Day Of DaysBy Sajinn
Chapter Twelve
Xander was halfway up the stairs when his cell phone rang. “Harris,” He said curtly. It had been a long day at work, and for obvious Spike-related reasons, he hadn’t gotten much sleep the night before. Not that he was complaining.
“Xander,” Giles said seriously. “We need you here immediately. It seems that a group of Chaos demons have taken a class of preschoolers hostage for use in a summoning ritual.”
“Fuck,” Xander swore as he ran the rest of the way up the stairs. “I’ll be there in ten minutes, ok?”
He threw open the door to his apartment, reaching for his axe even as he stripped off his work clothes. By the time he got into his bedroom, he was naked. There wasn’t time for a shower, so he grabbed a cleanish pair of jeans and began to pull them on.
“In a hurry?” Spike drawled from the doorway.
“Spike!” Xander yelped. “Fuck! It’s still daylight. You can’t go with. How’d you get in here anyway?” He asked as he yanked on a shirt.
“I took the sewers. What’s this about leaving? You just got here,” Spike complained.
“Chaos demons, kiddies, bad stuff,” Xander muttered. “Sorry, Spike, but this has to be done.” He really did regret missing his and Spike’s daily bouts of astonishingly good sex, but he was a Scooby.
Spike reached for the boy, stopping him in his tracks. “Right. I understand. Slayer’s support-group an’ all. Big nasties show up, you come running.” The blonde reached for Xander’s unfastened jeans, peeling them back a bit. He wasn’t surprised to find the boy half-hard. A single, quick stroke of one cool hand brought Xander to full attention.
“Spike,” Xander groaned, making a half-hearted attempt to get away, “I gotta go.”
“I know,” Spike growled, into the boy’s ear. He turned slightly so that he was standing right in front of Xander. Leaning up a bit, he captured the brunette’s mouth in a savage kiss as his hands started a staccato rhythm on his cock. Xander’s hands shot up to cling to Spike as the vampire hit every nerve, every sensitive spot in his mouth and squeezed and pulled his cock with aching force. Both sensations bordered on pain, just resting on ‘damned good.’
Spike stroked Xander’s balls twice, squeezing slightly. The boy’s mouth dropped completely open as he jerked and came, spilling over Spike’s still-moving hand. Spike released the brunette’s mouth and stepped back, idly licking his hand clean.
Xander watched Spike. He wondered if the vampire liked the way he tasted or if he just did that to get to Xander. It certainly worked. Xander shook his head and stared down at his now-limp cock. He’d just gone from half-hard to spent in less than two minutes. That was a land-speed record for him, and he could be fast on the draw sometimes. “Damn.”
Spike reached forward with his newly-cleaned hands and tucked the boy back in. One slender palm slapped denim. “Twelve.”
“I’ve got to go,” Xander repeated, pulling on his shoes. “Sorry.”
“’S nothing,” Spike murmured. “The Chaos demons are holding the kiddies near the abandoned water treatment plant west of town.”
Xander glanced up at Spike. He was about to ask the vampire how he knew, but thought better of it. Now was not the time to get into why Spike was handing out useful information. Instead, he stood and planted a quick peck on the vampire’s cheek. “Be back later,” He said as he ran out the apartment and down the stairs. Maybe with Spike’s info, this wouldn’t take too long.