Something To Me
by Hallucination
Spike strode into Willy's Place wearily, collapsing
into a leathery chair in front of the bar. His eyes
wary, Willy approached him behind the counter.
"Double-shot of blood." Spike ordered without greeting
him." And make it the good stuff. I don't want no
freaking orangutan." He spat testily, slapping a few
dollars onto the counter.
Willy nodded nervously. "Got ya." He put a tall glass
in front of Spike and began pouring a thick red liquid
into it.
Spike sighed dejectedly. "Been a pisser of a day,
hasn't it? Those army
blokes are on a tear. They ran me outta my place.
And all over town."
Nodding coolly, Willy moved on to serve another demon.
Spike shrugged carelessly and raised the glass to his
lips. But before he could take a sip, a large hand
fell on his shoulder.
Spike turned in his seat tiredly. "Yeah, what's that?"
The last thing he saw before spinning into darkness
was a large closed fist flying towards his face.
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"Hello?" Xander answered the phone.
He broke out into a smile. "Hey Will." Cradling the
phone in his arm, Xander adjusted to a more
comfortable position on the couch. He laughed a
little.
"Nope, no orgasms tonight. She's at some vengeance
demon... reunion thing, I don't know." He paused a
while, then grinned.
"Yeah actually I'm kinda enjoying having some alone
time with myself."
"Nothing much, just relaxing." Xander replied to
Willow's query. He chuckled lightly. "No thanks Will,
I'm just gonna hang out here tonight. Haven't relaxed
by myself in ages."
He nodded. "Ok Wills, enjoy yourself." Smiling, he
hung up the phone
Xander closed his eyes and lay across the couch,
sighing contentedly. He had the whole night to
himself.
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The door of Willy's Place swung open and Spike was
ejected roughly, tumbling onto the alley in a broken,
bloody mess.
A Mowpertyl demon walked out and stood over him. "What
did you expect Spike?" It sneered haughtily. "A
welcome party?"
Getting no reply, the demon hissed with disgust.
"Word's out. You've been making war on the demon
world."
"War?" Spike breathed dazedly, blood spurting out of
his nose.
The Mowpertyl was incensed. "With the Slayer! You kill
other demons and the rest of us don't hold with that."
It leaned down, whispering softly. "Still . . . if I
see you around here again, *I'll* be inclined to break
that code. Do you understand?"
Spike was unable to reply, his eyes wide with shock.
The demon growled and ducked back into Willy's,
closing the door loudly.
Frozen in pain, Spike lay unmoving on his back.
Raising trembling fingers to his face, he winced at
the pain his feather light touches caused. Spike
struggled to get up as he realized he needed to get
patched up. Whose bloody house was the nearest?
Fuck.
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*BAMBAMBAMBAM*
Snorting, Xander awoke from his sleep. He rubbed his
eyes frantically, struggling to register what was
happening.
*BAMBAMBAMBAM*
Okay, someone's at the door.
Wonder who it is, Xander thought drowsily as he got
off the couch.
"Open up you fuckin' ponce, I know you're in there!"
"Oh no." Xander groaned. He approached the living room
door resignedly. This was supposed to be HIS night,
his and his alone. He didn't want to share it,
especially not with a neutered vampire who despised
him to his very core. Xander swung the door open with
a sigh. "Look Deadboy, go awa-" He took one look at
Spike and nearly did a double take.
"Spike?" Xander breathed disbelievingly. Teetering in
front of him was possibly the sickest vampire he'd
ever seen. He could barely make out Spike's features,
his face was so covered in blood. Large purple bruises
were emerging near his eyes, and one eye was already
swollen shut. Spike was breathing heavily, something
vampires seldom did. He was also sweating profusely,
something vampires never did. Before Xander could ask
any further questions, Spike collapsed into his arms.
Xander immediately pulled the vampire into the house,
shutting the door with a bang.
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Spike roared. "That hurts!"
"If you'd hold still it wouldn't hurt as much!" Xander
shot back, still applying antiseptic on Spike's face.
Sighing frustratedly, he threw the used cotton swab
into the bin, reaching for another one. Tipping a
bottle, he poured some cleaning alcohol onto it,
pressing the cotton wool against Spike's face gently.
"Your face is fine now. How the hell did you end up
like this anyway?" Xander demanded.
To Xander's surprise, Spike immediately lashed out at
him. "It's because of you, you buggerin' arsewipe! The
whole Scooby Gang has fucked me up for good!"
Xander exhaled impatiently. I see. "Look we warned you
about those hit and run gangsters-"
"This wasn't done to me by a bloody human, you fucking
son of a bitch! It was a freakin' demon that banged me
up!" Spike exploded.
Pause.
"What?"
Spike looked down in self-disgust. "Bloody sod accused
me of making war in the demon world, what with helping
the slayer and all." He spit out the word "slayer" as
if it were poison.
He inhaled a shuddering breath, his lip trembling
slightly. "So that's it then, isn't it? Spike's hit
the deep end this time. I'm a demon on the wrong side
of the fence, and now everybody knows about the pansy
assed traitor who can't bite a mortal to save his own
skin. I'm nothing to no one now." Spike's eyes misted
over.
Xander shivered slightly. William The Bloody, reduced
to tears? Spike, whose favorite hobby was to go around
crowing that he was the BIG BAD, now denounces himself
to nothing?
To no one?
Xander's fingers grazed over Spike's face. "Nothing?"
He whispered.
Spike pulled his face away. "To no one."
"To no one." Xander repeated softly, gently turning
Spike's head to face him.
"You are..." something to me...Xander let his voice
trail off and Spike looked into his eyes searchingly.
"I am...?" Spike questioned quietly, only to be cut
off with a soft kiss.
Spike pulled away immediately, their lips parting with
a smacking sound. But Xander wasn't tolerating any
hesitancies tonight. Moving closer, he pressed his
lips firmly onto Spike's, his tongue snaking out to
massage the cool wetness in Spike's mouth. Spike
moaned softly and began kissing him back, their
tongues now pushing and sliding against each other
gently, neither battling for dominance. Breathing
heavily, Xander tenderly removed Spike's clothing,
never breaking the kiss.
Sighing, Xander licked a path down Spike's neck,
traveling down his shoulder, and finally to his chest.
He sucked Spike's right nipple to hardness, his tongue
swirling around the tip erotically. Feeling Spike gasp
in pleasure, he bit into his nipple, causing Spike to
arch towards his face.
"Xan..." Spike breathed dizzily "Don't...stop...". Xander
removed his mouth from Spike's right nipple and
proceeded to work on the left one, bathing it in his
warm mouth before licking it repeatedly, causing Spike
to thrust against him desperately. "Fuck...." Spike
closed his eyes in ecstasy as Xander rolled his right
nipple between his fingers, kneading and pinching the
hard flesh.
Xander lay Spike on the bed, so that Spike was on his
back. Wrenching his mouth away from Spike's nipple,
Xander kissed a trail down his stomach while massaging
his thighs slowly. Spike's cock jerked violently,
begging to be touched. "Xander..." Spike whispered
weakly. "Suck me...oh god suck me...Xan..." With a groan,
Xander closed his lips over Spike's weeping cock,
sucking it hard. Spike yelled and thrust into Xander's
mouth viciously, desperate for the need to cum. Xander
lifted Spike's hips off the bed as he sucked his cock
almost hard enough to cause pain, making Spike howl as
he tugged at his own nipples brutally. Xander used his
hands to caress Spike' balls, rolling them in between
his fingers and squeezing them gently, causing him to
go mindless with pleasure. Just as Spike was about to
come, Xander tore his mouth away from his cock,
bringing himself up to whisper in Spike's ear.
"I want you Spike." Xander breathed raggedly. Spike
sucked at Xander's bottom lip frantically, adjusting
himself so that their cocks were pressed together. "I
want you too...fuck me Xan I want you to come in me..." He
gasped as he humped Xander's cock repeatedly,
eliciting a loud groan from the boy. Xander reached
across the bed into the cupboard, searching for some
lube. His fingers trembled as Spike continued to
thrust against him, their cocks rubbing against each
creating the most delicious friction. Spreading the
lube between his fingers, Xander inserted his index
finger into Spike, pushing and prodding through the
tight ring of muscle. Spike hissed, rocking against
Xander's finger, thrusting his head back when Xander
inserted another finger into him. Xander's cock
twitched as his fingers brushed against Spike's
prostate gland, and he caressed the small gland
slowly, stroking himself as he heard Spike's yell of
approval.
After two minutes of preparation, Xander raised
himself above Spike's body, slowly easing his cock
into him. Xander closed his eyes in pure ecstasy as
his cock was enveloped in Spike's velvety channel. He
brought his body back down against Spike's, kissing
him passionately. Spike kissed him back with equal
fervor, thrusting madly against Xander. His cock was
pressed hard against Xander's stomach, creating sparks
of pleasure every time Xander pulled in and out of
him. They were now fucking wildly, their hips banging
against each other brutally, taking it hard and fast.
Spike's eyes rolled back in his head as Xander's cock
hit his prostrate, the tension in his body was so
strong he thought that he would break. "Yes...fuck me
Xan oh God fuck me!!!" Spike's blatant begging made
Xander go crazy, and he fucked Spike viciously,
rubbing his stomach against Spike's cock.
Spike came with a loud yell, his cock spurting come
all over Xander's stomach and his own chest. Some even
landed on Spike's lips, and his tongue snaked out to
taste his own essence. Xander lost control at the
sight of Spike tasting his own come, and he came with
a final hard thrust against Spike's body, collapsing
on top of the vampire weakly. The two males pressed
their bodies together as they trembled violently from
the force of their orgasm.
Xander gathered the vampire into his arms, pulling the
covers over their bodies as they lay as one. The
warmth from the blanket had already caused Spike to
doze off, and Xander wasn't that far behind. He
pressed a kiss to Spike's cheek softly.
"You are..." Xander whispered finally.
Spike smiled in his sleep.
"I know."
The End.
