Title: Mambo Muerte
Author: CJ
Pairing: Spike/Xander
Summary: Xander dances, then he and Spike do a horizontal mambo together. Total smut PWP that I wrote to cheer up Amy and Meg.
Disclaimer: I own nothing of the fic, except the cave. And that will remain so until the day Joss decides to sell Xander.
Author’s Note: Thanks to the fabulous Meggies for the wonderful beta---MWA MWA MWA. You get the bot of your choice.
Xander weaves sinuously around the cave, naked and alone amongst his enemies, a razor sharp dagger clutched in one hand and a black silk scarf threaded through the fingers of the other. With every twirl he lays waste to one of the ubervamps. It's deceptively easy, this dance of death he does. He renders his enemies speechless, unable to move, transfixed by the beauty of his violent dance.
A silent figure stands unnoticed beyond the darkened mouth of the cave, smirking and taking a drag from a nearly finished cigarette. Finally, Xander fells the last of his foes and stands alone, surrounded on all sides by silence. Or so he thinks. Spike slinks out of the shadows, tossing his cigarette away, and tugs Xander into his arms.
"You're beautiful when you're deadly. Ya know that, mate?" Spike licks his way down Xander's neck, laving the tender flesh just below his ear and continuing on, over his shoulder, down his back, until Xander's ass, in all its firm beauty, rests before his eyes.
Xander, nearly blind with a blood-enduced passion, falls to his knees, brushing aside teasing touches. He reaches out to take Spike's face between his hands and claims those pale, pale lips with his own. Delving into the icy depths of Spike's mouth, Xander maps out the contours of the simple musculature that has always been his favorite place to be. Finally, the need for oxygen overrides his need for Spike, and Xander pulls back.
"Then what are you waiting for? Take me."
Spike flashes a truly evil grin and nudges Xander over onto his back. "Good idea, Pet."
That said, he swoops down and swallows Xander's cock to the root in one move. Xander keens, blind with pleasure, his body arching up into Spike's embrace, and growls out a deep, soul burning moan.
"So so so so good. Oh God, Spike. Don't ever stop." Xander reaches down, twisting his hands in Spike's hair, driving himself deeper and harder into his vampire's throat. And with a hoarse, pain-filled scream, Xander tumbles…hands clenched, hips thrusting wildly, then falls limp and spent.
Spike rears back, licking his lips. "Mmmm, Pet. Somebody's been sneaking the chocolates." Spike crawls lazily up Xander's body, shedding his clothes, until he lays fully atop his lover, naked.
"Oh Gods, thank you Spike." Xander pants the words, still fighting to draw enough breath to get them out. He pullsSpike to him, placing soft, teasing kisses over the vampire's face.
"You're welcome, Pet. But, who said we were done?" Spike takes advantage of Xander's shocked, open-mouthed expression. Striking fast, Spike thrusts his tongue into Xander's mouth, licking a solid line from the very back of the boy's throat, all the way up to his teeth. With soft, sure strokes, Spike slowly maneuvers his tongue, slipping, sliding, fucking Xander's mouth until the brunette hardness presses insistently against Spike’s stomach once again.
Spike recalls his tongue from its explorations, spitting into his hand twice, then offers it to Xander, who complies, adding two more dollops of saliva to the puddle in Spike’s palm. Reaching down, Spike begins to hastily prepare Xander.
Taking the last of his spontaneous supply of lube, Spike wraps his hand around his own cock, spreading it until his cock slips and slides against clenching fingers. Then, laying his forehead against Xander's, Spike presses against the brunette's opening.
Xander’s eyes screw shut, his toes curling against the pain, and bites into his lip. At Spike's whispered words of encouragement, Xander nods, silently pleading with the vampire to continue. Finally, the pressure increases to almost unbearable levels before the mushroom shaped head of Spike's large cock slides inside.
Spike stopped, completely still, at Xander's barely suppressed groan. "Pet, you okay? Want me to stop?" Worried when Xander didn't immediately respond, Spike lightly slapped the human's cheeks. "Pet, talk to me. You okay?"
Xander opens his eyes. Eyes no longer a smooth chocolate brown, but now a dark ebony, burning with passion.
"If you stop now, I'll be forced to kill you." Xander draws Spike to him and plunders his mouth with a quick, savage kiss before pushing him back up. "Now, fuck me."
Swirling his hips, Spike thrusts the remainder of his shaft into Xander's ass with a single swift stroke. "Been waitin' for this for a long time, Pet. Wanted you forever. Now I have you, won't ever let you go."
"Never. Now shut up, Spike, and fuck me."
Xander abandons speech completely as the head of Spike’s cock brushes against his prostate. His pleasure doubled as the head skates past the small nub twice, stimulating it on both exit and entry.
Spike, meanwhile, loses himself in the veritable symphony of sound pouring from the boy’s mouth, delighted by the fact that he can bring such pleasure/pain to his pet, while getting the same in return.
"Oh Xander. Pet, I can't last much longer. Gonna cum." Spike’s eyes screw shut, teeth elongating, piercing the soft flesh of his lower lip as he fights for restraint.
Xander stares intently at the single line of blood dribbling down over Spike’s chin, finding even more pleasure in the fact that he, HE Xander, had threatened his lover’s normally iron-clad control. "Cum for me, Spike. Cum *in* me. Now!"
With a loud, pained scream, Spike abandons control, demonic ridges and fangs warring with his human face. The viselike grip of Xander's muscles pulsing around his cock, and the warm spurt of semen hitting him in the chest, alerts him to the fact that Xander followed shortly after him. With one last smile, Spike takes in the sight of Xander's flushed, sleepy features and passes out.