*ROFLOL*

Wha'? I'm honest. You have to give me points for that, right? :D

Oh, congrats! hee... I can't exactly pinpoint when I first when into the slashy area. *pouts*

Oh, and here's a lil ficlet I just wrote as comment porn on a whim. lol. So, not beta'd.... and I've been on a writing break for 6 months or so, lol, so I hope you like it. *nervous squirm*


He pressed inside slowly...so hard, but aching to make it last. Looking up to see Xander's shut eyes and parted mouth. So beautiful. So perfect.

Spike leant forward and felt those slightly muscular thighs squeezing 'round his waist... pulling him in tighter.

Xander's warm breaths against his cheek as he let his body rest on top of the other man.

Strong arms moved to clutch around his back, pulling him closer. Rubbing Xander's cock between their stomachs and making them both moan.

Spike couldn't resist the need to move inside tight heat, to hear his boy moan again. He pulled a bit out and languorously started to fucked him.

He bumped against that special spot and nails dug into him back as Xander gasped.

"Yes. That's it, my boy." Spike murmured, then thrust his cock in deep again. Eyes half-lidded as he watched the pleasure and need for more on the brunette's strained face. "Want this?"

"Yes... always." Xander's voice was breathless, "Please... more... faster."

Spike moved his face closer and nuzzled at Xander's lips. Teasing with soft, sipping, kisses until he felt Xander's fingers bury themselves in his un-gelled hair. Keeping him there as he deeped the kiss, made it more passionate. Spike moved back and shook his head, "No..." his lips brushing against soft wet ones, his voice tight and strangled, "Gotta make it last."

Xander bit Spike's lips and thrust up against him, forcing them to move faster, "We have forever."

Spike groaned and shook his head again, "No. We don't."

Warm, big hands framed the vampire's face and brown eyes stared deep, "We can. We will... one day." Those eyes told the truth and it made Spike's heart clench. "But for now, show me. Show me how much you love me. How much you need me. How you want to be burried in me from now till eternity."

Spike closed his eyes, fighting back the stinging of tears behind them, and covered those hands with his. Moving them back to the bed, on either side of Xander's face and linking their fingers. Holding them there.

Spike's body trembled as he began to thrust harder, faster.... as deep as he could go. A light of hope mingled in with the lust and love in his eyes, "Always." They were already so close, gasping at the burning pleasure of it. "Gonna stay inside you forever, Xan." Spike moved into his clenching, tight hole until he felt his boy arching into him. Their fingers grasped at eachother until it almost hurt as he felt himself getting pulled over the edge. Heard himself begging... "Come for me. Please, please, Xander."

Xander fairly sobbed softly, "Always for you, Spike." He moved against Spike a last time and held him tightly inside as he spilled between their bodies.

Spike groaned, his true face coming to the fore as he burried it into Xander's throat. Biting into the pulse rapidly beating there and coming deep inside and as slightly spicy, perfect blood filled his mouth.

His body grew lax and melted into Xander's body as he drew his tongue along twin cuts, sealing them.

Xander let go of his hands and he felt arms go around him. The beginning of a pur vibrated from Spike's chest. They drifted off as it lulled them to sleep. Spike still kept safely inside of the boy he loved, snuggled closely.


end.

Uh! *Fans self* That was most deliciously yummy! *pantpantpantpant* Fantastic stuff... You know - this means we need more! I'm sure darkhavens will agree! *Purrs in contentment...*

I can't be there, but I'll write you something if you want. :) Throw me some prompts, and your birthday, of course. *hugs*

Thank you!

Um... silk ties, lost luggage, caramel sauce. :D

Tomorrow, Friday 18th November, is my second Spanderversary. It's been an unbelievable two years since I discovered slash and Spander with one fortuitous click of the mouse here at LJ.

Wow! That does deserve some recognition! Congrats honey!

I think that deserves some sort of celebratory porn fest, so, porn me!

A reasonable demand! LOL! Comon everyone, let's get crackin'!

Link me to the hottest porny Spander you've ever read, write me comment porn - whatever, I'm easy. I just want porn! :D

Hmmmm... Will this do okay?

Xander licked his lips as he looked up into those melting eyes from his cramped, but relatively bearable position on the floor...

On his knees...

Where Spike would keep him for an eternity if he could...

He smiled at the thought, and what it meant as he watched those sharp eyes track the movement of his tongue, and with a gruff -

'Let's go, pet... Don't keep me waiting...'

heard the desperation in his voice - he was too ready... Time to stop torturing him and get down to torturing him...

With another enigmatic smile, he slowly moved his head forward to take Spike's weeping cock into his mouth, the shudder that ran through the vampire's hips and his muted whimpers telling him everything he needed to know -

He so owned him...


Sorry, not the best - but it's off the fly... *Smooches you!*

Thank you, m'dear. Xander on his knees is always a worthy gift. ;)

Happy, happy Spanderversary!
*throws party with blow-outs, streamers and all that crap*

I'm effing knackered, so you get Part 1 of this now, and the rest tomorrow. I hope that it's not too much of the extreme suckage.

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The beat, some kind of wannabe techno, insinuates itself inside everyone in the club; the clever harmonies and funky mixes don’t matter. All anyone hears is the primal, tribal beat that echoes their own hearts, thumping and pumping and it’s all life, life, life.

Life… even though they seem stupefied, bodies moving with no thoughts running through their heads. Hot bodies that grind and press against someone else, just needing that simple contact to keep them grounded.

But it’s not simple, it’s sex with their clothes on and Spike bares his teeth as he drinks in the pheromones, his arms slipping round the nearest available body. A hand grabs at his ass, but he’s already busy moving with the beat, grinding himself against the guy’s back.

Hands cover his own, big hands that shove his downwards until they’re resting just north of this guy’s groin. As the hands release him to move backwards, pulling Spike in nearer, Spike wonders just how far this guy is planning to go with this.

If he’s honest about it, Spike is going to take it as far as it’ll go.

And further.

Spike isn’t dancing now – at least not the same kind of dance that everyone else is. He presses forwards, rolling his hips as he moves one hand over the guy’s groin and he’s happy to notice that the guy seems just as ready for this as he is. Spike leans his head forwards and licks a path up the side of the guy’s neck, before covering the guy’s ear, fucking it gently with his tongue as his hands get busy down below.

The guy moans, a soft, low rumble that no-one else but Spike could have heard and he knows it’s time. Spike’s hands move to grasp the guy’s hips and he pulls back his head so he can whisper in the same ear he’s just been so intimate with.

“Want to take this elsewhere?”

Just as Spike knew would happen, the guy nods and turns to face Spike, with his lust-heavy eyes widening in shock as he backs away.

“Shit! No! No way!” And with those few words he is gone, disappearing into the crowd.

Spike stares at the retreating figure for perhaps a millionth of a second and then shrugs. He doesn’t even bother to look behind him to see what was so scary.

He knows.

Especially when warm breath speaks icily into his ear.

“Don’t fuck around with me, Spike. Seriously… don’t. You know I’m going to have to punish you now, right?”

Fuck, but he’s so hot for Xander when he’s like this…

Spike stares at the retreating figure for perhaps a millionth of a second and then shrugs. He doesn’t even bother to look behind him to see what was so scary.

Right up until that point I thought the guy Spike was grinding against was Xander. Sneaky!

Of course I can wait until tomorrow for the next bit...
*toes the dirt and pouts*

I love my dancefloor Spander!

Well, I'm not really good at spur-o-the-moment fic, lmao, but I did start posting a new Spander piece today. Just a few minutes ago, in fact.

Dunno if anyone, namely you who are asking for Spander pron, will like it, but...lmao.

a two year porniversary??? That deserves some recognition. And some cebratory porn. Hmmmm. *revs up muse* Let's see if this works for you:)

Xander tosse dhis keys on the hall table, and stripped out of his clothes, dropping them as he peeled them from his body. When his jeans wouldn't go over his work boots, he toed them off and stepped out of the, leaving them in the middle of the floor, one knocked over by his pants as they puddled around his feet.

He stepped into the bathroom and groaned aloud when he saw it was occupied.

"Dammit Spike. You know this is when I come home, get thefuck out of the shower and let me relax."

The shower curtain moved aside and a soapy haired Spike peeked out, blue eyes shining. "The water's hot, Xander, just bring your arse in here."

Xander heaved a giant sigh and stepped in. Immediately surrrounded by Spike, he felt a rough, soapy cloth making circles on his belly, slipping lower and lower, as steam warmed lips caressed his neck. "Tired, Spike."

"I know, pet. I'll take care of you. You just stand there." Spike bathed Xander almost methodically, never lingering in any one particular spot. Xander relished the feel of the cloth scraping over his sore shoulders and back.

Spike lifted his arms and perfunctorily cleaned under them. He scrubbed his lover's ribs and hips, thighs and calves, even the tops of his feet. Then he pushed him under the pulsing head of the shower to rinse him off.

Xander sighed under the super hot water and Spike's soft hands sluicing the soap off his body. Then he felt Spike sink to his knees and take his soft member into his mouth. His tongue, usually cool, was hot against his flesh and manipulated Xander's cock til he was semi-hard. He pulled away, and Xander reached down to hold the conditioned-soft hair. "No. Don't stop, please. Feels....really good."

"I know." And Spike sucked him down again, swallowing around the softness, laughing when he felt Xander harden in his throat. He reached his hands around Xander's ass, and parted the pale cheeks, slipping a finger in the heat and water softened hole. He thrust deeply, brushing against Xander's prostate and swallowed again.

Xander yelped at the twin sensations and pulled hard on Spike's hair. He jerked himself out of Spike's mouth and yanked the vampire up to plant an open mouthed kiss on the smiling lips.

Their tongues thrusting against one another, the boys smashed their bodies together, cocks caught between bellies, and they moved, sliding against one another and groaning into each other's mouth at the delicious friction.

Spike's finger's further invaded Xander and rubbed over that sweet spot, milking the body for all it could give. Xander screamed into Spikes' mouth, in the midst of a kiss, and came, thrusting hard into Spike's body as the last quivers of his orgasm rippled through his body.

He sank to his knees on the shower floor, feeling Spike's finger withdraw from his body, leaving an empty feeling.

"Still tired, pet?" Spike reached down and stroked his fingers through Xander's wet hair as the water continued to cascade around them.

"Exhausted, but relaxed." Xander leaned into the touch and rested his head against Spike's thigh. "Bed?"

"Yeah." Spike turned off the water, helped Xander rise, grabbed a towel and dried them both off. Then he led Xander to the bed, pulled back the covers, laid him down, and slid in behind him.

Xander pulled Spike's arms around him and settled back against his rapidly cooling body. "Love you."

"Love you too. Now sleep."

Their eyes closed and sleep followed close behind.

fin
Hope that satisfies!

Shower!porn and cuddles! Yum! Thank you. :D

Posted my comment in the wrong place *doh*

I was going to do comment porn, but it grew. So...here's a link. Happy Spanderversary!!! :-)

Spander for darkhavens

Part 3...
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Spike tries to make small talk, dirty talk, any kind of talk during the drive back, but Xander is still playing the pissed with him card. Xander growls when he moves to switch on the radio, letting Spike know who the cock of the walk is tonight. It’s a deep and menacing rumble that makes something inside Spike resonate, makes Spike somewhat less dead.

Spike plays along, in his own manner. He’s been caught out, he’s really in for it and he wants to make sure that if they’re going to do this, whatever this is, then he’s going to make it good. Real good.

Spike looks straight ahead as he absently chews on a fingernail, then looks down as if he’s totally absorbed by it. He’s off-hand when he speaks, and he knows it.

“Wouldn’t have shagged him.”

There’s no answer.

“Would have let him shag me… Would have let him take me right there… He was packing alright. Had my hand on it, didn’t I?”

Still no answer but the car speeds up and Spike sinks down into the seat a little more, allowing himself a smirk. Almost before he knows it, they’re home and he’s expecting to be ordered into the house – the first order of many more that he’s anticipating. What he doesn’t expect is the sudden lapful of Xander grasping his hair and pulling his head back, kissing the top of Spike’s head, his forehead, his cheeks and finally his lips.

It’s a lip-crushing, teeth-scraping kiss, a kiss that says however long they’ve been together that this will never get old. Maybe it should have lost something through the number of times it’s been practiced by them, but each well choreographed step still feels, still tastes of living and dark places and secrets and together. Spike lets his lips part and feels Xander’s tongue dart around his teeth, feels it tangle and twist with his own.

Spike moans round a mouthful of Xander and his fingers frantically fumble with belt buckles and zippers.

And then Spike is all alone, blinking as he watches Xander slam the car door and disappear into the house. This does not happen to him. He’s William the Bloody, he’s Spike, he’s been evil personified, he’s…

“I’m irresistible, me!”

Seconds later Spike is inside the house, heading for the bedroom, avoiding listening to Xander in the shower – usually one of his favourite pastimes. Only superseded by joining Xander in the shower… He sits on the edge of the bed and drinks in the scent of them as he wonders just what has gotten into Xander tonight. He knows his boy has balls, but does Xander really expect Spike to bottom to him like that?

Then his mind flickers back to the wall in the alleyway earlier and he realises that it’s too late already. No getting off this runaway train now.

Xander comes into the bedroom wearing a towelling robe, hair poking every which way and smelling slightly musky. He stands with his back against the wall, bends one knee and places the foot flat on the wall. Spike almost smiles as he recognises yet another piece of him that has rubbed off on Xander.

Sometimes it scares him shitless that these days he can’t see the join any more.

“Take those clothes off and lie down on the bed”

The tone is right, the words are right, but Spike simply can’t do it. He leaves the bed and pushes Xander right up against the wall, holding down Xander’s wrists as he laughs and then kisses him hard. Spike steps back and sees the momentary hesitation in Xander’s face.

But it lasts for a mere second before Xander levels his gaze at him and speaks, calmly and quietly as though he’s explaining something extremely complicated.

“Get naked. Get on the bed and get ready for me to spank you.”

Spike laughs again and turns away.

“You really expect me to take orders? Ought to respect your elders a bit more… if I’m going to do that – and that’s a mighty big if – if I choose to do that, then it’s my choice.”

Spike looks back over his shoulder, throwing out the challenge to Xander, seeing if he can call Xander’s bluff, if he’ll back down.

But Xander’s gaze never falters.

“Fine by me. You want a choice? Either you choose to lie down on that bed naked – or you choose to walk out this door. That’s your choice. But if you stay… you do what I say. No bullshit. So choose.”

Ummm, it kind of grewed and grewed and grewed and got too big to post in one comment. So I've commented with this bit and will comment with the final part later on.