Skinner was driving, Scully next to him in the front seat. Mulder was in the back with Krycek, attempting to grill the man.

"Did you kill my father? You did, didn't you? Why?"

Krycek stared at him blankly, then snickered. "Your eyes spark all pretty when you're angry."

"Answer me!"

"I always liked your ass. Very fuckable. Can I fuck you?"

"What!? No! Tell me about my father! And Scully's sister. And the Consortium. Tell me about the Smoking Man!"

"I bet you'd be so tight around me. I'd love to have my dick up your ass. Don't like you much, but you're probably a real good fuck."

Mulder snarled, pounding his fist into the back of the seat. "Shut up!"

Scully twisted in her seat, flashing Mulder a wry smile. "Well, looks like he'll tell the truth, but he seems to be stuck on one topic. I think he's got an obsession with sex. Although I would have never pegged him as being gay."

"Not gay. I'm an equal opportunity employer." He licked his lips as he stared at Scully now. "Wouldn't mind fucking you, either. Pretty pink lips. They'd look nice stretched around my cock." He tilted his head curiously. "Ever given head? Bet you're good at it. The little ones always are."

Scully snarled, spinning back around to stare grimly out the front window. Mulder just slouched down in resignation, upset at being thwarted.

Krycek leaned forward, nudging Skinner with his shoulder. "Hey, Wally. Gotta turn here. Almost home now." He stared out the window avidly as a dilapidated warehouse came into view. "We're here, we're here!"

The four exited the car, staring at the building. Eagerly, Krycek bounded forward, stopped only by Skinner latching onto his arm. "C'mon! Maybe they'll be fucking and we can watch!" He pulled the AD with him as he headed for a side door.

Scully glared at Mulder as he passed her. "I *told* you we shouldn't have given him that stuff. Who knows how long he'll keep this up!"

"Hey, it got us here, didn't it? We'll catch the bad guys, and go home to a well-deserved rest."

She watched as he followed the others, trailing after him. To herself, she muttered, "I have a *very* bad feeling about this."

Krycek shushed them, leading them through the warehouse. He tiptoed toward a room, pointing energetically at the door. The agents drew their guns, flanking the doorway, then Skinner pushed it open.

The room reeked of sex and blood. On the bed, two naked men were tangled together, pale limbs entwined.

Skinner motioned for Mulder and Scully to move in beside him, until all three weapons were trained on the sleeping figures. "FBI! Don't move!"

~~~~~~~~~~

Spike and Xander woke simultaneously as they heard unfamiliar heartbeats drawing closer. Sniffing the air, Spike whispered to his Childe, "Four of them. With guns. One is our little tail from the last few days."

"Can we kill them?" Xander whispered back.

"Shh. Not yet. Let's play first."

"Mmm. 'Kay."

Feigning sleep, they listened as footsteps sounded, drawing closer. The door to their room slowly opened, and three of the invaders stepped inside.

"FBI! Don't move!"

Lazily, they opened their eyes, ignoring the humans. Spike stroked his hand up Xander's chest, tilting his head back and kissing his plush, swollen lips.

The agents watched, stunned, as the men kissed, not acknowledging them. Finally, the men parted, and two icy gazes settled on the intruders.

"Y'know, it's generally polite to knock before barging in on people." Spike lifted his scarred eyebrow as his hand unconsciously played with one of Xander's nipples.

Xander arched backward, purring. He reached down to stroke his cock, uncaring about their audience.

Skinner gaped, then pulled himself together. "I *said*, don't move!"

Spike sighed, reaching down to still Xander's hand. "Hold that thought, pet." Slowly sitting up, he glared at the gun-wielding humans. "Is there a problem here, officers?" He paid no attention to their response, instead looking beyond them to their companion. "Hey, look pet. It's the bloke who's been following us!"

Xander peered out, grinning. "He's cute. Can I have him?

Krycek giggled. "Anytime, babe. My ass is yours."

Xander bounced on the bed excitedly, nuzzling under his Sire's chin. "I want him. Let's keep him, Sire."

"We'll see, luv."

Mulder hissed in frustration. "Excuse me, is anyone listening to us here?"

Spike and Xander exchanged a meaningful look. "No, not really."

"Well, you're under arrest for suspicion on murder. So get up slowly and face the wall."

"Um...no." Spike stood defiantly, crossing his arms over his chest. "You see, there's one thing you're forgetting, here." He looked around the room. "We are *not* amateurs. Did you really think we'd leave ourselves defenseless...especially when we *knew* we were being followed?" He nodded to Xander, who casually flipped a switch by the head of the bed.

The agents started as a loud creaking noise filled the room. Suddenly, a huge net woven of some very fine yet extremely strong material and lined with tiny weights flew out of a panel that had opened in the wall. They shouted as it wound around them, clinging tenaciously. Mulder managed to get a shot off before his vision was obscured, and he had the satisfaction of hearing the blonde man grunt in pain.

Hissing as the bullet tore through his shoulder, Spike clutched at the wound. "Xander! Secure them!"

Face tense with anger over his Sire's injury, Xander quickly complied. He bashed the struggling agents repeatedly, until they had ceased moving. One by one, he carefully extracted them, stripping them quickly then tying them up in a sitting position. He wrestled the limp figures over to the wall, shoving them against it, not even making a cursory effort to be gentle.

With a final kick to each, he turned to Krycek, who had watched the proceedings with a wide grin on his face as he snickered uncontrollably. "Spikey, what should I do with him?"

Krycek sauntered into the room, walking straight up to Xander. Licking his lips, he looked the young vampire up and down. "Whatever you want to, gorgeous."

Wincing, Spike joined them. He sniffed at the man, wrinkling his nose. "You smell...off."

Krycek nodded as seriously as he could manage. "They gave me the pretty drug, all golden honey colored, sparkled so pretty. Wanted me to tell the truth." He managed to look offended. "They never believe anything I say."

"Well, luscious, you ever tell 'em the truth?"

Krycek pouted, then giggled. "Nope!"

Spike looked Krycek over. "Never heard of a truth serum that gets someone high like you are."

"New drug. Lots of yummy side effects. You're bleeding. Pretty red. Can I touch it?"

Xander's eyes dilated as he gazed at the stream of scarlet that trickled down Spike's chest. "Siiiire..."

Spike rolled his eyes. "Oh, help yourself pet."

Happily, Xander pounced on his Sire, knocking him gently to the floor and crouching over him. Bending down, he began to lap at the wound, purring in contentment.

Krycek watched for a moment, then spoke up. "It's not fair. I'm the only one not naked." His lower lip stuck out temptingly, and Spike growled as he stared at it.

"There's always a remedy for that, luscious."

Smiling again, Krycek stripped, flinging his clothes across the room. Then he knelt next to Spike, running a finger through the sticky trail of blood on his chest.

Xander looked up, eyes glowing. He captured the stained finger in his mouth, then began sucking on it. Biting down gently, he pierced it with a fang, licking up the drops of blood that welled out. Smiling, he took the finger and pressed it against Spike's mouth.

Spike lapped at the digit, concentrating on the strange flavor imparted by the drug. Looking up into bright green eyes, he asked, "How long 'til that stuff wears off?"

Krycek shrugged, removing his finger and staring in fascination at the ruby red drop that formed there. He licked it, humming softly.

Spike sat up, cuddling Xander in his lap. Reaching out to gather the human close, he began to pet his soft hair. "Well, we're not going anywhere until nightfall anyway. We'll wait it out."

Krycek sighed. "Why?"

Spike leered at him. "'Cause I want you willing and coherent when Xanny and I fuck you, pet."

Krycek blinked. "Oh. Ok."

Xander laughed and pulled Krycek closer to him. "Spike's good at it. You'll love it when he fucks you."

Spike laughed, his chest vibrating with pleasure as he held his two dark-haired beauties. "By the by, luscious -- what's your name?"

*****
Part 5:

Mulder groaned as he swam back to consciousness. His head throbbed, and when he opened his eyes, the light in the room seemed to lance through his skull. Finally, he managed to focus vision, the sight greeting him making him certain he must be seeing things.

Three naked men twined about each other, so closely melded it was near impossible to tell which arms and legs belonged to which person. Mulder shivered. His eyes widened comically as he noticed his state of undress, and he began struggling in his bonds.

Beside him, Scully and Skinner were also beginning to regain consciousness. Scully let out an outraged squeak at discovering her nudity, while Skinner remained impassive.

"Hey, would you three knock it off and give us our clothes back?" Mulder managed to inject a fair amount of annoyance in that demand, almost as if he were scolding a child.

The mass of flesh stilled, and three faces turned to stare at the captives.

"Oooh, Sire, they're awake!" Xander wriggled away from his clinging companions, crawling toward Skinner. "Can I kill them now? Please?" He turned pleading eyes on the blonde, nearly quivering with excitement.

Krycek pulled his lips away from Spike's nipple. "Um, do you have to kill them?"

Xander pouted. "I want to kill them!"

Spike ran his fingers through Krycek's hair. "There any particular reason we *shouldn't* kill 'em, Lexei?"

"Well, sort of. I mean, there's this whole conspiracy thing going on, and they are sort of important. If you kill them, chances are the human race will be taken over by aliens and it won't be too long before everyone is dead, or worse." He shrugged. "But, whatever."

Spike tossed his Childe a regretful look. "Sorry, pet, looks like you gotta let 'em live."

"Not fair." He sat petulantly, arms crossed over his chest.

"Now, now, luv. If all the humans are gone, how are you planning on eating? You have to admit, there's an up side to having Happy Meals on legs runnin' around everywhere."

"God, you people are sick!" Scully had managed to turn sideways, hiding as much of her body from the men as she could. She glared at Xander from under the fringe of her hair.

Xander smiled sweetly at her, making his way over to her and stroking her hair. "She reminds me of Wills, Spikey. Same pretty hair."

Realizing he would be unable to get loose, Mulder turned his energies toward trying to profile their captors. He glanced at Xander, figuring he was the youngest and would be easiest to figure out. "Wills? Who's that?"

Krycek snickered softly, leaning up to whisper in Spike's ear. "Spooky's going to try and get in your lover's head."

Spike smiled wickedly. "Should be an interesting trip for him." They settled against each other to watch the show.

Scully cringed as Xander kept petting her, remarking over her 'pretty hair' and 'sparkly eyes.' She cast a frantic glance at her partner, wondering what Mulder was up to.

Xander was oblivious to her distress, stroking her skin softly as he looked at Mulder. "Wills? She was my best friend."

"Was?" Mulder did his best to look interested.

Xander nodded. "She died a few months ago."

"Oh, I'm sorry."

"Why?" Xander gave him a bewildered look.

"Well, I mean, it must have been hard losing such a close friend."

"I didn't lose her. I know right where she is. She's buried in the ground now." He frowned. "Except for her heart. I ate that."

Scully gulped, trying to edge away from the young man.

"So...you killed her?"

Xander pulled away, glaring at Mulder. "I would never kill Wills! She was my friend." He managed to look offended at the suggestion. "No, Angelus killed her."

Mulder felt the situation spiraling out of control, and tried to recover. "I'm confused, why don't you tell me the whole story?"

The vampire glanced at his Sire for permission, and Spike nodded. "Go ahead, pet, you deserve to brag." He pulled Krycek closer. "He tells this story good, doesn't he?"

Krycek nodded, leaning into Spike's embrace.

Smiling, Xander sat cross-legged in the center of the room. "Ok. So, Angelus was back, and we knew he'd come for me 'cause he always wanted me when he was Angel. But Spike had Sired me already, which would piss him off. And Oz was coming back into town too, so it was like a whole Scooby reunion.

"So I kill myself, and Wills and Tara find me, then Anya comes in and she's all mad and doing her vengeance thing and kills Tara. So Wills gets pissed and blasts Anya with this really cool spell. Then Angelus shows, and I'm dead, so he rips Wills' heart out. And Oz shows up all mad because Angelus just killed his girlfriend. So he dusts Angelus, which is about when Buffy shows.

"Of course, Buffy is pissed 'cause she still had a thing for Angel, so she and Oz fight, and she does her slayer gig and stabs him. Riley saw it all, and *he's* pissed 'cause his girl still has a thing for Deadboy, so he offs *her*. Now Giles shows and goes all Ripper seeing how his slayer just got slain. So Riley's dead, and Graham comes in all upset because he and Riley had been screwing around.

"Now, Graham shoots Giles, and he's all sad 'cause his man is gone, so he shoots himself too." Xander smiled again. "It was so beautiful. All this blood splattered everywhere, and then Spike fucked me on my bed, surrounded by all the lovely corpses and such." He sighed. "What a great honeymoon!"

Scully gagged audibly, and even Skinner swallowed hard. Mulder was occupied trying to muddle this entire thing out, and went over the list of names.

"Could you clarify a few things for me?" At the eager nod he received in response, Mulder went on. "Could you explain to me who all those people are?

"Oh, sure. Angelus was Spike's Sire, he was Angel when he had a soul. Wills' was my best friend, Oz was her werewolf ex-boyfriend, and Tara was her current girlfriend." He chuckled. "Wills and Tara were witches, they used to do 'spells' together." He laughed some more.

Mulder totally missed the undertones in that statement. "I...see. What about the rest?"

"Um, let's see. Anya was my ex-girlfriend. She used to be a vengeance demon. And Buffy was the Slayer, Giles was her Watcher. He used to be Ripper back when he was younger. Riley was dating Buffy, Graham was Riley's fuck buddy from the Initiative."

Skinner chose this moment to speak up. "Werewolf? Witches? What, next thing you'll tell us is that Mulder's opinion about the vampire thing is right."

Xander gave him a patented 'duh' look. "Um, hello? Angelus? Spike? *Me?* You're not too sharp, are you?"

Mulder leaned forward. "So, you *do* think you're vampires?"

Xander started laughing, soon joined in by Spike, and even Krycek had a few chuckles. Calming down, Xander looked at Krycek. "I thought you said he was smart."

"Maybe I was wrong."

Spike wiped a tear away, gasping for unneeded breath. "Oh, wait Xan. You didn't tell 'em about your parents yet."

"Oh yeah!" He giggled. "Oops! Can't leave that out. I actually got to kill *them* myself. Daddy looked so pretty with his intestines hanging all over the living room. And Mommy lost her head!" He rolled on the floor, laughing hysterically.

Mulder's eyes flew wide. "Oh my god. I...I remember that." He shot Scully a glance. "Just a few months ago, in this little town in California. A Mr. and Mrs. Harris were found murdered in their living room, and the basement was full of dead people. There were a lot of bodies, and the ones identified were known to be friends or acquaintances of their son, one Alexander Harris. The son was never found, and he's the main suspect..." His voice trailed off, and he stared at Xander, horror dawning on his face.

Xander grinned. "Hey Spikey, we're famous!"

"You killed all those people?" Scully looked faintly green around the gills. She had read the case file, and knew the state the bodies were in when they were found.

"I did not! Just Mommy and Daddy. The rest all killed each other. Well, I killed myself too, but that doesn't count, because I'm already dead."

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Skinner was getting fed up listening to the insane ramblings of this boy.

"Let's play doctor!" Xander made his way back to Scully, pulling her close, her ear pressed against his chest. The woman grew paler as she realized what was missing.

"Scully?"

Xander released her, making his way back over to Spike and Krycek. She gazed at him in disbelief, hardly willing to accept what she'd discovered. "Mulder? He...he doesn't have a heartbeat. And he's...cool. Like a...a corpse."

Xander nuzzled Spike's neck. "I'm hungry. Can't I eat just one of them?"

"No pet, no killing. But why don't you have some of the big one? He looks like he could take losing a few pints. And bring some back for me." Patting his Childe's shapely ass, he sent the young vampire off.

Xander contemplated the large man, deciding where he should start. All three agents gasped with shock as his face seemed to melt, changing. Yellow eyes burned at them, and fangs descended, slicing easily into the skin at the crease of Skinner's elbow.

Skinner bellowed, trying to move away from the sucking mouth. Hands latched onto him in a grip that should have been impossible for a human. But then, it was obvious Xander was anything but human... He grew lightheaded, spots starting to waver in his vision.

"Enough, luv. Let him go."

Xander pulled away with a slurp, licking drops of blood off his lips. He hurried back to his Sire, offering his neck.

Eyes on the three restrained humans, Spike vamped out and bit into his Childe, savoring the sweet blood. Krycek joined in, nibbling playfully on Spike's neck.

Mulder glanced anxiously at his superior. "Are you all right, sir?"

Skinner nodded dazedly.

Angry now, Mulder shot Krycek a scathing look. "You don't seem at all shocked by this, Krycek. Maybe you've been helping them. Been in on it the whole time."

"Geez, Mulder. You guys have been out for hours, and we had to do *something* while I was still high, since Spike wouldn't fuck me. I already got the complete story. And I'm not doped up on your wonder drug anymore." He arched his back as Spike stopped feeding on Xander and both vampires turned their attention to him. Mouths attached themselves to his nipples, and he flung his head back, moaning.

Mulder watched in what he swore was disgust as those mouths roamed over his enemy's torso, leaving behind trails of red marks. Beside him, he heard Scully's breath come faster as she too was drawn to the scene.

Krycek felt two cool mouths descend on his cock, licking up and down the sides. Then Xander took the head in his mouth, while Spike moved lower and began lapping around the wrinkled skin of his opening. Krycek grunted as a tongue slipped inside him, flicking against the walls of his anus. When he felt himself swallowed whole, he thrust up, bucking himself deeper into Xander's willing mouth.

Spike worked the tight ring with his tongue, pressing in and out to loosen the muscles. Moving away, he bit Xander's shoulder, sucking in a mouthful of blood. Spitting some into his palm, he worked the salty fluid into the opening, gradually making it looser and wetter. Another mouthful of blood which he spat directly into Krycek, then he pulled up, shifted Xander around so he was straddling Krycek's face, pushed the man's legs up and apart, and plunged inside.

Krycek felt the fluid enter him, then a cock appeared above his face. Reaching up, he pulled Xander closer, opening his mouth wide to allow the cock entrance. As the abnormally cool organ slid down his throat, he felt himself stretched wide and entered. He shuddered as he was pierced by both the vampires' cocks. The thrusting inside his ass was making his prostate howl with pleasure.

Xander watched avidly as his Sire's cock slid into the warm body beneath him. He sucked harder, fondling Krycek's balls as Spikes' cock pistoned in and out of the man. He felt his own cock being sucked strongly, and moved his mouth off of the human.

Leaning forward just a bit, he began to lick his blood off of Spike, tongue flicking around the large cock and over the taut ring of Krycek's ass. He laved the skin eagerly, occasionally slipping his tongue into Krycek along with Spike's cock.

Spike hissed, stilling as he yanked Xander's head up. His eyes glowed yellow as he pulled his Childe into a kiss. "Fuck me, pet."

Xander's eyes dilated, and he stared at Spike in wonder, then tore himself away from Krycek.

Krycek moaned at the loss. He was no longer being fucked, the mouth on his cock had disappeared, and then the lovely bit of meat he was feasting on was taken away. He opened his eyes to glare at his lovers. Then he saw what was going on, and relaxed, waiting patiently for Xander to get in place.

Xander was more excited than he could remember being for a while. It wasn't often his Sire wanted to be fucked, and he wasn't about to turn down the opportunity. Not that Xander had any complaints about their relationship...he loved being fucked by his Sire's wonderful cock!

Still...

Spreading Spike's cheeks apart, he swirled his tongue over the tight bud, working it inside. Then he pulled it out, laving his fingers and using them to stretch the opening. He kissed a curved cheek, fangs pressed questioningly against the soft skin.

"Yeah, pet. Bite me." Spike moaned when he felt Xander nip him lightly, then use the blood to lube him. Without any further ado, Xander knelt up and pressed inside his Sire, whimpering softly.

Together, the three began rocking, setting up a hard rhythm that all found satisfying. Spike was impaled on Xander's cock, and his own was lodged inside the fiery depths of the human whose erection he began to stroke.

Krycek stared up into the burning eyes of the vampire fucking him. Wanting more, he tilted his head, offering his neck. "Please..."

Spike's eyes flew wide, then he bent and mouthed Krycek's neck. "Lexei?"

"Yesssss. I want you to. Do it!" He shouted hoarsely as he felt a faint pricking in his neck, followed by a pulling sensation. Holding the blonde head close to him, he offered his wrist to Xander.

Kissing the man's wrist, Xander bit down, sucking in blood made even more delicious by the arousal coursing through it.

As the second set of fangs entered him, Krycek convulsed around the cock still pounding into him, his cum shooting out to coat his and Spike's stomachs.

Both Spike and Xander removed their fangs when Krycek came, neither having any desire to drain the man. Shifting again, Spike thrust harder into the still-quivering ass, biting deeply into the wrist that was suddenly pressed to his mouth. He tasted his Childe, and tilted his neck.

Pounding relentlessly into Spike's tight body, Xander took the implied invitation and began to feed lovingly from his Sire. Unable to hold back his orgasm, he came, pouring himself into Spike's grasping channel.

Spike too had reached his limit. Feeling Xander's seed flooding him, he thrust one last time, burying himself deep in the mortal and cumming hard.

The three collapsed in a heap, Krycek panting softly while the other two just lay on him limply. After a few moments, the vampires' features returned to their human guises, and the satisfied group looked like a trio of debauched angels.

Their forgotten audience was also panting, the sound loud in the still room. Mulder tried to hide his reaction, and even Skinner seemed affected by what had just played out before them. Scully's cheeks were a fiery red, the rest of her body flushed to match.

Groaning, Xander pulled away from Spike, who, with some reluctance, gave up possession of Krycek's ass. He kissed the human, then his Childe, then both at the same time. The three tongues mated, sliding wetly over teeth and into mouths. Spike pulled back, caressing Xander's hair. "That's the only thing I'll ever regret about turning you, luv. I miss having your ass burning around me."

Xander just smiled. "You could always spank me, try and warm it up."

"Mmm. Maybe next time, Xanpet." They cuddled for a bit more, ignoring the distressed noises that had started to emanate from their captives. Eventually, though, Spike sat up. "It's past sunset, luv. We should be on our way."

Groaning, Xander stood, gathering all their clothes into a pile. He and Spike dressed quickly, then started to help Krycek back into his clothes. "You ok, Lexei? We didn't drink to much, did we?" Xander looked faintly worried. He had grown to like Krycek in the short time they had been...acquainted. He didn't want to hurt the human.

"Yeah, I'm good. A little woozy, but I've lived through worse blood loss than that." He pulled on his leather jacket, brushing the dirt off it.

Fully dressed now, they all looked at each other, not wanting to part. Finally, Krycek heaved a sigh. "Gotta say, it's been an interesting experience."

Spike leered. "Same here, luscious."

Krycek blushed a bit at the nickname, but recovered. "Oh, and you two might want to get out of the area. My 'employers' seem to be a little too interested in you."

"Will do. Can't stay anyway, what with *them* knowing about us an' all." He glared darkly at the agents, then returned his attention to Krycek.

"You know what they say. Don't get mad, get even." Krycek grinned, then went to where the agents' clothes were stashed. Retrieving Mulder's cell phone from his jacket, he dialed 911. In a serious voice, he reported a hostage situation involving three FBI agents, giving the address of the warehouse then hanging up. "Well, that should make for some interesting news when they show up."

Spike laughed, pulling him in for one last kiss. "I like you, luscious. You're not bad for a human. Or maybe it's because you *are* bad!"

Xander sidled up to him, tugging him over for a deep kiss. "Bye Lexei. I'll miss you. Next time, maybe Spike will let you fuck me."

Krycek licked his lips at the thought. One more kiss for each, then he turned to leave. Pausing, he reached into a pocket, withdrawing a pen and a scrap of paper on which he scribbled something. He handed the paper to Spike. "I think I might be able to help with your...problem." He tapped his head, giving the blonde a significant look. "You can reach me at that number, just leave a message." Winking at the two, he slipped off into the shadows.

Spike stared after him, astounded. He hugged his Childe close. "Well, how 'bout that. Maybe there's hope for me after all, luv." Kissing each other softly, the vampires gathered the few things they had lying around and strode out, leaving behind a trio of naked, shell-shocked Fibbies.

After a few moments, Mulder's haughty voice broke the silence. "I *told* you it was vampires."

Finit