Being Bent

Xander awoke quickly, something was wrong. He remembered Anya leaving him because of his slip. So why was there someone in bed with him? Someone cold, someone naked?! With a dick sticking him in the side. Oh God! He sat up quickly, the dream... it had been real.

He turned to look into amused blue eyes and sputtered, "S-s-spike!"

"Morning luv," Spike laughed as he watched the play of emotions on Xander's face. He'd been awake for hours anticipating his pet's reaction to finding him there.

Xander was stunned, the dream had been real. It was truly the best sex ever and he didn't regret it. But what would Spike do now?

"What are you doing here and how did you get in?" he finally found his voice.

Spike only smiled and said one word that explained everything, "Anya".

Xander groaned and laid back. Anya, what was she telling Willow about their break up? He sighed and looked back to Spike.

"She told you." Not a question, just a statement.

Spikes grin widened. "Oh, yeah pet. She told me," he said as he leaned over and slowly licked Xander's neck. Just below his ear. His grin turned evil as he felt a shudder run through Xander's body. He blew on the wet strip of flesh. "So tell me Xan, how long you been fantasizing about me? Hmm?" He licked again, this time letting his hands begin to roam.

"Not that I can blame you. I am quite shaggable." He chuckled then added, "but you already know that." His hand found hard flesh beneath the sheet. "Right pet."

Xander groaned at the feel of Spike's hand around him. His brain quit functioning when Spike's tongue began its journey. Now he could only manage a squeak. When he felt Spike leave his side he whimpered. 'Gonna kill them both. Anya for telling Spike and Spike for teasing him.

Then he felt the sheet being pushed down and heard Spike whisper against his belly, "Shush, luv. Not done with you yet!" Xander felt lips around him and lost all thought yet again.

When the two men woke for a second time it was in pain. Xander hadn't expected to have an undead bed partner and had not closed the curtains. Spike woke with the burning pain of sunlight. "Christ moron! Close the damn thing." He said as he beat out the flames, but Xander was already up and moving.

With the curtains closed he turned back to look at his new lover. Even slightly singed Spike was beautiful. He'd hoped after he'd had and been had by the vampire that he would stop dreaming about him. Now he knew.... Seeing him like this would haunt him forever.

Spike could feel the other man's eyes on him, and he reveled in the feeling of being admired. He forgot all about the burn and stretched out nude across the bed. Letting Xander get an eye full of his lean form.

"Like what you see pet?"

But Xander wasn't going to get distracted this time. It was almost 7 am and he knew it wouldn't be long before Willow felt the need to confront him about Anya's leaving him.

"Spike," he said slowly. "We need to talk about this."

Spike sighed, "Don't wanna talk. Wanna shag."

Xander pulled on his jeans, leaving them unbuttoned.

"I'm making breakfast, you want anything to eat?" he said, ignoring the vampire's remarks and walked into the other room. Being with Anya had given him the ability to ignore words of seduction, as long as Spike didn't touch him he would not give in.

By the time he had the eggs and bacon finished, Spike was sitting at the table in a pair of black boxers he had found in one of Xander's drawers. They ate in silence, each lost in their own thoughts. Xander was trying to come up with a plausible explanation to give Willow and Spike was wondering why Xander wasn't angry at his little surprise visit.

"So," Spike began, not feeling too awkward. Only a lot! What could be going on in his boy's head?

"So," Xander replied then he laughed. "Ok this is awkward. What the hell were you thinking crawling in bed with me like that? I might've staked you." "That was the point, luv. And you did actually, quite well in fact." Spike smirked.

"Seriously Spike."

"I was thinkin' I wanted to shag you so bad... damn the consequences." Spike said softly.

Xander was stunned, "Huh?"

Spike sighed and got up from the table. As he made his way to the fridge he said something Xander didn't hear.

"What did you say?"

"I said... your not the only one with dreams."

Spike couldn't believe he had said that out loud. 'Stupid, stupid.' He opened the fridge, hoping Xander had blood. 'Well, it's human too!' He was almost surprised but then Xander had always taken good care of him. Oh, he prattled on in front of his friends, but when it was just the two of them.... It was no wonder Spike couldn't stop thinking about him. 'But you don't have to tell him about that you stupid sod.' He thought bitterly just waiting to hear Xander laugh at him.

As the microwave went off he realized that the laughter never came. Spike looked at Xander out of the corner of his eye as he drank down his warm blood. The boy had this look on his face like he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Spike was about to comment when he was saved by the bell, literally.

Xander's mind raced. 'Must be Willow,' he thought. 'but I still don't have anything settled with Spike.' He looked up at the vampire as he rose to head for the door.

"Don't move. Umm... leave. Don't leave."

Willow stared as a shirtless Xander opened the door. Then her mouth fell open as her eyes moved past him to Spike clad only in boxers.

"Eep," she squealed. Then she started babbling.

"Umm... I can come back later. I didn't realize.... Umm... bye." Willow blushed prettily as she turned.

"No Willow, don't go. Come in." Xander said. He was blushing too. Although he turned away to button his jeans so she didn't see his scalded face.

"Have a seat," he said as he turned back to her. "Do I really need to ask why you're here? I assume it is because of Anya."

"Umm.... Yah, she umm.... Came over late last night." Willow couldn't take her eyes off Spike's naked chest.

Spike could feel her stare and just stood there smiling at her. Then he noticed Xander noticing Willow's look.

"Like what you see Red?" he asked strutting in front of her, until Xander spoke up.

"Spike go put some clothes on."

Spike just stood in front of Willow stroking his chest.

Xander grabbed him and shoved him in the direction of the bed room. "Now Spike."

He and Willow sat in silence until she couldn't take it any longer.

"So, you and Spike. Weird."

"Yeah, me and Spike. Not so weird really," Xander exhaled loudly. "I mean come on you saw him!"

"Yeah," Willow replied with a dreamy grin. "But still he's a guy."

"Still, not so weird. You knew about me and Jessie. Right?"

"You and ... Jessie! No, I didn't know."

Spike could hear the conversation going on in the other room. So the boy was already bent. Explains why he isn't more upset. Maybe I should get undressed and wait for him here.

"So is this like a permanent thing then?" Willow asked, needing to get a handle on this in her head. She liked nice little categories to put people in and Xander had just busted his to pieces.

"Like I said Willow. It's Spike. I guess it is as permanent as he wants it to be." Xander sighed.

"But what do you want Xan?" Willow asked softly.

"Willow, I've been fantasizing about him for years. I want him for as long as he will have me."

"I thought.... That is, we all thought you hated him."

"And what should I have done, Wills? I didn't know that he liked me, and I certainly didn't need him throwing something like that up in my face. Now did I."

"Xander calm down, and come back to bed," Spike called out from the door way, clad only in a sheet.

Willow's mouth went dry.

"Tara," she said quickly. "I need to get back to Tara!" She left quickly after that.

Xander walked into his lover's arms. Thinking only of the now, while praying for forever.

End

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