"Ok, your turn blondie."

Spike took Wes' recently abandoned spot and try not to snicker at the moans and thumps coming from upstairs. It became easier to do when Xander kissed him softly and wrapped his arms around him.

"Kitten?"

"I like the way you look. I don't wanna change it."

"Have to pet. They'd never let me help otherwise. And you're not goin back there without me."

Xander stepped away and began the spell. He left the body alone and concentrated on that face. The cheekbones were lowered and the face filled in. The eyes were moved a little further apart and turned a deep shade of brown, almost the color of chocolate. The hair was lengthened until it reached Spike's waist, then it was turned red and given soft waves. The vampire's eyebrows were colored the same as the hair and Xander removed the scar. Then he thinned the full lips and added a scar along the left cheekbone. He couldn't make Spike anything but pale, but he did alter the patterns of the veins visible in his arms and neck. That was the kind of thing Angel would notice, and where Spike was concerned he was the one they were most worried about. He made the nails clear and manicured and then put a tattoo of a barbwire ring around the ring finger of the left hand.

"You give me an Irish accent and you'll sleep on the couch for a month."

The warlock couldn't stop himself from chuckling as he passed his hand over his lover's throat. Another tattoo, this one of a bat with burning eyes, was left in his wake.

"Try now."

"How do I sound Kitten?"

"Like an episode of Highlander."

There was an unmistakable baroque to the low soft voice he'd given Spike. He put him in a pair of faded jeans, a black sweater, and a pair of black suede hiking boots. Next came the potion and then the anchor. A silver ring with cat's eyes went on the middle finger of his right hand, and before Xander could step back to look him over Spike pulled him into a deep kiss. 

"You better hurry Kitten. You don't smell like me anymore and I don't like it any better the furface does."

Xander pulled away and began his own change. Pale skin turned soft golden, brown eyes became flashing green, cheekbones went up and the face narrowed. His hair grew into an artfully tussled mass of black curls that reached the nape of his neck. His forehead went up and a small section of bangs fell over it obscuring one eye just enough to be mysterious. Black leather pants and a burgundy silk shirt complete with thigh length leather jacket and boots completed the look, and a ruby stud the size of a pencil eraser went into his ear and worked as his anchor. He'd barely finished swallowing the potion when Spike was on him.

"Let's hear it love."

"So, vhat do you sink ov da new me?"

"French pet? I like it."

"Slight accent yes, repeated Zsa Zsa moments no. From here on out this is as French as I get."

Spike brushed his fingers across their anchors and before Xander knew what was happening he was being carried upstairs. Laying on their bed with Spike above him Xander could only surrender to the devouring kisses of his lover. The blonde pulled away long enough to strip them both and then he was on top of the younger man again. One last deep kiss and then he was turned onto his stomach. Getting on to his hands and knees, he spread his legs and waited for his lover. Xander was given no warning before a cool tongue plunged into him. He was licked and nibbled and tongue fucked into an intense orgasm. And then his lover draped himself across his back and began purring into his ear.

"Does my sweet little Kitty like that? I see he does. Nice Kitty, pretty Kitty. Does Kitty wanna get Fucked?"

"Oh, ye...yes."

"Tell me."

"Spike..."

"Tell me!"

A sharp slap on his ass accompanied the command and Xander whimpered and moaned and pushed back into his lover.

"Tell me."

"Fuck me. Please fuck me."

"You can do better."

"I want...I..."

Another slap and then Spike licked a cool trail up the cleft of the younger's man ass.

"Stick your cock in me! Fuck me! Cum in me! Fuck me raw. Just do it now you son of a bitch!!"

A slick cock was rammed into him in one powerful thrust. Spike pushed his head down to the mattress and pounded into the younger man. Pulling almost completely out and then ramming back in, he knew his hips were hitting his lover's ass hard enough to leave bruises. His thrusts were deep and powerful and he reveled in every moan coming from beneath him. Holding completely still when Xander came again Spike pulled his lover's hips back and began jackhammering into him.

Xander was losing it. He'd come twice now without his dick ever being touched and he was getting hard again. The feeling of Spike pounding into him was like liquid fire wrapping around his whole body. Every thrust sent a wave of pleasure through him and he began to rock back to meet that wonderful cock. He wasn't even aware of the words coming out of his mouth.

"Harder! Yes! Yes!! Come on baby! Fuck me!! Come on, give me that cock! Wanna taste it when you cum! Want you so deep I can feel your dick in my throat! Do it! Do it! Yes! Yes!"

The combination of his lover's words and his tight hole clamping down on him were too much for Spike. He shot deep into the younger man. Falling sideways he pulled Xander with him, after a moment he tried to pull out but the younger man grabbed his hip to keep him in place.

"Stay."

"You alright Kitten?"

"Yeah. I love you."

"I love you. Now what's wrong?"

"Ask me in the morning."

"Goodnight luv."

"Goodnight Spike."

tbc