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Summary: What if Buffy had to go out and look for Cordy and Oz instead of looking for Xander and Willow when Spike kidnaps them.
Warnings: It's AU. Xander gets vamped. There is character death in the non-vampy way. Also, I'm not good at typing British accents, so use your imagination when reading for Spike. This is my first Vamp!Xander fic, so be gentle.
Notes: WIP - Part 1
Spike nursed his wrist. He felt weak and eyed Red. She was hanging there limply. He wondered if he should have a bite before his pet woke up. No, he had to wait. He watched him and moved his hand to play with a few strands of hair. He seemed peaceful. He smiled and stroked where he had bit him. He wondered if this was how he looked like. He shivered as he remembered how he had first awoken. Drusilla was a crazy nutter for actually going and burying him. He remembered that she compared him to a blood covered daisy. His Xander wasn't going to be a blood covered daisy. Xander stirred and looked up at Spike.
"Sire?" he said to him.
"Yeah," Spike said with a smile.
"I'm hungry. Have something for me to eat?"
"Got just the thing to break you in."
Spike pointed at Willow. Xander followed his finger and frowned, "It's Willow. I don't want to eat Willow. Wait, why don't I want to eat Willow?"
Spike stroked his hair and kissed his forehead, "Because I spoiled you. That's why."
"Spoiled me?" He edged away. "What do you mean?"
"Well, you didn't have to break through a wooden coffin, which is why most newly raised vampires don't rise, thank you very much, then dig six feet to the surface. Confused and violent, and just not knowing what’s going on. I spoiled you, but in the good way."
Xander smiled and kissed Spike's neck, "What happens if I feel like being violent?"
Spike grinned, "Your choice. We have to take care of our guest first. You can turn her if you like. If you want to start a nest or something." He stroked Xander's chin and watched his eyes move over her.
"No nest. No one else. Just me an you."
"You said you'd kill for it to happen again." Xander pouted. "Sorry, pet. Can't let her live. If you want, I'll do it and we'll find you someone else."
Xander nibbled on his ear and whispered into it, "Would it make you happy if I killed her, Sire?"
Spike nodded, "Would make me shag you right in front of her dead body."
"Then, looks like I'm killing a witch. She looks a bit dead already though."
"We'll get you something more fresh after you feed on this one. Fancy a visit to your parents'?"
Xander smiled, "You are spoiling me. Stop it."
Spike took Xander's chin between his thumb and index finger, kissing him gently, "Nope, never."
Xander bounced up and looked at Willow. He tilted her sagging head. He felt grief that he was about to kill her, but as he looked back at Spike, waiting to see what he was going to do. He had the sudden desire to please him beyond all else. He sunk his teeth into her and drank deep. It tasted so good. She was a virgin, he could taste it. Oz hadn't touched her yet and it made her blood sweeter. Then there was the power, he was addicted to it. He felt the magic in her swell and pass to him. It settled in his veins. He released her neck.
"Baby," he said looking at Spike. "Ever have a virgin witch before?"
Spike grinned and edged off the bed, "Am I going get to have a taste?"
He watched his Sire walk up to her and plunge his fangs in. Xander watched him for awhile before helping Spike drain her of her blood. They released almost at the same time, Xander falling back on the bed. He didn't feel any grief from killing her anymore. He wondered if this was how a lion felt after killing its prey. He felt high and aroused. Spike obviously felt the same because he was on top of Xander, groping him and plunging his tongue into his mouth. Xander let him continue for a few moments before growling.
"I want more like the witch," he said to his Sire. "I want powerful blood."
"You know what has powerful blood?"
"No, what has powerful blood?"
"A slayer." Spike felt his cock harden as Xander grinned evilly. "Know where to find one, Xan?"
Xander nodded, "Yeah. Just got to let me have first bite."
"Anything, pet. You're my spoiled Childe."