Title: What The Hell Are You Doing?
Author: Forsaken2003
Pairing: S/X
Rating: PG13
Disclaimer: I own none, all belong to Joss Whedon
Comments: Always welcomed!
Summary: Spike walks in on Xander doing something weird
Warnings/Spoilers: Post Series
Beta'd by: Unbeta'd

Prompt #423 from tamingthemuse- Chakra

Note: From now on most of my tamingthemuse stories will be named as the challenge.

When Spike walked into the training room to get ready for his next training session he froze to see Xander on all fours with his back arched. Of course Spike's eyes were on Xander's backside. The shorts Xander was wearing stretched around his ass leaving little to the imagination. Just the way Spike liked it.

"What the hell are you doing?" Spike finally asked after several minutes of just standing there oogling Xander.

"I'm doing yoga," Xander replied as he changed positions. He pressed the soles of his feet together now doing the butterfly pose. Once he was happy with his position he looked up at Spike who was looking at him like he was Fyarl demon. He brought a hand up to his face to make sure he was still human. Yup, still human. "You've never heard of yoga before?"

Spike glowered. "Of course I've heard of yoga, you nit. What I don't know is why you're doing it."

Xander sighed and relaxed. "I'm doing it to help my sacral chakra." Spike was now staring at him like he was a two headed Fyral demon. "I don't really understand it but I overheard the girls talking about chakra and how one of them can help with your sex life. I went on the internet and it brought up some yoga poses. I figured it wouldn't hurt to try."

"I didn't realize there was anything wrong with our sex life," Spike said defensively as he crossed his arms. "I thought our sex life was just fine."

Xander tripped over himself as he made himself stand. "No! I mean yes. The sex is great it's just I thought with me being human I could use some extra help to keep up with you. I know that you could always go another ten rounds while I'm trying to stay conscious after four."

Spike once again stared at Xander. "You're doing this for me?"

"Well… yeah. I don't like leaving you unsatisfied," Xander admitted.

"Oh luv, I'm always going to be unsatisfied." He realized he worded that wrong when he saw the look of hurt cross over Xander's face. "I didn't mean it like that, luv. I meant I'll never get enough of you. You always leave me wanting more, no matter what." He pulled Xander flushed against him and attacked his mouth. Spike kissed, sucked and bit Xander's lip.

Xander sagged against Spike as he groped Spike's ass. Even though Spike was wearing his trademark black jeans Xander could tell that he wasn't wearing any underwear. "So…" Xander pulled away. "You've got no complaints about our sex life?"

"Only one," Spike said and he used his foot to sweep Xander's legs out from under him them both falling onto a mat. "My only complaint is that we aren't having sex right now." He rubbed his clad cock against Xander's.

"Spike…" Xander groaned. "The S.I.T's are going to come in any minute.

Spike continued to rub against Xander. "Fine, no sex."

Xander realized that Spike wasn't going to give up and honestly Xander was in no position to stop him. His hands grabbed at Spike as they both continued to move. Neither of them noticed the group of teenage girls come into the room.

When they both came… loudly they realized they were no longer alone by the hooting, hollering and catcalls.

Xander looked over Spike's shoulder to find not only S.I.T's but Buffy and Willow standing in the mix as well. "Uh… hi, girls?"

The End