Festival!Verse 7
Xander sighed (again), body tense and expectant where he was nestled cozily in the V of Spike´s sprawling legs. He fidgeted his hands, and his head turned as though to speak to Spike for the fifth time in three minutes. Spike smiled to himself with secret amusement. The boy was restless tonight, and it didn´t take much imagination to conclude why that was.
Spike leaned forward and let his smile brush against the soft skin behind Xander´s ear, chuckling when the boy jolted in surprise.
"What´s got you all worked up this evenin´?" he teased in a low voice.
Xander´s ears turned pink. He turned his head just slightly, speaking to Spike quietly, under all of the fireside chatter.
A pink tongue darted out nervously to moisten the boy´s lips, and Spike fixated on it.
"I was just wondering, if you had a good talk with Faith this afternoon."
Spike suppressed a smile. "Always pleasant, chatting with her. One of my best mates, and all that."
"I mean...." Xander flushed guiltily, then promptly grew irritated with the way Spike was toying with him. Pity that the boy caught on so quick. "You know what I mean!"
Spike pled ignorance over the hissed accusation. "Was there something I was meant to ask her?"
Spike enjoyed the anger, uncertainty and confusion that flitted across the young face by turns. But then Xander deflated. "Spike."
Bugger him if that weren´t the most plaintive sound he´d ever heard. He felt like a mean–spirited little boy, pluckin´ the wings off a fly.
Spike rolled his eyes at himself, and hooked one arm over Xander´s shoulder, copping a feel as he tugged the lean body back against his own. He spoke directly into his ear. "Don´t you worry bout a thing, pet. We´re gonna take good care of you. Taught you proper so far, haven´t I?"
Spike pinched one of Xander´s nipples, letting his free hand trail lightly across Xander´s crotch. Xander tremored and swallowed, breathing erratic.
"You´d think that would get old...but...it doesn´t."
Spike smiled into dark, unkempt hair at the shaky joke. He zipped two fingers up either side of Xander´s cock, enjoying the sharp intake of breath he got in response. "Never gets old, havin´ someone play with your cock...when they´re good."
Spike slipped his hand into Xander´s baggy jeans and let his hand slide over the slick shaft with the pressure he knew Xan liked.
"Am I good, luv?" he teased. Xander made an incoherent little series of affirmations, and protested fussily when Spike´s hand slipped away.
"Mmm. Well, soon you´ll be in the hands of two experts. Lucky boy."
He grinned when Xander grew pink and shy once again.
One beer loosened Xander up a bit as the evening grew long, but Spike was pleased when the boy refused a second. Not that Spike really cared at this point–they´d established that Xander was hot for him regardless of the circumstances–but it would serve the boy well to know his limits.
Alcoholism wasn´t particularly sexy.
Of course, relaxed wasn´t really the word for what Xander was at the moment either. The boy was hard and flushed, body twitchy with all the physiological symptoms of arousal.
But how could he be otherwise, when Faith was eye–fucking the lad shamelessly over the campfire?
People were noticing the display–Faith´s blatant come–on, Xander´s heightened arousal, Spike´s heated amusement–and Spike knew they were dying to know what was going on.
He supposed they´d find out soon enough.
As Spike had known she would, Faith soon grew tired of her game and came around the circle to crawl into the boy´s lap with a devilish smile. Xander´s body tensed against Spike. He was holding his breath as she settled her slight form into his lap, rubbing friction against Xander´s jeans–the boy´s eyes grown big as saucers.
The circle hushed, conversations petering out at the new development. Everyone knew that nobody played with Spike´s boys.
Spike doubted Xander even noticed the attention fixed on them at that moment. Faith could be quite the charmer when she wanted to be, and Xander seemed mesmerized by her eyes, so close to his own. Faith, he was sure, was quite aware that all attention was on them, and was getting quite a charge out of it.
Spike and Faith were too much alike for their own good, really.
"Hey, gorgeous." Her fingers toyed with the loose, shaggy ends of the boy´s hair, wrists resting with familiarity on his shoulders.
"Hey."
Poor sod could barely speak.
Then suddenly Faith threw her weight forward, attacking Xander´s mouth, and they were snogging, oblivious to the round eyes of the others. Angel´s eyebrows were lifted in question when he caught Spike´s eye. Spike smirked and threw him a wink.
Faith´s small hands were buried in Xander´s hair, using gentle pressure to position his head as she wanted it. Xander´s hands came to rest, with uncertainty, on Faith´s hips, and he began to kiss her back eagerly.
Faith pulled her mouth away a hairsbreadth, then leaned in to speak privately against Xander´s ear, mouth brushing the rim. "Nice. But next time, not quite so hard as you´d kiss a guy, slick. Gotta be a little softer with a woman."
Xander blushed, looking flummoxed. "Sorry. I don´t know...."
It was a gentle suggestion, for Faith, but Xander looked so embarrassed that Spike nearly intervened. Before he had the chance, Faith winked. "Hey, no worries. Gettin´ off on the idea of teaching you a thing or two....breakin´ you in."
Xander´s breath hitched and then he leaned forward eagerly, taking Faith´s mouth with concentrated softness. He restrained himself, but gave his excitement away with the impatience with which his hands clutched at Faith´s body. Faith purred her approval at the improvement.
Despite his newfound confidence, Xander squeaked when Faith clamped an iron grip on his erection, pumping it right through the jean fabric. Xander pulled away to catch his breath, and Faith latched her lips onto his neck, determined to keep him flushed and off–balance.
"Oh God...." Xander´s skin goosepimpled when Spike stroked one hand low across the boy´s belly as Faith continued to work him through his pants. Xander´s breathing was fast and irregular, and Spike almost felt sorry for the kid. Almost. But not really.
"Nice," Faith assessed appreciatively, licking along the junction of the boy´s neck. "What do you say we go somewhere and get right down to business, Xander?"
Color high, the boy nodded eagerly. Spike smirked as he followed them back to his own tent, smugly aware of all the eyes that followed them there.
They were no sooner in the tent than Faith was back in Xander´s lap, now unbuttoning his pants and wrapping a small, soft hand around the boy´s cock. Xander cried out quietly, eyelashes fluttering against his heated cheeks, mouth gaping, because Spike could see that Faith´s grip meant business.
They looked good together. Spike stroked a lazy hand over himself.
Faith smiled at Xander´s reaction. "So I know what they say about getting head from another guy, but I have it on pretty good authority that I could pay the rent with my mouth alone, if it ever came down to that."
Spike nearly laughed when Xander´s eyes shot open. She certainly had his attention.
Faith grinned smugly. "Want me to suck you off, Xander?"
Xander´s hips bucked up towards Faith´s fist at the idea. "God...but...."
"Oh, I´m gonna fuck you–hell yeah, I am. But I´ve always been a have my cake and...eat it, too...kind of girl."
The expression on Xan´s face was downright comical. Spike enjoyed the way Xander´s unfocused eyes sought out his own plaintively, as if he could expect assistance from that quarter.
Spike had the feeling Xander would be just fine.
Still, he came up behind the boy, supporting his weight when Faith pushed him back and slid her lips over the head of his cock in a tight ring, causing Xander to flail in his arms. She did give great head; Spike could vouch for that. He and Angel had met Faith first of the bunch, before she´d introduced them to Lindsey and Oz and the rest. Truth to tell, she´d given Spike the first proper suck–job he´d ever had from a woman, and he´d been madly in lust with her for all of three weeks, before they´d fallen into a solid, easy friendship.
Angel had made fun of Spike for months for the moon–eyes he´d given her in the early days, but he´d gotten plenty of pot–shots at the bastard over the way he let that crazy bint Darla put a spell on his cock, so it all broke even.
Anyway, Spike knew how good she was, and she was in the process of ruining Xander for life for every other woman. Faith sucked cock like a man, not afraid to be rough. God knew she wasn´t shy, and Spike was certain that somewhere out there was a gay man who still told his mates about the girl that grilled him for advice on how men gave head.
Or who practiced on him till she got it right. Never knew, with Faith.
Xander was breathing hard, one hand kneading at the material of Spike´s pant leg. Spike turned Xander´s head and toyed with his mouth softly. Faith was holding Xander right on the edge of coming, the evil bint, and he panted distractedly against Spike´s lips, preoccupied with his cock. His hands were too polite to tangle in Faith´s hair and pull, as they were wont to do, so Spike guided one to the nape of his own neck. Xander´s fingers curled needily into Spike´s hair, tugging, and Spike moaned, biting the boy´s lip.
Xander´s hips started to pulse forward erratically, and he broke contact with Spike´s mouth in order to look down at Faith, who was torturing him to the point of desperation.
Spike nipped at his neck. "That´s it, pet, come for us. Wanna see you come in her mouth–"
Xander pulled hard on Spike´s hair as he came with a hot little whimper, until he collapsed finally back against Spike. He smelled like sweat and musk, and Spike chewed on his ear, enjoying the feeling of the warm boy against him.
Xander didn´t move. Just stared dazedly at the wall of the tent, looking blissful.
Faith crawled up half into Spike´s lap and looked at Xander with concern. "I didn´t break him, did I?"
"Nah, give ´im a few and he´ll come around." Spike nudged at Xander´s dead weight. "You´re right as rain, aren´t you, luv?"
Xander mumbled something and allowed himself to be shuffled off Spike´s lap.
Spike smiled wryly at Faith, pulling her in for a kiss. "Still got the touch, luv. Can´t blame the boy."
"Damn straight, I´ve still got my touch. Knocked you right on your ass, if I remember correctly." She grinned at him.
Spike smiled warmly at her, feeling a bit nostalgic, and kissed her the way he knew she really liked. Took control from her and made it a little rough at the start...gave her a little tenderness at the end that Faith could never admit to anyone else that she needed.
If ever he were meant to settle down with some girl, he fancied she´d be the one–but neither of them were the settling kind, and that was the whole point, wasn´t it?
"I´m sure we can find a way to pass the time till the boy pieces his noggin back together, eh luv?"
Faith arched an eyebrow at him. "Get naked and we can find plenty."
They undressed each other quickly, teasing here and there, playing at one another´s weaknesses as only long–time lovers can. Spike always enjoyed teasing Faith. Knocking her down a notch from want–take–have.
Spike slipped between Faith´s legs and teased around her attempts to draw his mouth between her legs. She sighed and rolled her hips enticingly, while Spike pretended to be oblivious, nibbling at her inner thigh.
"Spike. Quit being a cocktease."
"Mmm. Is that what this is?" Spike smirked, eyes on hers as he slid a few inches to the left to stroke his tongue around her clit, laving it in a circular pattern. She moaned and rolled her body into the grip he had on her hips. "I´ve been callin´ it somethin´ else this whole time. How pathetic. ´M not fit to lick your bootstraps, much less–"
Spike made to pull away in shame, but laughed when Faith gripped his hair by the roots and prevented him from leaving. Xander stirred to his left, rolling onto his side for a better view.
Faith scowled. "You´re pissin´ me off. If you don´t quit fucking around and suck me off, I´m gonna–"
Spike shut her up by closing his mouth over her clit and sucking hard, flicking it with his tongue until she was moaning throatily. Faith heated up quickly, rocking against his face, one hand tangled in her own hair and a good grip on Spike´s with the other. Had such a filthy mouth when she was horny, this one–and it excited Xander, Spike noticed.
Faith´s hips were working faster when Spike began to fuck her with his fingers. She must have been just on the verge, or experiencing those first shimmers, when Spike suddenly pulled back all contact and sat up.
"Think Xan here should have a go at this. Want to, Xander?"
Xander´s eyes were huge with disbelief as Spike smiled messily at him, laughing when he was tackled backwards by an irate Faith. She pinned him, straddling his hips with a hand to his throat.
"You are such a little shit."
"What?" He blinked up at her innocently, licking his lips with eyes that challenged her laughingly. Faith sighed in disgust and climbed off him, crawling over to Xander.
"Don´t you ever be an asshole like that. It´s not cute."
Spike grinned unrepentantly as Xander nodded. The boy would probably agree to anything right now, to get some tail.
Faith removed the boy´s clothing with soft hands, and pulled him over top of her so that Xander could practice some of his new girl–kissing technique. Their mouths were soft on each other as Faith twined her arms around his shoulders, and Xander looked almost reverent when Faith wrapped one leg around his hips and slid wetly against his cock. He gave a soft sigh and started to roll his own hips against her, hands gentle on her body, holding her carefully. They were beautiful, the way they moved together. Faith usually wanted hardfastnow, but her face was heavy with lust.
Spike had a feeling he didn´t have to worry about Xander´s future with women one bit. Bloody hell.
Faith turned her head to speak, a little breathless. "Tell you what, slick. Lesson in oral sex is gonna have to wait, cause I want this pretty cock inside me. Right now." Xander ducked his head, his smile huge and pleased and a little bashful.
Women were gonna fall all over themselves for this kid, and he had no clue.
Spike grabbed a condom and shuffled closer. "Sit up, pet. Gotta get you gloved up."
Xander had barely rocked back onto his heels when Spike pulled him in gruffly by the back of the neck and kissed him so roughly it was probably going to bruise that pretty mouth a bit. The boy made a noise in his throat and melted into the manhandling. Spike moaned and broke the kiss, nuzzling over to nibble at the flesh of Xander´s neck. When he rolled the condom onto the boy´s cock with a tight fist, Xander panted and thrust up into his hand.
Xander´s eyes were still locked on his when Spike pulled away and sat back. Spike smirked, pleased with himself, and gestured to Faith. "Go on then. Don´t let me stop you."
Faith rolled her eyes at him.
Faith´s body cupped Xander´s, a hand stroking down his nervous shoulders, and they were kissing when he slid into her body. Xander stilled for a moment, eyes squeezed shut, biting his lip for a little self–control.
They rocked together gently at first, Faith ceding control to Xander in honor of the occasion. Before long, Xander pushed himself up on his hands and started to roll into her body, harder and faster. His face was intense and serious, and Faith looked pleased as all hell at the way his cock was angling to drag over her clit with each stroke. It was a happy accident...and she let the boy know about it with every stroke.
Xander was breathing fast when he hitched Faith´s legs higher against her rib cage and upped his tempo. Faith swore and pulled his hair with a firm grip, and Spike knew that the lucky git had accidentally found her g–spot.
Spike felt oddly puffed up and proud.
Faith was crying out now in time with Xander´s thrusts, and the boy´s mouth gaped in pleasure. He looked a little shocked that Faith was enjoying herself...quite that much. Both of them were slick with sweat, radiating enough body heat that the tent was warmer as well.
That had to be the reason why Spike was so damn warm.
Then again, maybe it was the way Xander´s arse was clenching with effort in a way that drew Spike´s eye in and wouldn´t let go.
When Spike´s finger slid with slick familiarity into Xander´s hole, Xander shouted hoarsely and stuttered to a halt. Faith´s confusion quickly gave way to amusement when Spike winked at her, still probing and stretching the boy´s body.
"Something the matter, pet? Why´d you stop?"
Xander´s body convulsed as Spike´s fingers prodded his prostate. He was panting, forehead pressed against Faith´s shoulder as he thrust shallowly between Spike and Faith, muttering something that Faith seemed to find funny. Her hands soothed over Xander´s upper body.
"Told you he was a bastard," she remarked.
But Xander didn´t seem to think too badly of him when Spike thrust into his tight hole, teeth nipping at the back of the boy´s salty neck. Spike snapped his hips forward in a spaced rhythm, deliberately, and Xander grunted under the force of it. He looked as if he were trying desperately not to blow his load.
Spike shared a look with Faith over the boy´s shoulder. H toyed with Xander´s ear between his teeth, grinning when he whimpered.
"You know, pet, it´s rude not to thank someone who´s doin´ something nice for you. If you don´t use your manners, I might be offended by your ingratitude and stop. Wouldn´t want that, would you?" Spike rammed his hips forward, driving Xander into Faith, and a sound issued forth from Xander´s throat that was either wrenching agony or eternal gratitude.
Spike interpreted it liberally. "Good enough. Mind not to just lie there, or Faith will get cranky."
Spike pounded into Xander then, hands tight on the boy´s hips, teeth scraping roughly over the pretty, tanned muscles of his shoulders that bunched when Xander pushed himself up to kiss Faith as he was fucked into her. Faith was moaning and cursing and fucking herself onto Xander´s cock.
Spike breathed hot into Xander´s ear. "She loves it when you play with her pretty tits. Use your teeth."
Shuddering at the order, Xander supported Faith´s rib cage and dipped his head to close his mouth over one nipple, hand clumsy and excited on the other. Faith´s color was high, and Spike extended his neck to kiss her hard and fast, angle too awkward for much more. His hand slid under Xander to stroke her over–stimulated clit, until her body was bucking beneath them.
Xander was the first to go. And well...good on him for lasting this long, actually. The boy stiffened with a tight–throated "Fuck!" and cried out prettily when Spike started slamming into his sensitive body harder, using him to bring Faith closer, thumb working her frantically because he could tell she was close to getting off. Finally she froze, arched upward, hips involuntarily humping his hand, and with a few more thrusts into Xander´s overused body, Spike let himself go.
They were hot and sticky, but too fucking tired to do anything about it. Spike rolled off Xander, taking the boy with him so that he wouldn´t crush Faith, and tossed both of their condoms in a corner.
They were going to need a shower in the morning. Badly.
Spike found it sort of endearing the way Xander was curled sleepily into Faith, whose face was soft with unconsciousness. He nudged one knee between the boy´s legs and tugged Xander back against his body, so that all three of them were wrapped around one another. He was content, in the afterglow, and followed them easily into unconsciousness.
