Pulling and pushing at each other’s clothes, they wrestled around on the bed till they were both naked, ending with Spike on top, straddling Xander, their cocks pushing together with every movement.
“Oh, god,” Spike groaned, “missed this…more…”
Xander was only too happy to comply, scrabbling for the lube, flipping them over, fingers inside Spike, and god, he was just as tight as Xander remembered.
Sliding into him was like a revelation. The good kind, with the shiny clicking sound, not the oh-my-god-so-that’s-what-that-occult-symbol-means kind.