Title: Crawford Street Mansion

Author: Forsaken2003

Pairing: S/X

Rating: R

Disclaimer: I own none, all belong to Joss Whedon

Comments: Always welcomed!

Summary: AU: Xander agrees to stay at the abandoned Crawford Street Mansion only to find out it's not so abandoned.

Warnings/Spoilers: None

Beta'd by: Unbeta'd

Xander stood outside the Crawford Street Mansion with a sleeping bag, pillow and a duffel bag. He had no idea how he had gotten here. Okay, he did. The entire football team made an announcement last week that if anyone stayed in the mansion all night with proof they would pay that person five hundred dollars. Xander moved faster than he ever had not chancing anyone else beating him. There were stories of the mansion being haunted. It had been abandoned for fifty years at least.

There doors were locked up tight and Xander didn't think about that. How the hell was he supposed to get in? He walked to the back of the house and found a broken window. Obviously he wasn't the first to sneak in. Xander pushed open the window and cut the palm of his hand. "Ow!" There was blood but nothing that had Xander concerned about. He'd wrap it up and it would be fine. It did hurt like a bitch though. Careful not cut himself any further Xander climbed through the window falling into a lump onto the floor.

"Cat reflexes you do not have, Xander," Xander commented to himself as he stood up and dusted himself off. He pulled his phone out of his pocket and turned the flashlight on. The kitchen wasn't so much of a disaster as just needing a really good cleaning.

After finding his way to the living room Xander set his stuff down. A few minutes later he was all set up sitting on his sleeping bag, the camping lantern he brought lit up. He started to record himself for proof for Larry and the others. "So it's ten-thirty on October thirty-first, twenty twenty-one. I'm in the Crawford Street Mansion alone."

Xander then turned the camera showing the shadowy room. "I haven't really explored the house yet. I'd be lying if I said it isn't kind of creepy." He turned the camera back to himself and held up his injured hand. "I ended up cutting my hand trying to get in, so you guys better give me the five hundred bucks tomorrow." Xander turned the camera off, quickly wrapped up his hand before lying down. "This is going to be so boring," he moaned.

A few minutes later Xander heard a creak come from upstairs and stood up, phone and lantern in hand and started recording again. "I heard something upstairs. I'm sure it's just a window that blew open." The stairs squeaked under his weight. "Hello?" Xander called out. "Is anyone here?" There was another creak causing Xander to freeze. "I'm not here to cause trouble." He started up the stairs again. Xander walked halfway down the hall.

"What's wrong with a little trouble?" A voice came from a room down the hall.

All Xander could see were two glowing eyes. His eyes widened and he started to walk backwards. "What the hell?" Before he could blink the figure was standing in front of him, his hands firmly on Xander's arms holding him in place.

"What is a tasty morsel like yourself doing here?" Yellow eyes stared into Xander's hazel ones. His face was disfigured and he had fangs.

Xander tried pulling free but it just caused the iron grip to tighten even more. "I'm just here for a bet. The football team said they'd pay me five hundred bucks if I stayed here all night and recorded parts through the night. I didn't know anything... one. Anyone lived here. Please don't kill me."

"If I wanted to kill you I'd let go of you and let you fall down the stairs."

Xander looked behind him and saw that he was one step away from taking a tumble. "Please, don't let me fall."

The monster in front of him pulled him close, their faces almost touching making Xander flinch away. With a smirk he pulled Xander away from the stairs dragged him into the room he originally have been in. It was a bedroom. "Looks like I just saved your life when I could have ended it like this." He snapped his fingers.

Xander gulped. "T-thank you." He realized his phone was still recording. There was no way he wasn't going to get the money. That is if he isn't murdered by the end of the night. "Who are you?"

"Name's Spike. If I let you go and you try to run I will catch you and break your neck. Do you understand?"

Not knowing what to say Xander merely nodded.

"Good boy." Spike released his hold. "I don't supposed that cut of yours is still bleeding, Xander?"

"Um... how did you know about that? And my name?" Xander asked as he unwrapped his hand.

Spike raised an eyebrow. "You haven't figured out I'm a vampire? I smelt the blood the micro-second you cut your hand. I also heard you when you were talking to yourself." He seized Xander's wrist and saw that the wound was still oozing. "I was hoping it was worse than what it is."

"I'm sorry?" Xander asked. He wasn't actually sorry, he actually preferred his blood inside his body.

"I'm sure you would have cut yourself worse if you'd known I was here."

Xander scrunched up his face. No, no he wouldn't have. "Um... what are you going to do?"

Not taking his eyes off of Xander's face Spike brought his hand up swiped his tongue across the injury. He moaned in delight.

It felt like bolts of electricity travelled from Xander's hand to his groin. He gasped and unconsciously stepped closer to Spike.

Humans were such horny creatures. Not that he was complaining. Vampires were just as bad. "Like that, do you?" Spike asked, a smirk on his lips.

"N-no."

Spike pulled Xander flush against him before lightly dragging his fangs against Xander's neck careful not to break the skin. He felt Xander shudder against him. "Still don't like it?"

Xander pulled away with a scowl on his face. "You're doing some kind of thrall thing on me! Like Dracula does in the movies," he accused.

Not liking to be compared to anyone Spike snarled. "I'm nothing like that pounce. He's the only one that does that thrall bullshit. He also owes me eleven pounds."

Xander flinched away. Not only because Spike scared him but because he felt like he had hurt his feelings. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hit a sore spot."

Spikes vampire facade faded away leaving a smooth, handsome face with soft, gorgeous blue eyes. "Never had anyone apologize to me and mean it. Usually it's because they don't want to die."

"Well, I don't want to die but I really didn't mean to insult you."

"You're cute," Spike commented as he ran his finger down Xander's cheek. "I want to keep you."

Xander's eyes went wide. "Keep me?"

Spike nodded.

"You can't."

Spike tilted his head knowing that was not true in the slightest. "Want to make a wager on that, luv?"

Xander wanted to say no but he was too curious. "You want to bet?"

Spike ran his hand down Xander's body stopping at his cock rubbing it. He knew exactly what would get Xander to take the bet. "If you agree to have sex with me and after we're done and you say you want to be mine then you are mine."

Xander moaned, his phone fell from his hand as he grabbed Spike's arms to hold himself up. He felt like this was unfair because Spike was purposely making his horny. How was he going to turn this down? "And when I win?" Xander said sure that by the end of it he would not be saying those words to Spike.

"On top of the five hundred those jocks are going to pay you I will give you... fifty thousand."

Xander's legs caved underneath him. Luckily Spike was there to pick him up, literally. He had his hands on Xander's ass, rubbing their clad cocks against each other.

"H-how do I know you even have that much?" Xander asked. He felt his back hit the wall completely trapped and not hating it.

"I'm a vampire of my word. Wouldn't be much of a master if I lied, would I?" Spike waited for Xander to respond but all he got was a shake of the head. It was good enough. "Do we have a deal?"

How crazy would Xander to bet his life even though he knew he was going to win. He heard the sound of his zipper being lowered on his jeans before the button popped open. His cock was pulled out and was now had Spike's hand wrapped around it. "Yes! Yes, we have a deal."

Spike grinned the Cheshire Cat. This was going to be the easiest bet of his unlife. "Let's seal it with a kiss." He didn't wait and smashed his lips against Xander's.

Xander moaned against Spike's lips. How was he able to multi-task? While kissing his hand never stopped moving, it didn't even flounder. Needed to breathe Xander pulled his head back slamming it against the wall. "Ow!"

"Don't worry, pet. You'll forget all about that in a minute." Spike then picked up his pace. It wasn't long until Xander was crying out as he came.

Once Xander finished his body went limp against the wall. He was panting heavily. "That... that was good. But I don't want to be yours."

"Oh, pet," Spike said sounding slightly disappointed. "Did you not take sex education?" He kept a firm hold on Xander as he moved them away from the wall. "Are bet was after sex. The hand job was just to get you going." Spike walked them over to the bed he had been sleeping in the last few nights. This was just a temporary place until he moved on.

Xander suddenly remembered the bet. He'd never had sex before. Why did he agree to this? His heart leapt into his throat when he was tossed onto the bed, bouncing a few times on the squeaky mattress. Before he could open his mouth Spike yanked off both his jeans and boxers throwing them over his shoulders. His socks soon joined them. Spike than ripped the buttons off of Xander's Hawaiian shirt. "Hey! This is my favourite shirt."

"It's hideous," Spike replied. He pulled off his clothes more carefully than he did with Xander's before climbing on the bed straddling Xander's hips. He saw little Xander waking up from it's short nap. "Someone's happy to see me."

"Look... Spike. I know we have a bet but I've never..."

Spike leaned down and buried his nose against Xander's throat. "I know. I can smell it. You're too pure. I'm surprised you haven't been napped up by a demon already."

Xander had no idea what to say let alone think about Spike's comment.

Spike felt little Xander poke him. "Let old Spike take of you." He brushed his thumb over Xander's bottom lip. "You can back out if you want to."

"Back out of sex and fifty grand? Hell no! Just... no judging, okay."

"The first time can be clumsy but that's what practise is for," Spike said supportively. He kissed Xander. His lips were so warm, Spike could get used to them. He would get used to them Spike corrected himself. Grabbing a pillow Spike pushed it under Xander's hips before taking the tube of lube that was under the pillow.

Xander couldn't believe he was actually going to have sex for the first time and with a male vampire no less. What if he hated it? What if he loved it? All thoughts disappeared the second Spike's lubed up finger touched him where no one had ever touched him before.

Spike heard Xander's breath hitch as soon as he made contact. He didn't waste time getting Xander used to his fingers. All he wanted was to bury himself into Xander's heat.

Hands over his face Xander couldn't stop his hips from moving. It felt so good.

Removing Xander's hands from his face so he could look at him Spike asked, "are you ready?"

"Y-yeah," Xander replied he mouth suddenly dry.

Spike ran his hands up Xander's legs all the way to his thighs. He put Xander's legs over his shoulders before slicking up his cock. With all the patience he had Spike slowly slid into Xander's heat. "You feel magnificent."

Xander's blushed. That was such a weird compliment in his opinion but he loved it. Spike's face was inches from his so for the first time he initiated the kiss. He felt Spike melt against him, his hands on either side of Xander's head.

Not breaking the kiss Spike started to move in and out of Xander. He had multiple partners in his long life but none had been like Xander. He was soft and cute and even better he was ready to be moulded. Spike would be an amazing teacher.

Xander pulled his lips away as Spike cock hit something amazing that made him see stars. He arched his back and threw his head back.

Taking the opening Spike took advantage of the exposed neck and started to suck, lick and kiss it. As much as he wanted to sink his fangs in he couldn't. Xander would fear him and that was the last thing Spike wanted.

As clumsy as it was for Xander, he was trying to match Spike thrust for thrust. This wasn't some spectator sport. "Touch me," he whispered.

Not being told twice Spike wrapped his hand around Xander's cock stroking it while he kept up his pace.

His body started to quiver and Xander dug his short nails into Spike's biceps as he came.

Spike was right behind him as he vamped out and howled. In his foggy mind Spike managed to remember not to bite Xander. After a few minutes he gently pulled out of Xander and rolled over beside him listening to him huff and puff.

"That was... amazing. I want to do that again and again and again," Xander said after catching his breathe. He looked over at Spike with a smile on his face.

"You mean that?" Spike asked.

Xander's head bobbed up and down. "Oh yeah."

"Perfect." Spike climbed on top of Xander and rubbed himself against Xander before getting off the bed.

"Where are you going?" Xander whined.

Spike pulled on his clothes. "I win."

Confused Xander got up resting on his elbows. "What are you talking about? I never said I wanted to be yours. I win. So come back to bed."

"You said you wanted to have sex again and again and again. Which we will but not here." He could see Xander was still not understanding. "You see, I was only staying here until after midnight, which it is. And since you want to have sex again that means you are coming with." Okay that was a lie. Spike originally had no plan on when he was actually going to leave but to get what he wanted he'd leave.

"You're cheating," Xander argued. "I thought you were a vampire of your word."

Spike raised his eyebrow. "I'm just giving you want you want." He zipped up his jeans and spotted Xander's phone which was still recorded. "Won't be needing this anymore." Spike tossed it out the window."

"Hey! That's my phone!" Sure it was an older version but it was still his.

Spike towered over Xander's naked body. "If you are going to have a phone it's going to be the best phone out there. Anything you want will be yours. I take care of what's mine and you are mine."

Xander was gobsmacked. "Anything?"

"Anything. Hell, I'll even let you pick where we're going." Spike then picked Xander up and hoisted him over his shoulder with a quick swat to his butt. "But for now we're getting out of town."

Wiggling around making Spike tighten his hold to make sure he didn't drop him Xander said, "I need my clothes at least!"

"We'll get you more when we get to where we're going. Besides I like you naked. I get bored while driving and will need something to play with."

Xander eeped knowing exactly what was going to be played with. "If you're going to be playing with me you better not just toy with me," he slightly threatened. No way was he going to be left unsatisfied.

"Oh, pet, you are going to love being played with," Spike promised with a purr. He got outside and opened the passenger side door and carefully dropped Xander into the seat before buckling the seat belt and giving him a quick grope enjoying Xander's squirming. "We're going to have so much fun." He slammed the door before running around the car.

Xander was leaned over to Spike's side when Spike climbed in. "You'll really give me anything I want?"

"Oh yes, pet," Spike whispered before kissing Xander assuming he knew exactly was he wanted.

After a quick kiss Xander went back to his side of the car. "Awesome. I want a burger and fries."

Spike didn't know what to say. That was not what he thought Xander wanted. "You are a brat."

"I'm a growing boy. Plus if you make me happy I'll make you very happy," Xander replied with a twinkle in his eye. Sex one time and he got confidence that he never knew he could have.

With a lead foot Spike stomped down on the gas. He had to find the nearest burger place. Life with Xander was going to be enjoyable to say the least.

The End