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Truth Denied	By : PervertedPages Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > Slash - Male/Male > Spike(William)/Xander > Spike(William)/Xander Views: 22482 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Xander woke up in a new bed, in a new bedroom, with Spike holding him behind him. If he could wake up like this for the rest of his life, he'd die a very happy man, Xander decided and closed his eyes. Spike's arm around his middle tightened, and he felt Spike's morning wood press into the small of his back. He got an ingenious idea to help Spike out with his morning dilemma, when Spike tightened his hold and inhaled deep at his throat.

“You're finally all mine,” he breathed, crushing his body against Xander's, feeling every inch of his front pressed against Xander’s back. His morning wood pressed into the small of Xander's back, and he couldn't think of seeing to it if it meant letting go of Xander.

“I love you,” Xander said, stroking the arm across his chest, smiling at the mirror on the dresser across from him, seeing Spike look back at him through it.

“I love you Xan, all mine Xan.... Gonna make sure you're well taken care of, let you have nothing wanting, nothing like it ever was with anyone. I can take care of you Xan, I really can.” Spike spoke earnestly.

Xander smiled, and ground his ass into Spike's crotch. “And I like being looked after, doesn't mean I won't look after you too, darling.” He kissed Spike's arm, with a hint of tongue. The Spike in the mirror looked hungry. Xander squirmed in the iron embrace of Spike's two arms, but managed to twist his head and shoulders enough to kiss Spike. And with that first moment of lips to lips, Spike melted his hold, concentrating his entirety on that kiss, on making it the most perfect of all perfect kisses. Tongues chased each other in a coy tag that they lost, only to play again, lips caressing and moving in smooth poetry, like long practiced lovers returned to a long known art. They kissed like they'd never kiss again, they kissed like they kissed all the time, they kissed till they were out of breath and still they kissed, panting for air.

Spike pinned Xander on the bed, making the brunet pant and beg in a soft voice, both were pretending Ben might overhear and disapprove, but Spike kept his kisses teasing and light, his tongue's trail aimless and wandering. Xander arched and whimpered, while Spike held him down and started biting at him with his blunt teeth, eliciting mewls, then growls of approval.

Finally, when Spike sensed Xander was going to take no more from him, he took one hand and stroked Xander's cock, feeling it pulse in his grip, he moaned, nothing had felt so right in his hand before. He slowly pumped his hand, up and down the length, working with friction since Xander had no foreskin, but it made him jump and writhe, moan and beg.

Spike reached into his nightstand's drawer and came out with some slick. He greased his palm, then worked on Xander's cock, leaving his own erection weeping. Xander moaned and threw his head back, panting, but after a few moments of nothing but his own stimulation he frowned and looked down. “Y-you?” Xander panted out.

“Want to think of you right now,” Spike purrred.

Xander got up and moved to a 69 position, with a lot of grunting and wiggling, and not a little giggling, then finally he settled. His face was right on with Spike's junk, and there was no denying that Spike was very, very aroused by what was happening tonight. Xander swallowed thickly.

Spike shook his head. “You don't have to, no rushing... We can always wait. Did so much already....” He said, looking down at Xander as Xander looked down at him. That only made Xander more determined. He licks his lush lips in apprehension, then licked Spike's head, making the blond hiss. He traveled the head with the tip and flat of his tongue, exploring, feeling the texture, feeling the heat against his face as it radiated from Spike's crotch.

Spike almost mewled, eyes looking upwards as his eyes rolled up in his head, then they snapped forward as he realized he was ignoring his kitten. He began mirroring everything Xander did to him; used his tongue just as Xander used his, licking, probing, stroking. He mimicked everything Xander did, until finally, the brunet caught on.

Xander gave Spike's cock one long lick and shivered when his own was reciprocated the gesture. He slowly began licking and sucking on Spike's balls, moaning as Spike echoed him, then gasping as Spike's moans strummed through his balls and up his cock, making it strain and weep.

Xander's mouth let go of Spike's balls and his hands took over. Xander shivered. He didn't think he'd ever understand the feeling of his thick fingers compared to Spike's slender, pianist fingers, but damned if he wouldn't try! He blew on Spike's cock and moaned when his own received the same humid treatment, then timidly licked the head, shivering when his was too.

In one brave move, he took as much as he could into his mouth, he tried to take it deeper, but his gag reflex wasn't trained out yet, he went breathless when he realized Spike's was, as he inhaled Xander's member. Xander trembled and moved his head up and down Spike's cock, just as Spike did along Xander's but he moved faster to make the same pace. Xander trembled, and moved his head faster, moving his tongue madly against Spike's cock, trying to get him off, because he wasn't about to last, when, with a soft grunt and whimper, both men came, one unloading down a throat, the other into a mouth.

Spike pulled out of his mouth. “Shh, shh, shh, you can spit it out, I'll change the sheets, or you can spit it in the sink if you're prissy about it.”

Xander looked at him, with a look of pure wonder. He'd never tasted cum before, and maybe it was because they were now consecrated mates, or priests to Priape, or something, but Spike tasted gooood. Xander swirled Spike's cum around his mouth a little more then swallowed.

“Okay, that? Was the best breakfast ever, we gotta do it every morning!” Xander exclaimed, and there came a knock on the door, they scrambled to right themselves and the bedding.

Spike called out, “We're up.”

Ben came flouncing in, carrying two breakfast trays, smirking at the pillows. “Sorry to interrupt your morning after's but I figured you'd want a little fuel before you locked the door for the day. Don't worry, I'll find something to entertain me at the club, paperwork's been piling up. Now, eat your eggs and hash browns while they're warm boys, extra sausage on the stove.” He skipped out, closing the door behind him, suddenly, they were ravenous.

“Gotta put something right by the man, he knows when food is needed,” Spike said as he ate hungrily.

“Oh yeah, and he cooks so good! He said extra sausage was on the stove, right? I'll get some when I clean my plate,” and Xander ate, and ate, drinking his juice and coffee.

Spike laughed. “This ain't a contest mate, breathe, if what he made isn't enough, I'll scrounge up some more grub, don't worry. Like I said, I'm gonna take care of you.” He smiled softly.

Xander blushed. “Don't want you to be a maid or to work for me and make me a kept husband, I'm still going to do for myself, but I like being looked after.”

Xander speared his last sausage and nibbled it, before Spike groaned and shoved the whole thing in Xander's mouth. “That's the worst thing you can do to a prick, bite of a bit at a time till you eat the whole thing, I should know, had it done, Darla was one mean bitch when she didn't get what she wanted.”

Xander looked at him worriedly, then swallowed his mostly unchewed sausage. “I didn't know, I'm sorry, I didn't mean anything by it!”

“Tut tut! Don't worry kitten, I know you didn't, just reminded me of her tortures is all, it'll pass, they always do.” He smiled and finished off his breakfast, sipping his coffee to the dredges.

Xander got up and kissed Spike on the cheek. “Well, I can do this.” And he picked up Spike's tray and his and took them to the kitchen. Once there, he ate the sausages over the sink, so Spike wouldn't have to watch him, and put dishes in the dishwasher, puttering around for a few minutes.

Finally he grabbed two glasses of orange juice and came back, setting one glass on his side of the bed My side of the bed!!! and one on Spike's side, then slid under the covers, facing Spike. “What shall we do today?” Xander asked him, running his hand down Spike's arm.

Spike took his trailing hand and kissed the back of it. “I don't want you to think I think any less of you, or that I think working is more important than you, but we have only one more day before the new moon, I think... I think we should talk about how we're going to pray on Ouranus's behalf, and try to make it as romantic as possible.... What do you say?” Spike looked at him, and kissed the back of his hand again.

Xander smiled. “You know what I say? I say we go out and buy new silks to hang around the main chamber of the prayer room, some ethereal blue or something, what do you think? With all that firelight behind it, it'll come to life, and just breeze about. And pillows and cushions, we need pillows and cushions, because if you think I'm going to spend the next eternity praying to Priape on a camp bed, you are sorely mistaken, we need to spruce things up!”

“But it's the day after tomorrow,” Spike almost whimpered.

“We'll be fine, don't worry, we already cum simultaneously, that'll be an added bonus to the prayer. Don't worry so much Spike, it'll be fine.”

“Ben said we could pray anywhere, anytime, because of our joining, we don't have to go to that chamber, why don't we pretty up a room in my apartment? Much easier, cheaper, and we can be more open about it too.” Spike said.

“Tradition!” Xander exclaimed. “Priests have prayed here for who knows how long, and we're going to keep it up, now come on, the fabric district is a bitch in the late afternoon, we have enough time for a shower.” He pulled Spike to his feet and pulled him into the shower with him, turning on the water.

“You're showering with me then?” Spike leered.

“I said time for -a- shower, now hurry up.” And that's all Xander did, he showered, he didn't even return the hanky panky Spike was trying to throw his way, as a matter of fact, he batted hands away saying, “if your hands are on me, they're not getting you clean, now clean!”

Spike chuckled and washed himself thoroughly, who knows? Things might go his way again, the day was new, they were still newly weds, he decided to bring his bottle of lube with him in case they needed slick while they were out, never know, might happen.

They got out of the shower and individually went to different rooms and got ready for the day, both men arming themselves, just in case, with knives in boots or belt buckles. Spike put on a touch of eyeliner and rakishly spiked his hair with gel, Xander put in a dollop of mousse into his waves. Both men came out and stared at each other, each hungry for the other, and each obvious about it.

“You look... scrumptious. Could eat you all night, my little nibbly treat.” Spike purred.

“You're not damned bad yourself.” Xander said and licked his lips, looking Spike over from spiked hair, to booted feet and swallowed again.

“C-come on, let's go to the fabric district....” Xander tried hard not to trail off. “I know the store..... I mean, I know a good store for.... ethereal fabrics.....”

He held out his hand towards Spike and Spike smirked and came towards him. “Day my mum took me to a cloth store for my first bespoke outfit and not out of a catalogue, was a proud day for me, though it was supposed to be unmanly to be seen in such a place. To me in was a place full of possibilities, where anything could be made out of the cloth, it was all a mystery, a puzzle, and who knew if it would even turn out right?” He smiled and smoothed the back of his hand down Spike's cheek and they headed out of the apartment together.
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