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"Oh, no. God, no!" Spike muttered, waking from a dream that had left the lower part of his bed wet. He knew what the dream meant, and also knew he had no desire for the human in the dream. "Why did it have to him? Anyone else, but him!" Spike muttered as he got out of bed.
***
Xander got out of bed, missing the company of a companion after Anya had complained about not having sex for two nights in a row, and left while Xander was at work. He had stayed in the apartment ever since she had left, a week ago. The gang came around every so often, offering food and a shoulder to cry on. For which he was grateful, even though he wanted to be left alone. He walked over to the kitchen area, and poured a bowl of cereal, and slumped in front of the TV, ready for another day of daytime viewing. When the door bell rang. Trying to picture who it could be, Xander set his breakfast down, and headed to the door. Living in Sunnydale, he had learned it was better to be safe than sorry, so he had installed a peephole.
"Shit! What the hell does he want?" Xander opened the door, coming face to face with Spike. "What do you want?" Xander left the door opened, and returned to his seat in front of the TV, aware that Spike had yet to gain an invitation to the apartment.
"I, uh, wanted to see you. You know, just hang out." Spike said, leaning against the invisible barrier that was keeping out of the apartment.
Xander saw his chance for his first laugh in days, and muttered the words that made Spike twist his arm.
"Come in."
***
"Shit! I'm so sorry, Spike!" Xander couldn't stop apologising to the vampire, who was lying on the double bed, his arm in a sling. Xander was running around after Spike, which meant he was doing something active for the first time since Anya had left. He was moving the TV into the bedroom for Spike's convenience.
"Is this ok?" Xander moved the TV aerial for the fifth time.
"A little to the left. Yeah, that's it." Spike lay back, smiling at the site of the whelp bending over backwards to appease Spike. Spike patted the bed, in a gesture for Xander to lie next to him. Xander hesitated, but decided it would do no harm.
Spike couldn't hold it in anymore. "Xander, I came here for a reason. And, I really want to tell you."
Xander looked at Spike and whispered,
"You can tell me anything."
"I'm falling for you, Harris. Completely " Spike whispered back, then looked away, not wanting to see the look of disgust he imagined would spread over Xander's face.
The look that spread over Xander's face wasn't one of disgust. But one of relief. Spike turned back to face Xander in time to see the look.
"Why do you look relieved? Did you think I was going to hurt or something, luv?" Spike looked hurt at the thought that he was capable of hurting Xander.
"Oh, fuck no. Nothing like that. It's just, I've had a huge crush on you since that parent/teacher night a few years ago. Of course, the whole trying to kill me and my friends was a complete turn off." Xander stroked the length of Spike's arm, while staring into his eyes. Spike leaned forward, closed his eyes, and gently kissed Xander. Xander brushed his hands through Spike's hair, and moaned at the feeling and the taste of Spike's tongue invading his mouth. Spike's hand moved to Xander's leg, and gave it a little squeeze, hinting to Xander that he wanted more. Xander, taking the hint, immediately broke the kiss, and starting pulling off Spike's sweater, as Spike did the same to the younger man. Spike leaned forward and kissed Xander's nipples, gently running his tongue over them, which made Xander shiver with need and desire. Xander stood up, as does Spike, and Spike undid Xander's trousers and let them fall to the floor. Xander repeated the action on Spike, leaving Xander in his boxers, and Spike nude, as he never wears boxers. With one quick motion, Spike pulled Xander's boxers off, without ripping them.
"How did you.?" Xander muttered, not really giving a fuck.
"Been around. Learnt a few things." Spike replied, also not giving a damn about anything apart from the naked youth in front of him. The blond vampire sank to his knees, and started licking the head of Xander's cock, which earned a moan of excitement and lust from the young man. Spike took him to the hilt, and back again. Xander couldn't take it anymore, and grabbed Spike's hair, and cried,
"Harder! Come on!"
Spike was only to be happy to comply. With has hand at the base of Xander's cock, and his mouth servicing the head, Spike made his lover shoot in his mouth, while crying his name for the world to hear. Without shame.
Spike eagerly drunk the boy's come, and stood up to kiss Xander once more. Xander grabbed Spike's cock, and continued kissing him. He began to furiously pump Spike's cock, which caused Spike to moan into their kiss which mad Xander smile. Xander continued to pump as hard as he could, which made Spike shudder as he shot his cold seed over Xander's hand. Together, they kissed passionately, before returning to the bed.
***
Three weeks later
Xander and Spike spent most of their time at Xander's apartment, but they used Spike's crypt as a place to be together.
"Spike? I've been thinking."
"Don't strain yourself, luv."
"Do you want to tell that gang about us? We've been going out for weeks now, and I think its time."
This made Spike jump out of the bed they were sharing.
"Are you fucking crazy? I'll be staked before sunrise!" Spike looked at his boyfriend as if he was ready to be committed.
"I would die before letting anyone hurt you. You know that, right?" Xander looked expectantly at his lover.
"Of course I know. Just like I would never let anyone hurt you." Spike smiled at his lover, before moving closer.
Buffy couldn't believe what she was seeing. She had been on her way to Spike's crypt to thank him for helping with Glory, when she had heard voices coming from inside. A voice she recognised. So she had opened the door slightly and listened. She hadn't seen the couple having sex, *thank god*, but she could tell from the moaning that that was what was happening. So after Xander had asked if Spike wanted to tell the gang about their relationship, Buffy decided it was time to come charging in.
"So? How'd you do it, Spike? A spell? Or a Xander-bot?" Buffy stood at the entrance to the crypt, stake in hand, while Spike and Xander tried to cover their naked bodies.
"I didn't do anything! We're, we're in love." Spike said, turning to look at Xander as he said it. Buffy looked sick. She looked at Xander for confirmation, and he gave it.
"Its true, Buffy. I love him."
Buffy stormed out, heading for The Magic Box.
***
"And they were having sex?" Willow asked, as Buffy paced up and down the shop.
"Yeah. I'm sure it's a spell. Something supernatural." Buffy was frantically looking for an answer to the new found relationship.
"Buffy, I don't think it is. Supernatural, I mean. Xander is gay. I've known for ages, even if he didn't. There were just so many clues that only I could see as his best friend. Like his bad taste in women." Willow wavered under Buffy's stare, but made her point.
At this point Xander walked in, with Spike.
"Look, I know Buffy's probably told you all," he told the gang, "But I love Spike, and he loves me. It wasn't a spell, and I'm not a robot. Its love."
And to prove that fact, Xander touched Spike's cheek and gave him the gentlest kiss possible, making Willow and Tara smile, Giles blush and Buffy reach for her stake.
Xander, seeing this action, stepped in front of Spike.
"If you want to kill him, you'll have to kill me first. Don't test me, Buffy. I mean it."
"Look, this isn't natural, ok? He's a vampire! He's evil, and now he's seducing my friend!" Buffy cried at Xander.
"I'm sorry, Xand, but its true. Spike is evil, and is after one thing. I don't want to see you get hurt again." Willow spoke up, afraid for her friend.
"Don't worry! You'll doing fine without Spike's help! I was expecting some hostility, but not this! Fuck, I can't believe you people think you're my friends."
Leaving a shocked Willow and Buffy staring at each other, and Giles and Tara looking around the store, in a awkward way, Xander and Spike left the store.
***
"I'm proud of you. I really am." Spike said, while they were walking past the Expresso Pump. "But I also think we need to get away from here. Sunnyhell. Its bad news for us. Your friends will get in the way of *us*." Spike stopped Xander, to emphasis his words.
Xander looked up, tears beginning to pool in his eyes. "They're not my friends. They never were." Xander wiped away the tears, trying to change the subject. "So, where do you want to go? Angel could probably put up with us for a while. I mean, he has a whole fucking hotel to himself."
Spike nodded, wiping away a stray tear, running down Xander's cheek.
"Ok, we'll leave in the morning."
*****
TBC