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Spike took another long drink from the almost empty bottle he
clutched limply in his hand. Both Graham and Xander were still
sitting in front of him, legs and arms entwined, bodies nestled so
closely. The ex marine still held his lover's hand in his, subtle
movements as he caressed the soft flesh.

The ex marine still held his lover's hand in his, the same hand that
up until moments before he had been licking and kissing. Spike had
been able to see the rough flesh of his tongue laving his lover's
hand, had been able to see the look of utter pleasure on Xander's
face as he'd sat there, his body moving in rhythm. Spike had also
been able to see the deep blue eyes of the other man linked to his
own.

As Graham had continued to suckle the remains of the whiskey off
Xander's hand, as he'd continue once Spike knew there would be no
more, he'd concentrated his vision on Spike. Spike had known that and
even just thinking about it now made the Vampire even harder.

When Xander's fingers had disappeared between those sweet lips, the
other man had just watched him. Spike knew he was doing it and it
drove him crazy.

Spike shook his head to clear the image, those fingers and that
mouth, sliding between Graham's hot lips. Spike had had to
concentrate pretty hard, he'd wanted so much to slide his hand just a
little further down, to unzip himself, to stroke his long fingers
roughly up and down the shaft of his cock. To stroke himself in time
to how Graham was pleasuring his lover.

Spike almost had as well, as soon as that first finger disappeared
into the moist cavern of Graham's mouth, Spike had had to force
himself not to. His cock now aching for release as he sat there.

Even now the two were driving him crazy, Xander's hand still in
Graham's, the dark haired man still moving against him, grinding
himself against his lover's cock, his ass nestled so close as he sat
there. Spike knew both men had to be hard, could smell the arousal in
the air. Close proximity allowing the Vampire to almost taste the two.

Spike was desperate for release, knew that if the two men continued
he'd be a mess, wouldn't be able to even stand up. Hoped Xander
didn't mind if he lost all control and just came in the other man's
living room. Right in front of them. Spike chuckled inwardly when he
thought it wouldn't have been the first time he'd given such a
performance.

Angelus himself had always made him perform, loved the control it
afforded him. Loved to watch Spike.

//And thinking of the old poof ain't helping with the hard on mate!//

Spike tried to control his thoughts, drained the bottle and thought
absently of moving towards the kitchen for the next. Knew the respite
would do him good, help clear his head. But he was also worried about
how exposed he would be. He cursed himself for taking off his coat,
least that would have covered his obviously achingly hard cock.

Wasn't sure if he was happy or annoyed when he saw Xander stand and
move towards the kitchen. Graham now exposed, reclining back once his
lover had moved, legs cocked. Spike's eyes now drawn to his crotch,
the man's legs open before him. Graham never took his eyes off him,
tongue sneaking out, almost casually circling his lips. Spike knew he
would be able to taste Xander there. Wanted so much to just move
forward and lick away the traces of Xander that still coated him.
Wanted to taste the salty sweat of the other man's skin on his
lover's lips.

Wanted to do that, then when Xander returned see If he could do the
same with him, knew that Xander would also taste of the man that
Spike was staring at before him.

//Definitely need another drink ...//

Spike still seemed to be recovering. He knew he probably shouldn't be
drinking this much, the rich alcohol starting to effect him. He'd
pretty much finished that last bottle by himself and now the whelp
was back with another one. He'd been unable to resist though, he was
concerned at how effected he'd been by the two humans sitting before
him.

Spike was more than happy to admit to himself that they were both
pretty hot. He'd always had a thing for the whelp, his soft dark
hair, big brown eyes. The boy had no idea how incredible he looked.
Spike also had to admit he'd always had a thing for dark guys as
well. First Angel, now Xander. Just a pity he hid that body under all
those layers of God awful clothes.

There was no denying soldier boy looked tasty as well. Nice contrast
to the dark-haired man, more solid, no denying how Graham would be
built. Spike definitely was keen to see more of that one.

But when they'd started, Spike was definitely having trouble keeping
control. God, he'd actually vamped out for a second, watching the two
of them just sitting together had almost been enough but when they'd
started with the whiskey and the hands and the ... definitely needed
the drink he decided. Spike needed all his control not to just jump
up and grab both of them, take turns fucking each one of them
senseless.

Wondered to himself how well that would go down.

//Definitely need another drink//

Spike reached up and took the bottle from Xander. 'Thanks Pet'.

The Vampire could feel his cock still hard, pressing against the
front of his jeans. He slowly inhaled, tasting the room. Could smell
the whiskey he held in his hand, underneath that though, the smell
he'd been searching for. Graham and Xander.

Almost palpable sexuality. Earlier he'd been able to tell the two of
them apart. Now when he closed his eyes he was having problems, the
scent of the two men mingling. He could smell Graham saturated by the
scent of his lover, and the same for the dark-haired man who was
practically sitting in his lap.

Spike could smell the heady muskiness of the ex-marine in almost
every pore of the other man's body. The smell of Xander that was so
familiar, the sweet smell of his skin and blood that reminded Spike
of his own youth was now drenched in the potent sexuality of the man
who held him in his arms.

Not for the first time today, Spike cursed the chip that was in his
head.

Caught up in his thoughts he hadn't heard the question Xander had
asked him.

'Uh, Spike? You still with us?' Spike just nodded and pretended to
take another drink. 'So, do you?'

'Uh sorry mate, missed that.' Could see both men smiling at him,
couldn't resist smiling back.

//God, Spike, so much for William the Bloody! Not only are you
falling for these two you're starting to enjoy their company! What
next? Maybe you could apply for a position on the PTA? Fucking
Humans!//

Spike tried to focus, could see Xander shuffling the cards in his
hand. 'You wanna play Strip Poker then?'

Dark eyes before him alight with amusement, both men smirking,
waiting for the blonde to answer.

//Why not? At least that way I might get to see some flesh before I
sneak off to the bathroom to have a wank.//

'Why not?' He watched the other man deal the cards out, picked up his
hand.

//Yeah great hand, what are you gonna do when you take your pants off
and they see how hard you are? Never bothered me before I guess. I'm
a proud, proud man.//

Spike couldn't help but smile now.

'Jeez mate, you could have given me a bit of warning, all I've got on
are me shirt and jeans, nothing else. Won't last long in this game I
can tell you.' The Vampire was pleased to see both men smile, the two
turning to face each other. Could see the whelp's tongue sneak out
licking his lips uncontrollably.

//Hmmm ???//

'Ewww, I so didn't wanna know that Spike.' He could tell the whelp
was lying, could see Xander moving closer, pressing himself further
into his lover's embrace. Spike just smiled back at him.

The ex-marine now, Spike pulled his eyes away from the dark-haired
man's to the face just slightly to his left. 'C'mon Spike, thought
you said you should always be prepared? Not much of a Boy Scout now,
huh?'

'I ate a whole troop of Boy Scouts once, real sweet.' Spike kept his
eyes on the other two men. Couldn't help but smile at them.

Xander shuddered in response. 'Oh God, that is wrong on so many
levels.'

Spike thought to himself that maybe it was time to turn the
tables. 'Bet you were a Boy Scout?' Not waiting for Graham to answer,
Spike moved forward slightly, cards ignored in his hands, only a
small distance between the three men now.

'Bet you looked real good in the uniform too Soldier Boy. Nice little
toggle.' Spike couldn't help but smirk, pleased to see he still made
the other two nervous.

'Uh, Spike? It's not polite to mention the size of another man's
toggle, and from first hand experience I know it's not true anyway.'
Xander pulled Graham closer against him could sense that his lover
was embarrassed at the attention the blonde was paying him. Wanted to
answer for his typically stoic boyfriend.

The Vampire was confused. 'What?' Eyes now locked to the other man's.

'You know?' Xander pointed down at his lover, finger pointing towards
Graham's crotch. The ex-marine now blushing in embarrassment.

'Bloody Hell.' Spike moved back slightly reaching for the bottle,
taking another drink. 'Bloody Yanks, different words for everything.
Toggle round the neck, holds yer bleedin scarf thingee on ... jeez.'

He moved forward filling the other two men's glasses, bottle still in
his hand as he sat back down, legs spread, reclining on his elbows.

//Oh no, my hands are not shaking!!!//

Xander smiling at him again, confusion gone. 'You can talk. You
Brits, can't even speak your own language, words that mean different
things. I don't know.' The dark-haired man now shaking his head in
mock seriousness.

'What like fag you mean?' Spike couldn't help smiling at his own
joke, the other two now looking uncomfortable.

'Ouch.' Xander took another sip of his drink.

Spike could sense the other man moving, Graham uncoiling his body
from his lover's, drink set aside. Now on his knees he moved forward
towards the blonde. Spike still leaned back, lying on the floor.

Spike watched Graham move forward, on all fours, moving gracefully
toward the Vampire. Spike, eyebrow raised waited to see what the
other man was up to.

Spike opened his mouth slightly when Graham started to move up his
body, hands on either side, no contact, moving up. He moved closer,
still not touching him, so close now that he was all that Spike could
smell. The Vampire could see the moisture on his lips where his
tongue had escaped licking a trail of saliva on the soft pink flesh.

Spike just wanted to move closer, to run his tongue across it, to
remove the salty, whiskey taste, to taste Graham and underneath that
to taste Xander. The other man's smell clear on his body.

But Spike didn't move, not an inch. He just waited like a predator.

Graham now so close, his body almost touching as he straddled the
Vampire. The ex-marine filling his field of vision, eyes locked with
the blueness of the other man. Graham tilted his head so it was next
to Spike's. The Vampire could feel the other man's breath against the
side of his face, each expulsion of breath filling his senses with
the smell of him, with the smell of his lover and with the smell of
their sex.

Breath so close against his cheek, Spike could see his lips part,
like in slow motion. He ached to reach out and touch him. His voice
soft and husky against his ear as Graham spoke.

'So Spike...' Voice trailing off, Spike could count the number of
heartbeats before he spoke again, only thing he could hear was that
heartbeat and that hot sexy voice, low and deep in his ear. Graham
now so close when he spoke, Spike could feel his lips against him,
gently moving in time against the soft flesh of his ear. Spike closed
his eyes uncontrollably.

'What do the British call a threesome?' Unspoken invitation in his
words, Spike could still feel the other man breathing. All he could
sense was the rich heat radiating from the body pressed so close to
him. It had been too long since he'd been this close to so much heat.
Intensity almost driving him wild and Spike was sure he couldn't
remember how to speak, he wanted to answer but he just couldn't
remember how to.

Spike swallowed again, not needing to but he just needed to
concentrate on something else besides the incredible warmth coming
from the muscular body that was now so close to him.

'F-fucking great.' He swallowed again. 'That's what we call 'em.'

Spike opened his eyes, he could see Xander standing now out of the
corner of his eye, couldn't believe he hadn't noticed him stand up.
Distracted by the other man next to him. Rich heat pouring from him
as he watched Graham stand. Spike moved forward. Slightly reluctant
for the other man to move, he stayed lying down, the two men standing
above him.

Spike could see the two men now holding hands, both of them smiling.
Graham reached his hand out, holding it out for the Vampire still
lying on the floor.

Spike quickly stood, placing his hand in the other man's. Felt the
heat of the other man's hand surrounding him as Graham pulled him
closer towards the two of them.

Spike could feel two sets of hands quickly removing his shirt, two
sets of warm hands and then he could feel his shirt falling off, now
naked chest exposed.
 

tbc