Backfire - Spander Files

“No. How about the third room. We’ve got the old mattress in there, right?”
“Yeah, sure. Fine.”
They walked awkwardly down the hall and opened the door to the unused bedroom.
It was piled with empty boxes that were waiting to be taken to the recycling place,
and the mattress from the old apartment was leaning up against one of the walls. It
hadn’t taken much to convince Angel to buy them both new beds. It felt like they
were making some kind of fresh start, even though nothing had really changed
except the location. Xander kicked some boxes out of the way as Angel pulled the
bed down.
As soon as Xander had stripped his shirt off, Angel stepped up behind him and
wrapped his arms around the young boy’s waist. He held there for a short time.
Long enough for Xander to get a little uncomfortable.
“Hey, there, Deadboy. Whatcha doing?” He felt Angel’s responsive shrug.
“Just wanted to see what this was like.”
“Usually the cuddling comes after.”
“Do you and Spike cuddle?”
“Um…sometimes. But it’s not like…”
“Not like what?”
“I don’t know. He’s not my boyfriend.”
“Mm-hm. You’ve got a girlfriend now, right?”
“Yeah.” Angel’s hand creeped slowly up Xander’s chest, thumb finding and
stroking a pert nipple. The other hand moved down, rubbing Xander’s hardness
through his Dockers. Then the vampire’s head was pressed next to his and Xander
heard a low moan breathed into his ear.