A Viking Christmas

By JamesChick

 

"Spike!"

"Come on luv. Please?"

"NO. I'm a vampire. I won't wear it!"

"Xan ... "

"Spike, it's a red velvet g-string and a Santa hat. No way."

"But you'd look so sexy in it."

"Nuh uh, the girls are gonna be here in half an hour. Spike, give me my clothes."

"Why? You don't want to play Santa this year?"

"Not in this."

Spike chuckled at his mate and tried to remember why he had agreed to go to the slayers Christmas party. He would much rather stay home with his Xander and play. The man looked damn good in his little outfit.

"If you give me back my clothes, I'll wear this for you later on tonight."

"Promise?"

"I promise. Besides, Dawn is coming with Willow and Tara to pick us up. I really don't want Buffy to stake either of us for me flashing her little sister."

"True. I'd much rather 'stake' you myself."

"Clothes, Spike. I still have to get dressed and finish gathering all the presents before they get here."

"Fine, here."

Spike tossed Xander his clothes and leaned against the wall to watch as his lover got dressed. He was sorely tempted to jump on him when he shimmied out of the tiny little g-string and bent over to pick it up off the floor. Xander seemed to know exactly what he was thinking though.

"Don't even try it. I know what your thinking, and if you do anything I won't give you your present."

"You don't play fair pet."

"What can I say? I learned from the best."

A fully dressed Xander followed Spike out of the bedroom and began gathering up the gifts he had gotten for his friends. Spike sighed dramatically and opened the hall closet to reveal a shopping bag loaded with presents, which he pulled down and set by the door.

"What are those?"

"Gifts. What do they look like?"

"Ha ha. I meant what are they doing here and who are they for?" "I bought them. They're for the bit and the witches."

"You bought presents? For some one who isn't me?"

"Oi! I like the nibblet. And red's the reason I have you, so 'course I like her. The blonde witch is a nice bird, she's a bit shy but she treats me good."

"Ah. And the reason there are more than just three presents in the bag?"

"Isortagottheslayerandthewatchersomething."

"You - you bought gifts for Buffy and Giles?"

"Sod off!"

"Come on, lets wait for the girls downstairs."

---

The ride to Buffy's house was quiet except for Dawn's giggling. Every time she looked at Xander he would vamp-out and make faces at her. She had tears rolling down her cheeks by the time they arrived.

Spike and Xander carried their gifts into the house and set them under the tree with the others. Buffy and Giles were in the kitchen putting on the finishing touches to the dinner. It smelled pretty good but Xander, remembering the last time he had eaten something Buffy cooked, was thankful that he would be drinking his dinner.

"Hey Buffster, smells good. Need any help?"

"No thanks Xan, we got it."

"Alright then, I'll just go annoy my favorite witches then."

In the living room, Spike and Willow were whispering to each other in the corner while Tara braided Dawns hair on the sofa. Xander was curious about what his mate and his best friend were talking about.

"Talking about me?" "Yeah, luv. Was just telling red about the cute little face you make when I ... "

"Dawn! No talking about s e x in front of Dawn. And hey! No telling things about our sex life to lesbian wiccas!"

Willow just smiled, while Spike burst out laughing.

"Why not? I thought best friends shared everything?"

"Not everything. Not details about their same sex relationships."

Xander looked at Willow.

"Do we? 'Cause if that's true, you have been holding out on me!"

Willow smiled and Tara blushed.

"No Xander, we don't share details. Spike and I were just talking about ... "

"Angel. We were discussing the poof."

"Why?"

"Wanted to see if could get red here to put a spell on him. A prank, ya know?"

"Again? Spike, he's going to kill you."

"Nah, he'd have to get through you first luv. I know you won't let him hurt me."

Xanders eyes flashed yellow.

"You got that right."

---

Dinner turned out to be better than Xander had expected. Giles had obviously helped with the cooking. After everyone had had their fill they returned to the living room to open presents.

"Oh my God! Spike you are the BEST!"

Dawn rushed the vampire and knocked him to the floor as she hugged the unlife out of him.

"Thanks bit. Think you could let me up now?"

"Concert tickets! To Linkin Park. Oh my God!"

Buffy groaned and glared at the blonde vampire.

"I'm so going to get you for that! Now I have to take her."

"Nah, Xan and I have tickets too. We'll take her."

"Cool! I get to go with you guys? This is so cool, wait till I tell Janice."

Willow was the next to open a present, it too was from Spike.

"Oh wow. Where did you find this? This is a one of a kind, Spike. It must have cost you a fortune!"

"Eh, you'd be surprised what you can find on e-bay. So you like it then?"

"Yes! I mean, some of these spells are thought to be lost forever. Thank you."

Spike grinned. He was sure he would be hearing from red when she found the section on Gypsy curses. It was one of the reasons he bought it for her. He leaned back into Xanders arms and watched as the rest of the group opened their presents. Buffy, he bought a set of daggers for in every metal imaginable. To Rupert, he gave an antique tea set and Tara received a set of magic crystals.

While everyone was oohing and ahhing over their gifts from Spike, Xander squeezed his mate and dropped a kiss to his temple.

"Thank you."

"For what pet?" "For being such a sweetie."

"Oi! You take that back!"

"Uh uh. You're sweet, and I love you for it."

Buffy was the only one who overheard their whispered conversation. She smiled to herself and handed Spike a present. She was glad she had decided to buy him a real gift instead of a gag present like she had intended.

"Well? Open it."

"Is it gonna bite me?"

"You'll have to open it to find out."

Spike gingerly opened the wrapping paper, after everything he and Xander had done to the slayer in the way of pranks, he was wary. Everyone was holding their breath waiting to see what Buffy had picked out for the vampire.

"Bloody Hell! Slayer?"

"I thought you might want it. It wasn't easy to find but ... I wanted to get you something nice, I was your fiance once."

Spike snickered as Willow looked guilty and ducked her head. Tara wrapped her arms around her girlfriend and gave her a squeeze. Dawn just wanted to know what it was.

"What is it?"

"A book."

"A book? What's so special about a book?"

"Nothing you need to know about, bit. Thanks Buffy."

"You're welcome Spike."

Xander was also wondering what the deal was about the book. He didn't like that Buffy knew something about his mate that he didn't. The demon in him was demanding an explanation. He couldn't hold in the subvocal growl that started up in his chest. Spike turned quizzical eyes on his lover and then realized what was going on.

"Later pet, when we're alone, okay?"

"Okay. Sorry Spike. Demon issues."

"I know."

The rest of the party went by without incident. The gang exchanged presents, and drank eggnog. Carols were sung, cookies were eaten and Dawn announced her intention to ask Daniel to the concert with her, much to Buffy's dismay. Spike and Xander had to swear to be good chaperones and not to vamp-out on the kid. As the evening wore down, everyone said their goodbye's and headed to their own homes. Giles offered to drive Spike and Xander back to their apartment but they declined in favor of walking.

Once they were outside, Spike took Xanders hand and pulled him into a hug.

"Did you have a good time luv?"

"Yeah. My first religious holiday as a vampire, who'd have thunk it."

"About the book ... "

"Sorry about that, I just, Buffy knows something about you that I don't. It bothers me. Sorry."

"Don't be. I wasn't hiding anything from you, I had actually forgotten I'd even mentioned it to her. Wonky spell!"

"So. I mean, do you want to tell me? You don't have to."

"It's a poetry book, luv. I used to write horrible poetry. Thought it was good then, sent some in to this editor, actually had one published. It's in this book. Buffy must have searched high an low for it. Never knew I'd been published till after I was turned. Of course then it was all about blood an' violence. I didn't want anyone to know I had been a poet. That's 'ow I earned my name. It started off as William the bloody awful poet."

"Will you read it to me?"

"Sure pet. But at home eh?"

---

In the bedroom, Xander pulled his lover toward him and kissed him softly. He slowly unbuttoned Spikes shirt and slid it down his arms. As it dropped to the floor he pulled the t-shirt out of Spikes jeans and began pulling it up over his head. He stepped back and looked at his beautiful mate. He scrunched up his face and took a closer look at the well defined stomach muscles. He smiled when he recognized the drawing on his mates skin.

"Mistletoe?"

"Ya know what they say, you have kiss under the mistletoe."

Spike leered at Xander and waggled his eyebrows. Xander laughed at him and shrugged his shoulders.

"Who am I to mess with tradition?"

Xander leaned in and grasped the fasteners of Spikes jeans with his teeth. He pulled the button open and slowly lowered the zipper. When Spikes erection sprang free, he looked up at his lover with mischief in his eyes. Then he leaned in and placed a soft chaste kiss on the leaking head of Spikes cock. He sat back and licked his lips. Spike groaned.

"There, tradition has been fulfilled."

Spike spluttered and glared at his grinning lover.

"Not nice to tease pet."

"Not teasing, just need a minute to get into costume. Don't move."

Xander slipped into the g-string and Santa hat and then kneeled before Spike once again. He nipped lightly at Spikes thigh before sucking the head of his cock into his mouth. Spike groaned and threaded his fingers through Xanders hair, knocking the Santa hat off in the process.

Xander wasn't wasting any time, he sucked Spikes cock expertly, wanting nothing more then to bring his lover pleasure. He was still so overwhelmed by Spikes gifts to the gang tonight. He wanted to show him how much it meant to him that he got along with and accepted Xanders friends.

As he felt a spit-moistened finger breach his ass, Spike howled and came into his mates mouth. Xander was up and carrying Spike to the bed before he had a chance to come down from his post-orgasmic high.

"Eager luv?"

"Want you. Need you. Love you Spike. Love you so much."

Xander spoke through clenched teeth as he pulled the jeans off of Spikes legs and tossed them across the room. He spread Spikes thighs and pushed his knees to his chest, exposing him to his hungry eyes. Xander dove down and buried his tongue in Spikes hole, licking and stretching his lover. He smiled when he heard the hiss of pleasure from his mate.

As soon as Spike was stretched enough to accommodate him, Xander ripped off his g-string and pushed inside while kissing Spike possessively. A part of him, the demon part, still needed reassurance after the Buffy incident earlier.

Xander reached one hand down to Spikes cock and fisted him in time to his thrusts. They came together in a combination of howls, growls and moans. Xander slumped across Spikes chest and held his lover close. Spike wrapped his arms around his love and held him. After a while, Spike released Xander and rolled them both over.

"It's after midnight luv."

Xander peeked over Spikes shoulder at the clock and then looked up at his mate with a confused expression.

"So it is. And?"

"And? And it's after midnight, therefor technically it's Christmas. Want to exchange prezzies now?"

Xanders eyes lit up and he grinned like a maniac.

"Yes! Can we, can we?"

"Sure luv. Come on, they're under the tree."

Both vampires slid out of bed and stepped into their jeans. They padded barefoot out to the living room and Xander reached under the tree and handed Spike his gift.

"I hope you like it."

"I'm sure I'll love it."

Spike opened the box and found another box. He raised an eyebrow at Xander and then opened that box. Inside was another box, a much smaller box. Once again he looked at Xander and raised his eyebrow. Xander just smiled at him and motioned for him to continue.

"If it's another soddin' box, I'm gonna slap you."

Xander just giggled and waited until Spike opened the tiny box in his hand. Spike pulled out the key chain and looked at the little silver spike that adorned it. He looked at Xander and waited for an explanation.

"I couldn't exactly wrap the gift, it was too big. It's being delivered after sunset tomorrow."

"Is this for what I think it is?"

"If you mean that Harley you were drooling over a couple of months ago? Then yeah, it is. Merry Christmas, Spike."

Spike could have cried, that bike was so sweet. He never would have bought it for himself though, so Xander giving it to him was perfect.

"Thank you luv. Open yours."

Xander picked up the small box that Spike held out to him. He looked into his lovers eyes and saw nervousness. He wondered why Spike would be nervous about giving him a present. He shrugged off the thought and tore into the wrapping paper. What he found was a small velvet jewelry box. He looked at Spike and then opened the lid.

"Oh my God. Spike ... "

"I wanted you to have something that was visible. Do you like it luv?"

"It's beautiful. Would you put it on me?"

"Of course. Read the inside, it's engraved."

Xander pulled the thick gold band out of the box and read the inscription. It said; Eternally yours. Xander felt his eyes begin to tear up. It was such a little thing, to have a ring to show to the world that he belonged to someone, but it was the most perfect thing he could ever ask for. He should have known that Spike would get him something romantic, the poet revelation made perfect sense.

"I wish you had one as well."

Spike slid to his knees in front of Xander and slid the ring onto his left hand. He then kissed his mate softly and stood. He picked up his duster and pulled a small box out of his pocket. He smiled sheepishly at Xander and handed it to him.

"Put it on me?"

Xander opened the box to find an identical ring in a smaller size. It had the same inscription.

"I'd be honored."

Xander placed the ring on Spikes finger and then pulled him into his arms. It was the best Christmas he had ever had. He kissed Spike for a long time before leading him back to bed.

Wrapped around his lover, Xander sighed and nuzzled at Spikes neck. He was truly happy and content. He was just starting to drift off when he remembered.

"Spike?"

"Yeah pet?"

"You said you'd read your poem to me."

"Later pet, m'sleepy."

"Promise?"

"Promise. Go to sleep luv, the sun's coming up."

"Okay. Spike?"

"What?"

"Do you think Angel got his present yet?"

Spike chuckled and pulled Xander closer to him.

"Doubt it. I think we'd hear him yelling all the way from LA."

Xander snorted and cuddled into his mate before drifted off to sleep.

---

Angel woke to the sound of pounding on his bedroom door. He grabbed his robe and threw it on before opening the door to a very upset Cordelia Chase.

"What is it, Cordy? Vision?"

"No, your Christmas present from your errant Childe and his mate just arrived."

Angel looked at his seer and then looked toward the stairs of the hotel. He was trying to figure out how far he could get in just a robe before she caught him. He really didn't want to know what Spike and Xander had sent him for Christmas.

"Do I even want to know?"

"No, but you had better come and see. Wesley is not amused at all, Gunn is laughing so hard I sent him out to pick up breakfast just to get him out of the hotel and Fred? Well, you'll see for your self.

Angel ducked back into his room and quickly got dressed, he followed Cordelia down the hall toward the stair case. He stopped suddenly and sniffed the air.

"What is that smell?"

"That smell is from your present."

Angel looked down into the hotel lobby to see Fred standing surrounded by reindeer, feeding them and petting them. That wasn't what made him start growling though, it was the fact that the reindeer had all been dyed purple that pissed him off."

"SSSSPPPPIIIIKKKEEEEE!!!!!!!!"

~Fin~