quilt and a few surprises.
given by Lady Q.Challenges # 4 and 5.
Write a Spander, and write a story based on quilt making and one of your
characters receives a handmade wedding quilt for their coming out party.
Beta:By my sister
Anna.All remaining errors are mine-with
The Wedding Quilt
Spike came running into the house patting at his smoking arms fugitively. He really shouldn’t come out during the day. He looked up to see Xander was the only one in Buffy’s living room.
Xander was holding a letter in his hand and looking decidedly depressed. “What’s the matter, wanker?”
Xander looked up. “I have no idea what a wanker is, but being as you’re the one who said it-it’s probably an insult. So I have only one thing to say. You’re looking a bit pale there, Spike- why don’t you go get some sun?”
Spike made a face. “Funny, git. What have you got there?” he asked curiously, sitting next to Xander on the couch.
“A letter from my Aunt Mae. She even sent me a present?”
“Pressie? I love pressies. What is it?”
Xander held up the card. “Quilt. For my coming out party.”
Spike’s eyebrows went up. “Coming out party?”
Xander gave him a weak smile. “She thinks I’m gay.”
“Well, I thought that all along.”
“Hey, I’ve had girlfriends.” Spike just rolled his eyes. “Well, I have.”
“Yeah, okay,” the Vampire replied, unconvinced.
“Oh, shut up. Well anyway she sent me a coming out present to prove how enlightened she is about my life choice.”
“Life choice?” Spike asked, looking at the letter.
“Yeah, my life partner. You know me having a male lover and me being-ah male.”
Xander pulled out the most beautiful quilt Spike ever seen. “See. Wedding Quilt.”
The vampire touched it reverently. “It’s lovely.”
Xander nodded. “Yeah. She took a lot of time making this for me. Has all my favorite colors, too,” he said sadly.
“Well, why are you acting like someone kicked your puppy then?”
“I’m going to have to give it back.”
Xander gave him a look. “Duh-not gay. Not getting married. Much less to another guy.”
“She doesn’t know that.”
Xander gave him an outraged glare. “My family may be a bunch of kooks, but I like Aunt Mae.” His face took on a goofy look. “She’s my Great Aunt, really. Must be eighty by now. Tiny little thing. Always has her hair braided around her head like a halo.” He cleared his throat. “I can’t lie to her,” he said looking at Spike.
The vampire fingered the soft quilt. “Then can I have it?”
“We’ll you don’t want it?”
“I never said I didn’t want it. I just won’t lie to her about being gay.”
Spike gave him a mischievous smile. “Go get you a boyfriend then and it won’t be a lie.”
The reaction he got wasn’t what he was expecting. “Hmm, I could,” Xander told him speculatively. “But it’s really short notice. She get’s here for my party day after tomorrow. Which by the way, is a birthday party. I don’t know where she got the idea I was gay. Where am I gonna get a boyfriend in that short amount of time?”
Xander looked at Spike, wiggling his eyebrows. “No! No!” Spike replied, shaking his head vigorously. “And hell no.”
“Come on Spike. It’ll only be for a day or two.”
“No. I ain’t gay.”
“You dress gay,” Xander told scoffed.
“Do not,” Spike replied, looking down at his leather pants, jacket and boots. Well maybe he did. If the gay person was into leather. “Do not,” he said rather weakly.
“Come on, Spike,” Xander cajoled. “I’ll bribe you. What do you want?”
“It’s for my Aunt Mae.”
“Come on, Spike.”
“I said no, you stupid git.”
“Come on, Spike. What could I do to get you to do this?”
Spike looked out into the room, not really seeing it. “What I want you couldn’t give me.”
“Try me.” Suddenly Xander let out a yelp. While he’d been trying to talk Spike into being his boyfriend he’d been gently stroking the quilt.
He held up the forefinger of his right hand. A pin had been left in the quilt and he’d stuck himself with it. He watched Spike’s blue eyes glaze over slightly. It’d been a long time since the vampire had-had human blood.
“Y…you should put a plaster on that,” Spike told him, still watching the blood oozing from the finger avidly.
Xander looked at the vampire suddenly coming to a decision. “It’d be a shame to waste it don’t you think?”
“W…what do you mean?”
“Take it,” Xander told him offering his finger. “I want you to.”
The blond vampire eyed the dripping finger hungrily. “I…”
Spike met his eyes. “What do you want me to do if I take it? I don’t want to play your boyfriend.”
Xander smiled. “You don’t have to if you don’t want to. But I know it’s been a long time since you’ve tasted human blood without the chip in your head going off. This isn’t going to hurt either of us. You better hurry though before it clots.”
Spike moved closer. Moaning softly as the smell of sweet human blood gently caressed his starved senses. He’d gotten so tired of pig’s blood.
Delicately he reached out with his tongue lapping at it like a cat with a prized bowl of cream.
“Oh,” Xander gasped.
Spike looked up at him as his tongue gently gathered the blood, allowing it to tease his taste buds. It was so sweet. Really good. He never knew this stupid human tasted so heavenly.
Xander met Spike’s eyes, swallowing heavily. Feeling himself harden against his will. It was the most erotic sight he’d even seen in his life.
“Hmm,” Spike murmured softly, still licking the small wound, but not breaking eyes contact with the human.
“Can you make your fangs come out with out your ugly vampire face?” Spike allowed the fangs to slip free, showing Xander. “Cool. See if you can make the hole in my finger bigger without setting off the chip. I’ll try and fight off the pain.”
Turned out Xander didn’t have all that much trouble as his body found what should have been pain-pleasure. Quite a bit of pleasure if the happy thrumming his body was giving off was any indication. It wanted more.
Xander bit his lip hard, blinking his eyes as a wave of intense want went though him, leaving him breathless. He’d never felt anything like it.
The vampire continued to lick at the slightly bigger wound. Making unhappy sounds when it started to clot. He wanted more.
“Spike?” Xander tried to pull his hand free, startling slightly at the growl the vampire made. “Spike? God-damn it Spike, cut it out. Quit it. I wanna talk to you. Let go.” Xander pulled harder earning a louder growl. “LET GO.”
The vampire finally released his hand. Watching Xander pull away regretfully. “Sorry. Haven’t….”
“I know,” Xander replied in understanding. “I want to talk to you and I want you to listen to me.”
Spike nodded. “Alright.”
“I…I don’t really know how to say this.”
“Just say it.”
Xander examined the finger Spike had been licking. It was still oozing blood sluggishly. “I like what you did. It made me hard.” He gave a self-deprecating smile. “Not a good thing for a straight male to say.”
“Na. You’re not gay. Your Aunt Mae put that thought in your head, is all,” Spike replied, watching the blood oozing from the finger hungrily. He wanted it, bad.
Xander shook his head. “No. I think I’m gay for real. You licking my finger made me hard. And did you notice that your chip didn’t go off when you made the wound bigger?”
“Yeah, did notice that.”
“I like it. I shouldn’t have liked it, but I did.”
Spike frowned. “What does it mean?”
Xander looked down into his lap then up to meet the vampire’s blue eyes. “I want you.”
Spike blinked. “What?”
“I. Want. You.”
“I ain’t gay.”
Xander rolled his eyes. “Oh, please. You’re like a gazillion years old. Don’t tell me you didn’t experiment even once in all that time.”
Spike glared at him. “I’m not a gazillion years old. And there was that time with Angelus, but I was drunk at the time,” he admitted reluctantly.
Xander’s eyebrows went up. “You fooled around with Angel?”
“It was just that one time.”
Xander smiled at the uncomfortable vampire. “You are full of surprises Spike.”
Spike cleared his throat. “That don’t mean I want ta fuck you.”
“Not even for my blood?” Xander waved his still bleeding finger under the vampire’s nose.
“Ah,” Spike sniffed, letting the sweet smell of the human’s blood zing through his system.
“I think I know a way so that you can bite me without setting off the chip.”
“And I think we’ll both get something out of it.”
“Do I gotta pretend to be your boyfriend or just fuck you?” Spike asked, taking hold of the finger moving temptingly in front of his face.
“I ain’t gay.”
Xander watched the vampire’s tongue come out to once again start licking at his finger. “Yeah, you keep telling yourself that.”
“I ain’t,” Spike insisted, reopening the wound with his fangs.
“Yeah okay,” Xander replied, moaning in pleasure when he felt the pin prick. It was turning him on something fierce. He watched the vampire for a moment. “Spike? Spike? Come on pay attention,” he said, when Spike didn’t acknowledge him.
“What?” The vampire said impatiently.
“I want you to do something for me.”
Spike looked at him suspiciously. “What?”
Xander didn’t reply. He simply turned his head to the side offering the right side of his neck.
Spike looked at him stunned. The human was offering himself. It very rarely happened for a human to offer themselves to a vampire.
After a moment Xander turned to look at him. “Don’t you want to?”
“Ya. But the chip.”
“Don’t worry about the chip. I’ll handle the chip.” Spike moved closer. Sniffing the sweet scent of the human. A hand on his shoulder stopped him.
“Don’t bite me with your Halloween mask on. If you do, I’m outta here.”
The moment Spike’s fangs bit into his flesh Xander came. Shuddering violently in reaction. “Oh, God.”
Spike moved closer practically crawling into Xander’s lap when he noticed the chip wasn’t going to send screaming pain through his head.
He was practically purring as Xander’s sweet rich taste filled his hungry mouth. Tilting the willing head back against the couch he bit deeper. Feeling the human shuddering violently under him as another orgasm shook him, the smell of human seed filled the room. He pulled away slowly.
“You really like me biting you, ya?” he asked speculatively .
“What gave it away? The moaning or the mind blowing orgasms I’m having?” Xander asked shakily.
Spike chuckled as he licked at the small wounds, smiling when it sent Xander into another orgasm. “Damn, but you’re really fucking easy.”
Xander pulled Spike’s head against his neck. “No I’m not. But we better go somewhere else more private. Buffy will be back from the store anytime now.”
“Where?” Spike asked, and just for the hell of it licked at Xander’s neck. Watching the human shudder as the wet stain in front of his jeans spread.
“S…stop it. What are you trying to do, kill me?”
Spike wiggled his eyebrows. “But what a way to go, ya?”
Xander smiled at him. Running a finger down Spike’s cheek, affectionately. “Ya. I want more but not here. My place? Twenty minutes.”
Spike nodded. Watching in amusement as Xander made a dash for the door only to come back, grabbing Aunt Mae’s quilt before hurrying out the door.
Twenty minutes later found Spike deep within the human’s shuddering body. Moving at a pace that was driving Xander half mad with pleasure. A pleasure he’d never in his life felt before.
Xander spread his bent thighs wider to allow the vampire more access. He’d lost count as to how many times he’d come. It was very wet and sticky between them as Spike moved his hips, driving into him deeply.
Xander moaned softly. He wasn’t a virgin to male loving anymore. He really liked it. He thought to himself as he came again.
He never thought one lone human could have so much sperm. But there was just something about Spike gnawing on his neck. It didn’t hurt, no way in hell did it hurt. If it did Spike wouldn’t be making funny little murmuring noises. He’d be screaming in agony.
Xander caressed Spike’s back. Cupping the nicely rounded buttocks driving the vampire deeper into his body. Arching up when he came again.
“Oh, God. If I’d known this was what it was going to be like fucking a vampire I would have done this a long time ago.”
Spike growled pulling away slightly. “You fucking well better not go to anyone else, git. You’re mine. Want this done, you come to me. Got it?”
Xander urged the vampire back toward his neck impatiently. “Got it. Suck on my neck some more. I really like that.”
Spike chuckled lewdly. “You’re gonna have me suck you dry just so you can come again ain’t ya?”
“Oh, yeah. I don’t think I’ve ever had this many orgasms in one encounter in my life,” Xander replied, tangling his finger in Spike’s hair. “Suck me,” he just about pleaded, tugging him toward his neck. “Make me come some more.”
Spike resisted. “Which are you liking more? My fangs or my dick in you ass?”
“B…both. I like both. But at this point I think you could make me come with just your fangs. Come on Spike. Do me some more.”
With a happy growl Spike slid his fangs deep into the human’s neck. They were going to have to stop soon. There was a very real threat of draining the human dry. And that wouldn’t be good for either of them.
Spike liked how warm Xander was. Every where their skin met it was really warm. Not to mention how warm the body part he had shoved deep inside the human felt.
He smiled against Xander’s neck when the human came again adding more seed to the almost overwhelming amount that continued to spread between them.
Xander’s arms had come around him, pulling him close. Spike like that. No one had ever done that to him. Hold him close. Much less when he was feeding off of them.
Spike hadn’t had such a full tummy in a long time. He needed to stop. He knew he needed to stop. But it felt so good. No, he needed to stop. He could still make Xander come with just grazing his skin with his fangs.
He withdrew reluctantly, earning a sharp moan of disappointment from Xander. “I have to. I take any more and I’ll turn you. You don’t want to be like me do you?”
“No, but you feel so good. I want more.”
Spike gently caressed Xander’s sweat-soaked hair off his flushed face. “I know you do. We can do this again when you’ve had a chance to make more blood. As it is you’re going to be weak.”
Xander sighed unhappily. “Alright.” He perked up. “You can still fuck me, right?”
“What the hell do you think I’m doing right now? Playing Chutes and Ladders?” To prove his point Spike moved his hip sharply into the human. Watching Xander’s eyes close in pleasure. “Like that, wanker?”
“Oh, yeah.” Xander opened his eyes. “So Spike?”
Spike looked up from licking the Xander’s neck. “Yeah?”
“You going to be my boyfriend?”
Spike looked at him. “Maybe,” he replied, moving his hips sharply into Xander’s more than willing body. “Can I share the wedding quilt.”
Xander smiled. “I think that can be arranged. Spike?”
“Remember what you said about me going only to you when I need this?” Xander cupped Spike’s moving butt.
“We’ll you’re going to have to do the same. No more Buffy. You’re mine now. I don’t share. I find out you’re fucking someone else or you found another human to feed from I’ll so kick your ass. Do we understand one another?” Xander watched in amazement as a huge smile lit the vampire’s face.
“I never belonged to anyone before,” Spike told him with awe. “At least not someone who really wanted me.”
Xander pulled the vampire back down into his arms. “You do now. Know what else?”
Xander smiled up at Spike. Wrapping his legs around the gently moving vampire. “You are so going to like Aunt Mae. After we’re done and cleaned up, wanna cuddle under the quilt. Can’t do it right now we’ll get it a dirty. That would be disrespectful.”
“Show me your fangs.” Spike did, sending Xander into another orgasm. “Spike?”
“Hmm.” The vampire looked at the human seeing him tilt his head to the side in silent offer. “No. You’re going to have to wait at least a month.”
“No. I don’t want to turn you. I’ll do something else for you.”
“What?” Spike allowed his fangs to extend a little more. “Oh, man,” Xander replied, shuddering. “That works.”
Spike smiled, moving a little faster. “I know.”