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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, CJ!
Spike listened to Xander's breathing, slow and steady beside him. The young man's heartbeat was a gentle, reassuring drumbeat against his arm, so Spike used it as a focus as he fell together again. The rushing of blood through his boy's veins called to him, bringing him into consciousness.
"Welcome back," Xander said, laughter evident in his voice. Familiar skin met his. He edged closer to it, wanting more contact with his lovely boy.
"Mmm," Spike murmured, noting how he could *just* feel the train moving. His body was humming, almost twitching from the aftershocks of Xander's ministrations. He'd not been treated with such all-consuming care in so long... not since the last time Xander had touched him.
Xander shifted over the vampire, brushing their foreheads together. Spike was regaining his composure, beginning to come back into himself. That just wouldn't do; Xander wanted Spike utterly incoherent, unable to think enough to speak, move or remember his own name. That was what Spike did to him every time they touched; it was only fair that the vampire be rendered incapable of thought every once in a while.
Spike felt Xander move over him, bringing the vampire's legs up to wrap around his waist. The blonde barely managed a yelp as the young man slid inside him, bringing his long-denied presence to Spike's body. Spike opened his eyes, finding Xander's beloved face just inches from his. Liquid eyes caught his gaze, promising sweetness and strength, for as long as Spike wanted him. Spike knew in that moment that Xander would be with him forever, no question and no doubt. The truth shining down upon him was a covenant between them, demon and soul, man and vampire.
Xander relished the feel of Spike around him, clenching tightly despite their previous activities. Cool depths, welcoming him with an eagerness he scarcely believed. Spike's hips rolled, taking him deeper. Xander thrust, matching the vampire's approach. "I love being inside you," Xander murmured, taking Spike's erection in one hand.
/I love you inside me,/ Spike wanted to say, but words eluded him. Instead, he draped his arms over Xander's shoulders and held them together, chest to chest.
"I love making love to you, Spike. It's like waking up in heaven," The young man continued, stroking the vampire in time with his movements. "Sweet and dark, light and cool. Water on a hot day, a fire in winter."
/I love it when you make love to me,/ Spike thought, not even bothering to try to say a word. His mind was shattering, along the fractures left from the last time Xander had dismantled him. His immortal body was a miasma of sensation, cast upon a hazy ocean by his relentless lover. He was laid out for Xander's pleasure, which was also his own.
"I love your cock," Xander said, stroking that erect flesh. "And I love your ass, and your mouth."
Spike quaked underneath the combined assault of cock, hands and voice. All he could do was receive what Xander gave, take it in and simply exist within the confines of the boy's love for him.
"And your tongue. Gods, your tongue, Spike. But mostly, Spike, I love you. All of you. Your body, your voice--which makes me hard just hearing it--and your mind. Even when you're thinking up something evil, your mind is goddamned sexy." Xander paused for a moment, enjoying the look of wide-eyed wonder on his lover's face. "So yeah, I love you, Spike."
Spike felt himself fly apart, turning to water that flowed back to Xander. He pooled around his lover, an endless pool of something better than he really was. Xander was inside him, he was inside Xander; there was no separating them now. Spike let go, pleasure and ecstasy twining him back together with his lover fitted within.
Xander watched crystalline eyes go blind, pale lips parted in a soundless gasp. His own, long-denied climax pounded into him, relentless and demanding. He gave in to it, pouring himself into Spike in a heated wash of himself. With a quiet sigh, he collapsed against the vampire, utterly spent.
Spike dimly felt a warm hand brush his hip. Warm breath preceded the two words he was fully expecting. "Fifty-two," Xander whispered. "Love you," He added as both men drifted off to sleep.
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