"You're back!" Xander said happily from his spot at the stove. "Blood run?"

"Yeah," Spike replied, stashing the blood in Xander's fridge. "What's that?" He asked, looking over Xander's shoulder.

"I'm making fudge," Xander stated. "The spaghetti sauce is for dinner."

"Fudge?" Spike murmured, grinning. "You're making fudge?"

"Yeah," Xander said warily. "What's so funny about that?"

"Nothing," Spike said, still smiling broadly. Xander held up the wooden spoon he'd been stirring the fudge with and lifted the pot off the stove. Spike backed up, holding his hands out in a placating manner. "Really, nothing. Love fudge, I do. All smooth and chocolate. Food of the gods."

The boy grinned and began to pour the fudge into a pan. "You smell like sewer," Xander told Spike. "Uck."

Spike sniffed and realized that he did indeed smell like the underground tunnels. "Right. Bath, then. Back in a mo."

Xander listened for the shower, waiting until Spike was finished. This morning had been...tasty, but Xander hadn't quite gotten his fill of the vampire. With that in mind, he crept into the bedroom, where Spike was rummaging through a drawer for some clean clothes. "Hey," Xander murmured, catching the vampire's attention. He stalked over to the blonde, leaning in for a kiss.

Spike grinned. Xander was putting off waves of pheromones and chocolate, and his heartbeat was racing. The vampire knew what that meant--and he didn't mind in the least. Then again, when did he ever turn down sex from his lovely boy? He met Xander halfway, gladly parting his lips for the boy's warm ones. The tongue that swept into his mouth tasted of chocolate, rich and dark. As always, Xander was open, willing, welcoming. Spike never failed to marvel that he had this, whenever he liked; this hot, ready lover who wanted him in his bed every night.

Once Spike was thoroughly engrossed in the kiss, Xander reached between them, wrapping both of his hands around the blonde's half-hard cock. Spike jumped at the sudden contact. Warm, sticky hands worked his flesh, bringing him to full hardness. He thrust into Xander's hands, devouring the boy's mouth as he was jacked off. The scent of chocolate surrounded them, dark sweetness tickling the vampire's senses.

Xander pulled away slightly, grinning at the vampire's dazed expression. "Remember what I said this morning?" He asked the vampire.

Spike frowned. He was supposed to think during sex? Wasn't that something he tortured Xander with? "Change the sheets?" He replied uncertainly. He had been told to change the sheets, after all.

Xander laughed. "Edible," He told Spike as he fell to his knees. Spike looked down in time to see Xander swallow his cock. His chocolate covered cock. The boy's hands had been covered in melted fudge, not lube. Those same hands now lay just centimeters from Spike's ass as Xander pressed his wrists into the vampire's hips, keeping the sticky substance off the blonde's clean skin. Spike thrust forward slightly, trying to climb all the way into that infernal mouth.

Xander chuckled as Spike twitched and groaned. He'd liked to have thought he'd gotten pretty good at this lately. Spike certainly responded as though he had. Still, there were some things he hadn't mastered. Xander wrapped his tongue around the head of Spike's cock and sucked off the last of the chocolate there before taking a deep breath. He then relaxed his throat and fell forward.

"Xan..." Spike cried out as Xander inhaled him, warm nose brushing the vampire's abdomen. Strong throat muscles tightened rhythmically around his cock as Xander swallowed... again and again, milking him in a mimicry of how Xander's body took him in when they fucked. Spike felt his balls draw up, tendrils of oblivion crawling down his spine. No, this couldn't end so fast, not now. He reached for one of Xander's hands, bringing the confection-covered limb to his own mouth. Cleaning the boy's palm and fingers provided some distraction as he focused single-mindedly on the salty-bitter-sweet combination of Xander's skin and chocolate, accented with the faintest trace of the vampire's own flavor.

Spike began swaying, thrusting slightly as Xander pulled back and sank back down. The boy finished cleaning off Spike's erection and went back to suckling hard, pulling at the vampire's cock as hard as he could. Spike screamed, dropping Xander's hand as his hips jerked forward and he came with a long, low howl, spilling cold seed across Xander's tongue. The young man caught his ejaculate, savoring it before swallowing.

Spike reached down and dragged Xander upright, pressing him to the vampire's still-quivering body. He sought out his lover's mouth blindly, needing to express himself somehow. His lad, his sweet boy, so perfect. Xander wrapped his arms around Spike's waist to steady himself, letting his chocolate-covered hand fall onto Spike's ass. "Oops," He murmured as he pulled away from Spike's intoxicating mouth. "Four," He said as Spike captured his lips again.

The blonde could've stayed like that all night, settled down in Xander's mouth and mated with that lovely tongue until dawn, but the boy's rampant erection was jutting into his hip, reminding the vampire that while he'd found release twice today, Xander hadn't. With a laugh and a wicked smirk, he led Xander over to the bed.