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Happy Birthday, Bonster.
"Spike?"
"Mmm?" Spike hummed, his attention focused on the street ahead of them. He and Xander were wending their way back to their hotel, where a shower and clean clothes awaited.
"How much longer are we going to stay here?" Xander inquired curiously. "Not that I don't like it here--I do. A lot, in fact. It's got that...relax and let your hair down feeling to it. But..."
Spike turned to glance at the boy. Xander's collar shone dimly in the lamplight, drawing attention to a strong neck. "Wanderlust," The vampire murmured. "Nothing to be ashamed of, Xander. And we've been here long enough, I'd say."
A lopsided grin split Xander's face. He didn't bother asking where they were going next; it didn't really matter that much. There'd be plenty of time for him to pick their destinations, but for now he was content to follow Spike around the globe. "How're we going to get there?" He inquired. "Car? Boat? Plane? Camel?"
"Plane," Spike replied. "Camels spit too much."
When they reached the hotel, Spike stopped by the front desk to settle their bill and call for some plane tickets while Xander went up to bathe and begin packing. By the time Spike got to their room, the young man was laid out, naked but clean, on the bed. "Packing too much for you?" Spike asked, smirking. He narrowly avoided the towel Xander threw at him as he went in for his own ablutions.
Xander heaved himself off the bed and pulled out their luggage. There wasn't that much to pack, just a few trinkets and some clothes. He made short work of it, rearranging some stuff at the same time. During his rummaging, Xander happened upon a couple of their toys...ones they'd not really gotten a lot of use out of.
"Feel like playing, pet?" Spike inquired, staring pointedly at the buttplug Xander held in one hand. "Thought you wanted to hit the road, hmm?"
Xander grinned, palming the toy lightly. "Yeah, just thinking."
"Thinking what?" Spike asked as he helped Xander to his feet. The boy leaned against him, spreading still-damp warmth against the vampire's cooling flesh.
"That we could chronicle this trip with bodily fluids," Was the joking reply. "There's certainly no lack of them around us."
Spike grinned and wrapped his arms around Xander. "Don't hear you complaining, now do I?"
"Nah," Xander murmured, laughing softly. The laugh turned into a whimper as Spike's cool fingers found his half-hard cock, toying with him. "We're good together."
"We're a damn sight better than that," Spike growled, tightening his grip. A quick slide of legs and arms lined up their erections, eliciting a hiss as hard flesh met cold. The vampire's eyes widened as blunt fingers brushed up this thighs to tease coyly at his opening. Still, he thrust against Xander, cataloguing every hitching breath as the human responded to the movements.
Xander let Spike set a quick, driving pace, knowing that they needed this release before starting the next leg of their adventure. Between a long day's rest and the excitement of travel, both men were jumpy and tense. While he loved the spontaneity of Spike's travel plans, they also put him on edge. Speaking of which, the human had plans of his own for Spike.
"That's it," Spike hissed, feeling a now-slick finger probing him. Xander was quaking with the need to come, cock leaking in erratic smears over Spike's belly. The boy froze, hot release spilling out shortly before Spike found his own climax, shuddering as Xander struck his prostate with unerring skill.
"Eighty-seven," Xander whispered, easing the plug into Spike's ass. The vampire twitched, head coming up from Xander's shoulder to expose shocked eyes.
"Xan..." Spike began, thrown off by the sudden introduction of this toy into his body. Xander stepped back, reaching for his towel.
"Don't we have a plane to catch?"
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