know, with a man. What if…I mean, will it hurt too much? Because this is foreign ground for me, like Asia foreign, and what if I don’t like it…?”
Spike laid a finger against those babbling lips. “Ssshhh. I guarantee you’ll like it, Xand. I’m in a position to know.”
Before he could move, Xander scooped him up again. “Well, let’s try some other positions first, shall we?”
Spike giggled, then caught himself and growled instead. “You’re on, boy.”
Xander dumped him unceremoniously onto the bed and folded his arms. “Who’re you calling a boy, girl?”
“Fine. You’re the man--for now, at any rate.”
Xander lay down beside Spike and rubbed the clitoris until the vampire’s eyes glazed over and he mewled from longing. He pushed two fingers deep into the cunt and unerringly stroked the dime-sized spongy flesh within. As the vampire trembled, his nipples crinkling into tiny points, Xander bent his head and whispered into one ear, “And don’t you forget it, Spike.”

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