Pairing: Spike/Xander
Rating: NC17/Slash
Spoilers: None.
Summary: The boys perform for an audience of one millions.
Notes: PWP, fluff; the purple gel-like dildo, vibrating butt plug, and white chocolate lube are the property of The Batpack. ;)
Feedback: It’s ALL about the feedback (and naked Spike)! Don’t make me beg, it’s not pretty.
Disclaimer: I don’t own these characters, just borrowing them for awhile. Everything belongs to Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, Kuzui Enterprises, Grr Argh, the WB, UPN and whomever else they really belong to, although I wouldn’t mind having a Spike of my own. Who would? The story is mine, though.
Dedication: To Tammy, my bud. Happy Birthday, pet!
Written: August 2, 2004

For Tammy


“Geez, it’s a little nippy in here,” Xander said with a slight shiver.

Spike leered at him. “Maybe she expects you to work up a sweat, luv.” He reached out and ran the pad of his thumb over one of Xander’s cold-puckered nipples.

Xander looked around nervously. “Spike, I...”

The blond moved in closer and lowered his head so he could lick the nipple. Xander gave a little moan, and Spike sucked on it, flicking the nub with his tongue. Just as Xander’s fingers started to slide through Spike’s hair, the vampire pulled away.

“Better?” he asked with a smirk.

“Oh, yeah,” Xander breathed. “I feel a lot, um, warmer now.”

Spike ran his eyes over Xander’s naked body, pausing at his penis, which had awakened and seemed to be taking an active interest in the proceedings. “I can see that,” he remarked slyly.

Xander got lost for a moment as his body reacted to the look, both remembering and longing for the vampire’s touch. He finally shook himself back to the present. “So, what, um, what are we supposed to do?” he asked. Spike waggled his eyebrows suggestively and Xander blushed. “I know that!” he said. “I meant...”

“I know what you meant, pet,” Spike said. “She said she’d leave us some toys to play with, and the rest was up to us. Whatever made us feel good. Though she did say she wanted to hear you scream.”

Xander’s eyes shot to Spike’s. “She did not!”

Spike just grinned. “Let’s find those toys, eh?”

Both men looked around the room until Spike spotted a small round table in the corner. He grasped Xander’s hand and they both walked over to check it out.

“Wh-what’s that?” Xander squeaked and pointed.

Spike picked the item up and tried to bend it. He held it up to the light. “Looks like a purple gel-like dildo,” he announced.

“It’s, well, kinda big,” Xander observed warily.

“Huh!” Spike gave him a look as he dropped the dildo back onto the table. “I’m bigger ‘n that,” he declared, reaching down and stroking himself.

Xander’s eyes followed the vampire’s hand to the hard column of flesh, red-tipped and glistening with pre-come. He moaned a little at the sight of his lover touching himself, and Spike grinned knowingly at him.

Xander tried to look unimpressed. “If you say so,” he allowed.

Spike wasn’t fooled. “‘Sides,” he went on, “I figured you’d use it on me.” Xander’s heart began to pound. “I know I can take it.” Spike wrapped the fingers of his free hand around Xander’s dick. “If I can take this big, hard cock up my ass, I can take that little ol’ thing.”

“Guh!” Xander’s head dropped back as Spike pulled on him. He suddenly realized both his hands were empty and instinctively reached for Spike. The vampire allowed Xander’s hand to replace his, and they gently wanked each other.

“Kinda thought I’d use the vibrating butt plug on you,” Spike whispered.

Xander groaned at the thought, and his fingers tightened around Spike.

“Like that idea, do you?” Spike continued, his voice low, seductive. “Gonna put you on your knees, and spread your pretty cheeks. Expose your beautiful hole, all tight, and warm, and waitin’ for me to fill it.”

“Oh, god, yeah, Spike,” Xander moaned, biting down on his lower lip.

“Then I’m gonna taste you, lick you all over until you’re beggin’, and then I’ll fuck you with my tongue. Slick you up good. And when you think you can’t take any more, I’ll use the...” He glanced at the table. “...white chocolate lube to...”

Xander’s eyes popped open in surprise and his hand slowed down. “White chocolate?”

Spike squeezed him. “Keep your mind on what you’re doing, luv,” he warned.

Xander’s hand got back to work. “S-sorry, Spike,” he said, even as he tried to look over his shoulder at the table. He finally gave up and turned back to Spike, who was staring at him with knowing eyes. “White chocolate, really?” he asked hopefully.

Spike grinned. “Gonna get you all ready, and then slide that butt plug inside you. Press it right up against your prostate and turn it on. Start low, and work up to high. Cuff your hands to the headboard so you can’t touch yourself. Watch you writhe on the bed, begging me with your eyes and mouth to touch you, bring you off.”

“Oh, god, yes, god, Spike!” Xander’s hand sped up as his legs went weak. He shuffled closer to Spike and wrapped his arm around the vampire’s shoulders to hold himself up.

Spike placed his hand on Xander’s waist and leaned in to whisper into his lover’s ear. “But I won’t, ‘cause I’ll be busy, see, shoving that dildo inside my own ass. Fuckin’ myself while I watch you tremble and sweat as you get closer and closer. But you won’t be able to come.”

“Oh, god, why not?” Spike’s hand and voice were working their magic on Xander and he was so close now.

“‘Cause I want you to come with me buried in your ass,” Spike told him.

“Oh, Spike, oh, oh...!” Xander’s whole body began to shudder as the vampire’s touch and whispered words brought him to the edge, and then he was falling, his hips bucking into Spike’s grip as he buried his face in his lover’s neck.

When his breathing and heart rate had slowed back down, Xander realized he was still holding Spike’s hard prick in his hand. He squeezed his fingers. Spike grunted. “Does it hurt?” he whispered.

“You bloody well know it does,” Spike retorted.

“In a good way, though, right?” Xander teased, still a little breathless from his orgasm.

“Xander, luv, please.” Spike shoved his hips forward.

“Wanna come, Spike?” Xander asked, letting his thumb glide over the sensitive head and then tickle at the retracted foreskin.


Xander took Spike’s mouth with his, tongues clashing, hand gliding smoothly up and down his lover’s shaft. Spike’s arms came up around him and held him tight as they kissed, his hips slowly thrusting into Xander’s hand. He pulled and stroked, changing speed and grip, drawing out the pleasure as long as he could.

He sensed the change in his lover when he knew pleasure would soon turn to pain. Xander pressed his thumb into the underside of Spike’s prick as he stroked upwards. He felt Spike shudder against him, and then he stiffened, his hips jerking as he emptied himself into Xander’s hand.

“Bleedin’...hell,” Spike said when he’d recovered enough to speak. He grabbed Xander’s head and pulled him in for a quick, rough kiss. “Love you, pet. Now get on the bed.” He turned away and then back, holding the vibrating butt plug and the white chocolate lube in his hands.

Xander’s eyes went wide and his jaw dropped. “We’re really...?”

Spike grinned. “Get on the bed, luv. On your knees for me, yeah?”

Xander scrambled for the bed.

The End

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