Title: Brand New Us 7/9+ Epilogue
Author: Forsaken2003
Pairing: Spike/Xander
Rating: R
Disclaimer: I own none; all belong to Joss Whedon
Comments: Always welcomed!
Summary: The Hyena never left Xander and now they want Spike….whole
Warnings/Spoilers: Why not Season 5
Beta'd by: Whichclothes

Part Seven

Spike was on the hunt for some dinner. If he found a few vampires he'd gladly take them out but that wasn't the reason he was out. Xander had opted to stay at home. It was the weekend and they had already been in the house for nearly a month and he had yet to do any repairs. They ended up having quite a few visitors. All kinds of demons came to pay their respects to the new master. They claimed they were not here to cause any trouble and that they just wanted to live in peace.

"Hey, baby." A girl in her early twenties with auburn hair made her way towards Spike. "I don't suppose you're looking for some company tonight?"

Spike looked her over. She was pretty, long legs, slender hips and nice breasts. If only he wasn't in a committed relationship. He wasn't the type to cheat and he wasn't about to start. But that didn't mean he couldn't have a little fun with the bint.

"I'm always looking for some company, ducks." Spike wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her against him. "Let's go somewhere private, yeah? Never know what kind of people are out after dark."

"Tell me about it. Last week I saw some whacko. His face was mangled and he chased me for two blocks!" she exclaimed. "I'm going to get out of this city as soon as I have enough money."

Spike pulled her into a nearby alley and pushed her against the wall. He looked down into her eyes. "It would be a good idea to get out of here sooner than that, pet. This place is hell." He leaned down.

The girl closed her eyes and puckered her lips expecting Spike to kiss her. Her eyes flew open when teeth sunk into her throat. Pain exploded through her body. An ear-piercing scream escaped her lips.

Spike pulled back, his eyes yellow and his fangs out. Blood was smeared on his lips. "Quiet, ducks. Tonight's your lucky night. I'm not going to kill you. Just need a little of your blood and I'll be on my way." Spike stroked her tear-streaked cheek. He then dove back in taking a few more swallows. When he pulled away he licked his lips and, his demon façade disappeared. "You'd best be getting home now. Straight home. You'll feel better after a goodnight's sleep."

With a not so gentle shove she stumbled out of the alley, barely catching herself before she fell. Without looking back she ran as fast as she could. Spike watched until she was out of sight. He shook his head in disgust. "The chip fried my bloody brain. What kind of master lets the happy meals live? Next one, no questions, I'm sucking them dry!"

Xander wiped his forehead. For most of the day he had been painting the living room. He would have been done sooner if Spike hadn't decided to "help". The hand prints on the back of his old jeans were never going to come out! It wasn't that it hadn't been fun. In the future they were going to have to buy some body paint. Edible body paint. Yum! The hyena suggested that handcuffs would also be needed. She had some of the best ideas!

The living room was finally done. The walls were an off white color. Xander had decided to keep it simple. He did a quick clean up. Spike would be home anytime and after a hunt he was always horny. The door opened. Speak of the devil. "Babe, get your ass in here. I'm done."

Spike strolled into the room. The walls looked good. He would have gone with something darker but they'd keep that for the bedroom. And his office; Spike decided a nice dark red would do nicely. "Looks great, Xan." He shrugged his duster off, letting it fall to the floor. "You're all done for the night then, yeah?"

"I think I could be persuaded into putting away my paint brush for the night," Xander said coyly. The hyena decided she wanted to play. "Want to play a game?"

"Hmmm…. Could be interesting. What do you have in mind there, sweets?" Spike asked. The hyena playing was always fun.

Xander sauntered over to Spike and kissed him. "You look like you need a good chase."

Spike's jeans tightened. Was Xander suggesting what he thought he was suggesting? "You mean?" He went to wrap his arms around Xander only to have him dodge away.

"Let the hunt begin!" And Xander was off.

With a feral grin Spike bounded after him. They raced through the kitchen and into the dining room. For show Xander turned over one of their chairs and ran around the table before dashing out back into the living room. He grinned when he heard Spike swear. Xander didn't think Spike would actually hit it. He bounded up the stairs and shuddered when he heard a low rumble behind him.

As soon as Xander hit the bedroom he was grabbed from behind and tossed onto their bed. He lay there panting when Spike pounced on him holding his hands above his head. "Hello, nummy," Spike purred in Xander's ear.

Xander struggled weakly; they wanted Spike to have complete control. "What are you going to do with us?" Xander whispered.

"So many delicious things," Spike promised and bit Xander's bottom lip. He then tore Xander's shirt off his body. Spike licked, sucked and bit. He had Xander thrashing his head side to side. Low growls escaped Xander's throat. Spike released his hold on Xander's wrists. "Don't move them."

"We need to buy handcuffs," Xander commented. He left his hands where they were. Xander lifted his hips up after Spike finished unzipping the jeans. "Strong ones."

Spike grunted in agreement. When he got Xander's pants off he looked up at him. He was impressed to see Xander wasn't wearing boxers. "No boxers, pet?"

"I thought it would be sexy," Xander said. "Remind me never again. Fucking uncomfortable!" he complained. Soon the only noises coming out of his mouth were moans and groans. Spike's lips were wrapped around his cock. His hips came off the bed as he hoped that Spike would take more of him in.

When Spike was sure Xander wasn't going to last much longer he pulled away and smacked his lips together. He watched as green eyes glared down at him. Xander's chest was heaving; beads of sweat covered his forehead. Spike stared at him; he was absolutely stunning.

The hyena whined and went to make a grab for Spike. If Spike wouldn't finish it she would. Xander found himself flipped over and Spike pressed against him. "Don't remember telling you to move." Spike gave a quick smack to Xander's ass. Hard enough that the skin turned pink but not enough for it to bruise. "Now is it my nummy that is being impatient or the bitch?" There was a snarl for his answer. "I thought so." Spike tsked. "Xan's right. We really do need handcuffs." Spike bit Xander's shoulder. "You get on your hands and knees while I get more comfortable and I'll see if I can make you both happy."

Xander mentally scolded the hyena. Spike knew what he was doing. It's not like he wouldn't let them come. The smack hadn't hurt him just surprised him.

Quickly Spike stripped down and was back on the bed just as Xander got into position. "That's a good boy." He kissed the back of Xander's neck. "You with me, Xander? Come out for me."

"Spike, please," Xander whimpered. He wanted to feel Spike on him, in him. "We want you…. I want you."

"I know you do, can smell it." Spike purred and wrapped a hand around Xander's cock. He gave it a gentle squeeze before pulling back. Spike grabbed a bottle of lotion they kept on the night stand. They agreed it was more convenient. He smeared it over his cock. "Such a lovely little chase. Got the blood pumping didn't it?" He eased himself into Xander.

Xander let out a low moan. He loved Spike filling him. "We thought you'd enjoy it."

"That I did, pet. Now relax and let Spike take care of you," Spike whispered and moved in and out of Xander. It was a slow pace, not hard or rough. He wrapped one hand around Xander's cock again stoking in time with his thrusts.

Xander was the first one to come. Spike quickly followed when Xander clenched his ass around him. When they both came down from their orgasms Spike pulled out and flopped down on the bed and pulled Xander against him for a cuddle. "I'm a lucky bastard," Spike said and kissed the top of Xander's mop of hair.

"We know," Xander said. He sighed contently. "So are we."

The next evening before Spike and Xander had a chance to go on patrol they were greeted with an uninvited guest. A vampire named Zane. Spike knew him from years ago but he hadn't seen him in almost three decades. They had met in New York, both trying to kill the slayer. Spike had beat Zane to the punch. Even though Zane pretended to be happy for Spike he seethed inside. Spike had already had a slayer under his belt while Zane had none.

Zane was bald with pale blue eyes, nothing like Spike's bright ones. He wasn't bulky but he wasn't lean either. A little smaller than Xander but bigger than Spike. His nose had a slight crook to it and Xander wondered why. Was he born with it like that or did someone do it to him? Xander hoped someone did it to him; he got a bad vibe from this Zane guy.

"Zane, what an unwelcome surprise," Spike greeted. He told Xander to allow him to enter their home. "This is my consort Xander. Xander, this is Zane….an old acquaintance."

Xander looked over him. Truth was Zane didn't really look like much to him. "Was he one of your old minions?"

Zane shot a disgusted look at Xander. "I am a master, boy. You'd best remember your place."

"I know my place just fine." Xander stepped up beside Spike. "It's you who should remember your place. This is our home and you are merely a guest. An unwanted one at that."

"You'd best treat my boy with respect. He isn't your run of the mill human. He's got his own demon in him," Spike warned. He would have like to see what Xander would do to Zane if he disrespected him again.

With a pained look Zane slightly bowed his head. "My apologies."

"Why are you here, Zane?" Spike asked. He led them into the study. He took the seat behind the large oak desk. Xander stood beside him while Zane took a seat across from them. "I've just returned to Cleveland from my trip to Paris. It was a surprise to say the least when I found out you decided to take up residence here."

"Not just residence. I've declared myself master here," Spike corrected and leaned back. "I can tell you I was shocked when no other vampire tried to challenge me. I guess my reputation precedes me."

Zane cleared his throat. "That is why I am here. I have been in Cleveland for almost a decade."

"Really?" Spike said with disinterest.

"Yes." Zane straightened up. "So theoretically I think that would make me master of Cleveland."

Xander couldn't contain the snort. He couldn't see Zane as anything besides someone's pet vampire.

"So you've come here to what? Proclaim you are master here?" Spike leaned forward, placing his arms on the desk. "Expect me to just roll over?"

"That is exactly why I have come here," Zane stated. "I expect you to step down. I am the rightful master."

Spike just stared at him before tossing his head back and barking out a laugh. Xander jumped a little at the action. He had anticipated Spike jumping over the desk and stake Zane. "I have two slayers under my belt. I am not intimidated easily. I'm more frightened of Xander than I am of you. Don't want to see him mad, let me tell you."

Zane stood abruptly. He would not be made to look like a fool. "I declare a duel. To the death. Last one standing claims Cleveland as his own."

"Fuck that!" Xander spit out. The hyena growled loudly in Xander's head. "Spike is master! You are just some wanna-be master. You're not even half the vampire Spike is."

Spike rested a hand on Xander's arm, silencing him. "Calm yourself, Xander." Green eyes glared down at Spike but he remained silent. "If I accept, I pick the place."

"That sounds reasonable," Zane said with a smile. He knew Spike wasn't the type of person that would turn down a challenge.

"Fine, a week from today, you will come back here. Xander has yet to fix up the basement. I think that will be the perfect place," Spike said with a smile. Home advantage.

Zane knew that he had fallen into a trap. He couldn't back out now though, he wouldn't look weak. After all he was master. "I will be back in one week." Zane stuck his hand out to shake on it and to seal the deal.

Spike shook his hand with revulsion. What self-respecting vampire shook hands? "I'm sure you can show yourself out. We have plans for the evening."

"Of course. I will see you both next week." Zane bowed and a small smirk played over his lips. He left Spike and Xander already making plans. Once he killed Spike he would take over his house. He would also take Xander as a pet. Zane had a feeling it would be fun breaking him in.