Punitive Damages

by
Christina_O

Part Five

"Bloody buggering hell. I’m dreaming. I fell asleep and when I wake up, I’m going to stake myself." Spike muttered, ranting to himself as he paced around his crypt. "I’ve lost it...gone off the soddin’ deep end, I have! Pinch me. Bloody pinch me! OW!" He yelped, rubbing his arm, as Xander happily obliged him. "You have an evil streak in you, Harris. I didn’t literally mean for you to...you really love me?" The vampire looked uncertain. "Nobody’s really ever been in love with me...not Dru or Angelus or Buffy. Look at me, Xander. Are you sure this is what you want? I’m dead, luv. And I’m a vampire. And you have me rambling on like some poufy, repressed...Giles! I bloody well sound like the Watcher!"

"Forget I said anything! We’ll chalk that up to insanity, too. It’s been a long day...night...and I’m really tired all of a sudden. It’s been...interesting. Good night and I’ll see you around." Xander snatched up the rest of his clothes, blinked back stinging tears of humiliation, and moved quickly toward the door. Spike grabbed his arm and spun him around.

"I don’t want to forget it! Don’t you dare take it back! Everyone else in my life has taken it back! Dru left me for a bloody Chaos demon! Angelus got a soul and ran away. Buffy...just used me. You...don’t get to take it back. I won’t be cast off again. We’re the same...don’t you see? I cover my pain with sarcasm and so do you. We’ve both been hurt by love more than once and yet we still manage to keep falling for the people we shouldn’t. We fight like a soddin’ married couple...both Red and the Watcher have said so...hell, pet, even Buffy agrees!"

"Are you in love with me?" Xander asked, his voice shaking.

"You have to bloody ask?" At Xander’s pointed look, he sighed. "Yeah, years of insecurities and people treating you like you’re nothing. I was just like you when I was alive. I told you before and I’ll say it until you hear me. You’re special, Xander. You fail over and over again..."

"Gee, thanks. " Xander interrupted, sarcastically, his defenses up.

"Oi! Let me finish. If you get knocked down, you get right back up. You are one of the bravest people I’ve ever met...impulsive, maybe, but I’ve seen you jump headfirst into a fray to save your mates. You don’t hold back. You have passion, luv. So, in answer to your question, yes. I’ve been in love with you since you tied me to that chair in your parents’ basement. You knew I couldn’t hurt you...I was already chipped. You made me feel like I was still the Big Bad, that you were scared of me enough to tie me up."

"Giles had you chained in his bathtub...that didn’t make you feel Big and Bad?" Xander asked, his voice soft, thready, showing his need for reassurance.

"The Watcher did that because he thinks of me as a neutered dog and anyway, Giles isn’t my type, luv. I like ‘em dark-haired with sad, chocolatey eyes." Spike ran the back of his hand down Xander’s cheek. He saw the boy’s eyes close slowly and felt a rush of pleasure to his groin as Xander rubbed his cheek against Spike’s hand like a cat being petted. "Such a beautiful boy..." Spike caressed Xander’s lower lip with his thumb.

"Spike..." Xander whispered, opening his eyes. Spike found himself getting lost in the dark, smoky orbs...Xander had the most gorgeous eyes. Blinking, Spike mentally shook himself out of a daze. Xander licked his lips and Spike found himself enticed by the boy’s sweet pink tongue. Xander moaned as Spike’s mouth ravished his. He found himself pinned between Spike’s body and the crypt wall, his shoes and socks in a heap by their feet. Spike cupped Xander’s head, deepening the kiss and was pleased to hear Xander moan again. Their tongues danced, teasing and tasting and pleasuring. Xander panted as they broke apart, whimpering as Spike’s cool lips moved down his throat, nibbling the sensitive skin with blunt teeth. He let his head fall back against the wall, giving Spike better access.

"Taste so good...my own little Scooby snack..." Spike teased Xander, soothing a bite with his tongue. Xander shuddered, a hand coming up to stroke the soft hair at the nape of Spike’s neck. The vampire made a purring sound, still nuzzling the surprisingly soft skin on Xander’s throat. Xander gasped as Spike found another erogenous zone. He heard himself moan softly and an appreciative sound from Spike. The vamp licked the area.

"Do it." Xander heard himself say. "Claim me, Spike." He felt Spike freeze and then heard the blond groan.

"You know I can’t, baby. Neutered, remember? Those bloody soldier pricks!" Spike pulled away briefly and raked a hand through his bleached hair.

"Your chip didn’t go off when I sliced my finger...what was it you said, no harmful intent? I want you to bite me, so that’s not harmful right? Bite me, Spike...claim me...make me yours." Xander pleaded, his voice thick with lust.

"You don’t know what you’re asking, luv. Claiming is like mating...can’t undo it if it doesn’t work out...not like getting a divorce when a marriage hits the skids. Claiming is for eternity...means no one else can touch you...means I’d get crazy jealous even if Red gives you a hug. It means you drinking some of my blood." That last part got a reaction.

"No offense, but ewwww. Being human, I won’t get sick, will I? I mean, it’s not like I drink blood every day." Xander amended, desperately trying not to offend Spike. "Wait, you’re not just saying that so I’ll change my mind, are you?"

"Oi, whelp, I happen to be quite moist and delicious myself. And no, it’s all part of the bonding process. You won’t get sick but it has a tangy copper taste to it that you as a human might find slightly unpleasant. You ever get a split lip and touch your tongue to it to stop the bleeding?" At Xander’s nod, he continued, "Then you know that to humans blood is a little bitter, salty even. Think you can handle a teaspoonful of my blood?"

Part Six

"Is that all? Hell, yeah, if I can survive two run-ins with Angelus, the whole Master thing, a Praying Mantis Lady, an Incan Mummy, and a relationship with Cordelia, I can definitely handle one teaspoon of Spike blood."

"Praying Mantis Lady? Incan Mummy? You've been quite the busy little boy, haven't you, pet? Pretty stupid or careless of Angelus leaving you alive...then again, he always did like pretty little boys." Spikes voice dropped about an octave as he lazily traced Xander's collarbone with his index and middle fingers. His lover inhaled sharply at his touch and Spike slid his hand up the column of Xander's throat and into the boy's silky, sable hair, combing it sensually with his fingertips.

"He was after Willow the first time...that feels really good..." Xander arched into the caresses. "And Drusilla stopped him the second time...I would be dead, drained, if not for her. I guess I never really got the chance to thank her for that. He didn't think I was pretty, he thought I was dinner."

"Trust me, pet, Angelus is a lot of things, but he's not blind. When he offered you to me at the school, he wanted you...maybe more than he wanted Buffy and the soul made the guilt overwhelming so he treated you like...like he treated me. You know, condescending as hell, acts as if he has a stake the size of a California redwood up his ass? Imagine if he found us repulsive, luv?"

"I shudder to think." Xander shared a smirk with his lover. "Let's not talk about him anymore. Kind of kills the mood." He managed to spin Spike around and press him up against the wall, dipping his head to suck on the skin below Spike's ear. He heard Spike make a kind of strangled sound in his throat and then Xander heard a popping sound and felt cool air hit his bare chest. He looked down and realized that Spike had just yanked his button down shirt open, popping the buttons off all the way down. "I didn't need that shirt, either." He quickly dismissed the clothing, letting the garment fall off his shoulders. Xander resumed sucking on Spike's neck, knowing that would drive the vamp crazy. Spike growled in pleasure, rubbing his hands all over Xander's muscular chest and shoulders. Xander began to make his way down Spike's sculpted body, licking and sucking the pale skin. Spike gasped as Xander's warm tongue lapped at his erect nipples. His entire body jerked in reaction as the boy bit at the tiny peaks, bathing them with soothing strokes afterwards.

"Yeah...ohhhh yeah...bite em...hurt me...come on, baby...harder...just like that...Xander...yeah, twist em...so bloody hot, pet..." Spike moaned, praising his lover as Xander became more passionate in pleasuring him.

Xander looked up at his vampire through his lashes and slowly moved down Spike's body, sucking at the pale skin. Spike groaned, letting his head fall back as Xander teased his bellybutton. Raising his sleepy-looking eyes to look at Spike once again, Xander unsnapped the vamp's black jeans. Waiting until he had Spike's undivided attention, the boy eased the zipper down. Xander hooked his thumbs in the belt loops at Spike's waist and peeled the jeans down Spike's legs, licking his lips at the sight of the blond's erection. More than eager to help out, Spike kicked his jeans off, tossing them aside.

"Let's get more comfortable." Spike suggested, helping Xander to his feet. He moved quickly, sitting down in his black leather recliner. "Ever experienced the 69 position?" At Xander's flustered blush, he gave the boy a reassuring smile. "Welcome to Spike Sex 101." Xander swallowed, watching as Spike popped the lever, propping his legs and feet up. He swallowed again as Spike gave him a sultry smirk, crooking his finger in a come-hither kind of way. He managed to unstick his feet from the floor and move slowly toward the blond. "I'm not going to hurt you, pet. I promise. Okay...uh...let me do something..." Spike did something to the chair and managed to get himself nearly horizontal. He looked up again and saw the mortal biting his lip, a touch of fear on his face. "Do you trust me?"

"Uh..." Xander laughed nervously. He took a deep breath and nodded.

"Come around the chair and straddle my head...don't be embarrassed, no one here but us, luv and I'm not laughing." He saw Xander dart a nervous glance at the door. "I'll smell, hear, and sense anyone before they get within one hundred feet of us." Though his face was red, Xander managed a smile and with Spike's help, also managed to straddle him. "Go ahead...take me in your hand...yeah...okay, now just do whatever you like having done to you. Lick it, stroke it...it all feels good." He gently pushed Xander's thighs apart, licking the tender area between Xander's cock and his ball sac. He felt a soft, warm rush of air across the head of his cock as Xander moaned. He swore at the first feel of Xander's tongue on him. Soon the only sounds in the crypt were moans, groans, soft sucking sounds, and Xander panting for air.

Xander decided that this was absolutely his most favorite position as he felt Spike's cool tongue dip in and out of his ass. He reciprocated by taking Spike's impressive length into his throat all the way to the hilt. They drove each crazy for a good ten minutes until Spike suddenly vamped out and shot his cum down Xander's throat.

"BLOODY HELL! AHHH! XANDER!"

"Oh God, Spike...fuck...SHIT! SPIKE! OH FUCK!" Xander came seconds later, the sound of his name on Spike's lips was too much.

"Oh, we will, baby, we will." Spike promised.

Part Seven

Xander climbed off the chair, licking his lips. Spike put the chair in the upright position, his eyes fixed on Xander. Xander yelped as Spike grabbed him around the waist, pulling him back down onto the chair, so that he was now straddling the vamp. He opened his mouth to say something witty and moaned as Spike captured it in a teasing, biting kiss. He gasped into Spike's mouth as the blond swatted him hard on the ass.

"Ow! No fair, I didn't get the S & M memo." He heard Spike laugh and gave the vampire a slow, flirtatious smile. He leaned forward and kissed Spike gently.

"I love you, Xan." Spike said softly, looking shy. Xander was stunned, both by the words and the look on Spike's handsome face.

"I love you, too," he whispered, pulling the blond to him. Spike was surprised at how easy it was to melt into Xander's gentle hug. He hadn't been hugged a lot in his time and it felt amazingly good. He breathed the boy's scent in greedily, savoring the soft thud of Xander's heart against his still chest. Xander shifted his weight to get more comfortable and inadvertently positioned his ass directly above Spike's throbbing erection. Wide dark eyes met lustful blue. Xander jumped as he felt one of Spike's fingers tease his puckered opening. "Spike...I..." He began, his voice shaking.

"Shhhh...easy now, luv." Spike scooped a small puddle of leftover cum off his thigh and used it to lubricate Xander's opening. Xander made a choked sound deep in his throat as Spike became bolder with his ministrations. The boy bit his lip, throwing his head back, as Spike's finger slid in to the second knuckle. Xander whimpered, rolling his hips. Spike bent his head and took one of Xander's nipples into his mouth lightly biting and sucking on the tight peak. Xander whimpered again, arching his back, his hands clutching Spike's forearms. Xander panted, his hips rolling, driving Spike's finger deeper. Spike teased Xander's nipple with the tip of his tongue, flicking the bead back and forth. He crooked his finger, stroking Xander's prostate, causing the boy to cry out with pleasure.

"Spike! Oh God! Ohhhh!" Xander moaned as he felt his muscles tighten. "I'm...I'm gonna cum! SPIKE! OH JESUS! AHHH! SPIKE!" His lover gave a satisfied growl as Xander's cum sprayed his chest. Spike lifted a hand and scraped a handful of cum off his chest, bringing it to his lips. Xander shuddered, a ragged moan escaping as he watched Spike lick his hand clean. Spike leaned forward and licked at Xander's upper lip, teasing the boy into opening his mouth, and then the blond moaned as he took complete possession of the human's mouth. Distracting the dark-haired man, Spike maneuvered the boy back over his still erect cock, deepening the kiss as he positioned Xander's body just right and pushed the boy's hips down just as he thrust up. Ripping his mouth from Spike's, Xander gave a choked cry as he felt a burning, stretching sensation and then a pulsing fullness and then all he felt was an amazing throb of pleasure that made its way down his spine. "Ohhh God...Ohhh Spike...please...fuck me...please...want it so bad...want you...you feel so good..." He knew he was babbling, but he'd never felt anything as good as Spike sliding deep into him.

"Say my name like that again, sweetheart...all hot and sexy...tell me again who it is that you want, Xander...tell me..." Spike demanded, thrusting his hips up.

"Spike...Spike..." Xander whimpered. He was rewarded with a quick, hungry kiss, one that nearly robbed him of breath.

"Yeah...God, you look delicious when I shag you...like a fallen angel..." Spike pinched a dusky nipple, watching as pleasure-pain crossed Xander's face. In the silence that followed, there were soft grunts, panting, and an occasional moan as the men pleasured each other with their bodies.

"Please...do it now...Spike..." Xander tilted his head, exposing his neck to the vamp. He heard, rather than saw, Spike morph from human to demon. He felt Spike lick his neck almost soothingly before the blond bit down. Xander cried out, shocked as he felt his orgasm rip through him. "SPIKE! SPIKE! OHHHH! OH GOD!" Knowing he had to do it sooner or later, Xander bit down as hard as he could on Spike's left shoulder, grimacing slightly as he tasted the coppery blood he had drawn. He heard the muffled cry Spike gave and felt the blond cum deep inside of him. Then he felt Spike lapping at the puncture marks on his throat and swallowed some more of the bitter fluid from Spike's shoulder before gently licking Spike clean as well. He heard a soft rumbling noise and as he collapsed against his lover, he realized that Spike was purring like a big overgrown cat. "Awww." He teased his lover. "I have my very own Spike kitty." The purr became a warning growl and Spike disentangled himself from the boy.

"I'm not a cat, Harris. I will not come running to the call of here, kitty, kitty and I am not hunting for any mice...Angelus is the rat-eater, not me."

"Can I just say, ewwww? Nice imagery."

"Rats are nasty little buggers...carry fleas and disease...anyway, was I too rough for your first time, luv?" Spike looked concerned. He stroked Xander's silky dark hair as he looked his lover over for bruises.

"No...it was perfect." Xander gave Spike a blissful smile. Spike returned the smile and leaned in, kissing Xander gently on the lips.

"That it was, sweetheart. Now we are almost officially bonded."

"Almost? I thought all we had to do was have sex and bite each other, drink a little blood, and..."

"And what? Ta-da, you and I are married? Afraid it's not quite that easy, pet. One last big thing I forgot to mention...you're not going to like this part..."

"Uh-oh, am I the wife?"

"A little bit worse than that. As my sire...well, grandsire...Angel...has to approve of my mate."

"Fantastic...our wedding song will be Dust In The Wind."

"That's my Xander, always looking on the bright side. If Buffy was going to dust me, she would have done it when she burst in on us or she would have let you do it outside the Magic Box. Angel won't dust me, I'm his Childe."

"Spike, he dusted Darla...his Sire." Xander reminded him.

"Good point."

"No...no points. There will be no points. I will sit down and convince Angel that this was a mutual thing and that you didn't hurt me in any way." Xander stated.

"Let's just hope that Angel will be in a listening mood."

Part Eight

"Riight, cause I’m just lucky that way." Xander sighed, "Want to walk me home? I don’t know about you but I need a shower."

"Well, there goes that theory." Spike snorted, sitting up. At Xander’s questioning look, he explained, "Kind of pegged you as the cuddling after sex type. Thought it was a Xander Harris rule or something. You’re an affectionate bloke, always hugging Red and Glinda, Nibblet, too. Hell, you and Rupert hug quite a lot as well. Seems I’m the only one you’re not cuddling with."

My God, Spike is pouting! "Don’t tell me that you’re jealous of Giles? He’s like my second dad, Spike. And you’d have laughed in my face if I tried to hug you where anyone else could have seen it. Don’t look at me like that, you know it’s true."

"Get your kit on. I’ll walk you home." Spike’s words were clipped. The vampire pushed past Xander, finding his clothes and jerkily pulling them on.

"Spike, come on, don’t be mad. Please? Look at me."

Spike raised wounded blue eyes to Xander. Xander felt his heart contract as he saw the hurt in those gorgeous eyes. He moved toward the blond as if Spike was an exotic creature that he was trying not to spook. Spike watched him over his shoulder warily, unsure just what Xander was up to now. He tried not to flinch as the dark-haired beauty came up behind him. Xander slid bronzed arms around Spike, pulling the vampire back against him, nuzzling the pale skin below Spike’s right ear. He heard the blond take a shaky, unneeded breath.

"I-I don’t..." Spike began, sighing as he realized he had no clue what to say. He shivered as he felt Xander’s lips brushed his skin.

"Shhhh...don’t worry about it. We can’t change the past. God knows, I would if I could...I have so many regrets, but loving you is not of one them." He added as Spike tensed. "You were right that neither of us has had a great track record with love, but I’m hoping to change that and I hope I’m not the only one." Spike relaxed with another sigh and Xander pressed a kiss to the pale skin. Spike turned in Xander’s arms and the mortal gave him a sweet kiss on the lips. Spike reached up, cupping Xander’s face, kissing him back.

"Get dressed, sweet boy. I’ll walk you home." Spike said, swatting Xander affectionately on his bare ass. He forced himself to ignore the flash of heat that he saw flare in Xander’s dark eyes as he grabbed his duster and slipped it on.

"Cocktease." Xander muttered, mock glaring at the blond. Spike gave him a sexy smirk and blew him a sultry kiss. Xander continued to mutter to himself about sexy blond vampires and heard Spike laugh softly. He loved hearing Spike laugh, it was a beautiful sound. He stuck his tongue out at the vamp and saw Spike waggle his eyebrows suggestively. "You are an evil, evil undead man. Come on, let’s go before I change my mind and ravish you." Spike laughed again, delighting Xander.

"Insatiable little bugger, aren’t you, baby?" Xander grinned at Spike and the vamp shook his head. "Kids," he teased as they walked out of the crypt. The night was warm with a slightly cool breeze and Xander cast a look up at the sky, it was full of stars. This night had started out horribly, but now it seemed almost too good to be true. And that alone scared Xander, whenever things looked great in his life, that was when they crashed and burned. "What’s on your mind, luv?" Spike looked concerned and Xander guessed that his face gave him away.

"I guess I’m not used to being content, seems every time I start to feel happy, something bad happens. I want a normal relationship for once, you know?"

"Yeah...wouldn’t that be nice? But don’t go borrowing trouble, pet, one worrywart in this odd couple is enough, yeah?" He slung an arm around Xander’s shoulders.

"Holy crap!" They whirled at the shocked feminine voice.

"D-Dawnie! Uh..."

"Um, bit late for you to be out, isn’t it, Nibblet?"

"You...you...Are you two crazy? Buffy’s gonna have the biggest, fattest cow over this! Xander, Anya’s way beyond pissed and...God, again, are you crazy?" Dawn very nearly shrieked at them. They looked at each other and back at her, mouths working with no sound. Xander felt like his mom and dad had just caught him having sex...in their bed.

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