AUTHORS: dru as Spike & Evil Willow as
Xander (Go worship the goddess that is EW!)
SERIES: Mile High Club
PAIRING : Spike/Xander
RATING : NC17 (highly smutty
with plenty of salty goodness!)
DISCLAIMER : We do not own these
characters. We just like putting them in lewd positions!
NOTE: We wrote this as role-play
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I
can't help but laugh a little.
Poor
little boy.
All
purple and nowhere to come-
I
slowly run my finger up the length of his cock. "Yes?"
I
shiver and moan at his touch. "Please... need to come," I say.
"Yes,"
I trace around the head softly with my finger, "I'd say that's an accurate
statement."
"God..."
I gasp. "Shit... please, Spike. Let me come. Make me come. One of the two.
Please!"
And it really
doesn't matter what he does. Because in about...thirty seconds, I'd say, I'm
coming anyway. Whether he likes it or not. And at this point I don't care
*what* he does to me if he doesn't like it.
Damn,
I'm evil. "Do you *want* to come?" I ask innocently as I slide my
finger down his cock, heading toward parts previously unknown to me.
"YES
YES YES YES YES!" I really hope that was a definite enough answer for him.
"But,"
I say as I prop myself up on my elbows. I look up at him and say, "A more important
question, *the* more important question, is: Do *I* want you to come?"
Yep.
I'm evil.
Fucking
son of a bitch.
I think
I kept that to myself. Pretty sure, actually, because he's not showing any
signs of having heard it. "I've done everything you've wanted from me,
Spike. Please. I'm dying here." And of course I return to The Pout. Even
though it always had much better effect on Angelus.
"That's
true," I shrug before thrusting my finger into his- HOLY SHIT HE'S FUCKIN'
TIGHT!
"SPIIIIIIIIIKE!"
I scream as I climax. And my last thought before passing out is he really *is*
a bastard.
Heehee.
He passed out. Heh heh heh.
I
mean... he *did* give me permission... *before*...
SO, in
a split second, I've covered my cock and his hole with his cum that's still
shooting out of him in sticky strings.
And I
thrust inside just as he comes to-
I open
my eyes and moan as I feel him push inside me. "Oh... fuck," is my
really intelligent response as I wrap my legs around his waist, pulling him
deeper.
I pull
his head down for a kiss. And he really is a good kisser. I could get used to--
No, no,
no. This is a random thing, which will not be repeated. After this, I'll
probably have to use all my spare time trying to keep him from killing me.
But
that doesn't mean I won't enjoy tonight.
Shit!
I
never thought this would feel *this* good. *He* would feel this good...
"Squeeze
me, Xander. Squeeze me tight," I growl.
I
thrust into him again and I cannot even.... FUCKME! How the hell could Angelus
*not* keep him chained to the bed?
OHFUCKTHEIMAGERY!
I
shiver when he growls. I always loved it when Angelus would do - Damn IT, why do
I keep thinking about him? Spike's really good at ... everything he's doing. So
why can't I just think about that?
Yes,
he likes the growl.
I
kiss him deeply before making my way to his ear lobe.
"Has
Angelus ever bit you anywhere else? Other than your neck?" I purr.
I
whimper. "Uh..." It ends in a squeak when he hits my prostate. Shit.
"No... just neck."
"Never?"
I moan
when he hits that spot again. And my hands have decided it would be fun to
touch Spike. The rest of me agrees, of course. I pinch his nipples between my
fingers, and smile when he moans. It's nice to know that I can make the Big Bad
moan. And scream... And...
"Xander..."
he says, licking along the edge of my ear.
Oh
yeah. The question. What was the question?
After
another second, though, I remember. "He only bit me in the throat," I
say.
I
shift and attack his mouth again, slicing his lips and tongue with my fangs.
He
bleeds and I lick his lips, "You taste so good, Luv," I growl.
Fuck.
I trail
my tongue down and sink my fangs around his nipple.
"SHIT!"
I scream, bucking up against him and driving him deep inside me. Shit. Shit.
Shit.
Did I
mention shit?
Oh I
did? Well let me just add: SHIT!
I
squeeze his cock, as hard as I can. Because I'm gonna come and I'm pretty sure
he'll be okay with that if I make him come first.
"OHFUCKXANDER!"
I scream.
That's
it.
I
can't take it.
I
tear my fangs from his skin and look into his eyes. "Shift."
Okay,
the demon came forward without me even thinking about it. I guess he likes
Spike too.
No I
did NOT just admit that I like Spike. It's an expression. Like telling your mom
you like her brussel sprouts.
Yeah, I
know. That excuse sounded weak even to me.
He's-
wow... I always imagined, but- damn.
I
kiss him, our fangs grind together and I pull away.
"Xander-"
I say, hoping that Angelus has opened the blood bonds with him, hoping that at
least he did that, even if he hasn't taught him other ways of our clan.
I
hope, as I sink my fangs into his neck, that he'll do the same to me so we can
come together. And be kindred.
I'm
drinking him! How the hell did *that* happen? I just felt like it was what he wanted,
and then all the sudden I was doing it. I really hope he's not gonna kill me
for that.
Oh
wait, he was already going to kill me anyway. So it's all right then.
And
shit... This is intense. Feeling him drinking me... Me drinking him. I can't
hold back. I moan as I climax, my muscles clamping down around his cock. And I
*really* hope he comes too.
"FUUUUUUUCK!"
A new set of fangs... in my... "SHIIIT! XANDER!"
Oh
fuck! I can't- my body goes rigid as I explode again, filling him even more.
Fuck.
I
collapse on top of him. I've never... I mean...
Not
even *once*!
I've
*never* came twice in a row like that.
I
guess I've never had a *brother*.
Well,
not one I liked.
Not
that I like Harris.
'Cause
I don't.
I roll
off him, onto my back and stare at the ceiling.
Wow.
That
was really...
Wow.
"Fuck
me." And I know the minute it's out of my mouth that I've just left myself
open to some annoying Spike comment. But you gotta love those Spike comments.
I guess.
So I've
been told, anyway.
"You
mean that wasn't enough, Luv?" I ask, "No wonder Angelus hasn't had
you in a while. I mean, if *that* wasn't pleasing to you... I don't know *what*
is!"
"Ha,
ha, ha," I say, rolling my eyes at him. "No, I'm... good." So is
he. But he knows that.
"Yeah,
you *are*, Luv. *Damn* good. No wonder Angelus kept you."
"OI!"
I say as I jump up. I can't believe I completely lost track of... well,
*everything* that wasn't him.
"Sun'll
be up soon! I promised her that I'd be back!"
I pout.
I was enjoying that compliment. "I don't wanna go. I like this bed. It's
nice and far far away from her."
"Sorry,
Luv. What Darla wants, Darla gets. She *is* the Master now," I shrug as I
find out clothes little by little. "'Sides, Angelus'll be expecting us as
well. C'mon, get up!"
Angelus
is expecting us? No, not me. He hasn't really paid me much attention since -
And Darla wants me dusted, which is why she brought Spike.
And why
did I have sex with him, again?
Oh
yeah, because he's so sexy and irresistible. I need serious psychological help.
Me and the evil vampires I l... like. Tolerate.
"You
go," I say, watching him get dressed. "I'll come home tonight. After
I sleep." Not like Angelus will miss me. And Darla will probably throw a
party.
"Sleep?
HERE?! You mad, Pet? Wouldn't ya rather stay in a nice bed at home? Cuddled up
with your sire?"
I
find my boots and toss him his, although he's not gettin' dressed. "Do you
realize how unpleasant Angelus can be if you *leave* his fledges out all day?
And *I* certainly don't want a beating my first day back. 'Sides, you're too
young to leave. So get the fuck up!"
I
don't know why I care all of a sudden, except that he's family now.
And Angelus
trusted me with him, trusted me to shag him and everything and-
If I
want my sire back, and my place in the clan, I've gotta play by the rules. I'm
old enough to do so now.
And
Sunnydale-Angelus is *not* something I'd like to relive. I'd really like to
stay on his good side, which means bringing him back his newest childe. Whole
and well.
"I
am not above *draggin'* your arse home either!" I finally add.
"Whatever,"
I grumble as I get dressed again. "Not like Angelus would notice, anyway.
He hasn't let me into his bed in--" Okay, this is where the not being able
to find the words would have been a good thing. I don't need to tell Spike all
my problems with our sire. He wouldn't care, and if anything, he'd use the
information against me. So this is where I just shut up.
Oh.
I've
been there.
Does
he think I haven't?
Does
he think that with two vampiresses around (one being Darla), I got all the time
with Anglues? Hardly. Between Dru and Darla, they pretty much used up his
waking hours of fuck time.
I'd
get him about once a week, if I was lucky.
"Well,
then," I say as I slip on my duster, "You can sleep in my bed with
me."
Okay,
WHAT?!
And
huh, even.
And
this is where I say 'No fucking way, are you crazy?' Or laugh in his face.
Or... "Really?" Damn it! WHY does my mouth not pay attention?!
I
walk over and sit on the bed next to him. "Darla, by rights as his mate
*and* sire, is entitled to most of his time. That's just the way of our kind.
Find a way to deal or move on, because unless you really believe it's worth it,
it's not."
That
didn't make sense. Did it?
"I
mean, unless he's worth all that to you- with the bond... and... bloody hell.
C'mon. We're wastin' time and we gotta get back. I can explain this shit all
day today, but we *have* to go."
I
stand up, but he just sits there.
I
can't imagine how he feels. I mean, yes, I've been there, partially, but it was
a different time then.
Childer
were looked upon differently.
"Xander?"
Huh?
Oh. Yeah. Spike. I just kinda spaced out there for a minute. All his fault for
making me wonder if Angelus was worth it. And the answer I came up with was
yes, he is. Because when I first woke after he'd turned me... I thought...
It
doesn't matter what I thought. I was being naive, as usual. "Yeah.
Whatever. Let's go," I say as I stand.
"Right
then, 'course now we have to hurry before we fry. I mean, *I* wasn't planning
on burning today. You?" I ask as I open the door.
"No,
not in a suicidal mood," I reply. "Except for the sex with the vampire
brought here to kill me... but I guess everyone has their moments." He
just gives me a look. "You still are... aren't you?" I ask. I mean,
he didn't reply when I asked if he was serious about him letting me sleep in
his bed. So I thought he didn't really mean it.
"Still
are what?"
The
club is still hopping. All those sweaty, sexed up men. I like the scent. I have
to lean closer to Spike as we walk through the crowd. "You were going to
kill me. Are you still going to?" I ask. I know it's probably a stupid
question. Not like sex with *me* would change his mind. But I thought...
probably just another naive moment though.
"Hmm,
interesting question," I ask as we get out into the alley. "Did sex
with you change my mind?" And yes, he *did* say that out loud.
"No,
it didn't," I state. "You weren't terrible at all, and let's face it,
that's the only thing that could have really changed my mind."
Huh? If
I was bad at sex... then he wouldn't have wanted to kill me? "Huh? What...
how... huh?"
Yes
that's me. SO good with being coherent.
I
smile and pull him to me for a kiss. Simple perfection.
And
I'm not bloody stupid.
I
*hate* when people think I'm stupid.
I
hate being underestimated.
And
sure, Angelus will be mad, but we can work through that.
I
kiss him deeply, leaving him breathless. Ah yes, he still hasn't kicked that
nasty habit.
"Simple,
Xander. I was never *planning* on killing you."
I see
the confusion on his face as I turn and walk down the street.
"I'm
planning on killing *her*."
Oh.
Oh!
Oh. My.
God!
I run to catch up with him and
ask, "So... um, did you mean what you said about letting me sleep in your
bed?"
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