Spike flopped over in his sleep, completely undisturbed by the sound of his lover starting to get bored. Xander couldn't blame him; after all, the vampire was supposed to be asleep during the day.

"But he's also supposed to keep me entertained, right?" Xander asked himself. And, as anyone who was anyone knew, a bored Xander was a dangerous Xander.

Spike was just about to catch Xander, who was running around naked, when wet heat slid up his neck, breaking the dream. A low growl accompanied his ascent into consciousness. The closer he got to being awake, the more heat spread along his neck. "Xander?" He murmured groggily, the name turning into a groan as Xander's tongue dipped into his ear.

"Hmm?" Xander hummed, tracing the shell of Spike's ear. He could feel Spike waking up, in more ways than one. The blonde's body twitched to life, muscles contracting as Xander touched nerves here and there.

"You got something against sleep?" Spike managed to ask. Xander had begun to apply the edges of his teeth to Spike's ear, nipping at tender skin before laving away the hurt. He wasn't really complaining, since he wasn't all that tired, and sex with Xander was never to be missed.

"No..." Xander said between strokes of his tongue, "But I was thinking, and I realized something."

Spike waited for Xander to continue, but the damned boy simply continued his slow assault. The vampire's body was tight and aching, wanting the human to *do* something instead of simply teasing. "What?" He demanded harshly.

"Oh... See, As long as the sun is up, you're trapped in here," Xander remarked absently. "So I figure I should take full advantage." That last bite had drawn blood, so Xander sucked on the wound, loving the way Spike twitched when he did that.

"Is that so?" Spike gasped. Against his better judgment, he asked the logical question. "And how do you intend to do that?"

Hot breath swirled around Spike's ear as Xander laughed softly. "There are always the chains we brought along," He mentioned. "I've been wanting to see you tied up for a while now."

Spike swallowed, his back arching against Xander's knees. The mortal gave a warning bite to Spike's earlobe, encouraging him to stay still. When that simply made the vampire squirm more, Xander wrapped one hand around his lover's straining cock. Then he squeezed hard.

"Now, now, is that any way to act?" Xander taunted. "And we brought all those lovely toys with us," He continued, as though Spike wasn't melting all over his hands. Slow strokes had the blonde thrusting into his hand, in time to the boy's heartbeat. "I figure I should learn how to use them sometime."

"Ah-h..." Spike stuttered helplessly as he pushed himself into Xander's grasp. Images of Xander torturing him with lovely, shiny toys danced through his head, making his cock ache with want.

"But first, lover, let me see you come," Xander hissed, digging the nails of his free hand into Spike's hip. "I know you're close, right on the edge. Come on, Spike, I know you want to. You're practically begging for it."

Spike's eyes slid closed as his body obeyed Xander's directive. Muscles spasmed as the vampire's lithe frame convulsed against the warmer human, cool seed pouring into the youth's waiting hand.

"Seventy-eight," Xander said as he released Spike. "How about we get through eighty three or eighty four before sunset?"

Spike's eyes snapped open in alarm.