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No, they aren’t mine. I wish they were, but they aren’t. They belong to their creators. No money is being made. I just take them out, put them in pretty dresses, and make them fight each other. No harm, no foul. Feed the writer. Review.
Happy Birthday, Jimi Hendrix.
Spike's smile widened, stretching into a beatific grin. "Ride me," He ordered, hands drifting up that hot body, stopping briefly to pinch dark nipples until they were painfully erect. Xander lifted himself up, and then sank back down, starting a slow, pleasant rhythm. It was one that Spike favored when they were fucking, a pace that could last all night if they wanted it to. Xander panted raggedly, drawn completely into what they were doing. Spike watched as the boy's eyes glossed over. It was time to push this a bit further.
Xander obediently leaned forward when Spike pulled him closer. The boy shuddered as Spike traced his jaw line with a cool tongue. He tilted the young man's head over, granting himself easier access to one delicate ear. The response he got was beyond his hopes; Xander cried out brokenly and clamped down hard around his cock. Oh, his boy was so very sensitive! Spike slid one hand around to catch Xander's collar right at the base, tightening the warmed metal around the brunette's throat. Xander stilled instantly, freezing in place. The vampire heard a gasp from their audience.
Xander waited, breath shallow and rapid. The collar wasn't constrictive--yet. No, it just lay there, snug against his throat. Taut, tense, waiting... The very tips of Spike's fingers brushed against the name of his neck. He forced himself not to shudder. Now was most definitely not the time to move. Not when Spike wanted him to remain still.
Spike bent his head back to Xander, following each vein and artery as they trailed down the boy's throat. Yes, he was drawn to the life's blood that pulsed there. His hunger was not to drain Xander, though. He wanted to swim in that blood, drown himself in it, climb inside this darling creature. His free hand slid down to wrap around Xander's leaking erection, gently fisting the boy's cock. He also loosened his hold on the chain, letting the links catch on his fingers.
Xander took Spike's movements as permission to continue, so he did. Slide, grip, slide... Xander focused completely on the feel of Spike inside him, of the vampire's cool flesh teasing him and opening him up. If he tilted just so, he could... Spike grinned into Xander's neck as the boy pressed the vampire's cock against his prostate. As he moved on, Spike let his blunt teeth drag along Xander's neck. Xander choked back a scream and sank down hard onto Spike's lap.
"Like that, do you?" Spike whispered into Xander's ear. He punctuated the question by nipping at the shell of Xander's ear, just barely-biting the tender skin there. Xander didn't say anything; he just whined a high, stuttering sound and moved against Spike, pushing them together and apart with more and more force. "Hmm?" Spike inquired, injecting just a bit of force into his voice.
Xander struggled to remain upright. The desire to lie down against Spike and just let his body do whatever it wanted was strong, so strong... but this wasn't about him. He knew that Spike liked touching him with his teeth just as much as Xander himself did; he knew it because with each ivory caress Spike's cock jerked and the steel muscles between Xander's legs twitched and tensed.
"You want me to bite you, don't you?" Spike hissed, letting just enough demon slip to allow hard ridges to press into the side of Xander's neck. "Claim you, brand you, mark you... in front of the gods and all these people. You'd like that, wouldn't you?"
Xander swayed back, swiveling his head to look right at Spike. His lover was golden-eyed and panting, still sliding the end of Xander's chain collar around the fingers of one hand. "Please," He whispered, not entirely sure of what he was asking. To be bitten? Yeah, that was it. He'd just asked Spike to bite him.
Spike's eyes widened, a low growl bubbling up from his chest. Xander rode him harder now, head thrown back to expose his throat. Oh, how he wished he could! To taste his boy, to bring him inside to where he already lay... But the fucking chip stopped him.
Xander knew it was futile, wanting that. He wasn't even sure he *did* want it. However, Spike did nothing. He looked at his lover, shocked to see equal parts rage and lust on the vampire's countenance. "Do it, I want you to, please, Spike," He begged, curving back in supplication.
Spike groaned as he pulled the boy to him, resting his face lightly in that perfect neck. At least this was the kind of place that thought nothing of agonized cries and torture, for that was what was going to happen. He brought his demon to the fore and sank smooth ivory fangs into that beloved flesh.
Xander felt an incredible pressure on his neck, one that pulled on every part of his body until his entire existence was centered on that one spot. Then the blood flowed. He screwed his eyes shut, trying to hold off even a tiny fraction of the ecstasy that rushed through him as he came so hard he was sure his heart had splattered between his and Spike's bodies. Every muscle tensed, relaxed, and contracted again.
Sweet, delicious blood filled Spike's mouth. A throaty roar reverberated between them as he took one mouthful, then another, continuously amazed at the lack of pain. He laved at the wound, closing it, even as orgasm overtook him, spurred on by the incredible high he was experiencing from Xander's blood. The boy was pure power, pure energy, and it was like drinking from the lips of the sun itself.
Xander slumped down against Spike, unable to hold himself up any longer. "Sixteen," He whispered with a hoarse voice. Spike let go of the chain and squeezed Xander's hip as he shifted a bit to get more comfortable. "Hey, you're supposed to get the spankings here!" Xander added indignantly.
Spike quirked an eyebrow. "I'd like to see you try."
Xander grinned and burrowed deeper into Spike's embrace. "Nah." He thought for a moment. "You bit me."
"Yeah," Spike murmured, his voice betraying more than a trace of wonder. "Doesn't have to mean anything, you know."
"But it can?" Xander inquired hopefully.
"Yeah, it can," Spike agreed.
"Good," Xander whispered, sighing happily. He wasn't sure *what* it meant yet, but that could wait until later.
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