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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, Trixx (still).
Xander took in Spike's relaxed stance, the heavy-lidded eyes and faint smile. He'd done well, had pleased the vampire. A surge of pride flowed through him and he tentatively returned his lover's grin.
Spike knelt down in front of Xander, slowly letting his desire for the boy overcome the lassitude of his last orgasm. The young man in front of him was irresistible; sweat-slickened skin glistening, lust rolling off him in thick, hot waves. Xander had been so good, so giving. Spike felt compelled to touch him, to show his boy just how he felt about this gift he'd been given. There weren't words to express how much Spike treasured this capitulation.
When Spike placed his hands on Xander's shoulders, the young man obediently fell back onto the soft, plush floor below him. Those cool fingers traced down silky skin, coming to a stop on Xander's knees. The lightest of pressure had the boy opening himself wide, welcoming Spike between his thighs. Dark, liquid eyes fixed on Spike's face as the vampire softly stroked heated skin, soothing and arousing.
Xander felt himself still and calm as Spike touched him. He let himself go, trusting Spike completely. His lover would take care of him, give him what he needed. Every caress reinforced that belief, showing him just how much Spike cared, how much Xander meant to his lover. The young man began to tremble, but not with anxiety or frustration. He let every touch of his master's hands affect him fully, not tamping down any of his response. Each shiver, moan and twitch belonged to Spike and had to be presented without restraint.
Spike considered just how he could treat this lovely boy, who was even now a glowing, golden jewel lay out before him. What would bring them the most pleasure? How could he show some measure of what Xander had given to him? An idea glimmered to life in Spike's mind and he reached for his duster, extracting a well-used tube of slick. He kept one hand on Xander's body, smoothing it over trembling muscles. The other hand was busy preparing himself for the boy.
Spike levered himself into position, straddling Xander's thighs, barely letting their bodies touch. The first touch of impossibly smooth, cold skin made Xander squirm, but a quick, hard glare from Spike stilled him. He fell back, body tense, until the vampire saw fit to continue.
Xander forced himself to remain as still as Spike wanted him to be as the blonde sank down on his cock. Fiery cold tightness engulfed him oh so slowly, burning him even as he began to quake with the relief such intimate contact afforded him. Spike was incredibly soft-hard around him, a seducing demon bent on drawing him straight into a hell of ecstasy.
Spike groaned at the sensation of being stretched by Xander's blood-hot erection. Every time he took the boy inside himself, he wondered how he ever existed without this contact between them. Once he was fully impaled, the vampire rested for a moment, simply reveling in the pulse of blood that echoed inside him from Xander. He tightened around the boy, enjoying the way Xander's entire body tensed and relaxed at the cruel movement.
All too soon, though, Spike found himself unable to resist the call of his own body to move, to ride the boy and seek his own pleasure. The blonde's renewed erection was aching, his body demanding that he drive himself and the boy on towards completion. The intensity of the situation only added to Spike's sudden urgency; the thrum of lust that permeated the club was its own unique aphrodisiac.
Xander gasped as Spike began to move, that slick, tight sheath releasing him only to take him back in, rough upstrokes followed by equally cruel returns. The boy watched in awe as Spike's face contorted with pleasure, beautiful features wracked with divine torture. Slender fingers dug into his shoulders as Spike pushed himself harder, working Xander's cock at a furious pace.
Spike wrenched his eyes open to stare down at Xander. His lovely boy was so very naked at this moment, lying quiescent between the vampire's thighs, leaving nothing hidden from his lover. And yet even now, when the young man had to be nearly insane from want, having suffered so long from unfulfilled desire, he gave himself over to Spike and sought not his own completion. Spike clenched himself harder around the boy, milking his boy with every movement. He would not be alone in this maddening pleasure, no. Xander would join him, would fully experience what they had made. He had to; Spike demanded it from him. The boy's pleasure was Spike's to command, and the blonde ordered it from him.
Xander cried out brokenly as Spike threw him heedlessly over a wide chasm of desire, fairly dragging his climax from the boy's willing body. He bucked and thrust into his master's tight, welcoming coolness, never taking his eyes from that beloved face. Even as he fell apart in a maelstrom of rapture and delicious anguish, Xander held that gaze as though frozen forever in it. His release flowed into Spike's body as though commanded, a willing offering to this most glorious of masters.
Spike growled in triumph as Xander shuddered and cried out his release. The hot flood that filled him was enough to bring forth his own climax, that undeniable proof of his power over his gorgeous creature Spike's ultimate undoing. The vampire rode out his orgasm, watching as Xander's eyes glazed over and faded into glassy pools of sated desire, knowing that his own inhuman eyes reflected the same spent passion.
Xander watched absently as Spike lifted off him and sat off to one side. "Twenty-nine," he murmured, catching Spike's amused grin as he spoke.
"Yes," Spike confirmed. He reached out, beckoning Xander to sit up. The young man did so, easily slipping into Spike's arms. The fire-warmed links of the chain attached to his collar slid over his skin as Spike took hold of it. "Now, Xander... You've been such a good boy tonight..."
Xander turned hopeful, eager eyes up to Spike's still-smiling face. What did his vampiric master have planned now? Xander wasn't sure he could outdo what they'd already done.
"What would you like, hmm?" Spike inquired softly. "Such a well-behaved boy deserves a little reward, don't you think?"
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