~The Fall~
~Chapter Three:~
~Fall unto Love~
After gathering some things from Spike's crypt, just the essentials for now, and loading the items in Xander's car. The pair was trying to decide what to do next when Spike got an idea. Pulling off next to one of the adult shops Spike smiled over at Xander. "I thought we might get a few things, need more than what you got in that box at your place if we're gona play S&M games." Spike moved to get out of the car but stopped. He leaned over and unhooked the leash from Xander's collar. "You can move around and look around all ya want pet, just remember you try an run away I'll more than likely catch ya and you wouldn't want to piss me off like that." He gave Xander a deep kiss for good measure before getting out.
Xander smirked to himself, "only if I intended to piss you off like that to begin with…" With that in mind he too, got out of the car, and joined Spike inside the shop.
Spike had a few items in mind; they already had a couple dildos and vibrators, that wasn't what he needed. What they needed was a couple gags that would fit the boy's mouth, and a sturdy harness that could be used in multiple situations. Spike passed by a section that had cock cages and male chastises. He stopped, and slowly backed up, an idea forming in his demented mind. There were a couple styles, leather and metal or one that was all plastic so as not to set off metal detectors.
Spike nodded to himself, picking up one of the plastic designs and one that was metal and leather. He chose a small lock for the metal one and a couple one time use ties to use if they ever did fly or end up in a situation that ensured metal detectors would be used.
When Spike arrived at the selection of harnesses, he looked for ones that would go with Xander's cuffs and chose a couple different ones. He saw Xander just wondering around looking at things and pulled the boy over to the changing rooms. He put the mass of leather straps in the boy's hands. "Go in there, an try these on, tell me which one fits best." He noticed the boy just staring at him dumfounded. Spike gave Xander's ass a sharp slap. "Now!"
Xander jumped then, moving into action, "I'm going, I'm going." He went into the fitting room mumbling something about a bossy dom. I'll have to remember to add a little bit of punishment with the rewarding later on. Spike decided as he went to look for more essentials.
Xander also already had a couple paddles, so Spike wasn't going to worry about any of those yet. He could always get a couple more later on. This was just for now, to hold them over until they were far FAR away from sunnyhell and somewhere settled down for the time being. Spike got a couple gags; one was a red ball that would fit behind Xander's teeth, effectively blocking speech. The second was a gag that looked very much like a penis, for when he wanted Xander to feel like he was being filled at both ends.
Dropping his items in the basket he'd picked up he walked over to the dressing room and stood there. "Aren't you done yet Xan? How long does it take to try those on? Don't make me come in there."
"The first was kind of hard to get on without help, sorry Master." He heard the boy reply. Spike nodded at that, at least the boy was honest with him.
"I'll be lookin around, when you found one that fits right come find me." Spike told him though the door before moving off and deciding to look for something as a reward to Xander. The boy loved contact, craved it. Spike added a couple blindfolds to his purchases, one silk the other leather that would mold to the boy's face. Sometimes sensory deprivation made things all the better when they finally happened.
Spike knew the boy would want to test his boundaries sooner or later, and he hoped that when that happened they were in a relatively stable environment. It wouldn't be too hard to find clubs and bars that were for S&M scenes. A number he knew of had working dungeons that were open to use by the people who attended, the people would need to bring their own toys such as the dildos and lube and small things like that.
Spike was brought out of his thoughts as Xander came up, clothed, and holding three harnesses. "This one fit the best; the other two were too tight, Master Spike." Xander told him as he held up the harness that fit the best. Spike nodded taking it and adding it to the basket.
"Right, anything else you saw?" He asked smoothly.
Xander looked around "well there was this chocolate body paint set…"
Spike laughed softly, "I should have known, alright go grab it. I'm sure we'll find time to use it." Spike followed as his excited pet went and got the chocolate body paint set. He always found sets like this to be really messy, he never used them. But he knew how much Xander loved chocolate, so he'd indulge.
Taking their purchases up to the counter, the sales girl rang everything up, eyeing them every so often because she thought they were cute together. She just did her job, ringing things up, and giving them their total.
Spike handed over his card, pulling Xander close a moment. "You were so very sexy at the club Xan, couldn't ask for a better pet."
"Thank you, Master Spike." Xander replied. He kissed Spike when allowed and moved away as Spike got his card back, the slip and left the bags for Xander to grab. Once out in the car, the bags put in the back, Xander took the moment to ask a question that'd been nagging at him. "Master, out of curiosity, when did you get money?"
Spike looked up after getting in. "I've always had it pet, something I learned from Angelus. Always save for a rainy day, an never let anyone know exactly how much you have."
"And all those times that you made Buffy and Giles pay you for information?" Xander asked, getting in. He honestly didn't care one way or the other, but he was curious and his curiosity always won.
Spike chuckled, "Wasn't gona give it away for free, was I?"
Xander smiled a little, "That makes sense, in a weird way, Master." He got in and Spike leaned over kissing Xander sweetly.
"How about we stop at the video store on the way 'ome and pick up a couple movies an some popcorn?" Spike ran his thumb across Xander's bottom.
Xander smiled, "Are you trying to romance me, Master?"
"Masters can romance when they want to, Xan. And maybe I want to romance you after how well you did at the club." Spike smiled and started the car. After picking up the movies, all Xander's choice of Sci Fi flicks, Spike spent the rest of the car ride thinking.
"You know Xan, after I get this chip taken care of things are gona happen pretty quickly. We're gona have to be ready to get out of here quickly." Spike told Xander as they pulled up outside the house that Xander knew as hell.
"I know, and I was thinking about that." Xander confided in him. "I had talked with my boss to day and he said when ever I gotta leave its cool. I was thinking that whatever night you end up getting the chip fried I'd call out of work and spend the day with you packing up our stuff. That night the chip…thing… Then after that whatever."
Spike smiled, "And when did you have time to think about this?"
"Um, between when my lips first hit your cock at the club till the time those vampires came." Xander replied as he looked over at Spike.
"Damn, must not have been doing it right. You could still think of something other then my cock in your mouth." Spike shook his head with a smile, "I'll have to prefect the technique on you."
Xander smiled shaking his head. He got out helping Spike with the bags of their new sex toys and the couple of duffle bags of Spike's things. Toting them down to the basement, Xander set his burdens down by the door and went over to the bed. "Oh sweet salvation, thy name is Xander." He fell face first into the bed and snuggled into the cool sheets. When he heard Spike's chuckle he turned a bit to look at the vampire. "So, tell me, just how much are you worth?"
Spike looked up from taking his coat off and laying it across the very same recliner he'd spent time tied to. "Well, I haven't added the accounts up lately, but let's just say it's enough that we could go anywhere we wanted."
Xander smiled softly, "I always wanted to see the world. I was fascinated by the pyramids at Giza, the different ruins of ancient civilizations around the world."
Spike came over, setting on the bed to take his boots off. "Did you ever give thought to going to college Xan? Getting a degree in history?"
Xander hid his face in the blanket, "n-no, I'm not smart enough for that. The girls, they are. But I'm just the normal kind of guy."
"Oh bloody hell; no one gets to put you down, not even you. Your so very intelligent Xander, I bet you could do anything you put your mind to… And I'm sure you could get a degree in history if it fascinates you so much." Spike sat there staring down at the boy firmly. It was about time the boy got some confidence.
Xander peaked out from the blanket to see if Spike were kidding. When he saw the serious look he spoke. "You really mean that? I really could? I mean, I wouldn't want to waist your money or anything…"
Spike smiled rubbing Xander's head, "you wont waist my money Xander, I know you'll do well. You just have to put your mind to it and believe in yourself, that's all. I'm gona tell you something that I've never told anyone before, so you better listen up cause… I'll really be leaving myself open here."
Xander sat up, coming closer to Spike and nodded as he listened intently. Spike watched the boy; no one had ever given him their undivided attention as if his very word were law. "I'm listening."
Spike nodded, "Right… well, before I was turned I was a real pathetic sod… chasin after things I could never have. Believe it or not I was upper middle class. I was educated right, could do whatever I wanted for a profession but… I chose poetry." Spike looked to Xan to see if there was any laughter in those chocolate brown eyes but found only understanding and curiosity as he spoke. "I was a poet; at least I tried to be. I just enjoyed it so much that I tried to express myself in that way."
"I bet they were really good, the poetry." Xander spoke softly, watching Spike's expression.
Spike snorted, "Not likely. I was bloody awful. I started to bring my poetry out more often. I was trying to impress this one bird, Cicly was her name. She was beautiful, an well out of my means. So I tried to impresser with my poetry. All I got was laughed at, and mocked. "William the bloody awful poet." That's how I got my name, luv. Cause of my bloody awful poetry. That was the night Dru found me."
Spike stopped there because he was sure Xander knew enough of the rest. Xander came closer and put his arms around Spike and smiled. "I bet they were good Spike. I'd love to hear a couple from you some time. I was never artsy like that; I mean I tried one time to paint a bunny… Well, let's just say it didn't look like a bunny." Xander started to kiss at Spike's mouth and moved slowly across to his ear and nibbled. "Besides, had that not happened, you wouldn't be here with me right now. And I am very grateful you are here with me."
"Ya know Xan, when you say things like that, I almost think you…" Spike looked into warm chocolate eyes and stopped. "Never mind, silly for me to even think it."
"What were you going to say Spike?" Xander pushed a bit. He had a good idea what Spike was going to say. And he had a hard time denying that he felt the feeling that Spike was having such trouble expressing, for fear of rejection.
"It's nothing Xander. So which movie should we watch first?" Spike was going though the boxes that held the dvds which they had chosen. Aliens, Highlander 4 Endgame, Star Trek Nemesis, could this boy get any geekier?
"If you won't say it, I will, I think I love you Spike." Xander felt Spike's sudden stillness and wondered if he did a bad thing.
"Xander, don't say things you don't mean." Spike's voice sounded shallow and full of warning.
"I do mean it, I love you. I love your bleached hair, your old duster. I love that you wear black all the time. I love how dominant you are to me; how you take care of me even when I don't know it. I love you." Xander finished, staring down into ice blue eyes, trying to make the owner of said eyes understand he wasn't joking, he wasn't playing, he wasn't trying to mind fuck him. He really meant it.
"Xander…" Spike breathed as he leaned in and kissed the boy soundly on the lips. "I don't know if I love you… I have very strong feelings I haven't examined yet, but they are strong, and I know they aren't gona go away…" He kissed Xander, pulling the boy on top of him. He needed to feel the warm contact, reassure himself this was real and Xander wasn't going to leave.
Xander kissed Spike as the other man reached up and unhooked the collar around his neck and heard the dull thud it made when tossed to the floor. Xander busied himself with working on the belt around Spike's waist as the vampire unbuckled the shackles around Xander's wrists and those too, found their way to the floor, along with Spike's belt.
"I'd follow you to the ends of the earth, Spike." Xander whispered as he nuzzled Spike's neck. He stopped long enough to let Spike lift his shirt up and off. He did the same with Spike's and went back to the perfect neck he was enjoying.
"Keep you with me, forever Xander." Spike whispered back. He opened Xander's leather pants easily and slipped his hands beneath. He moved back, cupping Xander's ass and in doing so lifted the leather away from skin. Xander sighed a contented sigh
"Oh blessed relief." Xander wiggled his hips, wiggling himself out of the constricting pants.
Spike chuckled, "I'm sorry Xan, was the leather too constricting?"
Xander closed his eyes as he got himself out of the pants. "You have no idea, it was torture. Oh that feels so good…" Xander relaxed as cool fresh air started to hit his air deprived backside.
Spike smiled slipping the garment down Xander's legs and getting rid of it, tossing it to the side of the bed. Xander sighed happily and after a moment of basking he worked on Spike's own pants. When the black denim had joined the rest of the clothes Xander sat back to look Spike over, "you are so handsome Spike, I can see why no one can resist you."
Spike snorted, "It's the charm Xander, that's what keeps em comin back for more." He grinned and kissed the boy to shut him up. Right now all that mattered was the brown haired brown eyed boy he had on his lap. It was funny how he always fell hard for the dark ones. Angelus, Drusilla, now Xander. Buffy and Harmony didn't count. Buffy was from a stupid spell and Harmony was just bubble headed.
"Spike…" He felt a hint of desperation in Xander's voice as the boy spoke. "You've fucked me and made me suck you… Make love to me now, please?"
It was the please that did it. Not that he wouldn't have done as Xander asked, but the please just clinched it. Moving so that he was on top of Xander, movies forgotten for now, Spike started to worship the boy's body. Kissing and leaving little suckle marks here and there. They weren't livid enough to be real noticeable, but they were there and caused my Spike's mouth.
Moving slowly, Spike kissed down first Xander's sternum, leaving a trail of open mouth kisses in his wake. He dipped his tongue into Xander's navel as he came to it, worshiping the trail of hair that lead lower before lifting enough to kiss the boy firmly on the mouth. He explored the hidden depths while rummaging around for the tube of lube he had left beneath the pillows before they left.
Having found his treasure he sat up. Xander made a very pleasant debauched picture, one that Spike was never going to forget in all his long years. He straddled Xander's hips easily, as he had a plan in mind. Something that he doubted Xander would have ever thought of, being the sub at heart he is.
Xander watched intently as Spike lubed up two fingers and reached behind himself to start fingering himself open. He moaned softly as first one finger breached his entrance, and then the second. It had been so very long since he had anyone up there. And right now he wanted to indulge and feel his boy up there, filling the empty space and making him whole again. Soon he'd be whole in another sense and they'd be able to leave the hellmouth behind, and begin a life together.
Spike knew this was something that was only in fairy tales, but he didn't care. He'd keep the boy with him for as long as he possibly could, and cherish that time. He prayed to whatever deities watched over vampires and their human lovers that they could find a way to make Xander immortal, without really turning him into a vampire, so he could share his unlife with the boy.
Having added a third finger now, Spike knew he was more than ready to take Xander and removed his fingers. He used what lube that was left and coated Xander's erection before sliding back until the tip nudged against his hole. He relaxed, taking a breath, before pushing back and taking on the first inch.
The shear thickness of Xander's cock was enough to make Spike moan. He eased himself down more onto said cock and gasped. "Oh Xanderrrr…" He purred breathlessly. "Push a little pet, ohhh that's good."
Xander pushed a little, getting more of his thick cock into Spike's ass. Spike sat up straight, pushing the rest in and held on to Xander, putting his palms flat against Xander's chest. Xander was amazed to set there and watch Spike ride his cock so wantonly. If Spike didn't already have his heart, he did now. The man who had opened himself up to hurt and pain… he'd always protect Spike from anyone who'd ever want to harm him. Ever.
"Ah… The bloody chit was right…" Spike gasped as Xander's cock head started to push into his prostate.
"Who… Right about what?" Xander asked, as he grabbed Spike's hips and started to pound up into the willing cool body above him.
"Your Ex, she was right. You are a damn Viking in the sack." Spike continued to bounce, wanting to feel Xander as deep as possible.
Xander snickered some; leave it to Anya to tell everyone about their sex life. Xander rolled, Taking Spike with him, and moved so that he now was between the other man's legs. He braced his feet against the bed and started to pound into Spike harder. "Can't really appreciate that, unless you're at this angle."
"Oh… bloody hell!" Spike exclaimed as he was nailed to the mattress. He braced his palms against the top of the bed which happen to be the back of the couch, as the bed was a pull out. He held on as Xander gave him the hardest ride of his unlife, and it was the best as it wasn't done teach him anything or punish him. It was done out of love for another. Something he hadn't had a lot of in his time on earth. And he'd be damned if anyone was taking him away from his nummy now.
***
One shower and a lot of clean up later, Xander and Spike finally got around to watching one of the movies they'd brought home. Xander had insisted on making popcorn, so Spike had gotten the boy to make him a mug of blood while he was at it.
They now set at the head of the bed, against the back part of the couch that served as a headboard, and watched Highlander 4. Xander held the popcorn bowl and munched on the buttery goodness while Spike stole a handful here or there to go with his blood.
"So, let me get this straight pet. Those two live forever because they happen to have some kind of gene and have to go though a brutal death in order to activate it?" Spike asked. He'd never really been interested in Sci Fi movies and, he decided, he'd might as well cave in and watch it now so Xander didn't bug him to watch it with him later.
"Uh huh, except they die if someone chops off their head. They can live though anything except that. And the person who takes their head gains their powers that they'd gotten from all the other immortal kills. In the series Duncan was ya know fighting every day problems while he waited for The Gathering which is all Immortals gathering together to finish the game. Duncan was trained my Connor. Connor is awesome." Xander grabbed another handful of popcorn and munched on it
"Huh, I'd go for Duncan myself. He's a right handsome bloke." Spike grinned behind his mug as Xander's head turned to stare up at him.
"Do you have like this fetish for dark colors or something? You always go for the one with dark hair and dark eyes." Xander grinned. "Oh that is so your type isn't it!? Oh that's just too good. Yeah, that's something that I defiantly have to share with Willow when we decide to gossip about our lovers."
"Oi! Not a word. You seem to be so attracted to the demonic persuasion of significant other." Spike retorted as he finished off his blood.
"Always thought I was a demon magnet. I mean Cordy was like the only human I ever dated. And I guess Anya but she use to be a demon, so I dunno if that counts." Xander popped some more kernels into his mouth.
"This is so boring Xan, entertain me." Spike sat his mug down and lay back against the bed.
Xander looked at him for a long moment, "entertain you?" He asked. He got a nod from the blonde vampire and Xander nodded, "right I can do that." Xander leaned over the bed, giving Spike a nice view of his bare ass. Thankfully neither had bothered to dress.
Xander came up triumphantly with the box that held the set of chocolate body paints. He grinned. "Well this can entertain you, and give me my chocolate fix at the same time." He started to tear into the packaging wanting to get to the creamy chocolaty goodness as quickly as possible.
Spike laughed softly, "You an chocolate should get married or something Xander. You tend to pay more attention to it then anyone else."
"Really? You think they could do that?" Xander looked at Spike seriously as if he were actually considering marrying chocolate.
"No you pillock, they wouldn't. I can't believe you'd even consider…" Spike laughed. "I take that back, I can believe it. It's your addiction."
Xander had finally managed to wrestle the package open and got to the jars and paint brushes inside. "What does pillock mean? I mean you use all these British slang terms but I don't know what they mean."
"Be easier for you to look them up, luv. I'm sure you'd be able to find an article or something online about it." Spike laid back as Xander pushed him back on the bed. "Of course, you may not like all the terms you find on there."
"So, I'll just ask you when you use a term I don't know. So, what does pillock mean?" Xander asked as he opened the first jar and sniffed it. He looked to be in utter pleasure at the smell. Xander grinned "its German chocolate this one."
"Always loved that stuff, here, give us a taste." Spike reached up and Xander let him dip a finger in and watched intently as Spike brought the chocolate covered digit to his mouth and suck it clean. "Pillock means the same as git. Stupid or someone actin stupid or something like that."
Xander thought about that and nodded. "You always called Angel all kinds of names…" Xander looked to be thinking and before he could say any terms Spike said them for him.
"Wanker? Tosser? Git? Sod? Poof? Poofter? The Great Poof? Prick? Ponce?" Spike smirked at Xander's expression. He looked as though he wanted to throw the chocolate at Spike. That was alright by the vampire, he'd just lick up what he could and make the boy lick up what he couldn't reach.
"All of the above, what do they all mean? I mean, if your gona insult him I'd love to understand it when you do. Maybe even join in." Xander grinned and this made Spike laugh.
"Alright, first of all git and sod just mean idiot or someone actin stupid. Ponce, poof, poofter, all make the assumption he's homo." When Spike made that comment Xander giggled. "Oh my god you're like a little girl" This too made Spike laugh and he shook his head and continued "Wanker or tosser is used on someone you don't like."
Xander nodded taking this information in. "I doubt the slang would sound very good in an American accent." Xander decided and dipped the brush into the chocolate paint. "Hey wait a minute, wouldn't this make us poofs?"
Spike chuckled "So it does… Guess we can't call the old sod that anymore can we? I'm sure we can come up with other things, maybe some American terms." This made Xander grin and started to paint things on Spike's cool skin and where ever he trailed the chocolate covered brush, he'd lean over and lick it clean with his oh so warm tongue.
"Luv, you can do this to me all night long." Spike moaned as he lay there, taking in the tongue bath he was receiving from the boy. He'd never tell him, but he still sensed a piece of the hyena in the boy from when he was possessed. Perhaps that was why the boy was so brave and quick to jump in front of things for his friends.
Either way, he belonged to Spike now and whatever these feelings were he'd examine them later. For now, he just wanted to enjoy the tongue treatment from the boy he loved.