"Show you what I know about you?" Incredulous.

"Yeah." a little breathless.

"Your deepest, darkest, basest desires?" Seductive.

"The things I don't talk about to my friends at parties, yes." Surer.

"Who you are, beneath this ordinary, do-gooder, white hat?" Testing the waters.

"Yes." Absolutely positive.

"Right, then." Determined.

Spike stepped up to the boy, personal space a non-issue. He leaned in, nuzzled Xander's neck, blunt teeth scraping along smooth jaw. Tongue tasting along the sweat dampened skin.

Xander stood stock still. Wondering why he'd never let another man do this before. Oh, because he isn't gay. Guys don't do it for him, but - he shivered when Spike's teeth did that thing to his jaw bone - apparently Spike does it for him.

Spike trailed his tongue back up Xander's jaw to his ear, nibbling softly on the lobe, "This is one of those things you like, isn't it, Xander." Not a question, so he didn't wait for Xander's nod.

"Yes."

Spike smiled. He stepped his body in closer, cradling his hips against Xander's, pressing the evidence of his desire against the boy's growing erection. Spike's hands reached around and grabbed Xander's ass, pulling the boy hard up against him, grinding hips to hips.

Xander almost sobbed with frustration. He couldn't get close enough. He grabbed Spike's hips and tried his damnedest to crawl inside the vampires skin. "Please, not enough, not enough, closer, need to be closer."

Spike pulled away, stripped out of his clothes and stood naked before the boy, giving one last chance for Xander to leave, to walk away, to never learn who and what he really was. Spike knew denial was a good place to be, and he wanted to be sure Xander knew he had been given the opportunity to stay there. "One last chance, pet. Stay and learn, or leave and deny. Up to you."

Xander tilted his head, and stared at Spike. //Oh jesus. Christ. By all that is holy and good in this world, that man - monster - vampire is beautiful! I want to know....everything.// Stripping out of his clothes with the speed only teenaged boys who are about to get laid know, Xander answered "I'm not going anywhere, anytime soon." He stepped up to Spike and for the first time, kissed another man. "I want to *know.*"

Spike growled. "Right." He attacked Xander's mouth with rapacious desire. Tongue delving into the hot recess, tasting chocolate and soda and the earthy richness that was just Xander. His hands trekked across the broad chest, flicking the dark brown nipples there into hardness, pinching them, swallowing the moans Xander made at the intensity of the contact.

Xander didn't know where to put his hands. They fluttered in the air for a second or two, before Spike snatched them and placed them on his hips. He pulled away from the kiss to tell Xander, "Touch me, pet. Anywhere you want, hard as you want, soft as you want. Just fuckin touch me."

Xander marveled at the desperation in Spike's voice. Absently, he wondered how long it had been since Spike had been touched in a way that wasn't violent. But being a good boy, he didn't need to be told twice. He reached around Spike, ghosting his fingers along the sensitive skin of Spike's spine. He flattened his hands against the shoulder blades, digging his nails in slightly and dragging them back down to the perfectly sculpted flesh that was Spike's ass.

Spike hissed and arched into the caress of nails down his back. "That's it, boy, you can't hurt me. Go for it."

"I'll try, just need you to be closer, dammit." Xander pulled roughly on the vampire, pressing his erection into the hollow of Spike's hip. He lowered his mouth to the cool ivory skin along Spike's shoulder, nipping along that tendon that leads to his neck. Giving in to an urge he never knew he had, Xander bit the vampire. Hard. Leaving indentations of his teeth in the deceptively delicate skin.

Spike howled, and ground his cock into Xander's hip. "Oh, luv, pet, damn but you're a quick study." He felt Xander's grin against his neck and laughed a little. "You ready for more, pet?"

Xander pulled back. "I came here ready for anything you had to show me, Spike. Don't disappoint."

Spike grinned, kissed him, and started a slow walk backwards toward the wall of the crypt. He only stopped when Xander's shoulders and back were pressed tight to the stone wall. "Turn around, pet." Xander frowned, but did as instructed.

Spike pressed his tongue to the back of Xander's neck, licking the sweat that seemed to pool there. "You taste exotic love, like chocolate and brandy and something rich and decadent." He bit him lightly, watching in fascination as shivers brought tiny bumps to Xander's skin. "So goddamn responsive too. Tell me again why you're alone?"

"Don't know, never been like this before."

"Ahh, too bad, pet. Birds don't know what they're missin."

Xander felt cool hands on his skin, fingers trailing lightly down his back, now and again flexing nails to scratch him slightly, exploring every inch of his back and ribs. Tickling just enough to tantalize, but not enough to torture. Heaven. That's what it felt like. He sighed into the stone before him.

When Spike trailed a finger down the cleft of his ass to probe at Xander's hole, Xander jerked forward. "What are you-?"

"Shhhh. You'll like this. I promise." The oh so wicked voice floated into his brain, melting resistance and Xander relaxed, actually stepped his feet apart to grant that probing finger better access. He felt the hand withdraw, heard a small sucking sound and felt its return. This time, however, the finger was cool and wet, sliding easily into the space it sought.

Xander almost howled, but oh god. So tense. "Relax, pet." He heard that whisper again, calming him, almost like a thrall, but not. So he did. The finger started to move, seeking he knew not what. But the rhythm was decadent. He wanted to touch, to feel that cool skin against him, but at the same time didn't want to loose the delicious sensation of what was happening behind him. He arched back, trying to get as close as possible. "Please..."

Spike withdrew his finger, smiling when Xander moaned at the loss. "Wait, pet." He wet a second finger, and set about his task again, grinning when Xander arched into the touch. "It gets better I promise." He scissored his fingers back and forth, seeking the spongy gland that would set Xander off. "Ahh, there it is." He scraped a nail against the gland, and laughed when Xander bucked against him.

"What the hell was that?"

"Prostate, pet." He flexed his finger against the gland again, enjoying the long drawn out "Ahhh, god, Spike!" noises Xander made.

Xander thought he'd died and gone to heaven, but then Spike inserted a third finger, and heaven held no candle to the space he was in. His thighs quivering, knees almost ready to buckle, he knew he couldn't last much longer. He bucked forward, pulling himself off of Spike's fingers and jerking around to face the astonished vampire.

Grabbing Spike by the hips, and lifting a leg around the vampire's waist, he said, "I need *you* in me now. Some how, some way, got no idea how this works, or why I do, but I need to feel you deep inside me. I *crave* it." He kissed Spike fully on the mouth, tugging his bottom lip and biting, drawing blood.

The scent of blood drove Spike beyond reason, and he pushed forward, almost slamming into Xander, grateful //oh so grateful// that his spit was enough lube for an almost easy passage. He heard Xander hiss in pleasurepain, and stilled.

"Don't stop. Ahh, god, don't stop now. You gotta move!" Xander rolled his head against the stone wall behind him, delirious with sensation. He wrapped his arms around Spike's neck, pulling him closer with the leg around his waist.

Spike needed no encouragement. He fucked Xander hard into the wall. Listening with demonic satisfaction to the slap of damp skin on damp skin. The musky scent of sex mixed with the coppery scent of blood that still oozed slightly from his bitten lip drove him into a frenzy. He reached one hand up behind Xander's head, and drew the boy down for a hard, teeth clattering kiss. He felt Xander's lip split and sucked on it, drawing the rich blood into his mouth.

Xander shuddered with the blood letting. //Never thought that would be erotic.// He sucked Spike's lip in return, drawing the coppery, salty fluid that was all Spike into his mouth.

Spike changed the angle of his thrusts, meeting Xander's prostate with every hard stroke. "Come on, pet, come for me." Xander started to shake, his orgasm welling inside him, a tingle at the base of his spine, moving steadily outward. He felt his balls shrink up, knowing he was close. "Come on, pet." Spike's whispered words drove Xander over the edge, and he came with a shout of Spike's name, shooting white hot liquid onto his chest and stomach.

At the sound of his name, Spike came, filling Xander with the cool splash of his semen. His body jerked unsteadily, and he rode out his orgasm in the warmth of Xander's body. Pulling his softening member from Xander, Spike knelt down and began to bath Xander's stomach, licking the evidence of his orgasm from the warm skin.

He laughed softly at the boys shuddering breaths. "Surprised, pet?"

"Gahmph?" Xander looked down, heavy lidded eyes nearly obsidian with spent passion. His knees gave way and he landed hard on the floor. Or would have, had Spike not caught him and lowered him to the stone floor gently.

"Learn what you need to, luv?"

"Umm, need minute. Answer later. Gah." Spike watched as Xander's eyes closed and the boy fell into post coital sleep.

Xander woke up an hour later surrounded by vampire and laying on something soft and comfortable. His eyes adjusted to the gloom and he saw that he was in what must be Spike's bedroom. He turned slowly and found himself face to face with said vampire.

"Well. That," he indicated the upper level with a nod, "was most informative."

"Was it? Learn all you needed to learn did ya?"

Xander nodded. "Hmm, let's see. I like violent, kinky, guy on guy sex. Well, not guy on guy so much as Spike on Xander. I like the taste of your blood. I like the way you feel inside me, and stone walls are NOT as uncomfortable as one might think." He grinned at Spike. "Seems the lesson endeth here."

"Not hardly, pet." Knowing smirk.

"There's more?" Incredulous.

"Oh definitely." Tantalizing.

"Teach me." Confident.

THE END

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