Xander peeked into the bedroom, grinning at Spike's behavior. He'd seen the vampire do that once or twice before--seek out where Xander had slept and conform to whatever twisted shape the young man had stayed in. This time Spike was splayed out on his stomach, head buried in Xander's pillow. His legs were bent out at the knees, but crossed at the ankles. He looked good enough to eat. Xander stared at the bottle of honey in his hand, which he'd been using on his toast. Pale golden honey. Spike in the peachy-orange haze of predawn light, filtered through the curtains. Ivory skin. Honey. Sue Bee had never looked so good.

Spike heard Xander come over to the bed, shuffling his feet. The boy's heartbeat was strong and even, though a bit fast...like he was planning something. There was an insanely long pause between Xander's arrival at the bedside and the first touch on Spike's back. And the moment he felt it, the blonde knew it wasn't Xander's hand. "Xan?" Spike murmured questioningly.

Xander ignored Spike in favor of drizzling more honey on the blonde's back. He let the golden stuff cover that perfect spine, drape over sculpted cheeks and flow over well-muscled thighs. So he'd have to rush through his shower and speed all the way to work. Who cared? By the time Xander was finished, the honey bear was half empty and Spike was quite literally glowing.

Spike was about to ask just what Xander had done to him, when he saw what the boy had put on the nightstand. Honey. Xander had covered him in ho--

Xander applied his tongue to the hollow between Spike's shoulder blades, lapping up the sticky-sweet honey he'd let pool there. "Honey," He murmured happily. "Sweet. Like you," The boy continued, meticulously cleaning Spike's back one lick at a time. The vampire squirmed as Xander traced patterns in the honey with his fingers, rubbing the stuff into the vampire's skin. "Hmm," Xander murmured, tasting a particularly sensitive patch over and over again. "Maybe not sweet, exactly. Sharp, tangy. Good with honey," He continued. Then Xander leaned forward and pressed a wet kiss to a dry spot on Spike's shoulder. "Or without."

Those naughty fingers went back to work, scratching honey-slicked trails down Spike's ass. Xander let his fingers slide between pale buttocks as he swiped at the honey along Spike's spine with his tongue, humming happily. Spike was squirming and making those little sounds the vampire would deny were whimpers. The blonde's spine was amazingly sensitive--something Xander had loved finding out about. Torturing Spike by sucking the skin along those bony bumps was a good evening's entertainment, in Xander's opinion.

"X-Xander," Spike moaned brokenly, pushing back on the boy's fingers. Xander was teasing his hole, slicking him with the sugary syrup. But the brunette seemed preoccupied with consuming the treat covering Spike, instead of actually doing something with the nervous wreck he was creating.

"What?" Xander asked as he finished the last of the honey on Spike's back. "Did I miss a spot?" Spike thrust back again, spreading his legs wide open. Xander grinned evilly and bypassed what Spike wanted in favor of the honey on the vampire's thighs. Spike pounded his head on the pillow, growling as Xander nipped and sucked at his skin, even as those devilish fingers kept taunting him, never quite sliding inside.

"Still sweet, Spike," Xander murmured as he climbed onto the bed, straddling the blonde's feet. "And so perfect. All white and smooth. Cool, too. Like vanilla ice cream." A hot tongue branded Spike's left buttock. "Edible," He said just before spreading Spike with his hands and giving the vampire what he'd been begging for.

"Xander!" Spike wailed, thrusting back against the boy's mouth. Xander delved in deeply, fucking him with his tongue. Light, teasing flicks blended with fierce jabs. Sometimes Xander would abandon the torturous act altogether, in favor of laving Spike's tightly drawn balls, removing any traces of honey that might have dripped there. But then he returned to Spike's ass, rimming him until the vampire was a sobbing puddle of flesh, working himself helplessly against the boy's tongue.

"Love the way you taste, Spike," Xander whispered against that white skin. He reached one honey-covered hand underneath the blonde, giving Spike a warm tunnel to thrust into. "How all of you tastes. Come for me, Spike. I wanna taste that too."

Spike's back arched and his mouth fell open as Xander slid two fingers inside him and hit his prostate, the other hand fisting him hard. The vampire came with a roar, spilling over Xander's fingers as the brunette worked him over.

Finally Xander released Spike's exhausted flesh and stood up from the bed. The blonde watched with shaky eyes as Xander cleaned his hand off, tongue wrapping around each finger as come and honey mixed together. "Mmm... Spike and honey, first thing in the morning. Well balanced breakfast." He was about to trot off to the shower when he remembered something.

Spike jumped slightly as a sticky hand hit his ass with an odd squish. "Three," Xander said as he turned to leave. "And you might wanna change the sheets. They're really nasty now."