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.
"Oh, God, Spike, you're beautiful."
Xander had been lying like a lump, while Spike touched, rubbed and petted.
He watched as the vampire licked the underside of his throbbing cock, taking
the time to tongue the protruding, hot veins. Then, before his human could
reach ecstasy, he quit and moved up to sit back on Xander's hips.
The broken contact caused Xander to remember he had two hands of his
own and they flew into action. Tweaking, caressing, and feeling every inch
of the cool flesh he could reach till finally Xander's fingers settled on the
proud jutted cock that stuck out, angry and purple.
Spike closed his eyes and reveled in the warm contact. He moaned as his
body accepted the worship and his head tipped back when his boy's hot
fingers pushed down the foreskin and his tough, calloused thumb swiped
across the leaking slit.
Xander pulled his thumb back, staring at the string of precum that attached
it to the wonderful cool flesh.
"I love your cock. I could spend all day licking it, sucking it and just playing
with it. It makes me want to cum just thinking about all this wonderful meat
shoved up inside me."
Spike squirmed, wiggling his balls against the nest of Xander's pubic hair
and feeling his human's own erection leaving a wet trail against the crack
of his butt. Spike sighed. The incredible heat drew him in. He wanted to
lie prone on the boy, soaking in all that amazing warmth.
Suddenly, a surge of urgency competed with arousal and got Spike moving
again. The little thought in the back of his head that the witch and the slayer
could somehow stop this, terrified him. With a rapid flip flop, Spike
repositioned himself between Xander's legs.
All softness and sweetness disappeared as he snatched the oil from the
bedstand and shoved it in Xander's hand.
"Prepare yourself, Human. Anoint my cock in oil. Show me you want to
be taken. Tell me you want to be owned. To be MINE!"
Xander's hands did not shake as he accepted the bottle. There was no
fear or indecision in his heart or mind as he reached between his legs and
fingered himself. His eyes never broke contact with the cat like yellow
demon ones as he stretched and loosened his tight hole.
The boy's confidence was like dried oak in a bonfire. It was all Spike
could do to keep his demon from howling and ripping into the soft, blood
filled flesh. His cock throbbed painfully and ached to be rammed deep
into the hot, tight cavity.
His hands slid down to grip Xander around the waist and his claws dug
into the man's skin. Xander never flinched. This was nothing like the
female fantasy they had shared before. This was Spike, Master vampire
and this was Xander, willing human. The fantasies were over and both men
recognized the stark reality of the moment.
All the sex they had had in the last few days would help some to ease the way
but this time was not about playing or even romance. This was power. This
was possession and Xander felt the urgency too.
"I'm ready. Spike?"
Unable to restrain him any longer, Spike threw his head back and let out
a piercing, unearthly screech before grabbing Xander's legs, jerking him
forward. Spike clutched Xander's ankles and threw them up over his
shoulders. Xander braced himself. He had no doubts as he gave in
to his instinctive need to submit to the vampire. It felt right. There was no fear.
"I take you as mine, Human!"
Spike lined his cock head up and with no hesitation, forced his way in,
past the tight ring of muscle till he was deep and fully seated.
Xander's body went rigid with the pain and burn. The hand he had around
his own hard cock tightened and he gasp. Surprisingly, it only served to make
him harder, more horny. He devoured the intensity.
The demon was now in full charge and claiming his consort was all he knew.
Spike took the backseat and watched. Every nerve ending in his body
sizzled in his cock as it pulled back and slammed forward, swimming and
bathing in the snug, firm grip of his boy's tight anus.
Xander, too, was brain dead, living and breathing only for the vampire
who was possessing his body and plundering his ass. He stripped and
jerked his own cock harshly as the wonderful pain intensified.
Suddenly, Spike's head snapped down and he stared directly into the
brown one's beneath him.
"Hear me Human! You belong to me! I claim you and own you!
Do you accept me as your Master?"
Xander struggled to hold off his orgasm. Instinct told him his master's
pleasure should come first.
"Yes, please, I accept. I want to be your Consort. Please, Spi...Master."
Xander tipped his head to the side and bared his throat submissively.
A violent shudder shot through Spike's body as his bowels churned and his
balls drew up. In a flash he dropped, bending Xander nearly in half as
he slit his own wrist open on the tip of a fang before plunging his teeth
into the jugular of hot, sweet blood.
Xander barely had time to react to the pain of the bite as he felt the first
swallow of blood being drawn from his body. At the same instant, the
cock inside him grew larger and harder till it exploded, flooding his insides
with a cool release that trigger his own orgasm.
As he opened his mouth to groan at the heavenly rush of hot passion that
roared through him, Xander tasted a cool, bitter, coppery fluid drip onto
his tongue he automatically swallowed.
Spike pulled his fans out, blood dripping from his mouth as he snarled.
"MINE! You are my Consort! It is done!"
When he did, both men felt as though their bodies were being wrenched
inside out. The room shook with the sound of a sonic boom and for the
third time in 24 hours, their world went white.