Preying on my Mind
Xander woke in stages, each sense returning slowly to a body that had
deeply, dreamlessly asleep for hours. Confusion followed as the
they gave him failed to match what he expected. His body was bare under
crisp with newness, scented with an unfamiliar detergent. The room was
but the deeper shadows where furniture stood showed him that it was
than it should be. Finally, memory caught up with consciousness and he
his head to see Spike smiling at him, his head propped up on his hand.
“Morning, pet. Wondered if it was going to take something drastic to
“A kiss is traditional, a wet sponge will bring nothing but trouble.”
The smile broadened. “You _are_ feeling better. Good.” Spike’s free
reached out and smoothed back Xander’s hair from his forehead. “No
Xander swallowed. His mouth was dry and sticky at the same time.
but that’s about it.”
Spike nodded. “Water’s on the table beside you. Guessed you’d need it.”
Xander rolled over and reached out for the glass, welcoming the chance
rinse out his mouth. The water was tepid but he didn’t care. He put the
down and turned back. “Did I make a fool of myself last night?”
Amusement made Spike’s husky whisper even deeper. “Not really.”
“Oh, that’s very reassuring!”
“Shh, keep your voice down. Don’t want to wake the Watcher, now do we?”
“What time is it anyway? It’s still dark.”
“Sunrise is in ...” There was a pause as though Spike was consulting an
timetable. “Half an hour or so.”
“Not like you to be so considerate.”
“Not wanting to get Giles up this early,” Xander clarified. He didn’t
why they were talking. His head ached slightly and he just wanted to
himself around the cool body beside him. He could imagine how good it
feel, how Spike’s hands would stroke him, stealing away the heat and
a delicious stripe of freshness wherever they travelled.
Spike chuckled. “Want him to stay asleep so I can fuck you without you
shy thinking he’s listening.”
“That’s not going to happen,” Xander said firmly, forcing down the
reaction to hearing Spike say ‘fuck’ when he was looking at him with
eyes. “Not here, not in this bed.”
“He’s asleep. I can hear him breathing, nice and slow. He knows I’m
with you anyway. I think he’s prepared to do laundry when we go.”
Xander felt arousal battle toe curling embarrassment. “That’s Giles
talking about!” he whispered urgently. “He wouldn’t understand. Let’s
get up quietly and get home.”
Spike stretched lazily, putting his arms behind his head and arching
back. The sheets slid down obediently. “Wouldn’t make it in time. And I
he understands now that when I look at you the only thing on my mind is
you naked and - ”
“In theory! Yes! Not actually happening a few feet from his room!”
Spike sighed. “Fine. Whatever.”
Xander felt an unreasonable pang of disappointment that Spike had given
so easily but it was swamped by a far greater relief.
“I’m glad you’re seeing it my –Spike? What are you doing?”
Spike pulled the covers up as far as they would go and disappeared
them. In the slowly lightening room Xander watched a Spike shaped mound
until it was between his legs. “Spike!”
Two hands gripped his thighs, pulling them apart, and Xander’s mouth
too. Spike had skipped all the teasing and the foreplay and had taken
much of Xander’s cock in his mouth as he could in one greedy, succulent
Xander felt his muscles tense under the spread fingers that held him
felt his teeth drive into his lower lip and his hands claw at the sheet
Spike’s head bobbed up enough for him to speak. “Yeah? Kind of busy
Xander wanted to transfer his death grip from the sheets to Spike’s
wanted to push that head down again, command that clever mouth to lick
suck, kiss and bite, hard and gentle, over and over, until he came.
was a simplicity to it that appealed more than he had words to express.
he threw back the sheets that hid Spike, exposing the bow of his back;
clean line of spine curving down to the cleft his tongue and fingers
explored and prepared for his cock two years and two nights ago. Spike
one hand and wrapped it around the base of Xander’s cock, holding it
from his stomach, close enough to his lips that when he spoke they
against it like feathers, softly fluttering. “Well? Want to watch,
Xander wondered if Spike had deliberately chosen those words knowing
each ‘w’ made his lips pout outwards. It hardened his resolve even as
stiffened his cock still further. “I said, ‘no’, Spike. We’re not doing
“Nearly right. You’re not and I respect that choice. I, on the other
am, and if you just lie back and think of, well, me, it’ll be over in
He bent his head enough to capture the thickened, aching flesh again
Xander’s hands fisted in his hair, pulling him back. “That would leave
with a happy memory but what about you? No, wait. By then I’d be
to returning the favour?’
Spike grinned up at him, flexing his fingers and moving them gently up
back down again over tongue slicked flesh. “Something like that.”
Xander felt his lips stretch in a tight smile. For the first time since
told Spike what had happened between them he felt in control and he
with a curl of anticipation that made him shiver, that it was time he
“Spike, we can lie here and talk, cuddled up nice and close, but
more, or we can get up and see what Giles has in the way of breakfast.
Spike looked up at him, his gaze taking in every inch of Xander’s body
thigh level and up. “I think we’ve moved past that or hadn’t you
Xander kept his voice level and sat up enough to take him out of reach
Spike’s mouth. “I noticed you ignoring what I said. I’ll accept that
didn’t realise I meant it and I’ll say it again. I’m not fucking you or
you do me in Giles’ bed.”
“Spare bed. Or it’d be crowded. Interesting though. I’m game if you
“You’re not amusing me. Last chance. Choose.”
Spike started to get out of the bed, the sheets tangling around him.
grabbed him around the waist and pulled him to him. “Where do you think
“You don’t want me, I’m going. Should’ve thought it was obvious, you
git.” Spike’s face was averted, his voice indifferent.
“In what universe does asking you to come and hold me translate as not
“The universe where I’ve spent the last hour harder than I’ve been in
waiting for you to wake up, keeping my hands away from me, from you,
just watching your face, thinking about how it’ll feel when you touch
Spike twisted until he was lying beside Xander and carried on talking.
felt the words trickle over him like juice squeezed from a ripe fruit,
to him, coating him with sweetness. His arms were still around Spike
he pulled him closer until Spike’s head was resting on his shoulder,
Spike’s hand start to touch him, swirling patterns on his skin as the
were doing in his mind.
“And you’d let me do anything I wanted, you’d move for me, give me that
that says ‘now’ and ‘please’ and I’d do it, all of it, everything and
bend and twist and writhe under me, over me...”
Xander lost the ability to talk and forgot how to breathe. He’d gone
righteous anger to ... this, this state where a voice, blue eyes and a
were all that kept him from floating away as the need took his body in
insistent hands and made it weightless, hollow, waiting to be filled...
“And you’d beg, so nicely and I’d –”
“I’d do what?”
Innocent face. Hand going lower, surreptitious and swift. Xander
down and grabbed his wrist. “You nearly had me then. Nearly. Spike, you
and I swear to God, I’ll –”
“What?” said Spike, lips pushing forward in what could only be
as a pout.
“Right!” Xander grabbed Spike and pulled him over his lap in a flurry
limbs and sheets. He got in two hard slaps on what had to be the most
backside he’d ever seen before Spike stopped struggling and lay still.
that took the fun out of it.
“What’s the matter, pet? Don’t stop now; I’m enjoying it. At least
touching me for the first time this morning. Course, it’s noisier than
I had planned, so Giles’ll not only hear it, he’ll think you’re a right
sod but you’re in charge, wouldn’t dream of – ow!”
Xander smiled with satisfaction as the wriggling started again. This
new territory and despite what Spike was undoubtedly thinking, it
one of his fantasies. At least it hadn’t been. Knowing that he couldn’t
Spike, knowing that he had a willing victim, took away any guilt. Not
he had much. Annoying, manipulative....
He didn’t intend this to take long; he was making a point, drawing a
but the rhythm of his hand rising and falling, the clean, sharp sound
hand against skin, the heat that began to build, both literal and
drew him in. One more moan, one more whimper and he’d stop. One more
slap, just there, just under the curve of that perfect ass. One more
squirm that brought Spike’s cock sliding against his thigh. Just one
The knock at the door was timed to coincide with the brief moment when
echo of Xander’s hand had died down and Spike’s whimper had yet to
Xander brought his hand down slowly and laid it flat in the exact place
planned to hit next.
“Xander?” Giles’ voice was casual but he didn’t wait for a response,
was fortunate as Xander was incapable of making one. “I wasn’t
company for breakfast so I’m ill prepared. I’m going out to get coffee
donuts. I’ll be away, oh, perhaps thirty minutes or so.” There was a
and then he added. “I expect to see you both downstairs and dressed
Spike twisted under Xander’s hand and called out, “Make it forty and I
I’ll let you have all the jelly ones.”
The pause was longer this time and Xander found himself staring at the
handle, half expecting it to turn.
“Spike, I know full well that you like the sprinkles. Thirty five.
Xander waited until the footsteps had retreated and the front door had
before releasing a breath that he couldn’t remember taking.
“Well, I hope you’re happy now,” Spike said. “Won’t say this wasn’t fun
“I’m not done yet,” Xander said in a voice as inflexible as he could
Spike’s head turned, though his body still lay supine across Xander’s
“Thirty minutes isn’t long.”
His face was serious and Xander’s mirrored it as he slid his legs from
Spike, keeping one hand on the small of his back and moved to straddle
“Long enough for a good tongue lashing,” he said, bending forward.
surprised burst of laughter cut off abruptly as Xander licked the
stinging flesh in a long, lazy line. After each lick he pursed his lips
blew down on the damp skin, watching, fascinated, as the red faded to
As he worked his way across, Spike’s body relaxed bit by bit, until he
sighing with pleasure.
Xander sat up and placed his palms flat on Spike’s backside, digging
thumbs into the line that divided it, spreading Spike open as if he
splitting an orange. Spike’s thighs parted in a wordless invitation and
grinned. He could remember the noises he’d made when Spike had done
to him two years ago and he wanted to see if he could coax them from
throat. Dipping his head down, he ran his tongue around in a
slow spiral before darting inside. Spike threw back his head and howled
Xander curled his tongue in deeper. It had been a good sound but he was
Spike could do better. Finally, when Spike was bucking underneath him
wildly that Xander couldn’t hold him down enough to carry on, he
and flipped Spike over to his back.
Spike’s eyes were navy blue and he’d chewed his full bottom lip until
was swollen but Xander wasn’t looking at his face. Perhaps he should
Spike had reached his limit. He pounced on Xander, bringing their
together in one bruising, half angry, wholly loving kiss, wrapping
around Xander, arms and legs, bringing him closer until Xander felt
melt into Spike in a surrender of identity. They were both too close to
edge to stay locked like this. Without speaking, Spike broke free,
Xander’s face with his hands and kissing him once more before turning
sliding down to take Xander’s cock inside his mouth. The silky feel of
cool tongue and lips against his rigid cock brought Xander’s hips
forward to thrust deeper inside the willing mouth even as he wrapped
hands around Spike’s erection and curved in to taste it.
They came together, swallowing frantically, eagerly lapping until the
teased flesh could take no more and they fell apart, too spent to even
together, to hold each other. Spike recovered first, crawling up the
and collapsing against Xander’s chest as though he’d exhausted his
They kissed just to taste themselves on each other’s lips, wrapped
in a silence neither wanted to break.
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