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Atlantis	By : frkwerewolf Category: AtS/BtVS Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male > Spike(William)/Xander > Spike(William)/Xander Views: 3418 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer or Angel the Series. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Atlantis
- 2-one
- 3-two
- 4-three
- 5-four
- 6-five
- 7-six
- 8-seven
- 9-eight
- 10-nine
- 11-ten
- 12-eleven
- 13-twelve
- 14-thirteen
- 15-fourteen
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Notes: story is officially rated R now.

= Atlantis, Chapter Four =

"Sirs?"

"Oh, yeah, pet. Right there."

"Umm... Sirs?" The blushing priestess called out once more. She tried desperately not to look at the bundle of flesh and sheets across the room, but temptation proved to be too much. The motion the two figures followed was almost hypnotic.

"Gonna make you scream, Xan." Spike's voice groaned as the pale form arched upwards. The priestess held back a gasp, her eyes widening.

"Sirs?" She squeaked.

"S-Spike." Xander gasped. "There is someone... Oh, God, yes... Someone here. Mmmmmm, yeah."

"Bugger that." Spike snapped, before his form made a sharp move, not unlike a twist of the body, that the priestess really couldn’t identify in the terribly lit room. Xander let out a rather high pitched moan. A pair of strong, tanned arms reached towards the wall, as though trying to grab purchase to something that wasn't there. Instead, Xander clawed at the wall as another moan was ripped from his throat.

The priestess knew she should set down the plate in her hands and leave immediately. She knew that was what she was required to do. Thelsea was likely to give her another lecture due to her curiosity if word got out that she had actually watched this carnal act.

"Spike." Xander groaned. "Let's just find out... Bloody hell."

"Love it when you curse like that, pet." Spike whispered.

"Spike, come on." Xander panted. "We can finish this later."

"No."

"Spike." Xander said, his voice nearly stern.

"Dammit." Spike growled, before sitting up. Xander let out another moan, this one filled with disappointment as Spike crawled off of him and sat down next to him. Spike gave him a sharp look. "Was your idea to stop, whelp."

"I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking properly." Xander whined.

"Yeah. That little brain of yours turned into goo the moment I slid in. Didn't it, love?" Spike grinned as the priestess squeaked again from across the room.

"I'm terribly..." She started, before clearing her throat. "Pardon this interuption, but Lady Thelsea has brought it to our attention that Sir Spike does not eat human food."

"Is that so?" Spike asked. His question was punctuated by his stomach growling. Xander giggled next to him.

"Yes, sir." The priestess replied, before setting a platter with a large cup on it upon the wooden table. Spike sniffed the air slightly, before climbing out of bed.

"Spike!" Xander exclaimed as his naked companion stretched in front of both him and the priestess.

"Oh my..." She whispered as Spike sauntered over to the table. Her eyes became startlingly wide as they traveled the expanse of Spike's chest, to his rather narrow waistline and further down to... With a gulp, the priestess turned away.

"Eh, it's nothing she wouldn't see sooner or later." Spike waved a hand and literally bounced the last two steps. The priestess' eyes bugged out.

"Spike." Xander growled, knowing full well what she was seeing. He knew Spike was most likely still hard from their activities, and if not he would become so just from exposing himself. Spike didn't respond. Instead, he picked up the cup and took a small gulp.

And immediately broke into a coughing fit.

"Spike?" Xander asked.

"Bloody hell." Spike said in awe, turning to the priestess, who was dutifully staring at the wall. "This is human blood?"

"Yes, it is." The priestess gathered the courage to looked at him once more, confusion evident in her eyes. "Is that not what you require to survive?"

"Hell, yes." Spike whispered, before taking a huge gulp of the liquid. A low moan escaped the vampire's throat. "This stuff is potent. Who's...?"

"The Lady Thelsea offered her own, sir." The priestess replied.

"Tell her thanks." Spike said off-handedly, not taking his eyes away from the bloody depths of his cup. The priestess nodded and quickly left the room. Not, however, before she took one last glance at Spike in all his naked glory. As soon as she was gone, Xander leapt out of bed and hurried over to his lover.

"So, that's Thelsea's blood?" Xander asked. Spike nodded, before glanced at Xander's own naked form.

"Bloody hell, pet, cover up! Someone could see you." Spike hissed, eyes narrowed.

"Excuse me?" Xander asked in disbelief. "You just showed your glorious, glistening body to an innocent virgin who is no older than Dawn and you're upset that I'm standing in a room, that's practically empty save you, naked?"

"That is mine." Spike growled, pointing at Xander's groin.

"Yes. Yes, it is yours." Xander rolled his eyes. "So, what does she taste like?"

"I'm starting to think I'm a bad influence on you." Spike pointed out, before swallowing the last of the blood. "She's charged. Kind of like electricity and fire. More powerful than Slayer's blood."

"Really?" Xander asked, raising an eyebrow. "I suppose that mean's you'll want you... You know. I mean, since Slayer's blood tends to set you into the mood for an orgy... I figured you'd want to..."

"Mmm, always." Spike leered.

"Oh my God!" Wesley exclaimed as he and Gunn entered the room. Wesley covered his eyes dramatically, turning away from their naked forms. Gunn wasn't nearly as embarrassed, and stared at them both with a strange tick appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"Damn." Xander muttered, before running over to the bed and covering himself with the blanket. Spike merely leaned against the table, striking a pose.

"Good Lord above!" Wesley continued, as he peeked through his hand. "What do you think you two are doing? This is a sacred place!"

"Oh, calm down, Wes." Gunn ordered, patting Wesley's shoulder.

"No one saw you, did they?" Wesley suddenly asked. "We can't afford to make enemies here, Spike."

"Pssht." Spike replied. "I don't think anyone in this building dislikes us, you arse. Thelsea actually fed me. And no one saw us, except the cute little priestess who delivered my fine meal."

"Where have you guys been?" Xander asked, trying to change the subject as he pulled on his clothing while still hiding underneath his blanket.

"To the market, actually." Wesley replied, focusing on Xander's clothed form.

"Yeah, man, they have some cool shit there." Gunn said, before pulling out a tiny, palm sized vase from his pocket. He tossed it to Xander, who had just finished dressing. Xander caught it, and then proceeded to throw Spike's clothes at the vampire before inspecting it.

"Huh. Pretty." Xander commented.

"Give me that." Spike snapped, yanking the vase out of Xander's hands. "Good craftsmanship."

"Do dress yourself, please." Wesley begged as he retrieved the vase.

"What's the matter, don't like what you see?" Spike raised an eyebrow. A devious expression slowly developed on his face. "Prefer your men of the mocha tint, eh?"

"I have no idea as to what you mean." Wesley replied stiffly.

"Right." Spike said, pulling on his pants.

"You said Thelsea fed you?' Wesley asked, feigning interest as a dark blush slowly began creeping across his face. Gunn looked on, amused.

"Yeah." Spike said, as he patted down his clothes for something. "Woman's got power, I'll give her that."

"Hmm, well, she is a High Priestess." Wesley pointed out.

"Where are my fags?" Spike demanded suddenly, picking up his duster and digging through it.

"I've been thinking." Wesley continued, ignoring Spike. "If we can find out how to revive Tara, we may find a way home. After you left, Thelsea admitted that she was our ticket home. Perhaps if we can find out the laws of mystical energy here, we can find out how to properly perform a spell to open a portal or rejuvenate Tara."

"Where would we find something like that?" Xander asked.

"Well, a library, I'd suspect." Wesley said.

"Where would we find a library?" Xander reached over and pulled Spike's duster out of the vampire's hands as he asked. He slipped his hand inside one massive pocket and pulled out both a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. "Don't smoke these inside."

"I suppose we could ask Thelsea." Wesley suggested.

"Or we could walk the city looking like lost tourists." Gunn said, smiling. "Like we did earlier."

"We did not look like tourists." Wesley defended as they turned to leave the room.

"We did, too." Gunn laughed. "That little old lady asked us if we were lost. When you explained we were just out for a walk, she called you a poor, deluded soul."

"Poor, deluded soul indeed." Wesley scoffed. "That woman was mad."

"Yeah, she did have a strange glint in her eye." Gunn admitted.

"Oh, bloody hell. Will you two just shut up and shag already?" Spike begged behind them. Xander slapped him in the arm. "Oi! Violence."

"Leave them alone, Spike." Xander ordered.

"Oh, I love it when you get all dominant." Spike purred.

"Will you two stop with the hormones for two seconds?" Wesley asked, his voice stiff in it's politeness. Gunn snickered. "We are in a serious situation. I'm starting to think you don't realize this. We have no idea what the time differential is between our world and this one. We have been here only two days, but that could have been two hundred years in another dimension."

"You're kidding." Gunn said, the smile falling from his face.

"I wish I was." Wesley sighed. "I can't be sure, of course. It's best to get home as soon as possible, however."

"Sirs?" A soft voice spoke. They turned to see a blushing priestess, the same one from earlier. "Sirs, the Lady Tara has awakened."

"Good news, that." Spike said, stating the obvious.

"Thank you. We will head that way at once." Wesley told the girl. He turned to the other two. "Okay, Spike and Xander, you guys go check on Tara. Gunn and I will find a library and start researching. We'll be back by nightfall. Oh, and try to be good for one evening, hmm?
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