Spike lowered his head and licked a trail up and then slowly down Xander’s spine. The boy shuddered as Spike parted the cheeks of his ass.

"S-spike?" Xander sounded a little scared and Spike noticed the change in the air, smelling the fear on the human. When the smell of fear overrode the arousal, he tried to calm the boy.

"I’m just going to make you feel good, luv, no need to be scared. I promised I wouldn’t hurt you and I meant it...just going to make you feel so...good." Spike soothed, brushing his thumbs lightly against Xander’s virgin hole. He heard the soft groan and lowered his head again. As he dropped his head down, he heard Xander’s heart rate increase. Spike’s cool tongue touched Xander’s tender hole and the boy moaned loudly.

"Spike!" Hearing his name said in Xander’s husky voice like that, Spike groaned and began to taste the boy. Xander moaned and writhed, his hips jerking with each flick of Spike’s incredible tongue. Xander was sure that he was going to cum right then and there. His cock throbbed and his balls had a very pleasant, but very demanding ache. "Ohhh God...Spike...ohhh fuck...Jesus Christ...ohhhh..." Xander panted, feeling all the blood rushing from one head to the other. Spike seemed to realize what was happening because he wrapped one hand around the base of Xander’s cock, preventing him from exploding into orgasm. Xander whimpered in protest, rolling his hips, trying to break free.

"None of that now, pet." Spike made a tsk-tsk sound with his tongue before picking up where he left off. "You sound so hot when you do that." Spike purred, as Xander gave a soft cry and unknowingly spread his knees farther apart, giving Spike more access. "Yeah...just like that, baby..." The vampire praised him. "Are you ready for me, luv?"

Xander’s throaty moan was his only answer, but it didn’t sound like no to Spike. He went up on his knees and positioned himself behind the boy. Letting the tip of his cock brush Xander’s entrance, Spike let go of Xander’s cock, smiling as the boy climaxed with a muffled scream.

"OH GOD! FUCK! OHHHH! OH MY GOD! SPIKE!"

Spike thrust forward just as Xander’s climax reached its height and he moaned as he was enveloped in the boy’s heat. Xander echoed the moan as he realized what Spike had done. He ground his ass back against the blond, making Spike groan. Spike began to move, slowly at first and gradually harder and faster.

"Bloody hell! Xander! You’re so tight...so hot...you’ve got the sweetest ass..." Spike panted. He nearly had a death grip on Xander’s hips as he pounded into the boy.

"Ohhhh God! Spike...please...don’t stop...oh God...don’t stop!" Xander cried out, "Yeah...that’s it...fuck me....fuck me hard...ohhhh, Spike!" Xander’s words were driving Spike wild and he morphed into gameface, growling and snarling as he thoroughly fucked the boy. The sounds of flesh striking flesh were unspeakably erotic and Spike’s growls only aroused Xander further. Spike changed the angle of his thrusts and Xander cried out as his prostate was bumped again and again. Spike felt the boy shaking and knew that Xander was about to cum.

"That’s it, luv...let it happen...cum for me, Xander." Spike’s lips brushed Xander’s ear, his voice low and smoky. Xander stiffened and gave a keening cry as he came.

"SPIKE! OH FUCK! OHHH GOD! SPIKE! SPIKE!" Xander’s arms shook as he fought to hold himself up as the orgasm ripped through him.

"XANDER! OH JESUS! XANDER! FUCK! BLOODY HELL!" Spike was shocked at how easily he came. Usually he lasted much longer than that and it royally pissed him off that he had lost control while fucking the Slayer’s donut boy. He pulled roughly out of Xander’s body and slid off the bed. He didn’t say a word to the boy, just stiffly walked over to where his pants were and pulled them on, same with his shirt. Each item of clothing was jerked on with rigid movements. He shoved his feet into his boots with enough force to make him wince. Finally he looked at the mortal...glared at him. Xander was just looking at him in complete bewilderment. He moved closer to the bed, looking ready to start a fight. "What? You want to cuddle? Look, pet, you’re a decent shag, but nothing to write home about." He lied. He'd never had anyone respond to him the way Xander had. The thought of losing himself in the man terrified him, shook him to the core. Better to make the boy hate him now than to be love’s bitch again. After all, he still had his pride. He saw the hurt on Xander’s face. "Oh, come on. It’s called a one-night fuck, boy, surely even you have had those." Spike’s lips twisted in a mocking sneer as he emphasized the word you. The hurt on Xander’s face melted into a slow, simmering fury. "You never had it so good as me, though. I popped your cherry good, I did." Spike gave the dark-haired boy an insolent smirk. "Always knew you could take it like a pro, Harris. Bet you suck dick like one, too. Such a pretty little mouth you have." He reached out, intending to trace Xander’s lower lip, mockingly. Xander flinched away.

"FUCK YOU! Get the FUCK out of my apartment, you conceited asshole!" Xander snarled, hating the hurt that was tying his stomach in knots. "You are nothing but a sick, twisted, manipulative piece of shit! GET OUT!" The boy grabbed the nearest thing, a hardback book, and hurled it at the vampire. Spike dodged it and gave Xander an incredulous look. Xander grabbed the bedside lamp, ripped the cord out of the wall, and lobbed that at Spike, hitting the blond in the chest. Spike yelped as the ceramic lamp exploded against his breastbone. The vampire stared down at the remains of the lamp and then back up at Xander.

"BLOODY HELL! What are you, a girl? Girls throw things! Get up and fight me like a man!" He challenged, his shock melting away. Chip or no chip, he'd love to see Xander lose all control and let loose all that fire within. Boy would make one hell of a vampire...such passion.

"A MAN? YOU are NOT a man! I could kick your chipped ass from here to China! You’re not even a vampire anymore! You are an impotent, fangless freak! Now GET OUT!" He curled his hands into fists and stood up. "Get out of here! Get the hell out of my house!"

"Well, well, that's quite a temper you have there, luv. The gods themselves do tremble." He mocked the mortal, watching in amusement and delight as Xander's dark eyes blazed. Such a beautiful boy. Shame that he had to hurt the boy’s feelings to protect himself. "Night night, donut boy. You have sweet dreams now, precious." Spike blew a kiss to the boy and walked out, slamming the door as he left.

Feeling like a complete whore, Xander sank back down onto the mattress and as soon as he heard the door slam shut, he burst into tears. It had been one hell of a shitty week and Spike had just made it about a billion times worse.

TBC...