Title: All Roads Led to You 15/?
Author: Forsaken2003
Pairing: S/X
Rating: R
Disclaimer: I own none, all belong to Joss Whedon
Comments: Always welcomed!
Summary: After a demon kills his sister Spike takes him out. He isn't prepared for the outcome.
Warnings/Spoilers: Series never happened
Beta'd by: Unbeta'd
Prompt #373 from Tamingthemuse- Cultivate
Note: From now on most of my Tamingthemuse stories will be named as the challenge.
Xander's naivety was like giving Spike a blank canvas to cultivate. Spike and Xander sat on Spike's bed, the laptop in front of them. They were on their second video. The site that Spike picked was one that was very vanilla. Mostly hand jobs and blow jobs. Spike could smell embarrassment but also waves of arousal coming from Xander which made him sigh in relief. There were only so many time you could use your own hand.
Xander licked his lips as a blond man wrapped his lips around a brunette's leaking cock. He imagined it being him and Spike. As turned on as he was though the thought of having Spike's cock in his mouth frightened him.
The video ended and Spike turned to see how Xander was coping. He could smell Xander's arousal but that didn't mean he didn't have doubt about the entire thing. "Xander?"
Xander turned his head. "That was… intense."
"Trust me, luv you haven't seen anything yet. But don't you worry we'll just do what you want, all right?" Spike asked and Xander nodded. "Good." He placed his hand on Xander's bare thigh. "Do you want to try?"
"Um… yeah. I think so," there was a tremor in Xander's voice.
Spike kissed Xander's lips. "I'll show you how good it is. Just lay back and enjoy," he whispered. When Xander laid down and made himself comfortable Spike's hand slid from Xander's thigh to his cock. Xander gasped and bucked his hips. Spike wrapped his fingers around Xander's cock. "You all right, Xan?"
"I-I don't know," Xander answered truthfully.
Keeping his hand where it was Spike nuzzled Xander's cheek. "Just breathe," Spike murmured before he started to stroke.
Closing his eyes Xander let out a shuddering breath.
"Good boy," Spike praised. He breathed in Xander's scent as he sped up his pace. A few more pumps and Xander was coming in Spike's hand. While Xander tried to catch his breath Spike licked his hand clean.
"My turn?" Xander asked once he was able to speak again.
Spike climbed on top of Xander their cocks rubbed against each other. "Not tonight. Tonight is all about you." He pressed his lips against Xander's sliding his tongue into his mouth.
Xander kissed him back with every fiber of his being. His fingers wrapped themselves in Spike's blonde hair. When Spike pulled away his hair was disheveled. "Luv, you are a natural born kisser," Spike said. He then wiggled his way down Xander's body. When he reached his destination Spike ran a single finger over Xander's flaccid cock. It slowly twitched to life. "Can't get enough of me, eh?"
Xander made some sort of gurgling sound. It was the best answer Spike was going to get out of him. Which was fine with Spike, it was a compliment really.
Spike buried his nose into Xander's short and curlies. He smelt musky but also of the vanilla body wash he'd used earlier in the shower. It was a scent that Spike could grow to love. Just as he was about to lick the engorged cock three loud knocks echoed in the room.
Spike vamped out and turned his head towards the door before yelling, "Bugger off!"
"Master Spike!" It was Thomas. "I need to speak with you!"
"What part of bugger off do you not understand?" Spike growled.
Thomas ignored the growl. Spike needed to be informed right away. "Randy is dead! A slayer killed him."
Spike jumped off the bed, stormed over to the door and ripped it open forgetting about his and Xander's nudity. "What did you say?"
Thomas stood their holding a gilded cage a small budgie perched on a swing. "There is a slayer in town."
"Fuck!"