Title: Happenings (part one)
Author: Inge
Email: inge3000@hotmail.com
Feedback: The source of successful writing! So please, don't mind if I beg. Please! Send it all, positive and negative, to inge3000@hotmail.com
Summary: Just a basic Spike/Xander piece of slash. Not really great for young readers, see rating and warnings.
Warnings: Sex, violence, slash, so don't read if you are either too young or easily offended.
Rating: I suck at rating. I think R / NC-17, for sex and violence.
Disclaimer: Joss Whedon owns. I envy him for it. I only use them for my personal pleasure and abuse.
Note: Am inspired by all the S/X slash on the www. I adore it. So, I write it. World beware, for I have found my destiny! Well, just enjoy the story and please let me know what you think of it! I adore feedback, good and bad.
CHAPTER ONE
And we stare each other down
Like victims in the grind
Probing all the weakness
And hurt still left behind
And we cry
The tears of pearls
A dark alley at nighttime. Spike was just standing there, waiting for Xander. Oh yes, he was sure Harris would show up. After all, he'd seen the look in his eyes when they were together, wanting the same Spike did. Sort of.
Is love really the tragedy
The way you might describe
Or would a thousand lovers
Still leave you cold inside?
Make you cry
The tears of pearls
Spike's thoughts went back to last night, at the Bronze. He only went there for some fun, most definitely not to see bloody Xander Harris. Well, a little bit. Either way, they practically jumped into each other, and Spike could see in Harris's eyes that he didn't expect Spike to be there. They laughed, and played some pool. Spike won. Well, that wasn't too hard 'cause Xander wasn't paying attention to the game.
At the end of the evening, they ended up kissing in the same alley Spike was waiting for Xander now.
Your kisses are like pearls
So different and so rare
But anger stole the jewels away
And love has left you bare
Make you cry
These tears of pearls
Spike smiled vaguely at that thought, which was most pleasant. How long has he been fantasising about those beautiful lips, and that astonishing body? Must be at least several months. But after they kissed for a while, Xander backed away shocked, and had run off into the night. Leaving Spike there upset and confused. Spike finally went home, to his crypt, but hadn't been able to sleep for a few hours. He had made up this plan, and was anxious on accomplishing it now.
Well I could be the tired joker
Pour my heart to get you in
Sacrifice my happiness
Just so I could win
Maybe cry
These tears of pearls
~~~
Xander wasn't planning on going until 10 minutes ago. Yes, he liked Spike a lot, and yes, he liked the kissing part. Still, it was Spike. Evil vampire. Chipped, but a vampire. And had he mentioned he might be… well, not heterosexual?
Which is something you have to get used to, especially when you're name is Xander Harris and you live on the Hellmouth. Coping with demons is one thing; coping with your sexuality being a teenager is another.
But his curiosity was stronger than his shame for kissing Spike, so he had just grabbed his coat and went to the alley to meet Spike. The legendary alley where his lips had touched Spike's. Which was, well, great. But weird. Major weird! Then again, he lived on the Hellmouth as said before, it wasn't that weird. Besides, Buffy dated a vampire for like two years. Of course, Angel had a soul, but he was still a vampire.
Back to subject: Spike. And Spike's lips.
Those wonderful lips he had wanted to feel for so long. His feelings for Spike had only grown since Anya broke up with him two months ago, totally unexpected.
He and Anya were watching TV, and all of a sudden, Anya stood up and said:
"I just have to say it right now 'cause there will never be a good moment. I'm breaking up with you, because we would never work out well. I'm sorry, you were a great boyfriend."
And with those words, she turned around and walked out of the door, leaving Xander there. She had come back to the apartment the next day to pick up her stuff, and told him she found a place of her own.
He had been thinking about Spike more and more after that night, feeling a deep desire growing inside of him. But he kept refusing it, ashamed of his feelings. Eventually, he ended up kissing Spike in the alley he was heading to now. And feeling very regretful about the kissing part. He felt confused; what did Spike want exactly? You could never be sure what Spike meant. Maybe he had good intentions, maybe bad. Truth to be told, Xander didn't care. He just liked being with Spike.
~~~
Spike started pacing. Whelp was coming close now, Spike could smell him. Catching the scent of Xander made his mind fly back to the note he had send to Xander. He wrote him the following:
Xander,
Would like to meet you tonight, in the alley. Got some things to tell you.
Will get things figured out. See you there.
Spike
He made the note as vague as possible, knowing that Xander wouldn't fail to know which alley Spike meant.
He almost went nuts when he thought about Harris. Secretly admiring him, caressing the few times they patrolled together. He had never thought he had a chance until that night. Knowing now that Harris at least didn't back off, but made the first move and making Spike crazy, was enough for Spike to know that Harris wanted more. So, this time, he was going to take Xander whether he liked it or not. No questions asked, ha bloody ha.
He lit another cigarette but stopped the pacing. It made even him crazy after a while, and maybe he could hear Harris coming when he was sitting quietly.
~~~
Xander thought about him and Spike. He never thought he would ever dare to kiss Spike, let alone Spike answering it! Well, they were both a little drunk. Okay, a lot drunk. But they had fun that night, didn't they? And stupid me had to spoil it all by kissing Spike!
He could slap himself right now, but he had better things to do. Thinking about what to say to Spike, because he was coming close to the alley now, and he still had no idea what Spike wanted from him. Maybe he just had to kiss Spike again, and get things sorted out.
God, he wanted Spike so much, but it was so wrong. He had hoped for a while that Spike felt the same, but he'd given up hope soon after. What would Spike see in him, the regular Joe of the group? He hoped to get things straightened out when he talked to Spike.
~~~
Why wouldn't bloody Harris hurry up? He was so close now, and Spike was getting more and more excited. Xander was slowly walking towards the alley, as if he was hesitating. Spike really hoped that Xander didn't chicken out and head back home. He wasn't sure what he'd do if he couldn't feel Harris tonight, caress him, show him the new, improved Spike…
He had met a demon right before he went to the bronze, one of the ugly, slimy kind. But Spike had seen a picture of it in one of Giles' books when researching, and the demon was able to grant wishes. To a certain point, cause it wasn't one of the most powerful wish-demons, but it was enough for Spike.
He had only one wish at that moment, and that was Xander to love him. But since wishes can never be used for love, he chose the next best thing: getting the chip out of his brains.
It made him crazy, not being able to bite at all. So, he approached the demon and he had asked him to help. The demon helped, no price charged, and Spike headed to the Bronze planning to feed. By the time he got to the Bronze, he saw Xander and decided there were better things to do. Ending up in an alley kissing Xander, Spike didn't complain.
What Spike didn't know, was that the demon actually did have a price. He just never let the customers know, until they had forgotten about the deal. Then, the demon would come and take its toll. And Spike had no idea. He was just standing there, waiting for Xander.
Lost in thought, he didn't hear him approach and suddenly the two men were standing there, facing each other with different expressions on their faces. Spike's surprised, excited, and a little scared that Xander would run away again. And Xander's, unsure of what to do or to say, and also a little scared of Spike's intentions, good or bad. Two men, enemies to death at first, but later on starting to like each other.
And through time, love found itself a place in between the two man which were now friends, despite the fact that both were denying their feelings.
"So…" Xander said uncertain, "will you tell me why the hell you wanted me to come here for?"
Hesitant smile from Xander's side, sarcastic and satisfied grin from Spike's.
"Oh yes, I'm going to show you -exactly- why you're here."
With those words, Spike pushed Xander up to the wall behind him. He lost himself when he smelled Xander so close to him.
"You see Harris, I'm not the same vampire I was when we last met."
Xander swallowed. "O, really? I haven't really noticed any changes at your side. And would you please let me go now, thanks?"
Xander was startled, he had expected anything but this.
"Listen, Spike, if this is about… What we did last time when we were here? When we were both drunk? If that's the case, well, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that, I wasn't…"
Spike smiled, he couldn't help but being a little touched by Xander's words, worried that Spike would think he was crazy.
"Hush pet, stop the babbling. It's okay, you don't have to explain."
Spike grinned; the kid had more balls than he thought.
"Okay," said Xander, interrupting Spike's thoughts, "now we've got that figured out, could you put me on the floor again so we can talk about whatever it is you wanted to talk to me about."
He started to struggle, and was more annoyed when Spike didn't let go but just held him there.
"Well, I happen to like this position, so if you don't mind I'm just going to keep you there for a while. And if you quit the bloody struggling it doesn't hurt as much, so be quiet okay? You see, the 'changes', as you just called it, are not visible from the outside. You must remember the little bugger in here?"
He pointed at his head, and enjoyed the sight of Xander's expression changing from annoyed to shocked.
"By the looks of it, you do. Then you must be as pleased as I am when I tell you I got the nasty thing out?"
Abruptly he let Xander go, which just dropped on the floor. He bend over, and pulled Xander up.
"Listen Harris, whether you like it or now, I want you. I started to feel more for you than I first wanted, but I gave in to it. I'm going to make you do the same. No bloody metal chip in my head to stop me, so I'm just going to take you here, now and violently. I'm going to show you things you never knew, and make you like it. I'm going to make you beg to me for release, and when you do I won't give it until I feel like it."
He couldn't hold himself back anymore, so he kissed Xander passionately, and then backed away to see the look on Harris's face.
Xander was shocked, though deep inside very pleased. But he still held back. He wasn't sure if Spike either did all this because he felt the same, or to get Xander to make a fool out of himself and humiliate him in front of his friends afterwards. Which was what you came to expect from Spike, if you knew him. But Xander began to think the Scoobies didn't know Spike at all.
The moment seemed to last for hours, and Xander made his decision. What did he have to loose? His friends made jokes about him already, and he wasn't planning to hide his feelings forever, so he just looked at Spike once more and kissed those delicious lips again.
Spike smiled silently. He was glad Xander didn't struggle anymore, because he wasn't planning on hurting. At least not in a non-sexual way. When it came to his 'nummy treat', he wanted to make Harris bloody scream. And hell knew Spike could do that, with almost a hundred-and-thirty years of experience, with men and women. He was going to take fucking Harris here and now, and nothing was going to stop them.
Spike closed his eyes and forced his tongue in Xander's mouth, who willingly accepted it. He pulled himself a little bit closer to Xander, and couldn't help but moan. Their bodies were so close together, and he could feel Xander's arousal, as big as his own. Their mouths slightly parted, and Spike hissed for the breath he didn't need.
He smiled slightly, and Xander whispered in his ear: "We better get back to the apartment, or any regular guy would have a great show."
The moment he'd said it he knew it wasn't in the rules of Spike's game that they were playing now. And indeed, Spike said:
"Let them watch. Wouldn't you do the exact same thing? Besides, I made a promise moments ago, and a vampire never breaks his bloody promises…"
The cool tongue was making his entry in Xander's warm mouth again, and this time they both moaned.
"Turn around pet, I'm going to make you wish you didn't feel the way you do, I'm going to make you see stars and after that you'll do the same to me."
Xander was still a little confused with the experience of Spike's tongue in his mouth. Thoughts as raping went through his mind, but he quickly pushed them away and surrendered to Spike's tongue, which was now making a trace down Xander's cheek when he ordered him to turn around.
So he did, and he felt cool fingers trace his spine slowly, too slowly, and eventually pull his sweater over his head. Xander shivered by the touch of the cold night air on his naked skin, and he waited for Spike's next move. Trembling with desire, he longed for Spike so much. And he had been for so long, he just didn't realize it until now. Even if Spike would kill him after he had good shag, it would be worth it. It would so be worth it. He murmured when Spike's hands touched his back, and slowly making their way to Xander's pants. If he just hurried up, because he wouldn't be able to hold himself back much longer.
Spike felt really satisfied with himself, knowing that he was gonna have a new playmate soon. He slowly moved his hands to Xander's groin, and he grinned when Xander almost shouted out his pleasure. Then he backed off, and enjoyed Xander's confused look.
Xander wondered why Spike stopped so suddenly. But he could feel the tension in the air, and he knew Spike wasn't finished, not just yet. But he wasn't sure what Spike's next step would be… Spike slowly moved towards Xander, and placed his lips in Xander's neck.
"Isn't this what you always wanted?" he whispered, "Didn't you always feel bad about being regular? Buffy is the slayer, Willow and Tara witches, then Dawn as the key… I know, you're loyal and you have a pure heart, but you're still normal. And you wanna be different. Special. I can give you that."
Xander, whose mind was still blurred by everything that was happened, nodded.
"Yes…" Spike vamped out, but didn't let Xander that. "Do you want me to?" And when Xander nodded again, he whispered: "Alexander Lavelle Harris, you're mine. Forever." And with those words he sank his teeth in Xander's neck.
To be continued!
Author: Inge
Email: inge3000@hotmail.com
Feedback: The source of successful writing! So please, don't mind if I beg. Please! Send it all, positive and negative, to inge3000@hotmail.com
Summary: Just a basic Spike/Xander piece of slash. Not really great for young readers, see rating and warnings.
Warnings: Sex, violence, slash, so don't read if you are either too young or easily offended.
Rating: I suck at rating. I think R / NC-17, for sex and violence.
Disclaimer: Joss Whedon owns. I envy him for it. I only use them for my personal pleasure and abuse.
Note: Am inspired by all the S/X slash on the www. I adore it. So, I write it. World beware, for I have found my destiny! Well, just enjoy the story and please let me know what you think of it! I adore feedback, good and bad.
CHAPTER ONE
And we stare each other down
Like victims in the grind
Probing all the weakness
And hurt still left behind
And we cry
The tears of pearls
A dark alley at nighttime. Spike was just standing there, waiting for Xander. Oh yes, he was sure Harris would show up. After all, he'd seen the look in his eyes when they were together, wanting the same Spike did. Sort of.
Is love really the tragedy
The way you might describe
Or would a thousand lovers
Still leave you cold inside?
Make you cry
The tears of pearls
Spike's thoughts went back to last night, at the Bronze. He only went there for some fun, most definitely not to see bloody Xander Harris. Well, a little bit. Either way, they practically jumped into each other, and Spike could see in Harris's eyes that he didn't expect Spike to be there. They laughed, and played some pool. Spike won. Well, that wasn't too hard 'cause Xander wasn't paying attention to the game.
At the end of the evening, they ended up kissing in the same alley Spike was waiting for Xander now.
Your kisses are like pearls
So different and so rare
But anger stole the jewels away
And love has left you bare
Make you cry
These tears of pearls
Spike smiled vaguely at that thought, which was most pleasant. How long has he been fantasising about those beautiful lips, and that astonishing body? Must be at least several months. But after they kissed for a while, Xander backed away shocked, and had run off into the night. Leaving Spike there upset and confused. Spike finally went home, to his crypt, but hadn't been able to sleep for a few hours. He had made up this plan, and was anxious on accomplishing it now.
Well I could be the tired joker
Pour my heart to get you in
Sacrifice my happiness
Just so I could win
Maybe cry
These tears of pearls
~~~
Xander wasn't planning on going until 10 minutes ago. Yes, he liked Spike a lot, and yes, he liked the kissing part. Still, it was Spike. Evil vampire. Chipped, but a vampire. And had he mentioned he might be… well, not heterosexual?
Which is something you have to get used to, especially when you're name is Xander Harris and you live on the Hellmouth. Coping with demons is one thing; coping with your sexuality being a teenager is another.
But his curiosity was stronger than his shame for kissing Spike, so he had just grabbed his coat and went to the alley to meet Spike. The legendary alley where his lips had touched Spike's. Which was, well, great. But weird. Major weird! Then again, he lived on the Hellmouth as said before, it wasn't that weird. Besides, Buffy dated a vampire for like two years. Of course, Angel had a soul, but he was still a vampire.
Back to subject: Spike. And Spike's lips.
Those wonderful lips he had wanted to feel for so long. His feelings for Spike had only grown since Anya broke up with him two months ago, totally unexpected.
He and Anya were watching TV, and all of a sudden, Anya stood up and said:
"I just have to say it right now 'cause there will never be a good moment. I'm breaking up with you, because we would never work out well. I'm sorry, you were a great boyfriend."
And with those words, she turned around and walked out of the door, leaving Xander there. She had come back to the apartment the next day to pick up her stuff, and told him she found a place of her own.
He had been thinking about Spike more and more after that night, feeling a deep desire growing inside of him. But he kept refusing it, ashamed of his feelings. Eventually, he ended up kissing Spike in the alley he was heading to now. And feeling very regretful about the kissing part. He felt confused; what did Spike want exactly? You could never be sure what Spike meant. Maybe he had good intentions, maybe bad. Truth to be told, Xander didn't care. He just liked being with Spike.
~~~
Spike started pacing. Whelp was coming close now, Spike could smell him. Catching the scent of Xander made his mind fly back to the note he had send to Xander. He wrote him the following:
Xander,
Would like to meet you tonight, in the alley. Got some things to tell you.
Will get things figured out. See you there.
Spike
He made the note as vague as possible, knowing that Xander wouldn't fail to know which alley Spike meant.
He almost went nuts when he thought about Harris. Secretly admiring him, caressing the few times they patrolled together. He had never thought he had a chance until that night. Knowing now that Harris at least didn't back off, but made the first move and making Spike crazy, was enough for Spike to know that Harris wanted more. So, this time, he was going to take Xander whether he liked it or not. No questions asked, ha bloody ha.
He lit another cigarette but stopped the pacing. It made even him crazy after a while, and maybe he could hear Harris coming when he was sitting quietly.
~~~
Xander thought about him and Spike. He never thought he would ever dare to kiss Spike, let alone Spike answering it! Well, they were both a little drunk. Okay, a lot drunk. But they had fun that night, didn't they? And stupid me had to spoil it all by kissing Spike!
He could slap himself right now, but he had better things to do. Thinking about what to say to Spike, because he was coming close to the alley now, and he still had no idea what Spike wanted from him. Maybe he just had to kiss Spike again, and get things sorted out.
God, he wanted Spike so much, but it was so wrong. He had hoped for a while that Spike felt the same, but he'd given up hope soon after. What would Spike see in him, the regular Joe of the group? He hoped to get things straightened out when he talked to Spike.
~~~
Why wouldn't bloody Harris hurry up? He was so close now, and Spike was getting more and more excited. Xander was slowly walking towards the alley, as if he was hesitating. Spike really hoped that Xander didn't chicken out and head back home. He wasn't sure what he'd do if he couldn't feel Harris tonight, caress him, show him the new, improved Spike…
He had met a demon right before he went to the bronze, one of the ugly, slimy kind. But Spike had seen a picture of it in one of Giles' books when researching, and the demon was able to grant wishes. To a certain point, cause it wasn't one of the most powerful wish-demons, but it was enough for Spike.
He had only one wish at that moment, and that was Xander to love him. But since wishes can never be used for love, he chose the next best thing: getting the chip out of his brains.
It made him crazy, not being able to bite at all. So, he approached the demon and he had asked him to help. The demon helped, no price charged, and Spike headed to the Bronze planning to feed. By the time he got to the Bronze, he saw Xander and decided there were better things to do. Ending up in an alley kissing Xander, Spike didn't complain.
What Spike didn't know, was that the demon actually did have a price. He just never let the customers know, until they had forgotten about the deal. Then, the demon would come and take its toll. And Spike had no idea. He was just standing there, waiting for Xander.
Lost in thought, he didn't hear him approach and suddenly the two men were standing there, facing each other with different expressions on their faces. Spike's surprised, excited, and a little scared that Xander would run away again. And Xander's, unsure of what to do or to say, and also a little scared of Spike's intentions, good or bad. Two men, enemies to death at first, but later on starting to like each other.
And through time, love found itself a place in between the two man which were now friends, despite the fact that both were denying their feelings.
"So…" Xander said uncertain, "will you tell me why the hell you wanted me to come here for?"
Hesitant smile from Xander's side, sarcastic and satisfied grin from Spike's.
"Oh yes, I'm going to show you -exactly- why you're here."
With those words, Spike pushed Xander up to the wall behind him. He lost himself when he smelled Xander so close to him.
"You see Harris, I'm not the same vampire I was when we last met."
Xander swallowed. "O, really? I haven't really noticed any changes at your side. And would you please let me go now, thanks?"
Xander was startled, he had expected anything but this.
"Listen, Spike, if this is about… What we did last time when we were here? When we were both drunk? If that's the case, well, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that, I wasn't…"
Spike smiled, he couldn't help but being a little touched by Xander's words, worried that Spike would think he was crazy.
"Hush pet, stop the babbling. It's okay, you don't have to explain."
Spike grinned; the kid had more balls than he thought.
"Okay," said Xander, interrupting Spike's thoughts, "now we've got that figured out, could you put me on the floor again so we can talk about whatever it is you wanted to talk to me about."
He started to struggle, and was more annoyed when Spike didn't let go but just held him there.
"Well, I happen to like this position, so if you don't mind I'm just going to keep you there for a while. And if you quit the bloody struggling it doesn't hurt as much, so be quiet okay? You see, the 'changes', as you just called it, are not visible from the outside. You must remember the little bugger in here?"
He pointed at his head, and enjoyed the sight of Xander's expression changing from annoyed to shocked.
"By the looks of it, you do. Then you must be as pleased as I am when I tell you I got the nasty thing out?"
Abruptly he let Xander go, which just dropped on the floor. He bend over, and pulled Xander up.
"Listen Harris, whether you like it or now, I want you. I started to feel more for you than I first wanted, but I gave in to it. I'm going to make you do the same. No bloody metal chip in my head to stop me, so I'm just going to take you here, now and violently. I'm going to show you things you never knew, and make you like it. I'm going to make you beg to me for release, and when you do I won't give it until I feel like it."
He couldn't hold himself back anymore, so he kissed Xander passionately, and then backed away to see the look on Harris's face.
Xander was shocked, though deep inside very pleased. But he still held back. He wasn't sure if Spike either did all this because he felt the same, or to get Xander to make a fool out of himself and humiliate him in front of his friends afterwards. Which was what you came to expect from Spike, if you knew him. But Xander began to think the Scoobies didn't know Spike at all.
The moment seemed to last for hours, and Xander made his decision. What did he have to loose? His friends made jokes about him already, and he wasn't planning to hide his feelings forever, so he just looked at Spike once more and kissed those delicious lips again.
Spike smiled silently. He was glad Xander didn't struggle anymore, because he wasn't planning on hurting. At least not in a non-sexual way. When it came to his 'nummy treat', he wanted to make Harris bloody scream. And hell knew Spike could do that, with almost a hundred-and-thirty years of experience, with men and women. He was going to take fucking Harris here and now, and nothing was going to stop them.
Spike closed his eyes and forced his tongue in Xander's mouth, who willingly accepted it. He pulled himself a little bit closer to Xander, and couldn't help but moan. Their bodies were so close together, and he could feel Xander's arousal, as big as his own. Their mouths slightly parted, and Spike hissed for the breath he didn't need.
He smiled slightly, and Xander whispered in his ear: "We better get back to the apartment, or any regular guy would have a great show."
The moment he'd said it he knew it wasn't in the rules of Spike's game that they were playing now. And indeed, Spike said:
"Let them watch. Wouldn't you do the exact same thing? Besides, I made a promise moments ago, and a vampire never breaks his bloody promises…"
The cool tongue was making his entry in Xander's warm mouth again, and this time they both moaned.
"Turn around pet, I'm going to make you wish you didn't feel the way you do, I'm going to make you see stars and after that you'll do the same to me."
Xander was still a little confused with the experience of Spike's tongue in his mouth. Thoughts as raping went through his mind, but he quickly pushed them away and surrendered to Spike's tongue, which was now making a trace down Xander's cheek when he ordered him to turn around.
So he did, and he felt cool fingers trace his spine slowly, too slowly, and eventually pull his sweater over his head. Xander shivered by the touch of the cold night air on his naked skin, and he waited for Spike's next move. Trembling with desire, he longed for Spike so much. And he had been for so long, he just didn't realize it until now. Even if Spike would kill him after he had good shag, it would be worth it. It would so be worth it. He murmured when Spike's hands touched his back, and slowly making their way to Xander's pants. If he just hurried up, because he wouldn't be able to hold himself back much longer.
Spike felt really satisfied with himself, knowing that he was gonna have a new playmate soon. He slowly moved his hands to Xander's groin, and he grinned when Xander almost shouted out his pleasure. Then he backed off, and enjoyed Xander's confused look.
Xander wondered why Spike stopped so suddenly. But he could feel the tension in the air, and he knew Spike wasn't finished, not just yet. But he wasn't sure what Spike's next step would be… Spike slowly moved towards Xander, and placed his lips in Xander's neck.
"Isn't this what you always wanted?" he whispered, "Didn't you always feel bad about being regular? Buffy is the slayer, Willow and Tara witches, then Dawn as the key… I know, you're loyal and you have a pure heart, but you're still normal. And you wanna be different. Special. I can give you that."
Xander, whose mind was still blurred by everything that was happened, nodded.
"Yes…" Spike vamped out, but didn't let Xander that. "Do you want me to?" And when Xander nodded again, he whispered: "Alexander Lavelle Harris, you're mine. Forever." And with those words he sank his teeth in Xander's neck.
To be continued!