CravingsBy Mightbeme
Part Two
Xanders POV
Something crawled along my consciousness, a faint feeling of something missing, some essential part of myself gone, it spread, itching like a phantom pain. Tracing fiery trails across my mind until it roused me enough that I tossed and turned in restless slumber. Sweat drops formed in dark sleep-tousled hair, tickling their way down my neck to seep into the suddenly too warm sheets. I drifted slowly awake, blinking sticky eyes in the bright morning light. Two things immediately apparent.
*Spike’s gone…and god I need to pee *
Stumbling to the bathroom a third fact impressed itself upon me as I looked down.
*And I’m naked, this is a good thing*
I threw an arm against the wall for support and leaned forward to relieve myself. As the steaming stream diminished I turned to regard my reflection in the bathroom mirror. Some time in the night I’d lost the bandage Giles had put on my wound.
"My wound” I snorted, the red angry marks throbbed in response. I tilted my still sore head to the side to get a better view, sliding my hand slowly up my chest to touch them reverently. I drew a shaky breath as I remembered the past night’s events. The fight then being held harshly, my head pulled roughly aside, needle sharp fangs piercing my neck pulling the blood from my body. Then my attacker turning to dust as Spike staked him from behind. Spike saved me.
Spike, I remember how gratefully I leaned on the vampire’s strong body, I could feel his game face emerge at the scent of my blood. Some wicked part of my soul telling me to tempt Spike, to tempt fate with my fresh blood. I could hardly believe the ecstasy that flooded through me when Spike slipped his fangs into my neck and drank my blood. Just the memory had the power to arouse me, shivering lost in last night, my free hand moved to stroke my awakening cock. Breath quickened as warm fingers took a harder grasp, my hand sliding up and down in almost painful pleasure. Watching the chocolate brown eyes in the mirror darken in increasing lust, I felt hot, so hot, I wanted so much to come but something was missing. Something lurked at the back of my mind, the sense that I needed…something else, something more. Groaning in frustration I rubbed the marks on my neck, they ached in time with my throbbing blood and cock. Realisation hit me like a hammer blow to the head - that was what I needed. The pain and the completeness of being fed from. The lingering fear of being drained, of giving myself up to someone else’s control and yet at the same time in a perverse way, being in control. That was what gave me that pleasure, that floating feeling of peace. Spike had only to take my blood and I was hard, harder than I’d been in a long time. And when the vampire had said I was his it was like the world had exploded.
“Spike”
I grabbed up my shirt and threw it on, stuffing my painfully hard cock into too tight jeans, not bothering to put on underwear. Quickly punching in the number for work, I riffled though my coat pockets while I waited for the boss to answer.
“Simmons here, what do you need”
“Hey Mike its Xander here”
“Let me guess, your not coming to work today”
“What are you physic or something”
“Nope its just that your about 3 hours late now so I figured you must be sick”
“Ah I’m not really sick Mike, I had a little accident last night and lost some blood so I’m a bit light headed. I’ll be okay tomorrow but I thought I’d stay home and rest today, okay”
“You sure your alright Xan, take a couple of days if you need to. This jobs winding down anyway so I can just send you over some paperwork. Then you could have the rest of the week off, how’s that sound?”
“That sounds great Mike, I appreciate it, thanks”
Restlessly shifting from foot to foot I quickly said goodbye and hung up. Having found my keys in a coat pocket I locked up and left the building. Nearly running in my haste I made my way to Spike’s crypt. It was eerily quiet as I pushed the door open and crept inside, nothing moved in the darkened interior. Panting softly from the run I moved to the entry to the lower level. I could see the faint glow of candles flickering in the gloom below. I felt my way carefully down the steps, my breath caught in my throat as my gaze fell on the large bed. Amid the rich scarlet sheets Spike lay on his back, naked but for a tangled sheet caught between his legs. Exhaling slowly I realised that he was asleep. I stalked over to the bed, peeling my shirt off and tossing it to the floor. I sighed in relief, as my jeans were unzipped, taking some of the pressure off my still hard cock. I toed off my sneakers and skimmed my jeans off quickly, the material rustling loudly in the silence of the room. I stood with my knees resting against the bed, just watching Spike. The vampires pale skin gleamed in the soft lighting, the sharp planes of his beautiful face relaxed in slumber. My hand drifted to my cock, hard and aching for release. My other hand moved up to finger the angry bite marks on my neck, shivering I closed my eyes and remembered. I sucked in a shuddering breath, lost again in my memories until Spike’s sleep roughened voice broke through my reverie.
“So whelp, no need to ask why you’re here”
My eyes snapped open and I was pinned by an artic blue gaze as Spike took in my all too obvious state.
“Spike…I…. I…need” my voice dropped to a whisper “you”
I could feel the heat of my blush spread to the rest of my body as a cool hand ran up the inside of my thigh to cup soft balls, sifting them gently.
“Unnn…..please”
I trembled under his touch, swallowing against the lump in my throat, I never thought I would ever be in this position.
“Your so pretty when you beg boy” Spike’s hand moved up to my hip before sliding down over the curve of my butt and down the back of my leg. Tugging lightly Spike drew me down on to the bed. I went willingly, blanketing his cooler body with my overheated flesh. My heart thundered in my chest, I’m sure he could feel the blood rushing under the fevered skin.
“Your all hot and bothered pet, what’s the matter………..let me guess? I’ve got something you need.”
He rolled us over so that he was on top of me, his cooler legs between my own spreadeagled ones. Our groins rubbing together made me blush harder but still I had to arch into Spike, wanting more contact, more friction.
“Please Spike”
I tilted my head exposing the bite marks to the blondes gaze, trying to invite him but Spike stared at the livid marks then looked away as he rolled off me. He pushed himself up against the headboard of the bed and reached for his cigarettes and lighter. I suddenly felt cold, Spike’s abrupt departure left me bewildered as I stared at him.
“Wha…..Spike what’s wrong”
Again I caught that look of sadness, just for a moment before Spike’s face hardened, like he put his emotions away and locked the box.
“Look whelp, if you want a bit of fun and games then I’m your man, well vamp. But if your looking for a fix then count me out.”
My mouth dropped open and I was clearly at a loss for words while I tried to process that bit of information. Quickly recovering I rolled over until I was on my stomach between Spikes legs. His still obvious erection inches away from my mouth. I licked my lips at the sight, swallowing nervously before looking up at my vampire.
“What do you mean fix Spike, you know I don’t do drugs”
Spike took a drag on his cigarette and blew the smoke up toward the ceiling.
“Don’t play dumb with me, I know you’re not as stupid as you seem”
He angrily stubbed out his cigarette before flicking it into the gloom. His blue eyes bored into mine for a moment before his gaze lowered to the marks on my neck. He reached out and touched them, his fingers hovered briefly and then he snatched his hand back like he’d been burnt. As I watched his mouth compressed into hard lines and he looked away from me into the darkened room.
“You know what I mean, it’s the bite isn’t it. You feel like you’ve got an itch you can’t scratch don’t you. Skin’s all hot and I’ll bet everything I have that your bite mark there is aching and not cause its healing. Its aching cause you want it again, you want the pain…and the pleasure. Don’t you, and I happen to be the only pet vamp in the vicinity? That’s right isn’t it, its not me you need, any vamp would do.”
His icy gaze snapped back to pin me to the bed, I drew in a deep breath trying not to hold it as he continued to drive his words home.
“ It happens to some humans that way, Buffy’s soldier boy was the same…you can’t help yourself, you constantly crave it….and you’ll flirt with it…with death and one day…it’ll happen. You’ll die.”
I stared at Spike, part of me knew he was right and wanted to run away, to Giles, Buffy, Willow, anyone who could help get rid of this craving. But the rest of me just wanted to stay with Spike, wanted to please him, wanted to be claimed. What could I do, I wanted him more than I would ever have thought possible. I looked at his cock, licking my lips, just a taste I thought. I leant my head against the vampire’s cool thigh, my warm breath stirring the hair around the base of his cock. I felt Spike tense as I leaned forward and laid my lips on the hard shaft in front of me. I knew I shouldn’t be doing this but I knew I had to as well. I ran my tongue over the velvet skin, tasting, testing, delving the folds of his foreskin. Somewhere along the line I decided to stop thinking and just feel, and Spike was right in one sense. I did crave him, but not only because I needed the bright pain and pleasure of his fangs. I needed Spike, period, the blonde was wrong….any vamp wouldn’t do…only Spike would do.
My tentative explorations continued as I traced my tongue over the hard column of flesh until I reached the head. A pearly drop of precum glistened and I swiped it off with the broad side of my tongue. I felt Spike shudder and I glanced up at him, his mouth was slightly open, his eyes had deepened to the most incredible blue I’d ever seen, a flash of emotion flared through them and was gone. I bathed his cock with my hot breath, feeling the shivers of reaction flow though Spikes body. Slowly I took him into my mouth running my tongue around the head, inch-by-inch sliding lower. Breathing through my nose I started to bob up and down, Spike tensed for a moment before he started to thrust into my mouth. I placed my hands on his hips and held him down so I could take my time investigating the wonders of his body. Once I believed I had his full attention again I gave his cock a last lick before lifting my head and staring into those blue depths.
“Your wrong about one thing Spike. I don’t want any vampire, you made me hard before this happened. You always have, and now this craving…it’s only intensified what I feel…yeah I want you to bite me…your fangs in my neck felt so good. I’m yours now and your stuck with me Spike, if you won’t satisfy me no one else will cause there’s no one else I want.”
Spike’s inhumanly strong hands grabbed me and hauled me up to straddle his lap, cool lips smothered mine in a consuming kiss. We both moaned as hard cocks ground together, sweet friction raising our ardour. I kissed Spike’s neck revelling in the cool skin under my mouth. My lips travelled the short distance to whisper seductively in the vampire’s ear.
“Bite me Spike”
Spike shuddered under me.
“Are you worried about the chip, it didn’t go off last time. Maybe its cause I want it so bad or because it feels so good. Hell maybe the damm soldiers didn’t count on sex being the exception to the rule. Could you please do it Spike please I’ll do anything”
I could feel Spike’s game face emerge, my skin began to tingle as needle sharp fangs prickled against my neck, I tilted my head all my senses focused on the pleasure pain as Spike sank his fangs into my hot flesh.
“Oh god”
I bucked against Spike, my head swimming with pleasure as the vampire slowly drank. Cool arms held me close, one hand slid down to the cleft of my ass, running a finger down over my exposed hole. I jerked closer as I felt that finger brush me then I pushed back a little. Spike brought the finger back up to his mouth, slicking it with a little of the blood leaking from my wound. Placing it at the entrance to my body, Spike waited until I tried to push back onto the digit. I tried to relax as the finger slid home, then I jerked again as it brushed over my prostate. Sparks flew in front of my eyes as pleasure burst though my body in waves, I whimpered as I felt Spike’s cock twitch in anticipation. Two fingers entered me and I moaned in pleasure as he scissored the digits inside making sure to cause sparks on every thrust. Lifting myself up I caught some of the blood running down my chest and rubbed it on Spikes cock before positioning it at my entrance. Spike pulled back to stare at me with lust filled eyes, his voice oddly tender.
“You sure pet, I thought you hadn’t done this before?”
I caught my breath as I carefully pushed down on Spikes cock. I exhaled a long breathe when I felt the pressure ease, wriggling slightly to help the head slip past the tight ring. The burning sensation intensified until I forced myself to relax and then I was sliding down the thick velvet shaft forcing its way into my shivering body.
“Mmmmmm never done this before, but I…oh god…oh god I need it now”
His amber eyes stared into mine as I ignored the pain and slowly slid up and down the hard shaft. I leaned forward and kissed Spike carefully, tasting my blood on his lips. The pain in my ass was outweighed by the intensity of that kiss, everything I needed I found in Spike. I could feel my internal muscles clenching around his cock as I raised and lowered myself over his trembling body. He moaned deep in his throat and I was treated to the breathtaking sight of his arousal, his face twisted in the rictus of pleasure. Spike threw his head back as I clenched my muscles around him. He thrust up hard in response, heat flooded though my body as his hands roamed over me. He teased my nipples with his tongue before one hand drifted down to grasp my leaking cock.
“Unnnn yes Spike fuck me”
He slammed his cock up into me again, nailing my prostate, I could feel my brain melting. Spike’s body was so tense I could feel he was getting close. The tight heat of my body and the sweet taste of blood were getting to him. He pounded up into my willing body pulling my mouth down so he could kiss me frantically. Blood sweat pain and pleasure melded together in my body and brain as I kissed Spike back. Pulling away I stared into his eyes, Spike whispered one word.
“Mine”
And I was there, cumming, eyes wide in pleasure as my body shook, I could feel the cock in my ass jerking as Spike came shooting cool liquid into my abused insides soothing them. Boneless I leaned on Spike feeling cool arms wrap around my severely overheated body. Carefully the Spike shifted us until we were arranged to his satisfaction on the bed. He pulled the sheets up over us before sleep could claim me. I snuggled into him, oblivious to the sticky mess we’d made. Spike clutched me tighter to him like he was afraid I would disappear. I looked up at him through my lashes my eyes drowsy, the sadness he had hidden was back in plain sight on his face. Was Spike right, would the craving get worse until it consumed me. Spike wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, I couldn’t tell if it was sweat or tears he brushed away. Spike was wrong, he must be……..I need Spike no one else…… my body did not crave anything now except for sleep. Yawning I snuggled closer and closed my eyes, happy now…no cravings…just sleep…. darkness claimed me again.