Xander grinned. "Fair enough, Spike. No Adam Sandler." Actually, Xander had no intentions of sitting through a silly comedy. Nope, his heart was set on the newest Jackie Chan movie. He forcibly ignored Spike's groan of distaste as they got into line at the ticket booth.

Within seconds, Spike was prowling around, stepping in and out of line and generally bothering everyone around them. Xander watched in amusement as the blonde nearly got into three fistfights. Spike seemed to be incapable of not finding trouble. Either that or he was horny... again. When the vampire slinked around Xander to press against him, knocking the boy back a step, Xander decided that 'horny' was more likely.

"Having a good time?" Xander asked Spike.

Spike bent his head to Xander's neck, licking a broad stripe up that sweet skin. "Mm hmm," The vampire hummed happily. The way Spike saw it, as long as either his hands, his mouth, or both were filled with some part of Xander, he was as close to heaven as he was ever going to get.

Xander shook his head softly. A quick glance around told him that the youthful constituents of the movie ticket line were mostly stoned or consumed with their own concerns. A truly evil grin split Xander's face as he insinuated one hand between himself and his vampire. Spike stilled, growling harshly, as Xander cupped him.

"Xander," Spike whispered, pushing himself into that warm hand. Oh, his boy was so very lovely. Quick, firm pressure followed by the softest of touches. Spike returned to Xander's throat, laving at the confection that was his lover's flesh. The vampire freely admitted to being addicted to Xander. He'd wager that should he ever try to go more than a few hours without touching him, the vampire would go through withdrawal.

Xander stepped forward, nudging Spike with him. The line was inching forward, and so were they... not that Spike was in any position to notice. He was mauling Xander's neck with soft lips and blunt teeth, raising what was sure to be a record-setting hickey. Xander didn't mind; Spike suckled on his neck like that when he was utterly caught up in whatever they were doing. The vampire was mindlessly rocking into Xander's hand, eagerly participating in a spot of egregious exhibitionism.

"Hey, move up, would you?" A kid behind Xander whined. Spike lifted his head, golden eyes flashing.

"Bugger off," The vampire hissed. Xander pushed them forward slightly. They were almost to the ticket counter, only a few people from the front. Spike was likewise almost there, face shifting back and forth as he thrust against Xander, clawing at the young man's jacket.

Xander pushed Spike against the ticket booth, grinning at the clerk. "Two for the ten-thirty show."

"Er, fifteen bucks," The kid murmured, eyes glued on the writing blonde who was way too close to his face. Spike cracked one glowing eye and smirked at the attendant.

"'Ello, ducks. Havin' fun tonight?" Spike muttered, voice gravely. Xander squeezed Spike's cock, making the vampire scream. The attendant jumped, Spike briefly vamped out, and Xander just kept pressing, stroking and fondling.

The attendant grabbed Xander's twenty dollar bill and shoved a five and two tickets into the young man's hand. Xander pocketed the change and bore down hard on Spike's erection, simultaneously dragging the vampire towards the entrance.

Spike hissed as Xander threw him against the glass entrance door. The young man pushed Spike into a huge movie display, sinking his blunt teeth into the vampire's neck. Spike screeched, froze, and came, clinging desperately to Xander's arms.

"Twenty-two," Xander giggled, slapping Spike hard on the ass. "Go get us some popcorn and coke, Spike."