Xander rolled to the side, pulling Spike with him, so that now the vampire was comfortably sprawled across Xander’s chest. He knew Spike didn’t have to breathe, but didn’t want to smush him into the mattress either. Spike curled sensuously around his boy, still purring, rubbing his cheek against Xander’s chest. They closed their eyes and Spike purred them to sleep.

At exactly 8 a.m., the phone rang and both men shot up in surprise. Xander yelped as Spike’s head caught him on the chin, making him bite his lip. Spike winced in sympathy. Xander slid out of bed and hurried to answer the phone.

"Sorry, luv." He whispered as Xander nodded, grabbing the phone receiver out of the cradle. He licked his lip before saying anything and tasted blood.

"Hello?" This better be good, damn it! Ow, fuck, my lip hurts.

"Xander, it’s Anya. I’ve decided to leave Sunnydale for good and I thought you should know. I hope you have fun with Spike and your newfound gayness. Willow explained everything and I just wish you could have trusted me enough to tell me, but I guess you did what humans do. So, goodbye, Xander and don’t get killed." The dial tone buzzed in his ear and he pulled the receiver away, staring at it.

"Okay." He muttered, shaking his head, as he dropped the receiver back in the cradle and turned slowly to look at Spike. "Anya is leaving Sunnydale...for good. She hopes I have fun with my newfound gayness and she said not to get killed." Spike nodded absently, he had heard every word clearly.

"Is that a good thing or a bad thing, pet? I mean, should we keep a close eye on our knackers or something? Is she going to unleash unspeakable vengeance on us for what happened? I mean, I know I would wish for something horrible if I were her...though she did stop me from doing so last night..."

"She did what? You were going to wish something on me?"

"Yeah, was going to wish that you got what you had coming to you, but when I started to wish, she stopped me." Spike admitted, looking sheepish.

"What is it that you think I have coming to me?" Xander asked, his voice had dropped into a seductive purr and he crawled across the bed towards Spike with a predatory gleam in his eyes. Spike grinned, playing along.

"Ohhhh...youve been a naughty little boy, Xander. You should be punished. Come here and assume the position." Spike’s eyes darkened a shade as the boy obeyed, stopping in front of him on his hands and knees, head bent submissively. "You’re so bloody gorgeous like this, baby." Spike groaned, he ran a hand down Xander’s back to the round, firm, little ass that he’d staked a claim on. He heard Xander gasp as he brought his hand down hard, the sound of flesh striking flesh was erotic and addictive as well. Spike did it again and saw Xander bite his lip to keep from crying out. "Don’t...don’t do that...I want to hear you..." He smacked Xander hard and then soothed the red cheeks by rubbing them gently.

"Ohhhh God! I’ve been a bad boy...spank me harder! Ohhh yeah! Again!" Xander moaned, delighting Spike as the vamp discovered a hidden fetish. Spike alternated sound spankings with soothing caresses, driving Xander crazy with lust. "Spike, please!"

"Tell Spike what you want, baby. Come on, luv, tell me all about it." Spike crooned, loving the soft cries and loud moans that Xander was giving with each hard spank.

"Punish me! I need to be disciplined! Harder, Spike! Give it to me! Ohhh God! Yeah, just like that! Ohhh, Spike...I’m gonna cum...OH! OH GOD! SPIKE! SPIKE! OHHHH!" Xander shuddered as he came all over his sheets. He raised shocked eyes to Spike, who leaned in and kissed him.

"Found something out about yourself, did you, pet?" Spike asked, softly, stroking Xanders hair. "You are so hot, luv...such a treat, you are."

"I’ve never...I didn’t...didn’t know..." Xander muttered, burying his face in Spike’s shoulder. He blushed as he thought about the things he had said to Spike. "Oh God." He groaned, as Spike laughed softly, but not cruelly.

"Don’t be embarrassed, Xander...it’s just me. No worries with me, luv. Feel what watching you and hearing you like that did to me..." Spike’s voice lowered an octave as he drew one of Xanders hands to his crotch and rubbed shamelessly against it, giving Xander proof of his arousal. Xander groaned, kissing Spike hard in response, still stroking his lover’s hard-on. Spike made happy, rumbly sounds in his throat and chest. Without warning, Xander brought his hand up and slapped Spike’s ass, making the pale skin turn red. Spike grabbed his wrists, made a tsking sound and pinned Xander effortlessly to the mattress. "Spanking is your fetish, luv, mine is a bit messier." Spike rubbed himself against Xander as he nuzzled the human’s claim marks. Xander let his head fall to the side, giving Spike better access. Spike purred, lapping at the healing wounds, and with a possessive growl, he sank his teeth into Xanders flesh again...in the same exact spot he had when he had claimed the boy. He drank deeply and then pulled back, licking the wounds to close them. Xander cried out, arching beneath Spike and instinctively did the same thing to his mate. Spike roared as he came violently, pleasure exploding throughout his entire body. "XANDER! OH FUCK! XANDER!"

"SPIKE! Spike...ohhh God..." Xander sighed, as they both collapsed, exhausted to the mattress.

"Sleep, pet." Spike murmured, snuggling close to his lover. Xander stroked Spike’s hip and nodded. Spike’s purrs once again lulled them both to sleep.

Four and a half hours later, Xander’s alarm clock went off and Spike fell out of bed. Xander didn’t dare laugh as he caught sight of the pouting blond vampire sprawled on his floor. Aw, poor baby. Xander found Spike’s pout irresistible, it was so cute, and it belonged on a four year old child, not a Master vampire.

"Stupid soddin’ alarm clock. Was having a good dream too." Spike muttered, darkly. He cast a longing look at the bed. Xander reached out a hand and helped pull the blond back into the bed.

"We have a few minutes to cuddle before I have to go before the firing squad." He softened the lame joke with a sweet smile.

"Don’t say that, pet. They’ll love you anyway, but I’m going to be the Big Bad Pervert who seduced Poor, Vulnerable, Little Xander. Buffy’s probably turned them all against me. Well, Buffy or Anya. Rupert’s going to have a coronary when he finds out I’ve claimed you...you know that, don’t you? When he gets that phone call in London from either Nibblet or Red...going to bloody break his glasses polishing them so hard...if the news doesn’t kill him first!" Spike was working himself into a tizzy as the reality finally began to hit him.

"Screw them if they don’t understand." Xander’s harsh statement shocked Spike as the vampire realized that donut boy had grown some balls somewhere between walking out on Anya and getting claimed. "You and I are mated and there’s no changing that, right? So, if they can’t deal with it, screw them. I love you and as much as I love them, they’ll just have to get over it. You are mine."

TBC...