bmblbee (bmblbee) wrote in bloodclaim,

Wishes and Wants

Title: Wishes and Wants.

Author: BmblBee
Paring: S/X
Rating: Very NC17!
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters, products or articles
mentioned in this story and gain no monetary profit from it.

Willow and Buffy are feeling guilty about their fake gift and are concerned
they haven't heard from Xander in days. When they check on him, they
find him with Spike. In shock, they decide to do a real spell to give their
friend his hearts desire, hoping he will dump Spike.

Warning: This story is a pointless, spornographic bit of fantasy, fluff and
sex. The author does NOT endorse the bizarre sexual techniques or
situations this story contains. (O.k., some of them are......never mind)

As always, full credit to the talented Petxnd who puts wonderful visuals to
my words and brings the stories alive.


Xander stood in the middle of his comfortably messy bedroom and he
ran his fingers all over his body taking a general inventory. Everything
seemed all right, but he needed to be sure.

His hair was short and soft. His face was stubbly and needed a shave.
His arms felt muscular and strong and he felt reassured as tenuous fingers
continued to trail down through the hair on his chest. His hands then
followed the trail toward his nest of thick, black, pubic hair which he
grabbed in his fist and shook happily.

He was himself again.
He was the XanMAN!

He smiled as his right hand scooped up his sac, feeling it's weight and
youthful firmness and he rolled the nuts from side to side. As he did, his left
hand lovingly caressed his best friend, Big Willy. Big Willy responded with a
smiling slit and a tingly twitch.

He then, with great concern and caution, reached between his legs and behind
his balls. He was thrilled to find nothing there but the strip of sweet soft skin with
no hint of a pussy.

Spike burrowed down into the soft cotton sheets and he laughed.
"Do you want to be alone?"

Xander stuck his tongue out.

"Hey! This is important stuff, Buddy. As for you, show me your ass!"
Xander stood, pointing his finger accusingly at his naked vampire.

Spike blinked.
"My arse?"

Xander stood back, his hands on his hips.
"That's right. I'm not getting in bed with you till I am sure there is no
surprise tail going to pop up at the wrong time."

Happily, Spike flipped over, displaying the smooth round mounds of an
untailed rump. When he wriggled it suggestively, Xander relaxed.
This certainly did seem to be the very definition of 'alls well that ends well'
and Spike's end was too enticing to ignore.

Despite the coming dawn, Xander was staring at the most beautiful full
moon he had ever seen. Slowly he prowled closer to the bed, growling
low in his throat and flexing his fingers dangerously.
Spike tried not to laugh.

When he got near enough, Xander leapt forward intending to jump on Spike's
butt and ride him like the mechanical bull down at Whitey's tavern.
Spike waited.
At the last second, he rolled casually to the side.

For the second time this morning, Xander landed, face first, in the less than
fresh smelling sheets of his shared bed.
"Hey! No fair! You moved."

Spike laid on his side, his head propped on his hand and he watched
as Xander clumsily fumbled around till he faced him. Spike then reached
over and ran his cool fingers down the side of Xander's face marveling at the
warm, live skin. His hand slid around and cupped the back of Xander's neck
while his thumb pressed on Xander's artery, letting the steady tha thump, tha
thump, tha thump, of his heart beat reverberate through Spike's hand, up his
arm and directly into his chest.

"Been a hell of a night, Pet."

Xander settled in and the cool hand on him felt like heaven.
"Yeah, I actually think the girls did alright this time. It might not have been
exactly what they planned, but it was just what I wanted."

Spike's fingertips ghosted lightly over the smiling cupids bow of his lover's
lips. There was something he wanted very much to discuss, but wasn't sure
how to broach the subject. Finally, he decided to ease into it gently.
"So, you have a foot thing do you?"

Xander pressed his foot against Spike's leg and wiggled his toes.
"Apparently I'm not the only one. I didn't see you exactly beating Melvin
back with a club or a stake."

Spike shrugged.
"Didn't want to hurt his feelings, did I?"

"Oh, no, I wouldn't want that. That why you let cocktopuss work you
over like you did? So his feelings wouldn't be hurt?"

Spike tried for his best expression of shocked insult.
"Hey! I'll have you know I was saving you. No human arse could have
survived the cocktopuss' onslaught of peni penetration and lived to tell
about it. I was protecting and preserving your puckered porthole."

Xander giggled.
"You mean my clamped chasm?"
"Your blocked buttocks?"
"My impermeable indentation?"
"Your padlocked pocket?"
"My watertight wrinkle?"

By now, both men were laughing so hard they were gasping for air
and holding their sides. In a mutual, unspoken agreement, they called
it a draw. After wiping the tears from his eyes, Xander laid back.
There had been something on his mind too.

"Say, Spike, when we were in the carnival, the barker called me your
consort. He said you had to win the prize for your consort. Remember?"

Spike was flooded with relief and hope. It was exactly what he wanted to
talk about but wasn't sure how to begin.
"Did he? Seems I recall something along those lines."

"Well, you did say you would explain. You said when this was all over,
you would tell me what a consort was."

Spike's demon did an undignified Snoopy dance, pulled up a stool, then
perched happily on it waiting to see how this would go. On the outside,
Spike tried to play it cool, not wanting to appear pathetic or demanding.

"Yes, I guess I did. Hmm. A consort. Well, some master vampire's will
choose a companion, whether it is a minor vamp, a human, or some other
lesser demon. It is sort of like a marriage, but more. There is a whole
abracadabra, hocus pocus, bonding ritual they go through and, BAM,
you have a consort."

Spike glanced over to see if Xander would push the subject further.
The demon was now standing on the mental stool waving his ams and
screaming, 'Ask! Ask!'

Xander frowned. He had already assumed as much but it really didn't
answer the questions his heart had.

"Uh, huh. Uh, huh. O.k. Sooooo, if the vampire in question chooses a
human, does he turn said human into a vamp? Cause I wouldn't........I
mean the human involved doesn't want to be vampirized."

Encouraged, Spike flipped back onto his side and looked deeply into
Xander's deep brown eyes.

"NO! The vampire doesn't want, the human to be vamped. He
loves the human just the way he is, warm, loving, faithful and perfect. That's
why they have the bonding. When they make the final commitment, they
share sex and blood. Then as time goes on, each time they exchange blood
the human receives some of his master's immortality. The human wouldn't
live forever, but he would live a lot longer than normal and they would be
together. For always. And the vampire wouldn't be alone any more.
See, that's the big leap. A consort is forever. No divorce. No walking away."

Xander stared into Spike's face and marveled. He had never seen the vampire
look so open and trusting yet cautious and fearful. Every painful expression
was exposed for Xander to either embrace or stomp on.

"What would happen if the vampire woke up one day and decided he didn't
want the human anymore. Like maybe the human was stupid or clumsy or
someone better came along that caught the vampire's eye?"

Spike scooted forward till their bodies were nearly touching.
"NO! That won't happen! The vampire has lived for over a hundred years
and seen every type of human and demon that walks the earth. There is
no one better! The vampire knows what he wants. The vampire knows
WHO he wants. I promise, that will never change."

Xander decided it was time for a leap of faith. What did he have to lose?
If he was reading the signals wrong, all Spike could say was 'no'.

"My greatest wish has always been for true love, Spike. I need that. A
forever lover that will always be with me. Are you the master vampire and
am I the human? Can I be your consort?"

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