Warnings: D/s, Bloodplay, Rimming, Bondage
Summary: Xander has always known what Spike needs, now he's going to make sure he gets it.
Previous parts: Previously
"I think we need to work on your trust issues, Spike." Xander said between kisses as they worked their way into the bedroom.
"Vampire here, mate. We don't generally do trust." Spike said quietly.
"All the more reason to work on it, blondie." Xander began stroking Spike's cock through his jeans and started a long deep kiss. As they kissed, Xander began stripping out of his clothes. After a few moments, he started nibbling down Spike's throat, to the claim bite on his shoulder. Xander suddenly bit that spot, deep and hard.
Spike's whole body jerked and his eyes slid closed. They didn't open as Xander pulled away for a moment, as he struggled to regain some kind of control. They flew open when he heard the unmistakeable sound of metal clanking on metal.
Spike stood in the middle of the room he had yet to examine. It certainly had a bed in it, but sleep was clearly not the main purpose of the room. Xander lay on the bed, naked and hard, his cock dripping precum. His arms were held over his head, his wrists each tightly ensconced in cuffs permanently attached to the intricately designed headboard.
For the briefest of moments Spike ogled him in shock, before Xander spoke up. "I trust you, Spike." was all he said.
Spike's jaw dropped and he tried over and over to say something, anything. After a moment or two, he turned and silently walked out of the room. Instead of yelling, or becoming angry, Xander waited quietly.
After what seemed like an eternity, Spike stepped back into the room. "What do you think you're doing here, pet? Is this some nasty little game of taunt the vampire? Are you trying to prove some sort of point? You lay yourself out like that, and you know, KNOW I can't hurt you, can't do anything to you really."
"Yes, I am trying to prove a point, and yes you can do anything. Really." Xander said quietly, but with conviction.
"Well what the bloody hell is the point, then? And what the bloody hell do you mean I can do anything? Chip here, remember?" He snarled at Xander.
"The point is that I trust you, and what I mean is that you can in fact, do anything to me. You have already, or don't you remember biting me the other night?"
Spike turned to look at Xander in shock. "I did... didn't I. How the hell did I forget that?"
"Acute loss of blood to your brain immediately afterwards." Xander said with a smirk. "Not to mention a nice round of cumming until you pass out."
"Cumming till you pass out, eh whelp? I think we might be able to manage that." he said with a leer, as he finally allowed himself to look at Xander laid out. "Such a treat, you are, luv."
Stripping down, Spike crawled up the bed until he was next to Xander, who's eyes had followed him the entire length of the bed. He ran a finger up the dark trail on Xander's stomach. He slowly ran it around each nipple and then up to tease the delicate skin under each arm. Xander shuddered in response, but didn't say anything.
"I can do anything I want to you, right luv? Care to guess what I'm going to do to you?" His voice was drenched in menace and sex as he whispered in Xander's ear.
Xander shuddered again, but looked him in the eye before speaking. "I trust you, Spike." he repeated, before darting his head up for a kiss.
Spike let the kiss last for a few minutes, his hands dancing over Xander's helpless body until he was drenched in sweat, and his nipples were rock hard under Spike's attention. Breaking the kiss, he slid down Xander's body. With one hand he pinched a nipple roughly and ran his tongue over the other one, before biting at it with blunt teeth. Xander moaned and writhed under his assault.
After a few moments, he slipped lower, trailing kisses down a sweat slicked stomach, stopping just above the hard cock drooling precum. After a glance to make sure Xander was watching him, Spike leaned down and delicately lapped at the growing pool. Xander's cock twitched at the sight, and he let out a long low moan. Spike rasped his tongue across the head of Xander's cock slowly before pulling away completely and climbing out of the bed.
Eyes almost black with lust and need, Xander could only watch as Spike walked away from the bed and began to poke into drawers and cabinets. He was rather impressed with what he found. Keeping his back to Xander, he selected a few items, then returned to the bed. He pulled a pair of pillows from the top of the bed and slid one of them under Xander's ass. The other he used to block Xander's view of the things he'd gathered. He placed Xander's feet flat on the bed then slid them up until his heels almost touched the pillow under his ass.
Satisfied with the setup, he knelt between Xander's legs and slipped his mouth over Xander's cock. He sucked and nibbled at the hard, red member until Xander was certain he was going to explode. In the moment before he could cum, Spike laced something around his cock, effectively blocking his orgasm.
"This leather harness looks just lovely on you, Xan." He said, eyes glazed, before licking from leather binder to tip and back again. Xander moaned and squirmed under him.
He pulled back and fumbled with something for a minute, before Xander felt cool, slick fingers start to stroke behind his balls and across his tight hole. He started with slow, careful circles, and then as Xander relaxed under him, he started shallow dips inside, and then deeper. Twisting his finger around he seemed to find what he was looking for, and then with his eyes locked onto Xander's face, he began teasing strokes back and forth over it.
Xander gasped and bucked as Spike stimulated his prostate. He pulled his finger out momentarily and Xander cried out at the loss. Spike added more lube to his fingers and slid two in this time, slowly stretching and scissoring his fingers before he returned to stroking that soft nub that caused fireworks behind Xander's eyelids. Spike repeated the process, adding another finger every few moments, until he had four worked inside and Xander was keening with need and lust.
Spike reached up and released Xander's hands before he positioned himself at Xander's slick opening. He ran his slick hand over his cock, then wrapped his fist around Xander's. He slowly stroked and looked up into the black/brown eyes of his lover.
"Tell me what you want, Xander. Tell me, and I'll give it to you, luv."
"Inside, please." Was all he could manage, but it was enough.
Spike began a long slow glide into Xander. He slipped in slowly, until his body was flush against Xander's. He closed his eyes a minute to regain control. The heat was exquisite around his shaft, and he had never felt anything so perfect.
After a moment, Xander began running his hands over Spike's chest, teasing his nipples and gliding over muscles. He pulled Spike down, still buried entirely inside him, for a long slow kiss. When the kiss broke Xander said only three words, but they changed everything for the man, the vampire, inside him. "Love you, Blondie."
Spike stared down into his eyes, searching them for any lie, for any regret. When he found neither, he kissed Xander again, deeply, before pulling back and answering. "I Love you too, whelp." Then he began sliding in and out in short thrusts. He slowly built up the tempo, stroking Xander's cock with one hand, while he carefully untied the harness.
When they were both on the verge, bodies slamming against each other frantically, Spike leaned down and found the spot he wanted. He kissed it softly and then pulled back to look at Xander. "Are you sure?" Xander nodded and tilted his head to one side, allowing Spike free access.
Spike struck swiftly, his face shifting and teeth tearing into Xander without hesitation. Seconds after, he felt Xander's teeth in his own shoulder, as Xander found and reopened his own claim mark. They each drank deeply, as their hips pistoned against each other, bringing them closer and closer to completion.
Just as Xander began to cum, Spike pulled his mouth back and let loose a howl and slammed into Xander fully, holding himself there as he shot spurt after spurt of cum deep inside his new consort. He collapsed onto Xander's chest, still buried deep inside him. After a moment or two of panting from both men, their blood stained mouths found each other and they shared a slow languid kiss. After several minutes, Xander reached for a towel and wiped them both down, before pulling the comforter over both of them, and drifting off to sleep.