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Slayer? And witches?" He turned away from the bed and left the room calling for Khyle and Ru as he went. ******************************************************************************* Xander’s mind was busy being overwhelmed. He hadn’t been exaggerating about the freaking. He laid there in the bed after waking taking a swift inventory of his various body parts and made a monumental decision. He was going to make them get in line and take a number to bitch at him. The line for complaints is on the left. The line for compliments is on the right. Please have everything you need when you get to the window. Have a nice day. While he was doing that he was staying right where he was. Oh yeah, that would be his whole body complaining. He was achy and sore everywhere. The entire damned drum section of the Sunnydale High School band had taken up residence in his head and was trying to get out by playing an encore repeatedly. He could hear just fine, better than fine, he didn’t need to see anything. His ears didn’t hurt at all; in fact they were probably the happiest parts of his body. Besides little Xander that is, he was pretty happy. He stood up and cheered when Spike started growling and let Xander know right away just how happy he was with that. And didn’t that make him a sick puppy. Xander the psycho gets hellmouth happies from the sounds of the evil undead. There was cheesy movie title in there somewhere, he knew it. He really didn’t want to see in technicolor what he was hearing outside his room. His eyes felt hot, dry, and grainy like he had grit in them. They were definitely as unhappy as his talented multi drum playing head. So he just .... Listened. That was enough for him to deal with. He heard Gorge that was the name he thought, begin his tale, and suddenly hearing became his entire focus. His discomfort faded into the background. He lay there and listened to the entire tale. Well that answered a lot of his questions quiet nicely. He still had some of course. But he was distracted by the conversation between Spike and Gorge after everyone left chasing bathrooms and kitchens. Hell, he was regular entertainment industry genius tonight. Next thing, he gets to see the tale bearer. Too bad you can’t shoot the messenger. He babbled enough to get to the bathroom without further disclosures, despite Spike’s displeasure, because his bladder has decided to join the crowd bitching at him. And here he stands with a happy Xander junior trying to pee. Life just ain’t fair. Okay then shower. That’s the ticket. Get in the shower pay some attention to Xander junior and he’ll tell my bladder to fuck off. Fuck? Not helping. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Xander opened the door of the shower and turned the knobs getting the temperature right and pushed his boxers down over his hips, up and over a still happy Xander junior, and let them fall to the floor. He climbed in and sighed with pleasure. A hot shower cures a lot of ills. He was still a little unsteady on his feet but not enough to dissuade him from hot watery goodness. He closed his eyes and laid his forehead against the tiles. He reached for the soap and began a leisurely wash as he enjoyed the sensations while his hands moved on his suddenly extra sensitive skin. Suddenly Spike was there, snarking at him. "Xander what the hell do you think you’re doin, ya loon?" Xander slowly turned his head and looked Spike up and down with one hot eye. "This is all your fault." "What the hell are you nattering about now? Get outta there before you fall and crack ya noggin open." "Alright, that’s it!" Xander swiveled his body until his shoulders were against the tiles with his hips jutting out displaying his aching cock which was laying on his belly by now looking at him, and pointed to it. "THIS is all YOUR fault," he repeated. Spike stopped in shock, his mouth hanging open. Xander stood upright, reached out, grabbed a handful of shirt and yanked, pulling a surprised, cursing, and fully clothed vampire into the shower. "Off now," he demanded with a good growl of his own ", get them off." "What? Get what off?" Spike snarked, with water dripping down his face. "Have you gone completely
ound the bend?" "The clothes, Spike get them off," impatiently ", and then me, get me off. I’m waiting." Xander decided to take matters into his own hands. He grabbed the neckline of Spike’s shirt in both hands twisted and pulled. The fabric tore down the middle with the most satisfying wet ripping sound. He snatched the pieces off, pulling them down Spike’s arms and let them go. They landed with a wet plop on the shower floor. Then he reached for those tight, black, ’don’tcha wanna fuck me’ jeans. "No ya don’t ya impatient git, ya not rippin up my jeans." "Then gettem off." Spike glared at him, the blue of his eyes turning slightly golden as he worked the buttons on the fly free and pushed the sodden material down. His uncut length popped free, full and hard and damn if Spike junior didn’t look as happy as Xander junior. Wow, they could be happy together. Xander’s mouth watered like the Niagara falls. He practically drooled. He shook the wet hair away from his face, and dropped to his knees with no warning whatsoever. Water ran down over them both as he dove down and planted his nose in the wet hair at the base of Spike’s cock right where the Spikesmell was the strongest and just inhaled. He nuzzled there, shivering with delight. Spike jumped and cursed, "bloody hell, Xander what’re ya doin?" And his hands came up to push the boy away sliding on wet slippery skin. Gravity took over, and the soaked jeans fell in a saturated puddle around his feet. Xander pulled his vamp’s feet free of the drowned jeans by feel alone and pushed the interfering things out of the way, without removing his nose from its’ silky nest. He slid his hands up from the slender ankles, to the slim, strongly muscled thighs, and around lean vampire hips sliding on a film of warm water, touching and caressing. Finally he reached his goal and grabbed a double handful of wet, hard, round cheeks; he splayed his fingers in between them, delving into the soft silky cleft of Spike’s ass. He squeezed and separated the globes he held, letting warm water run down between, to caress the small ring of muscle there. Spike’s fingers buried themselves in his boy’s wet hair and when he said Xander’s name again it ended in a helpless moan. It was music to Xander’s ears. He and Xander junior decided they liked Spike’s moaning as much as the growling. He pulled Spike closer his hands still busy kneading and stroking that great ass. He nipped at the skin beneath his mouth, grabbed a small bit between blunt teeth and bit down, then ran his tongue across it in long slow flat tongued licks, tasting the wet skin. Spike’s hips jumped forward helplessly ", fuck," he yelped in a desperate voice. Xander nuzzled his way to the crease where hip and thigh meet and nipped hard, then soothed it with his tongue. He suckled hard on a bit of skin, Spike tasted as good as he smelled, and he left line of marks on the alabaster skin there, water ran down over them. He licked and nipped his way back to where the large, soft, slightly fuzzy sac met Spike’s cock. He pressed his nose in there shaking his head from side to side, and took the opportunity to root his way beneath Spike’s balls and nibbled and licked at the water on skin he found behind. The fingers of one hand caressed and stroked down the sensitive crease of Spikes cleft, met his busy mouth and played there, rubbing and pressing upward. Spike spread his legs wider and thrust his hips out further from the wall, giving him more room to explore. "Bloody hell, Xander," A vampire gasping for breath is oxymoronic, Xander was sure of it. Gasping, moaning, yelping, and growling; whatever, he liked all of them, and decided to see if he could get more sounds out of his vampire. Pretty soon he’d have enough sounds collected to play a tune. He took Spike’s balls into his hungry mouth and nursed on them like a new born babe, pressing them upward into the roof of his mouth hard with a flattened tongue as he suckled rhythmically. "Oh fuck yeah, harder, suck harder," growled Spike. He tightened his hands on Xander’s head, convulsed and thrust his balls as a deep into the hot, wet, suction as they would go. "Oh shit, suck my balls like that!" Xander heard a thump over his head and let is eyes travel up the sexy body above him. The long thick length of Spike’s cock, stood flat against his belly, rivulets of water ran over it to drip
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