Oz glanced slowly around the graveyard. It seemed deserted but his advanced werewolf senses knew better. He could smell the vampires. They had an unmistakable stench. A little like rot and blood.
He had been back in Sunnydale for a few weeks now. There had been a family thing and he'd had to come but now he found he couldn't leave. He hadn't told any of his old friend she was back yet, he didn't want to see Willow's girlfriend. But in a strange way he did. He wanted to be part of the gang again.
He'd been pretty lonely since he'd left Sunnydale. He'd always preferred his own company but this was different. It wasn't that he wanted to be alone. Now he had to be alone. He'd drifted around the USA. He'd had many lovers and 'friends' but never gotten attached. Why should he? He didn't need them.
But he did need them. He needed people.
The vampires were closer now. He could smell them. About 5 from the sounds of their footfalls. THey probably thought they were being stealthy. Sneaking up on a guy stupid enough to be out in a graveyard at night. If only they knew...
He took the first one out easily. It was still sneaking through the bushes when he caught it. THe second one was harder. It charged him and managed to land several punches before Oz managed to throw it to the floor and drive the stake through it's chest. Now there were only three but these decided to set on his at the same time. He sent the first one flying with a kick but the second one grabbed one of his arms and the third one grabbed his other arm. He managed to throw then of but the first one jumped on his back. He howled the threw the vampire away but they kept coming. He finally managed to drive a stake through one of them but the other two kept coming and he realised to his horror he was out of stakes.
He tried to make a run for it but they were faster. He didn't even reach the entrance to the graveyard before they were on him. One of them grabbed him round the neck and moved to bite.
Oz knew he was about to die. HE just knew it. He closed his eyes against the pain.
A second later he lay on his ass. His eyes flew open to see a figure in a leather coat stake the remaining vampire.
"SPIKE!" he exclaimed.
"Dogboy," Spike acknowledge calmly. The looked at each other for a second then the vampire offered his hand and pulled Oz to his feet. Oz brushed himself of. He suddenly felt very self couscous. Spike was staring at him and he didn't like it.
"Thank man," he said, trying to move away. Spike followed him.
"Didn't know you were back in town," Spike commented, fishing some cigarettes out of his pocket. He lit up and Oz still didn't say anything. "Thought the witch would have mentioned it."
"Haven't told them."
"Why?"
Oz sighed. It was complicated. And he didn't want to talk about it. In fact his mind had only been able to focus on the thing since he'd seen Spike, sex. Spike was sexy! Oz had admitted a long time ago that he was bi. Willow knew. He'd told her as soon as he found out for sure. But now wasn't the timet o be thinking of naked guys.
Spike stayed silent as that made their way through town. It unnerved Oz more then the questions.
"What do you want?" he finally asked. Spike glared at him.
"Can't a mate just hang around with you?" It was Oz's turn to glare. Spike looked sheepishly at the floor. "I need a shower."
"What?" Oz couldn't believe it. Spike wanted to shower? In his flat? He didn't think he could handle the thought of naked sexy Spike in his flat. Why did these things always happen to him?
"Don't have a shower in my crypt," Spike explained. "And the sodding watcher wont let me use his. Don't know why. So, whadda you say? Call it a thanks for saving your life back there."
Oz nodded. Spike grinned in triumph. He was sick of smelling of demon. He'd helped Buffy fight this big demon a week ago that oozed slime and he'd been covered. The watcher had said he didn't want his shower running so Spike was doomed to smell of demon slime. Now things were on the up. Especially if he was reading the way dogboy was looking at him right. It seemed Oz didn't mind a bit of the good old rough and tumble. It had been a while since Spike had bedded a bloke but it had also been a while since he'd bedded anything so he was pretty desperate.
Oz was trying to block thoughts very similar to Spike's. He didn't want to have a one night stand with an evil un-dead guy. That was what he kept telling himself anyway.
THey drew up outside his block of flats and Oz stepped in. Spike followed him through the communal part of the building but stopped when Oz entered his private flat.
"Gotta invite me in pet," the vampire said. Oz shivered slightly at the use of the pet name. No-one had ever used terms of endearment to him before.
"Come in Spike," Oz said. This was crazy. He'd just invited the scourge of Europe in to have a shower. He was making such smart choices these days.
"You got a change of clothes?" he asked, pointing to the bathroom door. Spike glared at him and Oz shrugged. "I'll wash your clothes for you. I must have something somewhere you can wear until they're dry. Come on." Oz gestured to his room and waited until Spike caught up with him.
"Thanks pet," Spike whispered in Oz's ear as he passed. He noticed how the boy shivered again. Must have a thing for pet names.
Oz quickly went to his wardrobe and grabbed a large pair of jeans and a Red hot chilli peppers t-shirt. Spike grabbed them of him and made his way to the bathroom. Once the vampire had left the room Oz collapsed bonelessly on the bed. Just his luck. Just his fucking luck.
Now he had two choices. He could lay here and fantasise about Spike in the shower, then have to sit next to the guy for forever while the vampire's clothing dried. Or he could go and get Spike's clothes now, risk actually seeing the naked vampire, but get him out the door quicker. Sighing, Oz stood up. He knew what he had to do.
He made his way over to the bathroom and knocked on the door. "I need your clothes."
"They're on the floor, just come in."
Easier said then done. Oz paused a moment then opened the door. He stepped inside and gathered up Spike's things, trying his best not to focus on the vampire in the shower. He didn't even glance that way.
He grabbed the last of Spike's clothing and stood up. Then a cold, hard, damp body pressed up against his. He gasped as Spike's hands reached round and slipped under his shirt.
"What are you doing?" Oz asked shakily, leaning back ever so slightly.
"I was planning on doin' you. Is that a problem?"
"No, just making sure we were on the same ground."
Oz quickly spun around and placed a kiss on Spike's lips. The vampire groaned and then pressed for entrance into Oz's mouth which was gladly given. It was a shock to find Spike's cold tongue inside him mouth but Oz quickly adapted, pulling the vampire closer.
Spike broke the kiss long enough to pull of Oz's t-shirt then kissed him again. Oz moved his arms from around the back of the vampire and reached down to unfasten his pants. He slipped then down to his shoes then had to stop.
He broke the kiss for a second to reach down and remove his shoes. Once he was naked he kissed Spike again. They stumbled backwards under the spray of water from the shower, never breaking the kiss.
Oz had one hand on Spike's ass and the other in Spike's hair. Spike is being a bit naughtier and had on hand on Oz's shoulder but the other was on Oz's stomach and moving down. Spike's hand finally reached Oz and the blond vampire took his lover in his hand. Oz groaned into Spike mouth at the contact and Spike felt him thrust into his hand.
Spike broke the kiss and squeezed Oz gently. Oz groaned and leant back. Spike pushed him back against the shower wall and grabbed the lube from the shelf. He skirted a little on his hand then turned Oz around and roughly sho=ved a finger up his ass. Oz gasped loudly and reached out behind him for Spike's hand. Spike grinned maliciously and began twisting the finger, making Oz moan. Slowly he drew the finger out and Oz groaned in disappointment but a second later it was back and it brought a friend.
Once Spike had two fingers in his lovers ass he began to twist them, loosening the other boy up. Oz reached back and grabbed his hand.
"Hurry up," the werewolf hissed. Spike laughed then withdrew his fingers. A second later they were replaced by his penis. Spike pushed, slowly at first past the outer ring of muscles, then deeper. Once he was inside he could move in the tight hot passage and began with small thrusts. Even though Oz was no stranger to gay sex it had been a while and he was nice and tight.
"More," Oz growled, thrusting his hips back against Spike. Spike growled himself, thrusting up to meet Oz. Oz was so hot and tight Spike could barely think. All he could comprehend was Oz. Oz smell, of feel. Wet, slippery Oz in the shower. He reached round and grasped Oz's cock, beginning to pump until he drove the boy over the edge, following soon after.
They collapsed bonelessly to the floor. THe world seemed to spin but Oz resolutely ignored it. It could spin all it wanted. He didn't want to think about the world or anything outside the bathroom because thinking about it meant getting out and joining it and he really didn't want to do that.
But Spike was already moving, stirring under Oz. The werewolf pulled his strength together and managed to stand slowly. Spike just lay there. He didn't say anything. Oz knew that this had just been quick sex, it hadn't meant anything. It still hurt that Spike didn't say anything though. He gathered up Spike's stuff and left.
He tried not to think about Spike as he dressed. He tried not to think about Spike as he went down to the laundry room. He tried not to think about Spike as he loaded to the machine and set it going. He tried not to think about Spike as he went back to his apartment. He tried not to think about Spike when he opened the door and found the vampire sat on his couch in only his RHCP shirt.
He failed.
"Where did you go?" the vampire asked.
"Laundry room," Oz explained. Spike nodded. They continue to stare at each other. Oz was the first to look away.
"You going to stand there all night or are you coming over here?" Spike asked, growing agitated. Oz sighed then moved over. As soon as he was in range Spike reached out and pulled him over the back of the sofa then kissed him hard on the lips.
Maybe it wasn't exactly what Oz wanted but he might as well enjoy the sex while he could.
~*~*~*~
By the time Oz woke up it was evening again. He realised that he must have missed a day at work but he didn't care. If he got fired he could always find another job. It wasn't like there were a shortage of them in Sunnydale. With the high mortality rate not only was it not a place you moved to but if you were stupid enough to move here you either moved on or got eaten pretty soon, leaving your job empty. Either got eaten by the vamps or fucked by them, whichever.
Oz had been painfully aware of the fact that he was being held in strong cold arms since the moment he had woken up. He wanted to stay here, to fall asleep again. But he wanted to at least exchange pleasantries with Spike before the vampire left and he got the feeling if he pretended to be asleep the vampire might just creep out.
It wasn't long before Spike began to stir. Oz tried to roll away but the vampire held him firmly in place. Spike stretched out then pulled Oz closer.
"What time is it?"
"About 9:30," Oz replied. He relaxed against the vampire. If the Spike wanted to hold Oz against his well muscled chest with his strong arms then who was Oz to complain?
"What you up to tonight then?" Spike asked. It obviously hadn't occurred to him that Oz might prefer the day but the werewolf didn't correct him.
"Don't know. You?"
"Not a bloody thing," Spike replied, raking his hand through his hair. "I'd kill for a decent spot of violence about now. No such luck though. Buffy's got it out for me so I daren't go out in case she finds me. I think it's about time I left town."
"I was thinking of leaving soon to. We could go together."
"Sounds like a plan pet," Spike replied, grinning and kissing Oz on the top of his head.
It may not be exactly what Oz wanted, but it was a damn lot more then he'd hoped for and, if all went well, it could be everything he wanted and more.
THE END
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