Title: Love Bites
Author: Lozz0900
Disclaimer: Lots of people including Joss and Mutant Enemy own these
characters unfortunately I am not one of them! I get no money by writing
this, just a few funny looks.
Summary: When Ex-demon Anya finds out about Fiancée Xander's affair with
Spike all hell breaks loose.. literally!!
Chapter 1: The Affair
The leaves cracked and rustled beneath her as she clawed her way through the overwhelming silence that filled the air. Desperately running, gasping and crying along the uneven path. Fear pounded in her head and in her heart as she hopelessly tried to escape. It was no use though as she could hear him laughing, this was all just a big game to him, getting the adrenalin pumping sure did make the blood taste sweeter. At first he was ever so gentle with her, holding her frail body tightly against his. Softly he ran his fingers through her long brown hair as she stared, terrified into his deep blue eyes. One last look, a parting glance and he sunk his teeth into her neck, the blood poured into his mouth caressing his tongue and flowing down his throat like sweet champagne. There he stood alone, the moon like a spotlight on the proud vampire and his kill, his long black coat flowing and fluttering in the breeze. Casually he lit up a cigarette and licked his lips smiling as he looked down at the body at his feet and then disappeared into the night.
Dawn sat wrapped in an old blanket waiting eagerly for the next installment,
"Nah" said Spike
Drinking the last of the whiskey from the shot glass he had been cradling for the last hour,
"Had enough of my stories for one night pet, same time next week though ey!"
Spike grabbed his duster from the back or the chair and swung it round his shoulders, sliding in his arms and straightening the collar. He shouted a brief goodbye to Buffy who was busy re-searching the finer points of the Roundhouse kick with Giles in the basement and then stepped out onto the porch sparking up a well-needed cigarette and heading off back to the crypt.
He'd not been home long, just settled down in front of a late night western with a glass of blood when he heard a loud banging on the door. Unenthusiastically Spike hauled himself up and crossed the crypt opening the door. A soaking wet Xander stood in the entrance. Spike smiled mischievously,
"So it's raining out now then" he said with a smirk, "anything I can help you with?"
Xander pushed his way past him and stood looking all shy and venerable in his soaking wet clothes, "Spike I know we said last night was a one off but."
With that Xander threw himself at Spike passionately kissing the vampires cool lips, Spike dropped the glass he was holding, blood splashed everywhere creating a red carpet on the harsh stone floor. Forcefully Spike pushed Xander up against the wall tearing off Xander's shirt then his own and then eagerly clawing at Xander's belt buckle.
Spike found himself alone when he woke up the next morning but the smell of fresh bagels and warm blood told him that Xander had hung around. Stark naked Spike climbed the ladder upstairs and found Xander arranging the pairs well earned breakfast on a tray. Spike stood behind him and gently kissed and nuzzled his neck rubbing his hands over Xander's body.
"Come back to bed" he whispered seductively in Xander's ear.
Holding the tray carefully Xander turned round to reply but there stood Spike in all his glory causing Xander to drop the tray in shock. Spike stood smirking as he watched the human desperately scurry about cleaning up the mess,
"I'd better.Anya.well she'll be wondering where ive been.well you know"
Xander nervously made his excuses and left leaving the satisfied vamp to giggle at the fact that yet again he'd reduced a grown man to a quivering wreck all in one night!
A few months down the line and Spike and Xander had become inseparable, outside the view of the scoobies that is.
The gang sat gathered around a large wooden table in the magic box. Dusty old books with musty yellow pages lay open as they re-searched the latest demon to wreak havoc on the Hellmouth. The bell on the door jangled loudly as the scoobies spun around to see a smoking Spike burst through the door swearing and cursing. He threw his blanket onto the floor,
"Bloody thing!"
As if he'd just strolled in from a walk in the park Spike made his way over to the counter and hopped up slapping his knees,
"So what I miss?" he enquired.
The gang quickly filled him in although he wasn't really listening he was more interested in Xander who had turned a funny shade of red! Spike totally ignored the subject in hand and instead made it his mission to get his boyfriend as hot and embarrassed as possible because he knew the funny red guy kept checking him out.
Slowly Spike began to run his hands up his legs and over his body lifting his shirt up slightly. As he sucked his own finger seductively and ran his tongue playfully over his lips Xander was becoming more and more uncomfortable as he wriggled about in his chair.
It was dark when the meeting ended and Xander left the magic box. Anya had gone to some girly sleepover with Willow, Tara and Dawn and Buffy was doing a little extra training with Giles so he set off home alone. He hadn't gone far, a block or two when out of the darkness a hand grabbed his shoulder and dragged him off down a nearby alleyway. As soon as he could Xander turned around and smacked his 'attacker' in the nose,
"Ooowwwwww, steady on pet!"
It was only then he realised who it was. Spike stood clutching his nose, "Bet ya dont use that one on Anya do you" he complained,
"Yeah well" Xander replied sarcastically, " Anya doesn't stalk me does she!!"
With that Spike grabbed Xander's hips and drew him close rubbing their bodies together,
"So" he whispered, "heard your alone tonight, fancy some company in that lonely double bed of yours?"
Xander shivered longing to say yes, his body ached as he pulled himself out of the vampires grasp-leaving Spike looking quite bewildered. "What's up love?" he enquired reaching out to stroke the humans face.
"I cant" Xander lied painfully" you cut it too close today Spike and it made me realise.its Anya I love not you"
The words hit Spike like a stake in his heart as he put on a brave face, "So that's it? You're dumping me for a woman who used to torture us guys for a living? What's up you had a sudden attack of the conscience?"
Xander really wanted to take it all back, the feelings he had with Anya were nothing compared with the ones he had with Spike, the intenseness, the warmth, but he just couldn't be gay....with a vampire....he just couldn't.
"Yep" he said ok so he was a little scared now as a look of anger was playing in Spikes eyes.
"What if I just go and tell your little woman and her scoobies friends all about our little affair"
"You wouldn't, you daren't you know what Buffy would do to you"
That wiped the smile off Spikes face he would never mess with the slayer, never.
With one last look, a heart felt glance Xander was gone. Spike slid down the wall, fag in hand staring at the stars. He never knew he'd feel like this, he'd always told himself it was just a casual fling. It hurt, his insides felt like they would explode so his took his anger out the only way he knew how, leaving a trail of demon corpses all over Sunnydale.
The leaves cracked and rustled beneath her as she clawed her way through the overwhelming silence that filled the air. Desperately running, gasping and crying along the uneven path. Fear pounded in her head and in her heart as she hopelessly tried to escape. It was no use though as she could hear him laughing, this was all just a big game to him, getting the adrenalin pumping sure did make the blood taste sweeter. At first he was ever so gentle with her, holding her frail body tightly against his. Softly he ran his fingers through her long brown hair as she stared, terrified into his deep blue eyes. One last look, a parting glance and he sunk his teeth into her neck, the blood poured into his mouth caressing his tongue and flowing down his throat like sweet champagne. There he stood alone, the moon like a spotlight on the proud vampire and his kill, his long black coat flowing and fluttering in the breeze. Casually he lit up a cigarette and licked his lips smiling as he looked down at the body at his feet and then disappeared into the night.
Dawn sat wrapped in an old blanket waiting eagerly for the next installment,
"Nah" said Spike
Drinking the last of the whiskey from the shot glass he had been cradling for the last hour,
"Had enough of my stories for one night pet, same time next week though ey!"
Spike grabbed his duster from the back or the chair and swung it round his shoulders, sliding in his arms and straightening the collar. He shouted a brief goodbye to Buffy who was busy re-searching the finer points of the Roundhouse kick with Giles in the basement and then stepped out onto the porch sparking up a well-needed cigarette and heading off back to the crypt.
He'd not been home long, just settled down in front of a late night western with a glass of blood when he heard a loud banging on the door. Unenthusiastically Spike hauled himself up and crossed the crypt opening the door. A soaking wet Xander stood in the entrance. Spike smiled mischievously,
"So it's raining out now then" he said with a smirk, "anything I can help you with?"
Xander pushed his way past him and stood looking all shy and venerable in his soaking wet clothes, "Spike I know we said last night was a one off but."
With that Xander threw himself at Spike passionately kissing the vampires cool lips, Spike dropped the glass he was holding, blood splashed everywhere creating a red carpet on the harsh stone floor. Forcefully Spike pushed Xander up against the wall tearing off Xander's shirt then his own and then eagerly clawing at Xander's belt buckle.
Spike found himself alone when he woke up the next morning but the smell of fresh bagels and warm blood told him that Xander had hung around. Stark naked Spike climbed the ladder upstairs and found Xander arranging the pairs well earned breakfast on a tray. Spike stood behind him and gently kissed and nuzzled his neck rubbing his hands over Xander's body.
"Come back to bed" he whispered seductively in Xander's ear.
Holding the tray carefully Xander turned round to reply but there stood Spike in all his glory causing Xander to drop the tray in shock. Spike stood smirking as he watched the human desperately scurry about cleaning up the mess,
"I'd better.Anya.well she'll be wondering where ive been.well you know"
Xander nervously made his excuses and left leaving the satisfied vamp to giggle at the fact that yet again he'd reduced a grown man to a quivering wreck all in one night!
A few months down the line and Spike and Xander had become inseparable, outside the view of the scoobies that is.
The gang sat gathered around a large wooden table in the magic box. Dusty old books with musty yellow pages lay open as they re-searched the latest demon to wreak havoc on the Hellmouth. The bell on the door jangled loudly as the scoobies spun around to see a smoking Spike burst through the door swearing and cursing. He threw his blanket onto the floor,
"Bloody thing!"
As if he'd just strolled in from a walk in the park Spike made his way over to the counter and hopped up slapping his knees,
"So what I miss?" he enquired.
The gang quickly filled him in although he wasn't really listening he was more interested in Xander who had turned a funny shade of red! Spike totally ignored the subject in hand and instead made it his mission to get his boyfriend as hot and embarrassed as possible because he knew the funny red guy kept checking him out.
Slowly Spike began to run his hands up his legs and over his body lifting his shirt up slightly. As he sucked his own finger seductively and ran his tongue playfully over his lips Xander was becoming more and more uncomfortable as he wriggled about in his chair.
It was dark when the meeting ended and Xander left the magic box. Anya had gone to some girly sleepover with Willow, Tara and Dawn and Buffy was doing a little extra training with Giles so he set off home alone. He hadn't gone far, a block or two when out of the darkness a hand grabbed his shoulder and dragged him off down a nearby alleyway. As soon as he could Xander turned around and smacked his 'attacker' in the nose,
"Ooowwwwww, steady on pet!"
It was only then he realised who it was. Spike stood clutching his nose, "Bet ya dont use that one on Anya do you" he complained,
"Yeah well" Xander replied sarcastically, " Anya doesn't stalk me does she!!"
With that Spike grabbed Xander's hips and drew him close rubbing their bodies together,
"So" he whispered, "heard your alone tonight, fancy some company in that lonely double bed of yours?"
Xander shivered longing to say yes, his body ached as he pulled himself out of the vampires grasp-leaving Spike looking quite bewildered. "What's up love?" he enquired reaching out to stroke the humans face.
"I cant" Xander lied painfully" you cut it too close today Spike and it made me realise.its Anya I love not you"
The words hit Spike like a stake in his heart as he put on a brave face, "So that's it? You're dumping me for a woman who used to torture us guys for a living? What's up you had a sudden attack of the conscience?"
Xander really wanted to take it all back, the feelings he had with Anya were nothing compared with the ones he had with Spike, the intenseness, the warmth, but he just couldn't be gay....with a vampire....he just couldn't.
"Yep" he said ok so he was a little scared now as a look of anger was playing in Spikes eyes.
"What if I just go and tell your little woman and her scoobies friends all about our little affair"
"You wouldn't, you daren't you know what Buffy would do to you"
That wiped the smile off Spikes face he would never mess with the slayer, never.
With one last look, a heart felt glance Xander was gone. Spike slid down the wall, fag in hand staring at the stars. He never knew he'd feel like this, he'd always told himself it was just a casual fling. It hurt, his insides felt like they would explode so his took his anger out the only way he knew how, leaving a trail of demon corpses all over Sunnydale.