Day Of DaysBy Sajinn
Chapter Ten
Xander gave himself a lot of credit. After all, he’d made it through patrol without throwing Spike onto the ground and fucking him blind. Then again, Spike was patrolling with Buffy while Xander was paired with Willow. They were on opposite ends of town, which made ravishing Spike difficult. Unfortunately for Xander, there were far too many reminders of his earlier conversation with the vampire, namely his still-damp clothes, a raging hard-on, and a selection of lubricants in his coat pocket. Xander alternated between wanting to kill the vampire and wanting to strip down and offer himself up.
Spike made the decision for Xander as soon as the boy got home. The blonde snaked out one hand and latched onto the boy’s neck when Xander opened the door, dragging the boy inside and pressing him face-forward into the wall. Spike closed and locked the door, easily restraining the brunette. Xander squirmed and muttered, trying to get free.
“Now, is that any way for a good boy to act?” Spike chided. “I don’t think so.”
Xander stilled. Spike inhaled deeply, relishing the arousal pouring off the young man. After a moment he loosened his grip on Xander’s neck, stroking the skin there gently. Xander slowly relaxed, letting Spike soothe him. It was obvious that the boy was still trying to decide if he wanted this, to give up control to the vampire.
“Right,” Spike murmured. “Let’s take this to the bedroom, shall we?”
Xander nodded slowly and backed away from the wall. Spike left his hand resting lightly on the boy’s neck, not so much guiding him as reminding him who was in charge. In the bedroom, Spike slowly pulled off Xander’s clothes, caressing each newly exposed section of skin. “So, how went patrol?” The blonde asked casually.
“Uh...fine,” Xander said, thrown by the question. “A vamp near Shady Home, but that’s it. Boring, really.”
“Did Red try any mojo on you?” Spike inquired as he bent to untie the boy’s shoes.
“Not a thing,” Xander said quickly. “Although she did want to try to make my hair curly.”
Spike stood suddenly, frowning. “No mojo. She’d probably lop off your ears or something.” Xander laughed softly at the image of him with no ears. “Get on the bed.”
Xander snapped to attention and climbed onto the bed. He’d been a bit leery of the whole not-in-control thing at first, but Spike wasn’t scaring him. Not yet, anyway. Hearing that dark voice made Xander’s knees weak. If Spike always sounded like that when he played like this, Xander would do just about anything. That voice was irresistible.
“Roll over,” Spike murmured when Xander laid down on his back. Xander did so immediately, stretching his hands up over his head. While he moved, Spike stripped off his own clothes and searched Xander’s coat for the requested lube. Then he picked up the boy’s belt and climbed onto the bed, straddling him. They both hissed at the first contact of cool and hot skin.
“Spike,” Xander moaned plaintively as the vampire bound his hands together and fastened them to the headboard.
“Remember what I told you?” Spike asked Xander. “This afternoon?”
Xander shuddered.
A cold, slick tongue traced the brunette’s spine. “Wanna taste you, all over.”
When Spike reached the soles of Xander’s feet, he nipped each lightly, enjoying the way Xander was humping the bed. The blonde sat back, thinking quickly. If he did this just right, there’d be no nasty shocks from the chip. First, he placed one hand flat on the boy’s arse, just letting it sit there. Soon Xander was wriggling, trying to convince Spike to move. That was when the vampire struck, raising his hand and slapping it down quickly. He hit hard enough to warm the skin, but not hard enough to cause any pain. At least, he thought he hadn’t, since the chip stayed silent. Xander yelped and thrust back, trying to get closer to that hand.
“Like that, do you?” Spike asked as he slapped at the boy again.
“Please,” Xander groaned, aching. He couldn’t believe he *liked* this, liked Spike dominating him, controlling him. But it was so damned good, so freeing. He didn’t have to do anything but feel.
Spike obliged, smacking the boy softly until both cheeks were pink and hot. He finished up that particular exercise by laving the tender flesh with his tongue, savoring the brunette’s tangy sweat. There wasn’t any part of Xander that wasn’t utterly addictive. Spike placed his hands on the insides of Xander’s knees and pushed the boy’s legs up and apart, forcing Xander’s ass high in the air and exposing his hole. Then Spike lay down on his back and wormed his way underneath his prey, letting his skin torture the lad’s with its coolness.
“Spike,” Xander gasped breathlessly. “What--“
Spike latched onto one hard nipple and sucked, biting the nub lightly now and then. His hands danced along Xander’s sides, teasing his hipbones and coming *so* close to his leaking cock. Xander was whimpering almost continuously, humping Spike’s body as much as he could. Spike let him, enjoying the feel of Xander’s cock sliding on his stomach.
Xander thrust harder, trying to get enough friction, enough pressure to end this delicious torment. Spike was right there, underneath him. He’d never felt so out of control while on top of someone before, not even with Anya. Yeah, Xander was the one trying to crawl inside Spike, but Spike was calling the shots. Until he wanted Xander to come, the boy was going to suffer.
Spike took pity on Xander and pushed himself lower. That lovely, purpling cock was the center of his attention, calling for him. He loved the way Xander tasted, salty and sweet and less bitter than he’d have expected. Spike placed his hands on Xander’s hips, holding him in place as the vampire cleaned the boy’s abdomen of precome. Xander mewled and quivered and tried to get Spike to touch him more, to give him some sort of relief. Spike ignored him easily, choosing to trace the crease of one thigh and latch onto one sensitive hipbone, sucking just hard enough to leave a huge, dark mark.
Just when Xander decided that Spike was going to die, right after Xander got out of this fix, the vampire’s mouth fastened around the boy’s cock and sucked. Hard. Xander screamed and bucked forward, his orgasm clawing its way out of his body to fill Spike’s mouth. Spike rode out Xander’s climax, letting the boy thrust freely into his throat. Semen flooded his mouth, dribbling out along his chin. His lovely boy always tasted so damned good.
Xander managed to keep the presence of mind to keep from falling on top of Spike, but it was a near thing. He couldn’t come up with a single thought; he’d just shot his brains into Spike’s mouth. A cool hand stroked his back, soothing him as he returned to earth.
Spike grinned around Xander’s softening cock and raised one hand slightly. “Ten,” He hummed as he brought the hand down on Xander’s backside.