[For Xander]New Years Eve, cont.

[fangyandgrr]

Continued from here.Not only was that just what Spike wants to hear, it was said in such a way that made his chest tighten, made him want to pull Xander hard against him and not let go. "Let's go, then," he whispers, not trusting his voice to be steady at any louder volume

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[scoobys_heart]

He tried very hard, but Xander couldn't help a happy laugh at Spike's eagerness and gladly allowed himself to be led from the party and back to the cave that was becoming just as much home as the hut he'd shared with two versions of Buffy.

When they arrived, Xander turned to Spike and pulled him into a kiss, unable to wait any longer.

[fangyandgrr]

Spike growled softly and returned the kiss, slipping his arms round Xander's waist and pulling Xander's body firmly against his, pressing closer.

[scoobys_heart]

The growl and firm touch brought happy noises from the back of Xander's throat as he too pressed closer, wanting to feel as much of Spike as possible. He loved Spike like this, rough with passion, and still marveled at how it was all for him.

[fangyandgrr]

"Bloody hell," Spike whispered, marveling at how utterly mad Xander could drive him without even trying. He kissed him again, hard and hungry, and then pulled back a bit, tugging at Xander's shirt as he pulled them both toward his bed.