Backfire - Spander Files

Xander found himself leaning into Spike who wasn’t really holding his arm, more
like stroking it. Xander’s breathing started to quicken. He reached up and grabbed
Spike’s duster. He was unable to tear his stare away from the vampire’s blue eyes.
He wanted so much for this to stop.
“No, I’ve got something else in mind,” Spike continued. He beckoned to Angel
with his finger, “Come here.”
“What are you up to, Spike?” Angel narrowed his eyes.
“I said, come here.”
“I don’t take orders from you. Never have. Never will.”
Spike gave a small nod to the vampire holding Willow. That vamp moved Willow’s
head to the side and slowly scraped his fangs across her neck. She squeezed her
eyes tight and whimpered.
“You son-of-a-bitch!” Angel vamped out and shouted at Spike, “Not Willow!”
“Then come here,” Spike said with a smug smile.
Angel took a few steps toward Spike and Xander who were not too subtly starting
to grope at each other. Suddenly Xander felt himself being thrust forward. Spike has
holding him by the arms, pushing him face first at Angel.
“What the hell are you doing?” Xander called out over his shoulder at Spike.
“Take his arms, Angelus.” Spike ignored Xander and was staring intently at Angel.
He shook Xander lightly and said again, “Take him!”
Angel glanced back at Willow. Her eyes were wide open again, tears running down
her face, and two dark red lines were trickling blood from her neck. Angel turned
back around and grabbed Xander’s arms, just above were Spike was holding him.
Spike stepped up closer behind Xander. He could feel the vampire’s erection