Despite the mind-shattering blow job Xander had just given him, Spike still wanted to see his lovely human spread out and thoroughly fucked. Besides nearly killing him, the only thing the boy's attack had done was make Spike want to take his time. The blonde had a sneaking suspicion that Xander hadn't planned it that way; no man--sane or otherwise--would willingly put themselves in this situation. No matter; Spike wasn't about to change his mind.

"Er..." Xander murmured, seeing the beginnings of taut heat in Spike's eyes. Yeah, he was in a lot of trouble. "Wanna take a shower?"

Spike ignored Xander's feeble attempt to distract him. Slender fingers wrapped themselves around Xander's muscular shoulders, drawing the young man upwards. He knew what Xander was expecting. He would be sorely disappointed.

Xander braced for the impact of Spike throwing him back on the thin mattress of their hotel bed. The vampire hadn't tightened his grip to the point of pain, not yet. It was only a matter of time, however. After a play like that, Xander knew he was in for something rough. He didn't mind; if he had, he'd have never gone after Spike the way he had.

Spike gently guided Xander onto his back, moving his hands up to cradle the young man's head as it fell onto the pillow below. Still-light fingers parted cotton, peeling layers away from precious, sweet skin. Silken lips met satin flesh as Spike pressed kisses to everything he exposed, cataloguing each and every aspect of his boy's arousal.

Xander groaned under the weight of excited confusion as Spike touched him with all the violence of a butterfly. Feather light caresses, whispered kisses and care so soft it hurt contrasted harshly with what he'd been expecting. Xander's body almost hurt the tension he felt, ever expecting Spike's ministrations to turn sharp.

Spike eased his knees between Xander's, spreading the boy's thighs open. Nimble fingers, slickened thoroughly, begged for entrance into Xander's body even as Spike's tongue knelt at the human's mouth. Xander was powerless to resist, opening to the vampire with little more than a whimper of protest. Spike delved in slowly, relishing the warmth, friction and erratic slide of flesh and lust rubbing against each other.

Xander gasped into Spike's mouth as he was prepared. Blunt fingernails dug into Spike's forearms, demanding haste. He was ignored with careless ease. Xander bucked upward, trying to twist and press their bodies together--knowing how much Spike loved the way their skins reacted to such a caress. The vampire easily avoided the maneuver. The only respite Xander got was the steady, grounding press of Spike's tongue against his as the blonde consumed him breath by breath.

Spike anointed his cock and pressed inside Xander, never relinquishing the boy's mouth. He thrust slowly, moving deeply inside that warm body. With each movement, he poured vital air into Xander's lungs. The boy was totally controlled by Spike; his body no longer his own. The demon possessed his pleasure, his will and his very life.

Xander let his mind drift towards Spike, eyes hazy and crossed with both pleasure and dizziness. He couldn't tell if he was fainting from too much oxygen or too little, but regardless all he could think about was the way Spike seemed to be all the way inside him--crawling under his skin, kissing his heart and stroking his soul with every slow thrust and drag.

Once he was sure Xander was completely caught up in the iridescent web he'd woven, Spike shifted his hands to pin Xander's arms above his head. The vampire used the new position to ride Xander hard, thrusting fast and deep. The first scream preceded Xander's orgasm by mere seconds, the next broken sound flowing into the vampire's throat just as hot seed spilled between them. Unholy, golden eyes watched as Xander convulsed and fell unnaturally still, pushed over the edge and into oblivion.

Spike's own climax took him by surprise, bowling him over as he bucked uncontrollably, burying himself inside his mate. Only after long seconds of jaw-clenching spasms did Spike's pleasure abate enough for him to roll onto his side, bringing Xander with him.

"Seventy-five," The vampire murmured, a grin playing around the edges of his mouth.