Rating: NC-17
Pairing: S/X
Warning: This contains m/m slash. If this offends your sensitive nature, please avert your eyes.
Disclaimer: All things BtVS and AtS belong to Joss Whedon (my god), Mutant Enemy, etc. I own nothing, so please don't sue me. I just want to play with the yummy beings that Joss created.
Spoilers: Season 7 of Buffy and vague suggestions to season 5 of AtS
Distribution: Shara Nesu's Place and Red's Soulmates. Everyone else, just ask. I'm generous.
Website: http://www.geocities.com/janet324@prodigy.net/FortheFaithful.html
Author's Notes: This is set 5 years in the future.
Summery: Spike remembers.
A huge thanks to my sis Stephanie who is betaing for me. You rock babe!
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This is dedicated to everyone that begged for a sequel to "Daydream Believer". I hope that satisfies you. Enjoy!!
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May 2008
Spike sat in the overstuffed chair that he had pushed into the shadowed corner. He loved this chair. It reminded him of one back before Sunnydale became a huge crater in the ground, before he was brought back from wherever the hell dead vampires with souls go when they turn to dust.
The sun was up and normally the vampire would be in his bed sound asleep, but soon he was going to be having a visitor. This was one visitor the vampire was not going to miss.
He sat and waited. He began to grow concerned until he started to doze off. His head shot up when he heard the front door open. He double checked to make sure he was out of the way of any stray rays of light that might threaten to turn him into fried vampire. He closed his eyes again and feigned sleep until he heard the figure enter the room.
He smiled at the sight of Xander stalking into the room, smelling of stone, sweat and sunlight. Spike's mouth practically watered at the scent. It reminded the vampire of earth and peace. It was a touch of the light and warmth the vampire craved almost as much as he craved the boy.
Xander glowed with a light sheen of sweat that told Spike that had been working hard, but not too hard. He was wearing those too baggy denim carpenter shorts he loved and a thin, worn white T-shirt that he'd had for years. The shirt was a bit too tight, but comfortable and practically transparent in the right light. He still had his tool belt on, and the weight of it made his shorts ride dangerously low on his hips.
A peak of golden skin with just a dusting of dark brown hair showed between the top of the drooping shorts and the worn hem of the t-shirt. The vampire spied two thin white scars lacing across the exposed skin from where the boy had been unable to move quickly enough to get out of dangers way.
Noting how low the shorts were pulled, Spike realized the boy had once again decided to go sans undergarments. <Yummy> he thought as he felt a smirk stretch across his face.
Feeling the blonde's gaze on him, Xander turned and mirrored the smirk back to the vampire. Spike thought for certain that his heart had beat at the seductive action. Slowly, the brunette sauntered across the room to the small table that held the pitcher of water he knew would be there. Pouring himself a large glass, the former Scoobie downed the entire glass in one go. Several drops escaped the sides of his mouth and made their way down his bare, taut neck to pool in the hallow of his throat before reaching the collar of his shirt, making it even more see through.
Before the vampire could form a coherent thought, the boy poured himself another glass and proceeded to pour it over the top of the head to cool himself. The strands of his now wet hair clung to his cheeks. He had let the sable locks grow long to help cover the black leather eye patch he was still self conscious about. Besides, people told him that it helped make him look roguish.
He turned his gaze back to the now panting vampire in the corner. He sauntered over to the vampire and leaned over, placing his hands on the arms of the chair and invaded the vampire's personal space.
"Spike" he whispered.
"Xander" the blonde responded before leaning forward to capture the tempting warm lips before him.
The soft lips parted immediately at the vampire's request for entrance. Pale hands shot out and grasped the soft leather belt and pulled the young man into the waiting lap. Xander moaned as he straddled Spike's strong thighs. He leaned in until his chest was pressed more fully against the man below him.
They continued to kiss languidly, enjoying the simple taste of each other. Spike tasted of copper, cigarettes and, oddly enough, Apple Jacks. Xander tasted like sawdust and chocolate. They feasted on each other until Xander had to pull away for breath.
The blonde reached down and began to unbutton the boy's shorts when a gentle hand stopped him.
"Bedroom?" Xander asked with a large grin splitting his face.
Without answering, Spike reached around and with preternatural strength, stood from the chair as Xander wrapped his legs around the vampire's waist. Spike quickly made his way down the hall into the softly lit bedroom. He deposited his precious cargo by the bed and once again reached for the boy. Xander didn't stop him this time.
The tool belt was the first thing that landed on the floor. Next was the baggy shorts. Spike smiled when he realized that his thoughts were correct about the boy's lack of under garments. He reached up and grabbed the shirt with both hands with the intent to tear it from the brunette's body.
"No Spike" Xander gasped. When the blonde stopped and looked in the chocolate brown eyes, Xander whispered, "I like this shirt."
The blonde smiled and slowly pulled the thin shirt over the boy's head. He pressed on Xander's shoulder until he reached the bed and gently lay the boy down.
Xander smiled at the vampire and asked, "What about you?"
Spike answered that by stripping himself quickly and efficiently before crawling onto the bed and settling himself over the tempting warm flesh.
Both men moaned as they rubbed against each other in a tempting dance of passion as they continued to taste each other. Soon the heat became too much and they demanded more.
"Please Spike" the brunette whimpered softly.
"Please what, luv?" Spike asked.
"Make love to me" he said, looking directly into the crystal blue eyes. "I need you inside me."
Spike smiled before leaning in to place a gentle kiss on his lust swollen lips. "We're going to need." the blonde started. He was interrupted when Xander motioned to the belt on the floor.
"Third pocket on the right" the brunette said.
"You carry lube in your tool belt?" he asked.
Xander just smirked. "You never know when you might need it" he whispered as a faint blush crept across his face.
Spike chuckled as he located the small tube and rejoined the boy on the bed. He knelt between the parted thighs and quickly slicked up his fingers before exploring the gentle depths before him. He gasped as he watched the tight abs clenching in response to his ministrations. The boy had developed quite a few muscles due to his work. The blonde couldn't wait to trace every single one with both finger and tongue.
Xander moaned at the feeling of first one, then two fingers entering him. Knowing that the vampire would soon be in him was more than the brunette could stand and he pleaded, "Spike".
Hearing the desperation in the young man's voice, Spike withdrew his fingers and slowly crawled up the shaking body until he was covering him completely. Reaching up, the vampire slowly, almost reverently removed the small patch covering what used to be a soul baring brown eye.
Xander was still self conscious about the lost orb and turned his head to the side, trying to hide the socket from view. Spike would have none of it though. He grabbed the boy's face with both hands and turned the head to face him. He leaned down and gently kissed the scar tissue surrounding the slight indentation.
"You're so beautiful" the blonde whispered, brushing his thumb lightly over the lost eye, holding the gaze of the other. After a few moments gazing at the lovely creature below him, Spike leaned down and kissed him as he positioned himself above the boy.
Slowly, almost agonizingly slow Spike entered the boy's tight passage. Both men gasped at the feeling of the penetration. They moaned in unison when the blonde was finally fully seated inside. Wanting to enjoy the heat, Spike stilled until Xander decided that he was having none of that. He clenched his muscles around the invading cock causing the blonde to buck against him and cry out.
Feeling he would lose his mind if he didn't start moving soon, Spike slowly withdrew before just as slowly pushing forward again. Xander protested the slow pace and soon was pushing up against the vampire. Spike took the hint and began to speed up his thrusts, trying to angle them to hit the young man's prostate.
Xander cried out loudly at the first brush against the sensitive nerve bundle deep inside him. He looked to his lover with pleading in his eye as he whimpered softly.
Knowing the look from his boy, Spike shifted and began to pound into the warmth as he reached between their bodies to grasp the hardness hiding there. Pulling on the shaft in time with his thrusts, Spike felt himself rushing toward his completion. "Xander" he whispered desperately, begging for the boy to look at him.
Xander opened the eye he didn't realized he had closed and gazed at the vision above him. Spike was panting and several blond curls had fallen across his forehead, but it was his eyes that were the boy's undoing. They sparkled with lust and love. Xander didn't know which one scared him more.
"Spike" he whispered. The soft word was apparently all that was needed to bring both men over the edge. They cried out so loudly that the windows seemed to shake as their orgasms poured over them. Once the waves of pleasure had subsided, Spike pulled out of the boy and lay down next to him on the bed. He reached over and pulled the brunette so that he was resting his head on the blonde's chest. Spike was carding his fingers through the now long locks when the boy finally spoke.
"Spike" he whispered. "Tell me a bedtime story."
"Which one" the blonde asked.
"This one" Xander replied.
"Once upon a time" the vampire started. "There was this handsome bloke."
"That's me" the brunette interrupted.
"A blonde handsome bloke" the vampire corrected. "And this poor bloke was living in a house with way too many birds. They were driving him crazy. One day, all the chits were gone and the bloke was by himself trying to enjoy himself until he gets interrupted, and boy was he pissed until he saw who it was."
"It was me" Xander said happily.
"Yes, in walked this beautiful boy."
"Boy?" the brunette yelled indignantly.
"I'm telling a story here. Be quiet" the vampire scolded before he continued. "This beautiful boy walked in and he smelled like sunshine and stone. His skin shone from the hours he spent in the sun and he radiated heat and lust unlike any other the vampire had even known."
"Wow" Xander whispered, entranced by the story.
"The bloke knew he had to have the lovely vision before him, but when the boy leaned down to him and he thought he was going to get a kiss, the bloke woke up."
"It was a dream" Xander said sadly.
"Not a dream" Spike corrected. "A vision. Any way, the bloke knew this was supposed to happen, so he ran upstairs into the boy's room and sure enough, he found the clothes the boy had been wearing."
"Those right there, huh?"
"Yep, those right there. He hid the clothes in the boy's bag, knowing he had to take them with him. Hoping he got to see the boy in them soon."
"But he didn't" Xander said sadly.
"No he didn't" Spike replied with the same sadness. "That night, the boy was hurt by a very bad man and soon after the bloke turned to dust."
"I hate that part" the brunette whispered.
"Me too" Spike agreed. "But it gets better. The bloke gets brought back and he has to stay with the magnificent poof for a while."
A low growling interrupted the blonde vampire before he continued. "Soon he had his body back and a nice place to stay thanks to a cushy new job and some decent dosh. As soon as he was settled, he called the boy and told him he needed to talk to him."
"And I came back right away."
"Yes" Spike said, slowly petting the sable locks. "The boy came and he and the bloke talked for a long time. The bloke finally asked if the boy still had the clothes before he told him about his vision."
"And he and the boy made the prophecy come true, again and again" Xander finished with a huge smile across his face. "Wanna do it again?" he asked.
"Yea" the blonde replied enthusiastically. The two men jumped off the bed to collect the discarded clothing before they were interrupted by the sound of growling from the other side of the room.
"What's the matter, Peaches?" Spike asked. "Feeling left out?"
"You always get to do his fantasy" the dark vampire asked, pouting slightly. "When do we get to do mine?"
"Well, if your fantasy is still to offer me to Spike like you did on Parent/Teacher night, drain me and fuck each other in my blood, then never" the brunette said sternly, crossing his arms over his bare chest.
"Maybe next time" Angel said with a very evil smirk on his face. "How about the one where you're the vampire?"
"And you get to be the puppy?" Xander asked with a delicious smile on his face. "You just want to see me in the leather pants again" Xander said accusingly.
"Can you blame me?" the dark vampire asked, sauntering over toward the boy and his childe.
"No" they chimed in unison. They laughed as Xander rushed off to the closet to grab his 'vampire' outfit and hastily began to pull it on. Spike reached down and began to pick up the boy's discarded clothes and folded them reverently before tucking them away back in the dresser so they would be easily found the next time they needed them.
Which hopefully would be tomorrow.
~~The End~~