Embraced 3
Xander surprised himself by running all the way home. Whether it was the fear of running into any more vampires or the fear of further humiliation by Spike, he didn´t know. Slamming the door behind him and throwing himself on the bed, the dark haired boy pulled a pillow over his head. His brown eyes filled with hot tears and a lump settled itself at the back of his throat.
Curling himself into a ball Xander hugged himself and the pillow tightly, the tears pricking his eyes. He winced in pain and a blossoming wave of fiery pain slowly spread from the cruel gash on his chest. The boy could feel a fresh spurt of warm blood spew from the wound, but he didn´t care... what did it matter anyway?
Surely there could be no more nastiness... hadn´t he been hurt enough for one day? The sound of the basement door opening and the prospect of being found blubbing like a child signalled *Not*. Pushing his burning face further into the pillow´s depths he sighed.
"Whoever you are, just *go away*... I´m not in the mood." he mumbled.
The unexpected guest nervously cleared his throat.
"Uh... Ummm... Xander?"
Xander´s eyes snapped open beneath the pillow and a wave of exhilaration swept over him.... quickly followed by a splash of trepidation. Had Spike come here to yell at him again... to hurt him even? The slightly reddened and worried eyes of the dark haired boy appeared over the rim of the pillow. He eyed the vampire suspiciously before speaking again, angry at himself for the tremble in his voice.
"Oh... Spike. What a pleasant surprise. You remember something you didn´t get the chance to yell at me earlier? Or are you here to break my legs for daring to help the meanest, baddest vampire in Sunnydale, ummm?"
The vampire grinned. Yup, this boy had spunk. Casually he draped himself over Xander´s saggy couch and grimaced as his recently beaten body protested in pain. Patting his pockets in search of a cigarette Spike studied the dark haired boy from under raised eyebrows. He sniggered.
"Yeah... what was it now... Oh yeah...´I´ve got a stake and I´m not afraid to use it´... fuck me Xan, where the bloody hell did you drag that out from?"
Xander gulped. There is was again... Xan. Oh gods. Alright... let´s not get all googly about one little word. The boy blushed and grinned shyly. Spike reached into one of his pockets and retrieved Xander´s stake. Eyeing it with disgust, he threw it at the boy.
"Spike! You found Spike! I thought it was a goner... oh..." Xander´s words stuck in his throat as he saw the expression on the blonde´s face change from mild amusement to one of complete shock. Blushing even harder now the boy mumbled "Ok... thanks... I´ll just put this over here... hmmmm." Xander cleared his throat and averted his gaze from the surprised vamps.
Spike didn´t know whether to laugh or cry – the whelp had named his *stake* after him – stake... ya know, that *thing* that´s used to kill vampires... of which he was one. Christ, if things got anymore ironic then they´d pretty much be... ironic, I suppose. Still, the whelp was all embarrassed now and damn if he didn´t look incredibly cute with his blushing and his bright eyes and his full, soft mouth curved in a shy smile. A jolt of electricity seemed to centre itself at the vampire´s groin and he shifted uncomfortably in the seat.
Spike sniffed nonchalantly and the sweet, heady scent of fresh blood wafted into his nostrils. He frowned, his blue eyes searching for it´s source. His sense of smell quickly pointed to Xander and Spike remembered that the boy had been hurt in the affray.
Rising from his seat, the blonde put out his cigarette and prowled towards the bed where Xander was still sitting hugging his pillow. The vamp noted with amusement the boy´s eyes widen as he approached, his face unsure of whether or not Spike was going to hit him or hump him... given a choice Spike was pretty sure that the answer would be ´hump´.
Xander sat frozen on the edge of the bed which shifted slightly as the vampire sat down beside him. He had never really been in such close proximity to Spike before and he marvelled at the vampire´s smooth, alabaster skin which was marred only by the nasty wound inflicted by their assailants, and his piercing ice–blue eyes. Xander´s hand itched to stroke that cool cheek and the boy hastily moistened his trembling lips as his heart began to pound and his breath quickened.
Spike´s hand slowly reached out towards Xander and the boy whimpered. The vampire´s thin eyebrows rose and he laughed, not unkindly.
"Settle down luv, I´m not gonna hurt you. I just wanna have a look at that wound... could need a stitch or two... and you gotta get it cleaned..."
The blonde´s eyes narrowed in concentration as he gently lifted the trembling boy´s ripped t–shirt. Frowning, he gripped the shirt tightly in both hands and tore it in two, pulling the pieces gently away from Xander´s chest.
Xander squealed, as much in surprise as in indignation. "Hey... favourite shirt there bud!"
Spike tutted and glanced up at him from beneath knotted eyebrows. "Bloody hell Xan, I think the shirt was pretty much sliced and diced anyhow! Besides... it wasn´t *that* nice..." He continued with his inspection of the nasty and still bleeding gash before adding quietly "Anyhow... your red one looks a lot better on you."
Xander´s mouth fell open and once again his heart did that funky little beat, but before he could even think about speaking, the vampire sat back with an unneeded sigh and wiped his hands on a piece of the tattered shirt.
"Well, it´s deep and it needs cleaned, but I think you´ll live." Spike arose from the bed and helped Xander to his feet. "You really should wash that out with some disinfectant or something... demons can carry all sorts of nasty germs and such..."
The blonde vampire´s voice trailed away as he stood face to face with Xander and found himself up close and personal with those melting brown eyes and sensuous lips. Spike could feel the boy´s warm breath caress his cool cheek and smell that special, heady scent that only Xander seemed to have. Oh bloody hell... how he just wanted to lose himself in those eyes, those lips...
Suddenly, as if in slow motion, Spike saw the boy´s hand reach up and gently touch his wounded cheek. The vampire drew in a ragged un–needed breath and he wanted to grab the hand and slide one of Xander´s long, warm fingers into his mouth... wanted to taste him, to arouse him – ohhhhhh bloody hell, he just wanted to fuck him long and hard. Before he could move a muscle Xander spoke.
"Wow... that´s incredible!" The dark haired boy´s eyes widened in surprise.
Spike´s eyes narrowed in confusion. "What? What´s incredible?"
"Your face... you had a big gash on your face, I saw it... but it´s nearly healed! How the hell did you do that? There won´t even be a scar!" Xander´s fingers gently probed the vampire´s rapidly healing wound in wonder.
"Owwww... Xan... bloody hell pet, it still hurts like a bitch!" The vampire grumbled, gently gripping Xander´s hand. "Anyhow it´s no mystery – it´s a vampire thing, we heal really quickly. Now if I licked it it would heal even quicker... powerful stuff vampire spit."
Xander laughed "Hey, don´t knock it bud! I could do with some of that right about now..."
Spike smirked "What, you want me to lick it for you, is that it pet?" he leered.
Xander´s treacherous mouth let him down again – before he had a chance to think he heard himself answering in a husky, lust laden voice.
"Ohhhh yeah... I´d like that..." A moist, pink tongue slid sensuously across his full lips and the boy felt frozen in time, tension gripping his body tightly. Treacherous mouth was joined by treacherous body as Xander felt himself begin to go hard, and his breath caught in his throat as he saw Spike´s eyes darken with desire.
The vampire´s blue eyes transfixed Xander´s as he raised the still captured hand belonging to the boy to his lips and slowly slid the middle digit into his cool mouth. Xander gasped at the sudden wetness and suction and he could all too easily imagine that suction action on other parts of his body. Spike swirled his tongue around the tip of the boy´s finger before sliding it nearly all the way out and running it slowly across his lips.
Xander whimpered and began to breath heavily, his brown eyes heavy with lust. Lips parted and his breath came in little jagged gasps. His cock twitched beneath his trousers and he felt like he was gonna explode at any second as he watched, mesmerised by the sight of his finger teasing the vampire´s mouth.
Spike stepped closer to Xander until they were practically touching, his eyes never leaving the boy´s face. Then the blonde leaned in close until their noses were touching slightly and Xander could feel cool breath on his fiery cheek as the vampire whispered hoarsely, his lips tickling the boy´ cheek.
"Fuck, Xan... I wanna lick you all over... bottom to top" The vampire backed up his words by slowly sliding his tongue along the trembling boy´s jawline all the way up to his earlobe which he drew into his mouth and sucked gently.
The blonde´s tongue soon found it´s way into Xander´s ear and probed wetly eliciting a moan from the boy. Withdrawing his tongue, Spike rubbed his cheek against Xander´s enjoying the scrape of stubble that was growing there against his uninjured cheek; the vampire closed his eyes and inhaled deeply, the musky desire–filled odour from the boy filling his senses... damn, but this boy was hot. Spike felt his growing erection brush against Xander´s already hard member and he ground against the boy gently, growling softly.
Xander gasped and his hips bucked automatically towards Spike, his hands grabbing the slim vampire´s hips and pulling him closer. Spike chuckled softly and drew his head back slightly, wanting to look at the whelp´s face; to look in his eyes and see raw desire for the vampire reflected there. The boy was flushed and his lips were full, ready to be plundered. So close that his lips brushed Xander´s with every word, Spike asked the question that had fired the boy´s every desire for weeks...
"Xan... do you want me pet?"
With a choked sob Xander managed to croak softly "Fuck yes... please Spike, please... please..."
The boy´s pleas were silenced by cool lips pressing onto his. Xander closed his eyes and a lone tear coursed it´s way down his cheek... gods, he had wanted this for *so long*... needed, yearned, wept for it. Inwardly sighing, the boy gave himself up to sensation and relaxed into the vampire´s embrace as Spike´s arm encircled him, and he felt the vampire´s other hand wander to the back of his neck where cool fingers curled and uncurled in his hair.
Spike´s mouth descended on the boy´s, moving against the velvety softness insistently. The vampire felt the boy relax in his arms and he parted his lips allowing his tongue to probe a path through Xander´s lips. The boy´s lips parted eagerly and Spike moaned deep in his throat at the sensation of his cool tongue suddenly finding itself in the hot wetness of Xander´s mouth, and being probed and teased by Xander´s equally hot tongue.
The kiss deepened and their tongues fought lazily, probing, darting, sneaking out to tease lips. Xander whimpered and his breath came in ragged gasps as Spike teased him with butterfly soft kisses and gently nipped his bottom lip with his teeth. The boy´s head swam and he weaved unsteadily in the vampire´s arms.
"C´mon pet... let´s get you to bed" Spike whispered, leading the boy firmly towards the bed and setting him gently down.
Xander watched as the vampire shrugged off his duster and unlaced his boots, kicking them into the corner. Slowly, Spike slid off his black t–shirt and let it fall to the floor before his hands wandered lazily down his own body to the zip of his jeans. His blue eyes never leaving Xander´s face Spike slowly opened the button and pulled down the zipper, his hand slipping over his navel and below his jeans to the large obvious erection beneath. The vampire´s eyes closed briefly and his lips parted in a moan; Xander nearly swallowed his tongue as he watched Spike´s hand move up and down slowly beneath his jeans caressing his hard cock.
Opening his eyes Spike´s gaze found the boy´s and he whispered "Do you wanna touch me, Xan?"
Xander´s own erection pleaded to be set free, pleaded for those cool fingers to encircle it, pump it, make it cum. The boy reached out silently and pulled the vampire towards him. His mouth was now flush with the vampire´s busy hand which Xander reached out and gently pulled free from the restricting jeans. As if in a dream, Xander watched himself pull the jeans down over the impossibly slim hips and wasn´t really surprised to note that Spike went commando – no boxers, no nothing... it was painfully erotic.
Xander gazed in wonder at the long, hard shaft jutting from the vampire´s body – he had never been this close to a naked man before although he had envisionaged this scene with Spike a hundred times before in his head. Slowly, he ran a nervous finger along Spike´s shaft from root to tip, gathering a small drop of pre–cum on the edge of his finger, confidence growing as the vampire moaned and trembled. Staring directly into Spike´s heavy–lidded eyes Xander brought the finger to his lips and touched it with his tongue.
Spike whimpered.
Bolder now, the boy gently gripped the vampire´s cock at the base and slowly, cautiously lowered his mouth towards it. He stroked his cheek along it´s firm length, marvelling at the silky softness of the skin and the smoothness of the bulbous head. Xander´s tongue snaked out and swirled around the tip, probing into the little dip in the centre and tasting the slightly salty clear fluid that oozed from it.
Spike hissed "Ahhhhh... that´s nice pet..."
Smiling, Xander placed his lips at the tip of Spike´s twitching cock and slowly slid the hard, cool length into his mouth. Sucking gently, his hand moved at the base pumping slowly, oh so slowly and the boy´s tongue caressed the sensitive underside and head of the vampire´s cock. Spike´s hands gripped the boy´s head and he had to fight to stop himself from plunging into Xander´s mouth and thrusting into that hot, sticky wetness until he came. The vampire watched, panting now, as the boy´s head bobbed up and down on his cock; his balls tightened and knowing that he wouldn´t last much longer, he gently pushed Xander´s head away.
Xander looked up, confused... what was wrong, wasn´t he doing it right? Knowing how insecure the whelp was and guessing what was on his mind Spike laughed nervously,
"Christ, Xander... steady on pet or I´m gonna pop right here and now." The blonde sat down on the bed beside the boy and took him in his arms, showering him with frantic kisses. "Bloody hell... you´re so fucking hot..."
The pair collapsed onto the bed and Spike rolled on top of the boy, pinning his arms above his head with one powerful hand. Xander´s brown eyes stared up at him nervously and with a chuckle the vampire lowered his head and allowed his mouth to plunder the boy´s body.
Tongue sweeping down the boy´s neck and chest, Spike found Xander´s nipples. He licked and nibbled the buds into hardness, alternating between the two while Xander moaned and fidgeted beneath him, grinding his pelvis against the vampire desperately trying to find some friction.
Just below his breastbone the long, jagged gash sat out in harsh relief against the smooth skin and the vampire gently began licking it clean. Xander hissed in pain and Spike slid one hand down to the crotch of the boy´s jeans finding the hard length beneath. The blonde pulled down the zipper and slipped his cool hand beneath the boy´s boxer shorts to cup his hot erection, pumping it slowly as he continued licking the wound. It would still cause the boy considerable pain, but at least now Spike was doing something else to keep his mind of it!
Xander lay beneath the vampire in a cloud of pain and ecstasy – he could barely tell the difference between which sensation was pain and which pleasure; the two merged to create a feeling that he had never even dreamed of, and the boy guessed that being drained by the vampire whilst making love would feel pretty similar... the idea was strangely compelling.
Just whenever Xander was becoming accustomed to the pain it was gone... only to be replaced by even more pleasure. The boy tilted his head to watch the blonde vampire´s mouth travel further down his body and he obediently lifted his hips to allow Spike to slide his jeans and boxers completely off. New sensations flooded his body; the feeling of the vampire´s cool, smooth skin against his warm nakedness made him want to scream for more, and he longed for the vampire to be closer, inside him, filling him with his coolness.
Once again as if reading Xander´s mind, Spike wet a finger thoroughly with saliva and gently probed between the boy´s legs. Xander gasped and his back arched as Spike slowly and carefully inched the finger past the ring of muscle and inside him. The boy could feel his muscles reflexively grip the vampire´s finger and a burning, slightly painful sensation flooded his body.
Spike was achingly gentle – he knew that this was the boy´s first encounter of this sort and he didn´t want to hurt or frighten him... best to take it slowly, although all he wanted to do was replace his finger with his cock and fuck the boy into the mattress. The slowness of their lovemaking was maddening and exciting beyond anything the vampire had ever experienced and he knew just how easy it would be to become addicted to this brown–eyed boy and his tight, young body.
The vampire slid further down Xander´s body and put his talented mouth to work on the boy´s rigid cock; he knew the boy wouldn´t last long and he wanted it to be memorable. After a few minutes of agonising teasing with his tongue, the vampire´s mouth engulfed the boy, sucking hard. Xander moaned with every bob of the blonde´s head and his hips bucked upwards towards the vampire. Spike knew instinctively that the boy´s orgasm was near and he crooked his finger inside the boy, nudging his prostrate as he simultaneously deep–throated him.
Xander´s mind and body exploded in a haze of pure pleasure; the boy shouted out Spike´s name again and again as the orgasm ripped through him.
"Ahhhhh... Fuck... Spike... don´t stop... don´t stop..." The boy arched his back one final time as he exploded in the vampire´s mouth and then his exhausted body flopped back onto the bed, lungs hitching in great gasps of air and his heart beating wildly. Xander lay, shocked by the enormity of the orgasm he had just experienced; nothing he had ever had with any girl *ever* was even close to this... this was... this was...
"Incredible... incredible... oh gods... incredible" Xander murmured again and again like a mantra.
The blonde vampire studied the boy, amused. It was gratifying to see Xander let himself go like that and the vampire was more than sure that it was the singular most intense sexual experience of the young man´s life to date. Spike intended to make sure that the boy had many, many more with him... he wasn´t letting Xander go, not after this. Sliding up the bed Spike lay down beside the boy and held him close, his own forgotten erection digging into the boy´s side.
"Was that nice then?" the vampire asked innocently, smiling warmly.
Xander gathered the vampire in his arms and sighed contentedly, snuggling against him and covering Spike´s neck in kisses.
"Incredible, just incredible..." the boy murmured.
Spike chuckled, "Yeah... you said that already once or twice."
"But it was..." Xander protested and then suddenly realised that there was still something cool and hard nestled between their bodies. Moving his hands slowly down Spike´s body, Xander stroked the blonde´s erection and smiled as the vampire moaned and arched his body towards him.
Xander pushed Spike back onto the bed and tongued his way down the vampire´s body slowly, taking time to lavish attention on the vampire´s hard, erect nipples; it was obviously a hot–zone on the blonde´s body Xander pondered as he bit and nibbled, judging by the moans of encouragement issuing from the vampire.
Xander´s tongue made it´s way to the rigid erection and the vampire growled and shouted his name as the boy practically deep–throated Spike, struggling hard to take the cool cock as far into his throat as he could in his determination to make Spike scream with pleasure.
The vampire, in game face now, writhed and growled beneath Xander, strong hands gripping the dark silky hair of the boy, hips thrusting upwards as he urged the boy to take him deeper, to suck him harder.
It was then as the vampire´s orgasm was clearly imminent, that Xander wondered what to do next; did he spit the cum out or swallow it... oh gods... what if it tasted *really bad* and he *had* to spit it out, would Spike be offended? The vampire saved him the trouble of having to think about it much longer by coming in his mouth with a roar, his bucking hips nearly dislodging Xander.
Spike´s cold seed spurted into Xander´s mouth and hit the back of his throat; the boy swallowed instinctively, the sticky fluid disappearing, surprised and delighted that it wasn´t as bad as he thought it was gonna be and that he hadn´t embarrassed himself by throwing up.
Spike´s steely grip on Xander´s hair let up and the vampire lay trembling beneath him. Xander moved up the bed to lie alongside Spike and watched with interest as the vampire´s face slowly morphed back to it´s human form. Even in demon face Spike was sexual, magnetic, his golden eyes fierce and dangerous and his mouth holding the promise of agonising death or dark re–birth. Xander found himself wanting that mouth to be on him, on his neck... he longed to feel the needle sharp fangs enter him, to feel Spike´s lips suckling...
The vampire studied the boy quietly; just what was going on in that head of his now? His eyes widened as Xander´s fingers gently touched his fangs just before they disappeared back into his gums and he saw the look of longing in the boy´s eyes. Spike swallowed hard. He had to admit, Xander gave a pretty mean blow job, but even if he was the best shag in the world, nothing could replace the blood–play, the feeding... nothing.
"If it wasn´t for this bloody chip..." the vampire whispered hoarsely, emotion flooding him.
"Shhhhh, I know, I know... We´ll find a way around it Spike, I promise." Xander whispered back, kissing his vampire lover tenderly on the lips.
Spike stared at Xander, his blue eyes still ringed with gold. "You... you *want* me to feed from you? Have you any idea what that would mean for you Xan?"
Xander thought for a moment. "No... not really. I know it would hurt, but so does getting shagged up the ass and I want that more than anything!" the boy laughed. "Even so... I *want* you to have my blood, I want you to have me... I´m yours Spike. I wanna *belong* to you."
The dark–haired boy ended by embracing the blonde, snuggling against him like a big pussycat. Spike swallowed hard again – this was too much to have hoped for... it was like a dream. The vampire half expected to be rudely awakened by an irate Watcher wanting to re–claim his bathtub. Hugging the boy close to him the vampire smiled.
"Don´t worry Xan, you do pet, you do." Spike whispered "You´re mine now... mine for good."
