Without a moment of hesitation, Spike knocked on the door to Xander's apartment. He felt no need to delay when he knew his destiny lay on the other side of the door. The only question being whether it was too late to claim that destiny. The vampire saw no choice but to find out.



After a few minutes with no answer, Spike unlocked the door with his own key. Thankful that he and Xander had both forgotten he even had it when they broke up, the blonde moved silently into the room closing the door behind him with barely a click.



He knew immediately that his lover was in bed asleep. He had become attuned to Xander's sounds and breathing patterns while they were together. He knew the sound of the boy sleeping, as well as when he was excited, angry, upset and, his favorite, horny. Spike hoped that he would have the chance to hear all those sounds again.



Shedding his duster and toeing off his boots, Spike made his way to the bedroom and the sleeping mortal within. Slowly moving toward the bed, he suddenly had no idea of what he should do. Would it be best for him to just wake Xander up or wait for morning when the alarm clock went off? He was more than willing to sit there and watch his love sleep all night.



Making his decision, Spike leaned in and pressed his lips to the brunette's. Xander responded almost immediately, wrapping his arms around the vampire and pulling him onto the bed. The vampire knew this had to be heaven. He'd hoped for this reaction but had not really expected it. He was so caught up in the kiss that he didn't realize that Xander's breathing had not changed. The young man was still asleep.





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Xander was having a wonderful dream. He had his lover in his arms. Attached at the lips, hands hastily tearing at clothing, hot skin seeking out cool. The boy rolled over on top of the body he knew as well as his own and began to nuzzle the vampire's throat. Licking and sucking he made his way to Spike's left nipple, teasing it into a tight bud.



So happy that his lover had returned to their bed, and not able to wait another moment, Xander reached out toward the nightstand and grabbed the half used bottle of lube. Pouring a generous amount into his hand, he quickly coated his painfully erect cock and moved into position over Spike.



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Spike writhed under his lover's touch. He had been such a fool when he thought he could leave this boy behind. Nothing could ever compare to the feeling of Xander's well-muscled body holding onto him, controlling and driving him into a sexual and emotional frenzy. He couldn't even remember why he had initially been attracted to the slayer, the dreams he'd once had no a distant memory. But this, his Xander, he would remember for eternity.



Becoming aware of what Xander was doing, Spike tried not to tense as his body was entered without being prepared. Not that he was adverse to this type of roughness, but Xander was usually very careful with him, knowing he had been turned a virgin and would, therefore, remain a virgin. So, body relaxed, Spike let out a contented sigh as his lover pushed forward and breeched his tight passage.



Ever so slowly, Xander began his assault; pulling out until only the tip of his cock remained and back in to be fully sheathed inside of Spike. Over and over Xander rocked into his lover. Spike gripped the mortal's shoulders as he came closer to climax. It was very rare that he could cum without ever being touched, but this intensity after their separation was driving him over the edge.



Briefly, Spike wondered how the young man was able to hold for so long without showing any signs of nearing completion.



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Something was wrong. In Xander's mind, he was sure he was dreaming. How else would Spike be in his bed? But his body was telling him otherwise. He knew well the difference between a dream and actually sinking into his lover. And this was the real thing.



Xander abruptly halted his movements and took at the sight before him. He had seen it many times over the months they had been together. And he had never expected to see it again. Spike. Spread out under him, panting unnecessarily, wanton expression on his face, love and lust evident in his eyes.



His first instinct was to pull away and throw the vampire out of his apartment. //How dare he come in here like this! He lost that right the last time he walked out the door!// For a moment, Xander wasn't sure what he would do. And then... //He really wants it that bad? He... can...fucking...have it!//



As that thought formed in his mind, Xander began pounding unmercifully into Spike. Not caring how much pain he caused, he rammed in with all his strength over and over again. He would make sure Spike remembered this for a while, one way or another.



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The master vampire howled as Xander began pounding him into the mattress. He'd realized his mistake the moment the boy's breathing changed. He was sure he was going to be tossed out, after a good verbal bashing, and told he had just enough time to get out of town. He had not expected this.



Being the vampire he is, and the fact that he had been so close to cumming before Xander had become aware, Spike lost control, shifted into gameface and came long and hard crying out his lover's name.



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Xander tried to maintain control, but watching Spike spray cum between them and feeling the subsequent muscle spasms around his cock, the brunette followed the vampire into momentary bliss and collapsed into a sweaty heap with the blonde.



Once Xander was able to calm his breathing and gather his wits, he rolled over and got out of bed. He picked up his robe and took a towel out of the closet without looking back toward the bed. On his way into the bathroom, he finally spoke.



"Get out."