The feeling was
the same as before. Air suddenly blasting into his body and filling his
lungs like a balloon. He forced his eyes open but found that darkness
still reigned. Where was he? Where was Spike?
Xander heard a
faint voice. It was deep, musky and held a strange, yet comforting, edge
“Come back to me,
Xan, come back. Come back to me, Xan, come back…”
As the words were
repeated like a mantra, the fog began to lift from Xander’s tired brain
and he recognised the voice as Spike’s
Oookaaay, so Spike
was here, but the question still remained of where here actually was.
Why was it so dark? As Xander drew in a slow shaky breath, he caught the
scent of leather, JD and smoke.
He realised where
Spike choked out
his words through sobbed pleas.
“Come back to me,
Xan, come back. Come back to me, Xan, come back…”
Xander had been
dead for nearly ten minutes now and Spike was giving up hope. The pain of
losing his friend was ripping his un-dead heart in two. Why wouldn’t the
little shit wake up? This was just like Xander, the inconsiderate,
stubborn bastard. Fuck it. Whelp was probably doing it on purpose…Why
won’t he wake up?
“Come back to me,
Xan, come back. Come back to me, Xan, Come back…”
A muffled voice
rose up from somewhere near Spike’s chest.
but it’s a little difficult when you’re suffocating me in your duster.”
Spike froze. He
hardly dared to believe it. Slowly, he pushed Xander away from his body
and stared in wonder at his friend’s pale and confused face.
“You came back.”
said, wearily. “Wanna know why?”
Spike placed one
hand on Xander’s cheek and smiled “Tell me, pet”
“’Cos I need to
Spike jerked his
hand back quick as lightning.
“Nope, not kidding
here. Serious barfage coming your…way.”
“Right. Just hold
it in for a...bloody hell!”
“You sure that’s
against the bathroom tiles and nodded.
empty. No more to see here.”
Dry as a bone. Empty as my bank account.”
Xander stared at
Spike. Something was missing. Oh yeah.
“Sorry about your
backwards. The said garment was laying defeated in the bath tub with only
a pair of docs for company.
It’s seen worse.” Spike pondered for a second. “Why is that vomit always
has carrot chunks in it? I get spaghetti hoops in mine, too.”
we not talk about it? I’m pretty sure I could conjure some carrots from
somewhere. And Spaghetti hoops? I just don’t wanna know.”
Please don’t die again.”
Xander wondered if
Spike really did care about him. Did he really give a shit if he lived or
died or was he only concerned with not getting staked? Xander decided to
“Spike, its ok, my
friends won’t blame you…”
flared. What with the dying and not dying events of the evening, his
nerves were in tatters.
“The hell they
wouldn’t! Stake first and ask later, that’s what would happen. Wouldn’t
even give me the chance to explain, I’d wager. Bunch of bloody gits that
Spike sucked in a
long harsh breath and was about to let loose a string of expletives when
he caught a look of hurt flashing across Xander’s face. Spike immediately
regretted his outburst. He wasn’t really thinking about what the scoobies
would do to him if Xander died and he wanted Xander to know that. He
wanted him to know that he, Spike, the evil soulless vampire, cared very
much about him and didn’t want him to ever die
Spike cursed under
his breath. Willow was back, her timing impeccable as ever.
“In the bathroom,
Red. There in a sec.”
himself up the wall and Spike reached out an eager hand to help him.
“I’m fine!” Xander
not, Harris. C’mere. Lemme help you.”
his arm away from Spike’s grip. “I said I was…dizzy.”
Xander swayed and
toppled sideways. He crunched up his eyes and prayed that the floor would
be kind and not hurt him too much. Spike didn’t give him the chance to
find out. With vampiric speed, he grabbed at Xander’s falling body,
flipped his legs up and cradled him against his chest.
thought before he passed out in Spike’s arms was. Mmmm, Spike shaped
Xander out of the bathroom and into the bedroom.
“Oh, Spike. Is he
ok? What happened?”
performance. You got the books?”
Willow stood at
the bedroom door and nodded.
“Well? Don’t just
stand there gawping like a bleedin’ idiot, bring ‘em in.”
Willow fetched the
books and handed one to Spike. “You look in that one. It’s got more
“What you sayin’?
I can sodding read you know!”
“I know that,
Spike, I just thought that maybe you might be able to recognise the bush
from one of the pictures.”
Willow frowned at
the vampire. Was he sulking?
“There. That one.”
confidently to a picture in the book and passed it over to Willow.
Willow studied the
page for a moment before looking back up at Spike. “Are you sure?”
“Course I’m bloody
“But this plant is
Xander’s shirt. “Does that look like the result of something harmless?”
“Well, no. But it
says here that the sap from a….Brocclicai can cause skin irritation, maybe
that’s all it is.”
“It can’t be.
It’s got to cause more than that. There’s no other explanation. Keep
Willow looked back
at the book and after about thirty seconds her eyes widened. “Oh,
“Um, Spike? You
didn’t happen to see any spiders in that bush?”
Spike paled to the
colour of a bottle of milk “No, I didn’t. Should I have?”
“Well it says here
that the Brocclicai is a chosen nesting site for the Tarantula Giganticus.”
and ran shaking fingers through his hair. “Huh. Is that so? Giganticus
“So did you see
“Are you sure?”
Read between the lines. It must be massive. I think I would know if I’d
“But it says here
that the newborns are only an inch in length…”
Spike got up and
paced the room. His mind was filling with a vision of inch long spiders
scurrying around his feet. Jesus, he could have been standing right next
to one…or two…or a hundred! Spike laughed hysterically and repeated
“Only? Christ on
“Spike, I think
this is what we're looking for. It gives a brief list of symptoms,
sickness, dizziness, lethargy...”
Spike snatched the
book and babbled like a crazy person. “No, no, no, it can’t be. Anything
but this. Anything but spiders. I can’t bear it. Disgusting. No, no,
Willow picked up
another book. She closed it and bashed Spike over the head.
“Oi! What was that
“Snap out of it,
Spike. This is serious! We have to help Xander.”
“I bloody well
“Well then. Just
calm down. There aren’t any spiders here now.”
“So what do we
pointed an accusing finger at Willow.
“And don’t you
dare sodding well tell me that we have to go and collect a bloody sample.
Cos I’d rather set light to my duster.”
Spike. Don’t get excited. I am going to go and plug my laptop in. See
what I can find out about this spider. See if there’s an antidote. You
are going to check every inch of Xander’s body until you find a spider
bite. We need to be sure. Check everywhere”
hard and looked down at the sleeping human. Check Xander’s body,
everywhere. Sooo very good. Spider bites? Sooo very bad.
Bad, bad, bad,
Spike popped a
cigarette into his mouth and braced himself.
Ok, stay cool.
You can do this. Check him. Check him everywhere You can do that, no
problem. You’re a vicious blood sucking…..sucking…..sucking…ahem blood
sucking vampire. You fear nothing. So just take off Xander’s clothes and
find the spider bite. You can dress him again afterwards. It’ll be like
it never happened.
“Have you done it
yet?” Willow called out, impatiently, from the other room
“I’m just doing
him now………..it I mean, I’m doing it now.”
Spike shook his
head, looked back down at his sleeping friend and sighed. One side of his
befuzzled brain was hoping that he would find the bite on an easily
accessible piece of skin like the neck or wrist. The quicker he found the
bite, the better. At least then they could be sure what was causing
Xander’s illness. The thought that they could lose him at any moment was
terrifying and Spike could not imagine life without his chatter box
The other side of
Spike’s brain, the side that was right now giving him dirty thoughts and
an uncomfortably large bulge in his jeans, was desperately hoping that he
would be forced to completely de-clothe Xander and have a damn good
rummage for the bite. After all, the spider could have gotten anywhere.
Spiders like dark places, don’t they?
hit Spike like a pie in the face and he staggered back. What if the spider
was still there, nestling somewhere beneath Xander’s baggy clothes. What
if it was laying in wait for him, readying to pounce, waiting for the
kill? What if it jumped on him? What if it looked at him? What
if…?.....What if….? What if there was more than one? What if Xander had
hundreds of spiders in his pants? What if they all attacked him?
Oh god it’s the
legs, the legs, long spindly legs. If they didn’t have legs then there
wouldn’t be a problem…….
Xander groaned and
shifted slightly on the bed. “Ssspike?”
Spike whipped his
head around and shot back over to the bed, all thoughts of hundreds of
spiders with long spindly legs, temporarily forgotten.
“Xan, you alright,
drifted back into a deep sleep and Spike got no answer. He stroked his
fingers through Xander’s hair and had a quick think.
How likely was it
that there were hundreds of spiders in Xander’s pants? Not very likely.
How likely was it that if he and Willow didn’t help Xander soon, he was
going to die, again, possibly even for good? Very likely.
Xander turned his
head in his sleep and nuzzled it against Spike’s open palm. His lips
parted slightly and a small moan ghosted from his mouth.
Spike’s jeans took
the strain. “Blinking’ ‘eck”
Ok, you need to
start thinking clearly, here. There is a young man, your friend,
moaning…..no, no…lying on that bed and he desperately needs your loving
touch……..…no, no, your help he desperately needs your help
kicked his own ass. You can do this, you know you can. Just take a
deep unneeded breath, take off his clothes, and fuck him……..check him, I
bloody meant, check him!
Spike finished his
fourth cigarette and stood suddenly. “Right. Clothes off. Quick, but
thorough check. Clothes on.”
He had already
checked all visible parts of Xander’s body and it was time to do the
rest. Time was a wasting.
The shirt was
first to go and Spike marvelled as he fumbled with the stiff buttons, at
how Xander had managed not to get a single drop of vomit on himself yet
had covered both Spike’s duster and docs in smelly carrot chunks.
Selfish, just bloody selfish. Brat.
Xander into a boneless sitting position and tipped him forward. With
gentleness and care that he didn’t even realised that he possessed, he
slipped the shirt from Xander’s shoulders.
widened and blackened with surprise and lust. He trailed his fingers
lightly over soft tanned skin, half looking for the bite and half just
exploring and enjoying Xander’s tight muscled body. Jesus, the boy was
hot. No, not boy, most definitely all man.
Spike had expected
Xander’s body to be on the side of yummy, but fuck me backwards and twice
on a Tuesday, Xander was gorgeous. What a wonderful benefit of
construction work. Spike wondered if Xander also worked out, perhaps he
would ask him when this was all over. Course, that would sound like a
chat up line. Did he want it to sound like a chat up line?
Spike laid his
friend back on the bed and made a mental list while he unfastened Xander’s
Xander was good
Xander had a great
sense of humour.
Xander had a
Xander was Xander.
The one and only.
Yes, he did want
to chat him up. He wanted to take him for a drink. He wanted to take him
to the movies. He wanted to cuddle with him in front of the TV. He wanted
him. But hey! Let’s not jump too far ahead, maybe Xander didn’t want to
do these things with him. Maybe he never would.
Xander’s pants down his legs and broke out in a sweat. “Bloody, buggering,
sodding hell, got bloody nice legs too.”
Spike was in
serious trouble, the bulge in his jeans was way past the point of painful,
his heart was near to beating again and his stomach was doing dramatic
flippety flops. If nothing else, he was in deep lust. He leant in close
and ran shaking hands over thick, taut thighs.
“Wish you weren’t
so beautiful, luv. Making this bloody ‘ard, you are. Never gonna find
this bloody bite at this rate. Couldn’t of had ‘orrible flaky skin, could
Spike sighed and
quickly removed Xander’s boxer-shorts. This bit needed to be done as
quickly as possible, otherwise he would end up just staring and drooling,
desperately trying to resist the urge for just one brief touch. He
discarded the boxers on the floor and turned back to begin the inspection.
bulged in their sockets. “Bloody hell! You could take somebody’s eye out
with that thing!””
He could hardly
believe what he was seeing. It was……he had….and it was so………good lord!
Spike tried desperately not to look at the huge throbbing erection as he
scanned Xander’s hips for any sign of the bite. Not looking. Not
looking. Not looking. When he was sure there was no bite to be seen
he gently turned Xander onto his front.
There it was.
Swollen, sore and planted right in the middle of a firm buttock was the
spider bite. Instinctively Spike caressed it, trying to heal with just
the touch of his hand and the thoughts in his head.
himself together, there might not be much time left and they had wasted
too much already. Xander was too precious to lose and Spike was going to
do everything he could to ensure that he could have a healthy babbling,
bouncing Xander once again. He turned Xander on his side and pulled a
blanket over his naked body. Spike kissed him gently on his forehead and
whispered quietly into his ear.
Gonna make you better, pet. I promise. Ain’t gonna let you go”
He kissed Xander
again and reluctantly left the room.
fluttered open and he smiled. Spike.
“Watcha got, Red.
What we dealing with, here?”
Willow looked up
from her laptop with large fearful eyes “Um, you’re not gonna like it.”
Spike held up a
brave hand “S’ok, Red, hit me with it. How bad can it be? A few poxy
spiders? The big bad can deal.”
Spike wasn’t quite
so confident on the inside. A few ‘poxy’ spiders were threatening to send
the big bad into a state of blind panic. But no, he wasn’t going to
panic, he couldn’t afford to, not with Xander’s life on the line.
ordinary spiders. The book that we looked at said that they were rare,
the only sightings of them confirmed in California and Cleveland. But
that book didn’t know the half of it.”
nervous, his eyes were wide as dinner plates and his foot was tapping
unconsciously at the wooden floor.
“Go on…..I can
there, whether it was for dramatic effect or to let Spike digest the
information before she hit him with the really bad news, she wasn’t
speak, but his one legged tap dance increased in pace. If the news got
any worse then he was going to end up doing a full Irish jig.
“Their poison is
deadly, Spike. If we don’t cure him, the baby spider’s bite will kill
Xander for good in less than three hours.”
Spike swallowed an
imaginary cactus and tried to meet Willow’s worried gaze. “How? How do we
“You’re not going
to like it.”
“I already don’t
“Well, ok, then
you’re not going to like this more. There is an anti-venom. If Xander
drinks it, then he’ll be cured.”
Where do we get this anti-venom?”
Willow opened and
closed her mouth like a goldfish, not quite knowing how to break the earth
shattering news to the vampire.
“C’mon, Red. We
ain’t got much time.”
“The mother spider
carries the anti-venom in her blood……”
We have to find the mother? Blinkin’ flip!”
Spike began to
pace furiously. He ran shaking fingers through his hair and tried
desperately to reason with himself.
“S’ok, I’m the big
bad. I can handle a mother spider. No problem. She can’t be that big.
What? Three, four inches? I’ll just close my eyes and grab it.”
pacing and shuddered. “He has to drink her blood?”
“Yeah, and it has
to be fresh. He’ll only have a few minutes to drink it once she’s dead
and if he doesn’t……..”
“We have to find
another one.” Spike finished
“No. If he doesn’t
drink it in time then we’re fucked”
Spike cocked an
eyebrow at Willows bad language. He was almost tempted to scold her.
“There is only one Mother Brocclicai living on any one Hellmouth at any
“One? While I am
comforted by that, how the hell are we going to find just one spider in
that bloody great wood?”
“Oh don’t worry.
She’ll be near the nest.”
should be pretty easy to spot.”
Spike whipped his
head around. “How’s that?”
patted down his body looking for the pack of cigarettes that he knew he
had left on Xander’s nightstand.
“How large?” He
asked, trying to sound casual.
Willow shook her
Willow shook her
Xander heard a
bump from the other room and he hurriedly slipped his pants and shirt back
on. Wearily, he padded into the other room and spotted Spike lying stiff
as a board, on the floor.
“Spike?! Are you
to his knees next the blond.
Spike sat bolt
upright and brushed himself off with frantic hands.
“Get ‘em off, Get
behind her friend and supported him. Xander looked like he was going to
become unconscious himself any second.
nothing on you.”
Spike came to his
senses and tried to look casual.
“Err, yeah, I knew
that…….Xander! What are you doing up? You should be in bed.”
“Wanted to see if
you were alright. Don’t worry about me, I’m ok.” Xander slurred, his eyes
already drifting shut and his body sagging back into Willows surprisingly
“You’re bloody not
ok. C’mon, we’re going to bed……I mean, you are going to bed.” Damn
it, not this again.
Spike before he could haul Xander to his feet.
“No! Spike, he has
to come with us. The blood has to be fresh, remember?”
“Shit. How’s that
gonna work, eh? He can’t even sit straight, never mind trample through a
“There’s a spell I
can do. It’ll give him some strength, just for an hour or so.”
Spike was scared
as hell. A three yard Spider from the Hellmouth? He’d rather scoop out
his own eyeballs with a spoon. But he had to face it. He had to face his
fear, or the one he loved was going to die.
“Is it working?”
“Sssh. Give him a
“Mrpf tiddle, mrph”
“What did he just
shrugged and continued to watch her magic do its work.
Spike watched with
concern as a sleepy Xander tried his best to regain consciousness. They
had been just about to leave the apartment and go spider hunting when
Xander had taken a turn for the worse. He’d died, again. After half an
hour of Willow sobbing and Spike pacing, smoking, swearing and hoping,
Xander had finally come around. Spike had then given Xander a good
telling off. Who did the brat think he was, dying all willy nilly?! It was
too much for a vampire to take!
Xander had only
managed to stay conscious for about five minutes after that. He was
getting weaker by the second. At that point, Willow had decided that it
would be best to cast her spell there and then, rather than when they
reached the woods. She needed to see her friend up and moving about. She
couldn’t stand another second of seeing Xander so lifeless.
“Err….Red? Is ‘e
alright? He sounds…like a crazy person”
swirled around Xander’s body as the spell continued to pull him from his
“He’s fine. He’s
just waking up.”
Xander shifted and
flapped his hand at the golden glow.
“Go way. Flp.”
dissipated and Spike surged forward, grabbing at Xander face, willing him
to open his eyes.
“Xan? You with us,
Large watery eyes
were slowly revealed and Xander grasped the tops of Spike’s arms and tried
to pull himself up. Spike got the idea and helped Xander into a sitting
“How you feelin?
Dizzy? Sick? Tired?”
Xander rolled his
eyes up to the ceiling while he tried to decide exactly how he felt.
Dizzy? A little.
“Um…I kinda feel
sorta…um…ah, ahhh AASSPPOOO!”
Xander sneezed and
Spike got caught in the blast.
“Thanks for that,
pet.” Spike said as he ran a hand over one eye.
“Sorry, Spike. I
think I have a cold.”
“You don’t bloody
say. How’d that ‘appen then, eh? You didn’t ‘ave a sodding cold half an
Xander and Spike
turned their suspicious gazes on Willow.
“I’ll give you
‘Ooopsie’ in minute you daft bugger…”
“Spike, it’s ok,
really. I’m just a little bunged up. I’ll be fine. Please don’t blame
Jesus on a cold
day. How could he have a go at Willow, when Xander was giving him the
‘I’m a puppy, please don’t play football with my head’ look? And besides,
thanks to Willow, Xander was fully awake and talking.
Let’s just go then.”
Spike pointed a
warning finger at Willow.
“But if he’s still
sneezing when this is all over, then you are springing for the cold
“You got it…Uh,
Spike? Are you going out like that?”
Spike looked at
Willow and Xander with a puzzled look on his face.
cheekily and gestured to the state of Spike’s appearance.
“No docs? No
duster? Spike, you’re practically naked.”
Spike rushed to
the bathroom to retrieve the said clothing articles and came back with a
“Still smells,” he
complained, shrugging on the duster anyway.
“Sorry. I didn’t
mean to. I couldn’t help it. It just had to come up. I really couldn’t
avoid it. Well, perhaps I could have avoided you. But you were just in
the wrong place. And god knows I would never hurt the holy duster…What?”
fondly at the Xander-babble, it had seemed like an eternity since he had
last heard it and although he sure that it would become annoying again in,
oh I don’t know, five minutes, for now he just wanted to listen to it.
repeated. “You’re mad aren’t you? I knew it. I really am sorry…and where
are we going by the way? Can I eat first? I feel the need for a boiled
egg. I think it must be the cold. I always crave stuff when I’m sick. You
know, comfort food.”
Xander paused for
breath and Spike got in quickly.
“Yeah, I know what
you mean. C’mon, pet, we’ve not got much time. I’ll tell you what my
comfort food is when we’re in the car.”
Spike wiped at his
“I’m so sorry!”
‘Been covered in worse.”
good?...Where did you say we were going again?”
wiped at the back of his neck and turned around in the driver’s seat.
“Just waiting for
Willow. Red said she’d forgotten something from your apartment.”
“Dunno, mate. She
didn’t say. She’d better hurry up, though, not got much time.”
“Time for what?”
“’til the spell
“Oh. What spell?”
“Never mind, pet.”
Xander was too
tired to push for an actual answer. He didn’t really care. To be
truthful, he was having trouble recollecting anything from the past few
hours. He did have dim vision of Spike with his hand on his butt…naaahhh,
that must have been a dream, some kind of beautiful dream…Oooh, had he
really just thought that? Xander shook his head to try and clear the
“You alright back
tired. What’s going on? Did I already ask that? Hmm, seems familiar…ah,
Xander paused, his
eyes half closed and his mouth opening wide in readiness for a cataclysmic
sneeze. With lightening reflexes, Spike ducked behind the car seat and
watched as a trail of phlegm and saliva travelled over his head like a
cosmic starburst. When the coast was clear Spike poked his head up and
looked at Xander warily.
“That it? Or is
now. Spike? Could you have a look in the glove box? I think I left some
tissues in there.”
Spike obliged and
pulled out a small pocket pack of tissues. He pulled one out for himself
and passed the pack to Xander. Spike used his to wipe the windscreen.
should invent internal windscreen wipers,” he said
“S’ok, mate. Your
windscreen. Needed a good clean anyway. It’s coming up a treat.”
Xander fog horned
into several tissues and Spike winced. His vampire hearing was very
sensitive and he hoped Xander’s nose blowing would not go on for long.
He’d rather just put up with having to dodge the projectile phlegm.
“Oh, Spike. I
really feel like total shit.”
“Yeah, you look
“Didn’t mean it
like that, idiot.”
“Yeah? Well you
look hot…erm, I mean you look like you have a fever.”
and Spike debated with himself. To go and cuddle him or not to go and
cuddle him. It was almost Shakespeare.
don’t slap me or tease me for being a complete girl, but I just feel like
I need a cuddle.”
Ok, to go and
cuddle him it is, then.
Spike climbed over
the front seats and sat next to Xander. He extended his arm around the
shivering man’s shoulder’s and tucked him into his body, closing the other
arm around him in a protective cocoon.
“There you go, luv.
I know I’m not the warmest bloke in the world, but the car heater has
blasted me a bit, so I should be a bit warmer than usual.”
“It’s ok, Spike.
You feel warm and cosy.”
In all his vampire
years, no one had ever called him cosy! When Xander was feeling better, he
was going to have to give him a damn good kiss…bloody, buggering, fuck…a
slap, he was going to have to give him a damn good slap. What the fuck?
Spike sighed. It
was useless. He could not deny his feelings anymore. He had to admit to
himself that he was falling big time for this human and he had been
falling for a long time. But what about Xander? Could it be possible
that he felt the same way?
Mmmm, Spike feels
Xander sighed quietly from within Spike’s tight embrace. He had no
real clue about what the hell was going on, but he was fully aware of how
good it felt to have Spike’s arms coiled around him. Actually, it felt
amazingly good. It was an embrace that was brimming over with comfort,
caring and love…No, he wasn’t thinking straight. How could someone like
Spike possibly love someone like him?
“Sorry, guys. I
had trouble finding what I needed.”
“Scoot over, Red.
You’re driving. And what exactly was it that you needed?”
over to the driver’s seat, glanced at the snuggling men and hid a smirk.
“Um, just a…a…a
tool, an accessory, if you will.”
“What kind of
accessory?” Spike asked, suspiciously
“Let’s not go into
it now, Spike. You’ll find out soon enough. Is Xander ok?”
“Yeah. He’s cold,
instinctively rubbed his hand over Xander back and Xander unconsciously
gave out a little moan in response.
“What does it look
like? I’m warming him up!”
Willow turned back
around and started the engine.
“I bet you are,”
she muttered with a cheeky grin.
“I said I bet you
wish you were in a bar.”
“I mean instead of
here…with us…and the whole spider thing.”
“Can we not talk
about the spider thing? I’ll deal with it when we get there. Just bloody
Xander popped his
“Is that where
Spike stroked his
hand through Xander’s shaggy locks.
“Yeah, you did,
“Is that why I
“Yeah, that and
Red’s clumsy mojo.”
“I quite like
Spike quickly felt
“Put your foot
down, Red. He’s becoming hysterical.”
“Hey! I’m not
hysterical! I like spiders…as long you’re not talking about one of those
great big tarantula things, cos, euuuwww. I had a bad experience with one
at a zoo once. It attacked me! Jumped right at my face! ‘Course it was
in a cage and the glass stopped it, but still, if the glass hadn’t been
there, it could have attached itself to me like one of those face-hugger
Xander made a
clawed hand and shoved it over his face to show exactly what he meant.
“They can jump
real far you know. It’s a good job you can’t get tarantulas that are big
as cows, ‘cos think how far they could go! Whoa! I bet it would be able to
jump to the top of a tree, or a house, or, or, or an apartment block…”
quickly. He just couldn’t listen to anymore of this spider talk. There
was only one way he could think of that would stop the Xander-babble in
its tracks. And it was a good way, a way that would distract the both of
“Wow, imagine if
you could get spiders that were as big as a bus, or a house, or…”
Xander’s face upwards and kissed him.
released Xander’s lips and shot an irritated expression at Willow.
“Um, we’re here.”
“How can we be
here? We just left.”
“No. Ten minutes
ago we left. Now, we are here.”
Spike turned back
to Xander and flashed him a wicked grin.
“Time flies, eh,
Xander stared in
an almost trance at Spike’s glistening lips.
“You guys!! For
goodness sake, it’s time to snap out of it. We need to find the nest,
preferably before the spell wears off.”
Willow flapped her
hand at the two men.
plenty of time for…man on man touching later.”
Right then. C’mon, pet. Time to go. Need a hand?”
“Oh yeah…I mean,
ahem, I could use a little help. My legs have gone to sleep.”
Spike climbed out
of the car and carefully pulled Xander with him. Spike propped him
against the car and used his body to keep Xander upright.
All Xander could
think about was that kiss, that epic, mind-blowing, leg shaking, tornado
causing, sock rocking, flamingo shooting, fire breathing…shit, he just had
to feel those lips again.
“Ok, luv? Think
you can walk to thmwph…”
Xander tangled his
arms inside Spike’s duster, tugged him impossibly closer and kissed him
Willow rolled her
guys. Quit it.”
“Look, let’s just
find the spider and get this over with. You can grope all the way home
if you like. I’ll even turn the radio up so you can make squishy, lip
smacky, moany noises.”
“Oh for the love
of Selena! If you two don’t pack that in, right now I’ll magic your
bits and bobs together…for all eternity…that would be very
Willow tried not
to look at where Xander’s hands were roaming as she tried a different
tactic. She put on her sweetest voice.
“We can get pizza
and beer on the way home.”
The two men
separated and spoke at the same time.
“Did someone say
“Did someone say
“I did. Now, get
with the program boys or they’ll be no after spider treats for anyone.”
Let’s do this thing. C’mon, pet. We’ll have you well again in a jiffy.”
Spike reached out
and took Xander’s hand, leading him away from the car and into the woods.
Where exactly are we going? Sorry to keep asking. My memory is a bit
“We are going back
to the spider nest, the bush I pushed you into, remember?”
“Kinda. What sort
of spider is it? Is it big?”
“I forget the
name, luv. And err, yeah, it’s sort of, err kind of…sizable”
“It’s not a
tarantula is it? ‘Cos, I had a bad experience with one at a zoo once, it
“Yeah, you said
“I did? Hm. My
memory is a bit wonky.”
“Yeah, you said
Spike suddenly had
a horrible thought. What if Xander forgot about what had just happened?
What he forgot about their wonderful kisses? Suddenly, the thought of a
three yard spider wasn’t nearly as terrifying as the thought that Xander
would forget about their kissage.
“There it is!”
Xander pointed and
Spike jumped half a mile into the air. Spider terror? All present and
Willow held up a
hand to Xander before he could continue to repeat himself.
“I think Xander
means the bush.”
around suspiciously and brushed all the invisible, non-existent spiders
from his body.
your eyes, Spike. There is the bush, and do you see a giant three yard
Xander stood to
“Huh? What was
repeated herself more clearly.
“Giant three yard
“Oh. Thought that
was what you said. Three yards, huh?”
“And why exactly
are we here?”
“To get you the
“We have to kill
the spider and you have to drink her blood.”
loudly and promptly keeled over sideways.
Spike looked down
at his unconscious friend and sighed.
“I know the
Xander leant back
against a tree and tried to make sense of the situation. Not an easy task
when you felt like shit, your nose was bunged up and you couldn’t stop
staring at a certain vampire’s tight, firm ass.
“Are you ok?”
Willow asked, pity apparent in her concerned voice.
“I’m fine. I
think Spike might be quite close to a freak out, though.”
Xander looked over
at Spike and focused on his behaviour rather than his backside.
Spike was creeping
though the undergrowth, searching for any signs of a spider. Every so
often he shrieked and jumped back as if he’d been hit with a massive
electric shock. After realising that he’d only been startled by a bush or
a pile of leaves he would straighten his duster, go back to searching and
start the electric shock ritual all over again.
“I guess we should
help him, huh?”
“That’s my little
“Erm, can I take
that back and replace it with something more appropriately manly?”
“Um, ok…go, Xan,
go?....Shall we just go help Spike?”
Spike whistled and
sung a sweet little calling to the demon spider
spider, spider. Come and get an axe in your gut.”
back and clutched at his heart.
pet. Give a guy some warning!”
“Sorry. I just
wondered if you needed a hand.”
“Yeah, a hand is
just what I need.”
A cheeky grin
formed over both faces and Xander closed the distance between them,
placing a hand onto Spike’s chest and trailing it down towards a
“And where exactly
do you need it?”
“A little lower
would be just fine…”
out, seemingly from nowhere, and slapped both men on the back of their
“Pack. It. In.
Now I’m going over here to do a locator spell and you two are going to
keep your eyes peeled, search the immediate area, and make sure the
Brocclicai doesn’t creep up on us”
Both men agreed,
but when Willow turned her back, Spike grabbed Xander by his jacket and
pulled him behind a tree, steeling a deep kiss while he was at it.
shouldn’t…we…be…helping?” Xander asked between kisses that made his knees
Xander’s shirt and slid his hands inside.
when Willow…has done…the locator spell…mmmm, bloody hell, pet, you have
been working out.”
Xander felt a
shiver pass through him as Spike skimmed an appreciative hand across his
“Mm-huh. Twice a
Xander’s lips and left a trail of kisses down him jaw, settling and
sucking on an exposed throat.
“Very nice, pet.”
Xander gasped as
an enquiring hand tweaked at an attentive nipple.
Mmmm, don’t stop that.”
Spike looked up
and Xander grasped his jaw and turned his head to the side.
“What the fuck is
“Wot? I don’t see
out from behind that tree. What the fuck is it?”
Spike spotted what
Xander was referring to and shrugged.
“Looks like some
kind of leg. Now, where were we?”
“A leg?!!??!! What
sort of leg?”
“Spider leg, of
course. Big one too…hang on…”
That night was to
become known as the night that scared away all the birds. The
ear-splitting shriek was heard for miles around. Children buried
themselves deeper under their covers, the religious prayed and the old
took solace in an extra hot chocolate before bed.
Willow poked her
head around the tree
around like he was on hot coals and finally bounced behind Xander.
“What do you think
is going on?! Bloody demon spider!!”
Xander backed up,
pushing himself and Spike away from the arachnid appendage.
Willow, behind that tree.”
“It can’t be! I’ve
just done the locator spell. The mother Brocclicai is about half a mile
“I bloody can’t
be. It’s over there!”
firmly behind Xander and pointed frantically.
and walked closer.
“Where? I don’t
Xander joined in
with the distanced pointing game.
“Right there, by
that tree. You can just see its leg poking out.”
moved closer before turning back towards the cowering men with an
“That’s not a
debating whether he should at least start pretending that he was brave.
“What is it then?”
“It’s a fallen
Xander braved it
and crept a little closer.
“Um, upon closer
inspection, I think Willow might be right. It does look kind of…branch
debated at whether or not it was time for bravery. He settled for
“A branch. Soddin’
hell. What bloody idiot put a branch in the middle of a…Oh, yeah. Right
Willow cleared her
throat and spoke firmly. It was time to pull this platoon into shape.
branch. Anyone…well, only two men more intent on groping than observing,
could have made that mistake. Now, we are going in this direction, the
spider is coming towards us, so we should meet up with her real soon. Get
your weapons ready…”
Spike and Xander
“…and please get
your minds out of the gutter. Xander, you will walk this side of me.
Spike, you will walk on that side. There will be no touching, dirty talk
or sniggering. If you don’t behave then I will be forced to punish
you...in a bad way. Now let’s go.”
They managed to
walk without a word for approximately three minutes before Spike broke the
“Hmm. Nice night
“My feet ache.”
“Mine too, pet.
Got back ache an’ all. Must be this bloody axe. ‘eavy, it is.”
heavy. You’d think they would make them lighter. It’s so stupid to make
them this heavy. How are people supposed to carry them? It would be fine
if we were all built like the hulk…I wonder what it would be like to be
the hulk?....Kind of green, I suppose…and hulky. My feet ache.”
“Aww, pet. I’ll
rub ‘em better when we get back.”
Xander smiled. It
was a happy contented smile.
“Bet the hulk
never got foot rubs.”
really. Who’d wanna touch his cheesy old feet?”
“I’ll rub your
back later. If it’s still achy…and you know, if you want me too.”
became a little shy.
“Yeah, I want…if
you want to, that is.”
“Course I want to,
but only if you do.”
“Course I do…as
long as you’re ok with it.”
“Oh, I’m ok with
it, really ok with it…Are you ok with it?”
“Yeah, course I
am...As long as you’re…”
“Oh Goddess! I
think we have established that you both want to touch each other. Geez!”
descended. But not for long
“Give a great all
over massage, I do. Give you a demonstration if you’d like…If you want
strength,” Willow muttered as she gave up and let the new lovers whitter
They walked for
about another five minutes before Willow heard a noise coming from one of
Willow flapped at
the two men to quiet down and stay put while she crept forward to
investigate a strange rustling noise. Xander and Spike gladly obeyed and
stayed way back. They clung to each other like two naked Eskimos and
watched as Willow peered around a particularly large tree.
Something is here. I can hear it. Get ready guys…I think…AHHHHHH!!”
Spike ran in a little circle. Xander wished he’d never gotten out of bed.
“What is it?! Is
it the spider? Spike, stop that!”
running and stared into the thick undergrowth.
anything. Stay there, luv.”
forward and grabbed the fallen witch, quickly lifting and pulling her away
from the large tree.
“Oi, Red. Wake up,
ducks. C’mon, babe, could do without you being out for the count.”
Willow sat bolt
upright and screamed again.
Spike and Xander
flinched and looked at each other with fear and confusion.
“Willow? It me,
Xander. Are you ok? What did you see? Was it the spider?”
quickly and brushed herself down.
“Erm. No. No
Spider. Shall we keep going?”
“Hang on just a
bloody minute. We wanna know what you saw?”
Xander had a
feeling that he knew what his friend had seen. He held the tops of her
arms and stared deeply and sympathetically into her eyes.
“Wills? Was it a
hard and nodded.
“Y-yes and I just
want to forget about it. I can’t think about it now. Can we just go?”
went on ahead and Spike approached Xander with a look of confused
bewilderment on his face.
“Frog. Willow is
terrified of them. She can’t even say Frog.”
“Blimey. And here
I was, thinking I was the only fruit and nut case.”
“She’s the nut.
You’re the fruit.”
“Watch it, pet.
You’re not too old to go over my knee, you know.”
“That’s good to
hear. But I think we’d better save the spanking for later. Willow’s
freaked. We should go make sure she’s ok.”
Spike agreed and
they had to jog to catch up with Willow. The witch suddenly stopped and
Spike and Xander applied their emergency brakes before they ploughed
straight into her.
“Wot? Is there
sommit here? It’s not another bloody fro…”
Spike in the ribs before he could say the forbidden word.
“Ow! Err…It’s not
another Kermit is it?” Spike said as he rolled his eyes.
“No! But…Do you
guys get the feeling that we’re being watched?”
“No, I didn’t. I
bloody do now. Thanks very much!”
Xander looked up
“I think it might
be up there somewhere? I’m sure I can see….something.”
“Bugger me, I hope
“Wills? Can you do
another locator spell?” Xander asked, uneasily.
“Can do. But you
two keep an eye out. And I mean it this time. The spider must be
close, so no touchy feely? Got it?”
“Check. No gropage.
alright. I’ll keep my hands to myself…for now.”
A bush rustled in
the distance and Spike quickly took up a fighting stance, swinging his axe
in the air and vamping out. The bush rustled again and a family of
oversized frogs hopped happily out from under it. Spike lowered his
weapon and glanced over his shoulder at Willow. She hadn’t noticed. That
was good. Just let the hoppy little critters jump away and there will be
no need for panic.
Xander stood on
the other side of the small clearing. It was getting difficult to hold on
to his axe, his hands were sweating and he was starting to feel weak
again. He let the weapon slip down to his side and prayed that he
wouldn’t have to heave it back up in the next few minutes.
consideration, Xander decided it would be good to be the hulk right now.
He could definitely sacrifice a foot rub for a little strength. He
glanced over at Willow. She was still in the middle of her locator
spell. He glanced instead at Spike and tried ignore the urge to fling
himself on top of the vampire and find some delicious way to assault him.
In front of Spike,
a clan of very large frogs hopped passed and one side of Xander’s brain
wondered if Willow even knew that you could get frogs that big and the
other side of his brain just hoped that Willow wouldn’t notice them. It
surely couldn’t be good for a witch to freak out right in the middle of a
spell. Someone could get their private bits levitated off.
The frogs hopped
out of sight and both men breathed a sigh of relief.
“You alright over
getting a bit tired. Funny how it just creeps up on you...the tiredness, I
mean, not the spider.”
Spike walked over
to Xander and wrapped a strong arm around him.
“Sit down for a
minute, yeah? I’ll keep watch”
“Don’t wanna sit.
Want you to kiss me.”
Spike leaned in
and kissed a trail up Xander’s neck.
“Not a problem.
You keep watch then. Don’t want nothin’ nasty creeping up on us.”
Xander exposed his
neck further and looked up towards the tree tops, trying to look out for
anything that looked leggy.
Spike purred as he licked at an earlobe and slid his hands back inside
“Can’t wait to see
you, luv. Naked and laid out. Just for me.”
Xander lowered his
hands and squeezed at a denim clad ass cheek.
“God, Spike. I
just want you to take me and fu…”
Willow stood and
“No time for
that. She’s here. Xander was right. She’s somewhere above us.”
“Um, I’ll second
that,” Xander said as he desperately walked around the clearing, craning
his head up towards the sky.
“And I’ll see you
a bleeding, sodding, buggering fuck and I’ll raise you a bollocking,
If it wasn’t for
all the panicking, Spike and Xander would have been shocked at Willow’s
“Where the bloody
hell is she? I can’t sodding see her. Wait, what’s that?”
tightly to Spike’s duster.
Willow squinted up
at the tree top.
a…that’s part of the tree.”
Look, we all need to calm down. Has everyone got their weapons ready?”
what about you? Are you ready?”
“Um, uh-huh. I
sounded weak and Willow turned sharply to face him.
“Xander? Are you
“Oh god, Spike. I
think the spell is wearing off.”
As Willow spoke,
Xander’s legs failed him and he fell into Spike’s Arms.
“Fucking shit. Xan,
baby, can you still hear me?”
slipped shut and his body became limp. Spike lowered him to the ground
and hugged him tightly.
“Oh god, Spike.
Is he ok?”
breathing, Red, if that’s what you mean.”
Spike looked up
and fixed Willow with a desperate, tear filled expression.
“We gotta be
quick, Red. I can’t lose him. I just bloody found him for Christ sakes.”
As Willow tried to
comfort the emotional vampire, she failed to notice the great big, black,
three yard demon spider as it crawled down the tree behind them.
“You won’t lose
him. We won’t lose him. C’mon, Spike. Get that axe at the ready.
Xander really needs you to be strong now. You have to be brave. You have
to face your fear.”
Spike nodded and
buried his face in Xander’s hair.
“Yeah, I can do
this. For you, Xan. Only for you.”
Xander managed to
pry his eyes open and smile.
“Spike,” he said,
weakly. “I believe in you, Spike. You can do this. Just look inside
widened and he started to shake.
Spike and Willow
Slowly turned around. The spider had crawled all the way down the tree
and was standing still as a statue on the ground. Its big beady eyes were
fixed on them with an expression of evil and malevolence. Eight furry
legs stood tall in an upturned v, the peaks of them towering a good yard
above its giant bulbous black and red body. Razor sharp fangs hung from
its jaws like two scimitars, gleaming under the moonlight and holding a
promise of painful death. And the worst part? It was breathing. Harsh,
deep pants of air gusting loudly from its deadly jaws.
quite manage to duck out the way as Spike’s spilled his guts. He weakly
shuffled back, only stopping when a tree blocked his way.
“Spike! I can’t
move…I can’t fight…help me.”
“Shit and fuck.
Red, do sommit! Mojo the bloody thing!”
“Well that’s very
nice to know. I’m very happy for it. Now get with the sodding mojo!”
Willow huffed. As
much as she loved her boys, she’d had quite enough of the both of them for
“I can’t. My
magic won’t touch her. She’s resistant to it.”
“I don’t know!
Why don’t you call her over and ask!”
If the situation
hadn’t been quite so dire, Spike would have been tempted to sulk. Xander
groaned from the ground and struggled to keep sitting up.
Time for bravery?
“Hang on, pet…Is
it staring? Why is it just staring? Oi! Stop bloody staring!!”
“Willow? I know
you said three yards. In fact, you said it several times. But I don’t
think I fully understood quite how big three yards was.”
“Neither did I.”
“Right then. It
ain’t moving, so I suggest that we go on the attack. Get the upper hand.
Go for the kill. Charge it. Get right in there. Get In the thick of
it. On the offensive.”
nervously and swung her sword up ready.
“Ok. Ok. Ok. Ok.
Ok. Ok. Ok. Ok. Ok. Ok.”
“Sorry. How do we
“Err…Easy! We run
straight at it. Surprise it with a frontal attack.”
“Erm, Spike? I
hate to burst your bubble, but I don’t think she's expecting us to attack
point. What do you suggest, then?”
“Um. Um. Um. Um.
Um. Um. Um. Um. Um. Um.”
“Sorry! I can’t
think of anything. You think. You’re the violent one!”
“Me?! What about
you? I saw you lose your temper with that packet of biscuits yesterday.
Bloody scary it was.”
weren’t playing fair! I tried to open them nicely for a good twenty
minutes. I had to get rough!”
“Hang on, pet…”
“You said that
last time. Look, I’d help if I could, but I can’t even stand up.”
Xander was getting
quite upset now. He felt like crap, he was covered in vamp vomit and his
ass was getting cold.
Xander’s distress and he realised that it was time to act. His newfound
lover was getting weaker by the second. He had to do something now. He
had to kill the spider and feed its blood to Xander before it was too
Spike raised his
“Right then. Right
then. Right then. Right then. Right then. Right then. Right then. Right
then. Right then…”
“Hang on, hang
on. Shouldn’t it be, one, two three. Not three, two, one.”
Spike paused to
genuinely think about it. After a moment he shook his head.
“Does it bloody
woman. Alright then. After three. One, two…”
“Wait! Are going
on the three?”
“Eh? No. We are
going to count to three and then go on the count of fifty. ‘Course we’re
bloody going on the three!”
“I meant, is it
one, two, three, go, or one, two, then go on the count of three?”
bloody know! You start us off, then.”
“Ok, Ok, Ok.
“For fucks sake,
Willow. This ain’t a soddin’ race!”
Xander stumbled to
his feet and tried in vain to lift his axe.
“If you two aren’t
going to kill that thing any time soon, then I’m going to have to…Eeep.”
Xander got the axe
a few feet off the ground before he fell back onto his ass.
Spike rushed over
and squatted next to him.
“Luv, no. Stay
back and stay still.”
“I can’t. What if
the spider comes over here? What if she attacks me?”
“She won’t get
anywhere near you, pet. I’ll see to it.”
Xander behind a tree and left him with kiss. He walked back Willow and
fixed her with firm fearless look.
“Let’s do this.
Can’t let her get near Xan.”
Resolve face stapled, taped, tacked and glued firmly on.
death!...of her, that is.”
Spike rolled his
“Right then. You
run round to the left and distract her. When she turns around I’m gonna
jump on her back and hack her fucking brains out.”
“Got it. Distract.
Jump. Hack brains out.”
towards the spider and took a deep breath.
hesitate. It was now or never, they both knew that. She ran to the left
of the spider and screamed like a wild banshee.
here! Over here! Come and get it you, you, you…oversized…hairy…lump
The spider ignored
her and stared at Spike. Willow continued to shout.
“Hey! I said I’m
over here! C’mon! What are you? Chicken?!”
Willow flapped her
elbows and made sounds like a crazy chicken.
bockerrrr. C’mon, chicken features! Bockerrrr, bockerrrr, bock, bock.”
The spider seemed
to frown and it turned its weighty body towards the bouncing witch.
This was it. This
was his chance. Spike risked one brief look over his shoulder to make
sure that Xander was still out of sight, then he charged. His lungs and
chest filled up and he expelled a scream of fury that would make even the
most confident demon quake in its boots. When he was close enough, Spike
launched himself off the ground and landed squarely on the spider’s back.
stopped in its tracks, confused by the sudden weight on its back.
Willow, being a
bright girl, ran away. She needed to keep the spider on its eight toes.
It was best that the Brocclicai didn’t know where she was, and therefore
where the next attack was coming from. She headed around to the right
side of the spider.
was getting well and truly stuck in. There was to be no playing. No
toying. No smart remarks or puns. He was going to finish this and finish
this fast. He raised the axe and smashed it down as hard as he could. He
lifted the weapon again and did the same. The spider bucked and thrashed,
but Spike managed to stay firmly on top. He hammered repeatedly at the
bulbous body, each blow becoming more brutal and more furious with every
strike. The creature’s blood began to flow as the axe finally broke
through the surface of the hairy, leathery skin.
shrieked in pain, braced its legs and shook like a dog fresh out of
water. Spike tried to keep his balance, but after only a couple of
seconds, the spider shook him free.
Spike landed on
the floor with a hefty thump and it took him a moment to register that he
had just been thrown and was now lying on the floor, vulnerable and
exposed. He shook his head to clear the murky fog from his dazed brain
and looked up to see a mammoth pair of fangs soaring down towards his
chest. He possibly would have screamed, but he really didn’t have time.
He closed his eyes, waited for the searing pain that he knew was coming,
and prayed that he would live long enough to help Xander.
Xander watched in
horror as Spike flew from the top of the spider and crashed heavily to the
ground. He saw the creature pivot around and he screamed Spike’s name as
the spider closed in on his vampire and raised its fangs ready for
attack. Xander tried to move. He willed his arms and legs to lift him
from the ground and save Spike from the agony that was coming. Or death?
Was Spike going to survive this? Xander screamed out Spike’s name again
and his cry morphed into a defeated sob of frustration as his limbs
refused to obey the desperate signals from his brain. Xander did the only
thing he could. He closed his eyes and blocked the world out. He
couldn’t bear to watch his lover die so painfully.
Willow ran a full
circle around the demon spider. Her panicking had reached an interesting
level and her chicken impression had turned decidedly headless. She heard
Xander scream Spike’s name and her skin shivered with goose bumps at the
blood curdling sound. She looked desperately around and spotted Spike
lying on his back on the ground. The spider raised its fangs and plunged
them towards the vampire’s chest.
Time seamed to
slow down and Willow felt herself build with anger and power. Her hair
blackened, as did her eyes, her lips and her fingernails. She raised her
axe and charged, screaming a cry of war and intended death. Time
continued to tick past at an ultra slow pace and Willow’s feet left the
ground as her magic lifted her inside an orange swirl of ancient power.
When she was close enough she swung the axe and sliced it through one of
the spider’s legs.
The air was filled
with a deafening roar and Spike instinctively opened his eyes. The
Brocclicai was screaming. It twisted in pain and its fangs missed Spike
by a fraction of an inch. Spike shuffled back and tried to get to his
feet, but the creature turned sharply back towards him. The Brocclicai’s
fangs descended again and Spike was unable to get away. As the fangs
soared closer, the creature screamed and twisted again. Spike tried to
duck backwards as the Brocclicai was distracted but the tip of one fang
scraped painfully across his chest.
tried to shuffle away towards his axe that lay just a few feet away.
The enraged spider
roared and tried to attack again. As it crawled towards Spike it screamed
and twisted again.
beginning to sense a pattern. He stayed still this time and watched with
confusion as the spider roared, screamed and twisted yet again. And
again. And again. This happened a total of eight times and by the eighth
occurrence the creature was a limbless blob rocking and screeching on the
Spike stood and
watched Willow float into his sight.
“Oi! Red! Thought
you said this bloody thing couldn’t be affected by magic?” He shouted
Willow smiled with
“It can’t. But
suitably impressed by Willow’s demonic leg hacking.
Xander over here. It’s time.”
“But it ain’t
“It will be.”
Willows voice was
cracked and heavy, and Spike truly believed that the creature only had
seconds to live. Best get out the way then.
Spike ran to
Xander and pulled the groggy boy into his arms.
“Xan? Luv? You
still with me, pet?”
widened as much as they could considering he was nearly unconscious.
“You’re not dead?”
Well…technically yes, was already dead. But I’m not a pile of dust, if
that’s what you mean?”
“Shhh, pet. I’m
fine, see? Big bad here, remember?”
A lie. It wasn’t
anything to worry about admittedly, but he was going to need some blood to
help him heal.
She’s just…err…finishing up.”
Both men cocked
their heads and listened to the sound of a witch finishing up
turned back to its normal sweet tone and she called out to her friends.
“I’m all done
around to look at Willow and he didn’t know whether he should laugh or run
Willow was smiling
and was covered head to toe in thick black spider’s blood. She looked
like a little girl that had fallen into a vat of…erm…well, blood,
guys. Xander has to drink. Quickly!”
you. Got some tasty spider’s blood to get down you.”
The next few
moments went something like this…
Xander refused. Spike lifted. Xander squirmed. Spike tightened his
grip. Xander whined. Spike insisted. Xander bit him. Spike cursed.
Xander apologised. Spike accepted. Xander complained. Spike begged.
Xander argued. Spike dragged him.
Drink up, pet and we can all go home.”
You have to. It will only take a second. Just a couple of mouthfuls and
it’s done, then you and Spike can go make kissy noises.”
Xander looked at
Spike, his expression as pitiful as a baby seal.
That was it. That
was the last time that Spike was prepared to ask. If Xander refused
again, Spike was prepared to take drastic action. He was going to pin
Xander to the ground and force the damn blood down his throat. He was not
going to waste more time. Not after they had been through so much and not
now that they had found each other. Spike was very much looking forward
getting to know Xander in a different way. He was looking forward to
going out as a couple. He was looking forward to snuggling on the couch,
and he was looking forward to touching, feeling and learning every inch of
The bloody brat
was going to drink that buggering blood, even if he had to pull teeth to
do it. Spike readied himself.
“Ok,” Xander said.
“Right! That’s it!
You will bloody drink…hang on…repeat that.”
“I said Ok. I
don’t wanna die, and besides, how bad can it taste?”
Willow pulled a
face and shuddered.
bad, I would think. Ick.”
Xander sighed and
swayed in Spike’s arms.
Xander sagged and
Spike gently lowered him to the ground.
“Lets do this
then…err…how do we do this?”
Willow held up a
“Ahh!” She cried,
pulling an object triumphantly out of her blood covered pocket.
“It’s a straw.”
“A straw? You
often keep straws in your pocket?”
“No. It’s what I
went back to Xander’s apartment for earlier, while you two were snuggling
in the car.”
Spike half dragged
a nearly asleep Xander closer the spider and snatched the straw from
Willow. With satisfaction he plunged the straw into the spiders bloody
“There you are,
pet. Suck on that.”
“It’s like hanging
out with a couple of kids, sometimes.”
The kids giggled.
“Oi! C’mon. Get
serious. Xander. Drink. Now.”
and leant forward. He screwed his eyes shut tight, took the straw in his
mouth and sucked.
Spike and Willow
stood either side with icky faces, supporting Xander as he drank. They
looked at each other and exchanged ‘rather him than me’ looks.
Willow rubbed at
Xander’s back and tried to ease him back.
“That’s it, Xander.
That should be enough. Xander, you can stop now…you can stop now…hello?
Xanderrrr? Have you gone deaf or just a little crazy?”
Willow looked at
Spike with a bemused expression.
Spike reached out
and yanked Xander back.
“What you bloody
“It tasted good.”
Willow stood and
“Pet? What did it
Xander licked his
lips and thought about it.
“Ummmm, it’s kinda
fruity. A bit like blackberry.”
for no more than a second before he dived on the straw.
Gotta get me some of this!”
He sucked up three
wonderful mouthfuls before he realised that he’d forgotten something.
“Luv? How do you
Xander woke with a
yawn and tried to work out where he was. He opened his eyes and squinted
around the room, his room, his apartment. His eyes finally settled on a
pale body sitting under the covers with him.
“Eh, you’re awake!
Feeling good, luv?”
Xander paused and
thought about it. He did feel good. He felt better than good. He felt
fantastic. His limbs weren’t achy anymore. He didn’t feel tired and most
of all, he didn’t feel like he was about to die.
“I feel really
great, Spike. But what about you? You got hurt.”
“Don’t worry about
me, pet. I’m just fine.”
“But the spider,
it got you.”
the long, angry, red wound that stretched across Spike’s bare chest.
“But what about
“Shhh, pet. Red
says only the babies are poisonous.”
“Are you sure?”
“When Is Willow
“Well, there was
that time at the toy store with the stuffed pig and that time with the
rubber glove and that horse. Then there was the time when we were all at
that fair and that bloke with the big nose said that…”
“Ok, ok, I get
your point. But she’s not wrong about this.”
Xander sat up and
sighed out his relief.
Spike, I thought that I was gonna lose you.”
“Thought the same
thing about you, pet. But I guess we still got each other, yeah?”
Xander smiled and
his lips suddenly looked like they needed kissing.
forward and brushed his hand down Xander’s cheek. Holding gently to his
jaw, Spike slowly and gently pressed his lips to Xander’s and kissed him.
quietly into the kiss and it encouraged Spike to deepen it.
Words just weren’t
going to do it. Spike had to show Xander exactly how he felt and he
wanted to do it with one phenomenal kiss. His tongue entwined with
Xander’s and it communicated everything that he felt. Passion, love,
relief and so many others emotions that it made him dizzy.
Spike tried to
pull away. He didn’t want to push Xander into anything that he wasn’t
ready for. Spike was well aware that they were both naked and he didn’t
want to ruin things by being his normal pushy self.
Xander kept a
tight hold of his vampire, pulling him closer when he felt resistance. He
muttered into Spike’s mouth as he continued the kiss.
“Don’t want you to
“Don’t wanna go.
Xander slipped his
hand beneath the sheets and found Spike’s hardening length. He curled his
fingers around the shaft and slowly stroked him to full hardness.
slightly in surprise at Xander’s confident stroking.
“Fuck, Xan. Mmm.”
Xander’s mouth in a crushing kiss and he slipped his hand under the covers
and grasped Xander’s leaking cock.
“Ow! Elbow! Oh
“Xan, Ow! Mind
Jesus! Sooo good. Ah! Other knee…right in my….oh! Mmmm”
Spike! Please! Eeep! Balls…caught.”
“Fuck, sorry! Mmmm,
Yesss, baby, yesss!
Mmmm, gods…gonna…Elbow! Elbow! Spike!...I’m gonna…”
Me bollocks!.…fuck, yesss!”
Xander lay panting
in Spike’s arms.
“Yeah, it was.”
“Yup, real good”
“Why were we
“Red was all
worried about us both. You know, cos you did all that dying earlier and me
with my horrific chest wound. So she insisted that we both go to bed. I
undressed us, though. Thought we’d be more comfortable.”
himself up, suddenly alarmed.
“But I thought you
said you were ok. You are ok? You didn’t lie to make me feel better, did
you? Oh gods, Spike, we really shouldn’t have done what we just did if you
weren’t feeling up to it…Oh god! Did I force you?!”
“Don’t be a twat!
Course you didn’t force me! Bloody wanted it! I told you, I’m fine.
However, I may have told Red that I was hurt a little more than I
“Wanted tea and
sympathy. Red’s a bloody good cook, too. She’s in the kitchen now,
making us those boiled eggs you were going on about earlier.”
pulled up the covers to his neck
here?! Spike! You could have told me. We were so…so…so…loud!”
“I’m sorry, pet”
“No, you’re not.”
you got me, I’m not sorry at all. It was bloody good. Nothing to be sorry
about. Besides, Red’s a woman of the world. I’m sure she’s heard worse.
Probably didn’t even bat an eyelid.”
Xander let a smile
play at his lips
“It was good.
And you’re right, Willow’s cool. I’m sure she was fine with it…Wanna go
“Did you need to
Xander all but
jumped on Spike and events repeated themselves.
Willow stood at
the kitchen counter with a finger in each ear.
“La, la, la, la,
la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la,
la, la, la, la, la.”
Now this was