Backfire - Spander Files

“Will you try again? To turn me?”
Spike sighed heavily. “Not unless you do something stupid and try to die again.”
“Suppose it’s pointless to get you to promise not to.”
“Suppose you’re right.”
Xander climbed on top of Spike again, into the same position he was before. “What
exactly was the plan, Spike?”
“Which time?” Spike grinned.
“Any time.”
“Had lots of plans. All the time. Big complicated plans that involved ritual and
death and blood and pain and love and sex.” Spike ran his hands up and down
Xander’s arms. “Nothing ever turns out the way I expected.” He reached up and
pulled his boy down into a long kiss. When they broke he confessed, “Doesn’t
mean I’m not happy ‘bout the way things turned out.”
“So what’s next? The next big plan?”
Spike held onto Xander tightly and rolled him over onto his back, then stretched out
next to him, one leg over one of Xander’s. He stroked a hand over his boy’s chest.
“I’m done planning. It’s exhausting and pointless and everything backfires anyway.
You tell me. What’s next?”
Xander examined Spike’s face, his brow furrowing. “Look at you. You’ve gotten
thinner. When was the last time you ate?”
Spike shrugged. Quickly, Xander grabbed the vampire’s head and brought it to his
neck. Without thinking, Spike morphed and bit into the inviting blood. He only had
a moment to notice that his scar was almost completely gone. He made a point of
marking a different place on Xander’s neck.
The blood was as sweet as always. Xander blood. And Spike wanted to believe