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No change from the vampire prompted a more forceful, “Spike!” before he felt the<br />
teeth leave his skin. Instead of pulling out and away from him, though, Spike stayed<br />
put, resting his bumpy forehead between Xander’s shoulder blades.<br />
Xander felt the vampire shift back to human against his skin. It wasn’t until Spike<br />
slipped out of Xander naturally that he moved away, allowing Xander to fall flat<br />
onto the ground, coating himself with dirt that stuck to every bead of moisture on<br />
his skin.<br />
He managed to turn his head enough to take in the image of Spike, still fully clothed<br />
and refastening his jeans, sitting exhausted against the wall in a disturbing parody<br />
of the dead girl beside him. Xander felt that he should say something. Something<br />
profound. Something witty. But all neurons weren’t firing in his brain, so<br />
profoundness and general Xander-wittiness were not going to break this silence.<br />
Instead he stumbled to his feet and began looking for his pants, not really<br />
understanding how Spike had managed to remove them without taking off his<br />
shoes. Spike was standing next to him once he had his clothes in his hands and was<br />
attempting to get the dirt off of himself before getting dressed. Spike slapped<br />
Xander’s hands away and finished brushing the grime off. Xander let him.<br />
When they were both dressed and presentable, they stepped away from the death in<br />
the side yard and into the semi-brightness of the streetlights, Spike quickly<br />
pocketing the Discman he found on the ground. Xander couldn’t bring himself to<br />
care.<br />
No words were exchanged as Spike walked Xander home. They stood in the<br />
hallway of the apartment complex, Spike waiting patiently as Xander dug in his<br />
pockets for his keys. But before he could get the key in the lock, Spike slid both<br />
arms around Xander’s waist and pulled him in for a kiss.<br />
It didn’t take long for Xander to deepen the kiss, marveling at the taste of whiskey,<br />
cigarettes, himself, and dead girl on the vampire’s tongue. It lasted for a long time.<br />
Or it seemed that way. Spike was crushing their bodies together and Xander had his<br />
fingers tangled in Spike’s hair when the apartment door opened and the door frame<br />
was filled with Angel.
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