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ever.<br />
Sex with Spike was all about the touching. And aside from the tongue and the<br />
occasional single finger, the only part of Spike that had ever been inside Xander<br />
was the fangs. It wasn’t a conscious decision that they made, it was just the way<br />
they did things. That final act of penetration wasn’t what Xander needed. Neither<br />
did Spike, apparently. It rarely occurred to Xander that they could be doing more.<br />
And when he did think of it, Spike’s tongue would suddenly find a new happy spot<br />
on Xander’s body and all thoughts would go bye-bye. Spike. Touch. Good.<br />
Of course, no one knew about those alone times with Spike (hello, Mini-Xander<br />
#7). Spike wasn’t trusted alone with Xander. Death was still a possibility. But this<br />
was the combo that was Mini-#6 and Mini-#7. #6 wanted an ending and #7 just<br />
wanted. So when he was pulled toward Spike when he wasn‘t at home, #7 would<br />
play the Slayer-gang off of each other, creating alibis and more secrets, and Xander<br />
would sneak back home without Angel and wrap himself up an a bleached-blondevil-vampire<br />
package for a few hours.<br />
And Spike hadn’t tried to kill him. Yet. Sometimes the vampire would drink for<br />
what seemed like too long, and Xander would just whisper, “Spike,” and he would<br />
pull the fangs out and keep his bumpy forehead resting on Xander’s shoulder for a<br />
while.<br />
This one time, Spike slid his fangs into Xander’s neck, closed his mouth around the<br />
seeping wounds and didn’t suck. He just stayed like that for half an hour and<br />
Xander came twice and they weren’t even touching each other any place else.<br />
Spike was elegance, and Spike was grace. Spike was cool slow strokes and heavy<br />
breathing. Spike was the cause of it all. Spike was the reason to die. And the reason<br />
to live. And to feel.<br />
And when Spike would roll off the bed and clean himself off and get dressed, then<br />
he was just Spike. Evil vampire. Bitchy, violent, threatening, and the most annoying<br />
creature that ever walked the face of the earth. He hogged the remote. He ripped up<br />
valuable comics. Spike was always shirtless. The manacle around his wrist made<br />
the obligatory black tee disappear for good. He spilled pig’s blood over everything.<br />
He would “accidentally” whack his chain against Xander’s or Angel’s head while
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