I feel him shift behind me.
Took him long enough. I've only
been thrusting back against him for an hour.
I feel his lips at the nape of my neck and I can't stop the shiver that
races down my spine. I can't remember a
time when someone had this much power over my body. Maybe Angelus, but never to this degree.
I turn over to face him and find myself drowning in sleep warmed,
chocolate eyes. God, but he is
beautiful. I trail my hand down his body
to gently stroke his growing erection.
"Is that a present for me, pet?"
"Do you think you deserve a present for waking me up at this
ungodly hour?"
"It's
if you're awake. It's time
to get up."
"Mmmmmm, you can't...oh God that feels good...make me."
"Wanna wager on that?"
"Not if it means you're gonna stop."
I push him over onto his back and straddle his hips. Leaning down I take his mouth with mine. The taste of him slides across my tongue as I
invade his mouth. I reach for the oil
next to the bed. Pulling my mouth from
his I rise up onto my knees and press the small vial into his hands. He doesn't waste any time in getting us both
ready.
Steadying myself I sink down onto him. We both moan at the contact.
Placing his hands on my hips he helps me stay steady as I lean
back and place my hands on his thighs.
It's a little more difficult to keep a rhythm in this position but I
know how much he loves to see me arch my back, baring my body to his hands and
mouth.
We find a slow dizzying rhythm and I feel his hands start to trace
down my chest and stomach.
Wetting his fingers he pulls my nipples into hard, tight
points. I hear him fumbling with the
oil. Then his hand is fisting me in
counterpoint to his thrusts into my body.
Neither of us hears the door open.
"Oh my God."
All movement stops as our heads swing to the door to see a
blushing Buffy standing in the doorway.
"Shut the bleedin' door and go away."
I hear her mumbling sorry as the door swings shut again. I feel Xander shaking under me and when I
look he's trying hard not to laugh out loud.
"Think that's funny do you?"
He's laughing so hard all he can do is nod. Let's see how funny he thinks this is. I slam my hips down onto his and squeeze
hard. His laughter abruptly comes to a
halt as his eyes roll up.
"Oh God, Spike. D-Do
that again."
After several more of the same moves he's panting and thrusting
hard against me.
"Touch me."
His hand wraps around me and sets a fast pace.
"Fuck, Xander...so good."
I feel his body tense under me seconds before I feel his warmth
filling me. I grind my prostrate against
the head of cock. Yelling his name I
come across his hand and stomach.
Collapsing on him I nuzzle his neck until his breathing returns to
normal. I feel his body shaking with
laughter again.
"I wonder if Buffy is scarred for life."
"Serves her right.
That'll be the last time she pulls that."
Suddenly he falls quiet and it takes all my willpower to wait for
him to speak again. I know there's
something on his mind but he has to bring it to me. I learned long ago not to push too hard.
"Spike?"
"What, luv."
"Why?"
I sigh and roll to my side bringing him with me.
"I wanted you too much.
Almost bit you the last time we were together."
"You bit me before that."
"Not with the intention of claiming you. It's different. What happened last night, that was the proper
way to claim a mate. If I had done it
before it would have been half-arsed and I didn't want that. I wanted the whole thing. Knew that band of friends of yours would
never allow it."
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"Cause you would have talked me into it and I only wanted it
one way. Would have caused a huge
row."
"If you ever leave me again I'm going to hunt you down and
kick your ass."
"Never gonna happen.
The leaving that is."
"Good. Spike?"
"Hmmm."
"I love you."
"Love you too."