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Graham moved towards the door to Xander's apartment. Over the last
few days he'd gradually been moving more and more of his things into
his lover's home. At first he hadn't wanted to encroach on his space
but pretty much every night this week Xander had been intimating that
he should. At first Graham had just moved in some clothes but the
list of possessions soon grew.

Graham knew he could get used to this, coming home every night to see
his boyfriend. He'd only spent a few minutes back at his dorm room
and Riley had started hassling him about how much of a stranger he'd
become. Good natured ribbing though. Riley almost looked like a proud
parent every time he asked if Graham was being careful, making sure
that everything was okay, big smile plastered on his face. Graham was
glad his friend was being so supportive. Knew that Riley was also
missing him just a little bit. Not that he'd ever mention it of
course.

So each night this week Graham had come home, only moments inside the
door and before he even had a chance to dump his things, Xander was
there. Arms wrapped around him placing kisses on his mouth and face.
Always made Graham smile. Always made Graham hard.

He'd be in the door, first few minutes silent as the two men become
reacquainted. Graham couldn't keep his hands to himself and for three
days in a row, including tonight the two had made love only minutes
after he'd arrived. The separation of the day driving the two men
wild.

Graham thought to himself this was definitely something he could get
used to.

Graham had felt quite embarrassed after the two of them had cleaned
themselves up and moved back into the living room. Graham had wanted
Xander to sit with him, to just hold him in his arms for awhile and
to show his boyfriend how much he loved him. But for some reason
Xander was on a domestic binge.

//Xander being domestic, now that's scary!!!//

Graham followed his lover into the laundry and was amazed to see the
other man doing his washing. Well actually doing THEIR washing. The
two men's clothes mixed together as Xander began to fill the machine.
Xander hadn't seemed fazed at all. Graham on the other hand decided
something about the fact that the other man was doing his washing,
not in the least bit intimidated about sharing first his home and now
his laundry, was pretty romantic, Graham knew he could get used to
that. Graham had proceeded to show his lover exactly how much it
meant.

Needless to say it was a little while before that load of washing
started.

Another knock at the door broke Graham from his reverie. Night had
just fallen and Graham and Xander were expecting company.

'Just a minute.' Graham unlocked the door and opened it. Smile on his
face as he surveyed the sight before him.

Body leaning against the door frame, arms stacked high with two paper
bags, big smirk on his face, blonde hair plastered against his head.

'Hey Spike.' Graham stepped back allowing the other man access. Spike
stood straight smirk on his face, eyebrow raised.

'You'll need to invite him in.' Graham could hear Xander enter the
room, turned to face his lover. Hadn't really thought about the fact
that the Vampire needed to be invited into Xander's home.

'Go on Pet, promise I'll be good.' Invisible barrier keeping Spike in
the hallway.

'What do you say Gray? Think we should?' Graham looked back at
Xander, the dark-haired man moving up to where Graham was standing
just inside the doorway. Two men only about a foot in front of the
Vampire. Spike still unable to come in.

'Might be easier than leaving him in the hall.' Graham looked back at
Spike, he could feel Xander put his arms around his waist. Could feel
him press himself against him.

The two men smiling as they could see the Vampire losing patience.

'Promise to be on your best behaviour Spike?' The blonde just rolled
his eyes. 'Spike, you're welcome in our home.'

Invite not lost on Graham. Spike entered muttering under his breath,
moved further into the apartment.

'Our home?' Graham twisted his body around, the two men now facing.
Blue eyes locked with Xander's.

'Our home.' Graham began to kiss Xander, softly at first until his
lover relented, parting his lips and allowing him access.

Concentration broken as they heard Spike clearing his throat behind
them. 'Wouldn't usually complain about the show Pet but I thought you
might wanna know the door's still open.'

Spike began laughing as the two men broke apart. Graham moving to
close the door. Once he was back Xander reached for his hand and held
it in his.

'You gonna gimme the grand tour? I'm definitely keen to take a look
round, maybe finish up the tour with the bedroom?' Spike still
holding the two bags in his hands, eyebrow raised questioningly.

'Spike, Spike, Spike, Spike, Spike.' Xander moved towards him shaking
his head. 'Don't flatter yourself.' He reached up and patted his hand
gently on the side of the Vampire's face. Spike's face now blank as
Xander took one of the bags from his hand and began to move into the
kitchen.

Graham just laughed at the blonde Vampire, marvelled to himself that
this was one of the first times he'd ever seen him speechless.

Graham could hear Xander rummaging through the bag, noise of bottles
clinking as he unpacked it. Xander began stacking bottle after bottle
on the bench.

'How many people were you expecting exactly Spike?'

'Always be prepared that's my motto.' Spike put the other bag down on
the bench. Graham could hear the clink of more bottles and assumed
the other one was just as full. 'Thought I might get you two boys
drunk and take advantage of you.' Spike smiling to himself.

Graham rolled his eyes at Xander, watched Spike smirking at them from
the kitchen. Xander came back into the other room, past Graham, voice
pitched low.

'Why do you think we invited you?' Graham could see Xander smiling.

'What was that Pet?' Spike no longer unpacking the bags from the
kitchen.

'Uh ? How thoughtful of you, for the drinks I mean.' Xander still
smiling. Graham couldn't help laughing and blushing slightly in
response. He moved into the kitchen, grabbed three large glasses out
of the cupboard.

'So what do you want first Pet? I brought a selection. Whiskey?'
Graham just shrugged and nodded at the outstretched bottle the
Vampire was holding, gestured into the other room and followed his
retreating form, glasses in hand.

Xander more serious now as Spike began to pour the dark liquid into
the glasses that Graham had. Graham a little concerned at exactly how
much of the liquid he was pouring. Spike just smiled at him.

'Uh, Spike?' Xander now sitting on the couch, wringing his hands
nervously. Graham sat down next to him, the two men facing the now
sitting Vampire. Graham slid his hand into his lover's and gave him a
reassuring squeeze. The two men sitting close. Contact down the
length of their legs where they were touching.

'Haven't really said thank you for all your help. I know we haven't
always been best friends you know with the whole trying to kill each
other thing but I just want you to know that I really appreciate all
of your help. So thanks.' Xander eyes downward, finally looked up at
the blonde opposite.

'No worries mate.' Spike just smiled at him, raised his glass out to
the other two. The three men knocking their glasses together in a
toast, now all smiling.

'Same goes for me Spike, although you aren't forgiven for being such
a shit that other night.' Mock seriousness on the ex-marine's voice.
Graham began to smile as he saw the blonde laughing.

'Think of it like this mate, I'm the one to thank for the make up
sex, right?' Eyebrow raised. Graham couldn't help laughing now.

'You know he does have a point there Gray.' Xander nodding his head
in agreement. All three men once again laughing.

Spike quickly emptied his glass, began to refill it. Continued to top
up the other's glasses as well, their's almost untouched.

'Like I said, no worries.' Another toast.

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Graham was rather enjoying himself, the alcohol the Vampire had
supplied had loosened their tongues as the three men sat talking.
Well, if he admitted it Xander and Spike were doing most of the
talking.

//Don't need alcohol to get those two talking.//

Graham watched  as Xander argued with Spike about yet another time
when the two had been fighting on opposite sides. Xander making
wisecracks about an ex of Spike's. Yeah, Graham was definitely having
fun, couldn't help smiling as he watched his boyfriend, hand still
clasped in his. Xander's other hand pointing towards the Vampire
before him.

Graham took another sip, and smiled at his lover. Xander must have
been able to sense the scrutiny, taking a break from arguing with
Spike to turn and look at Graham. The ex-marine smiling at him.
Xander simply smiled in return moved down and kissed his lover softly
on the lips.

Now Graham was really smiling, 'What was that for?'

'Because I can.' Graham smiled back, squeezed his lover's hand and
moved closer, this time kissing him more leisurely.

The blonde's voice interrupting them, the two men pulled apart still
nestled close together on the couch they shared.

'So what have you got planned for tonight, Pet? You invite me over,
don't tell me a thing. If I'd known what you had in mind I could have
been more prepared.' Graham could see the Vampire watching them,
could tell that Spike had been watching them kiss.

'Thought we'd grab something to eat, have a few drinks. You guys
hungry?' Xander looked back and forth between the two others.

Both men nodded.

Xander stood. 'Pizza OK? And don't worry Spike I got some blood in
especially for you.' Xander stopped and looked back at Graham. 'Now I
bet Martha Stewart never says that when she's got friends over, no
Sir.' All three men broke into fits of laughter as Xander moved over
to grab the phone.

Xander pointed the cordless phone towards the blonde. Spike now lay
sprawled on the couch, coat off and dumped on the floor. One leg
cocked over the edge of the chair. He continued to drink from his
glass.

'And no Spike, you're not putting the blood on your Pizza. Cause if
you do, I'm gonna barf.' Punctuating his comment by pointing the
phone at the now innocent looking Vampire.

'Bloody spoiling all my fun tonight, whelp.' Graham couldn't believe
how effortlessly Spike adopted a look of innocence, mock pout on his
face. Xander just shook his head and started to dial the phone number
from memory. Moving away from the other men so he could talk.

Spike leaned forward, topped up his almost empty glass and filled the
other two. He watched Graham as the
ex-marine continued to laugh at him.

'You two are diabolical together you know that?' Spike just smiled in
response. Graham could see Xander on the phone, knew he couldn't hear
what they were saying.

'He means what he said before, we do owe you a lot. We may have been
in trouble if you didn't go out of your way to help. It means a lot.'

Spike just raised his glass again, took another large gulp. Eyes
resting on Xander across the room using the phone. 'I'd do it again
as well.'

Graham waited till Spike was looking back at him. Impressed that the
Vampire had been so honest. He smiled back at him nodding.

'Enough of that, you guys have got some catching up to do.' Spike
indicating Graham's full glass with his now half empty one. Graham
was amazed at how much the Vampire had already drunk, the effects of
the alcohol already encroaching on Graham.

Graham took a large gulp of his drink, could feel the strong liquid
burning his throat. Warmth spreading through his body.

'That's better mate, we'll make a man of you. Speaking of which,
since the whelp's busy you wanna share any secrets with your old pal
Spike? Bet he's a real tiger, huh?' The Vampire nodded towards the
dark-haired man still on the phone.

Graham almost choked as Spike just began to laugh, the Vampire almost
spilling his drink in the process.

'Bet he keeps you satisfied, huh? Seen his sort before.' Graham still
unable to speak was pleased to see Xander hang up the phone and move
back to the couch.

Graham could still see the wicked gleam in the blonde Vampire's eye.

'You OK, Gray?' Xander sat down beside him, picked up his glass in
one hand and reached for his lover's with the other.

'We've just been chatting.' Spike still smiling at the other two.

'Yeah? What about?' Graham just took another drink and shook his
head. His body now feeling slightly numb from the effects of the
alcohol.

'OK, you two aren't being suspicious. Anything I should know Gray?'
Xander now watching his boyfriend.

Graham still watching Spike. 'Yeah your Vamp friend's a fucking
pervert.' Smile on his face in contrast to what he was saying.

Spike just laughed. 'You bet, Mate.' Another drink.

Xander still seemed confused but had at least begun to smile, 'If
there's one thing I would have thought you'd know by now Graham, it's
that I am in no way in control of my friends, OK?' All three laughing
again.

'Friend, huh?' Spike looked at Xander eyebrow raised.

'Yeah.' Xander nodded and smiled back at the blonde.

tbc