Backfire - Spander Files

ested his head on the vampire’s right shoulder and Spike folded his arm down,
pulling Xander closer. They stayed that way for a while.
“It was just time,” Spike finally answered the unasked question. Xander nodded.
Spike sighed heavily. “What happens now?” It was a startling question.
“You’re asking me?” Xander reached across Spike and rested a hand on his left hip.
“I’m just along for the ride. Isn’t this your plan?”
“This stopped being my plan a long time ago.”
“You telling me that this roller coaster ride is out of control.”
“That analogy is a tad too spot on. And clichéd.” Spike brought a hand up to stroke
Xander’s hair. “But, yeah. That’s what I’m saying.”
“Are you afraid?”
“No. Are you?”
“…No.”
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After a short time, Spike grew restless. Xander knew what that meant. Soon, Spike
would get up and pull on his duster and lead Xander through the streets looking for
some kind of violence that would curb his itch to kill. But Xander was doing
another vampire a favor tonight. And hopefully this favor would be a good thing for
Buffy, too. If there was one thing that girl needed for her birthday, it was to get laid.
She had way too much tension in her life.
So…how to settle Spike without leaving the factory?
Just as it seemed Spike was about to jump off the bed, Xander squeezed hard on
Spike’s hip. At the same time he tilted his head up slightly and latched his mouth
onto Spike’s neck, and sucked.