It only took the slightest turn of Spike's head to find the skin of Xander's shoulder. The boy mumbled contentedly as cool lips brushed against him. The human was a contradictory twist of tense excitement and boneless relaxation, having spent his energy focused on Spike to the detriment of his own pleasure. Still, Xander couldn't help but laze against thin cotton, letting Spike's weight press him down.

"You're evil," Spike murmured, still caressing Xander's sweat-salty skin. "Quite wicked, luv."

"Mm hmm," Xander agreed muzzily. How was it that Spike could turn his mind into green jello just by touching him? The blonde made it seem so effortless; a touch, a kiss and Xander was a quivering mess of want-need-have. Xander, on the other hand, seemed to have to work so hard to elicit even the tiniest shiver.

Spike shifted over so that he lay fully on top of Xander, wedging himself between the man's legs. His dark lover twitched as cool fingers made colder by slippery oil slid along his sensitive skin, leaving glistening trails from the boy's navel to his thighs.

Xander groaned happily as Spike began stretching him. Taking control of the vampire had been fun; wielding a bit of power was a nice little ego boost. However, nothing quite compared to this less scintillating but far more erotic coupling. Their minds and bodies worked far too well in concert to need such elaborate charades.

"Yeah, evil," Spike whispered, trailing his lips over Xander's face. "Did you like it, taking control?"

Xander nodded, sure that if he tried to speak now, only gibberish would pour forth. Spike laughed softly, strangely unused breath streaming across Xander's cheek.

Spike abruptly shifted his hands up, taking a firm grip on Xander's hips. He slid into the human with one sure stroke. Xander choked as he gasped, head flung back in a wordless exclamation. Once the boy stilled, Spike leaned forward again, voice stroking Xander's mind in concert with their coupling.

"This is better, though," Spike hissed, slim hips rolling sinuously against Xander's. "The give and take." Xander swallowed hard as one of Spike's hands closed around his cock, stroking him with erratic caresses. "Playing's all well and good," The vampire added, "But this is what we're really about, isn't it?"

Xander could only clutch at Spike's arms, helpless to do anything but ride the storm that rose between them. When Spike's lips met his, Xander fell into the kiss, letting desire take over. The utter simplicity of this mating was a power in and of itself. Two equals, nothing less.

Spike could feel Xander's body tightening around him, easily pushed to the brink of completion by the boy's earlier abstention. The vampire showed no mercy, driving Xander headlong into ecstasy. Liquid, pleading brown eyes gazed sightlessly at him, blunt fingernails begging Spike to join in the pleasure. Who was he to argue with such an elegant command? Xander held fast to the blonde as erratic tremors shook them both, wringing them dry.

"Eighty-two," Xander mumbled, not bothering to open his eyes as Spike turned them onto their sides and pulled the covers up around them.