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Never Too Late by WithDemonWings-ho2okayf
Never Too Late by WithDemonWings-ho2okayf
By: WithDemonWings
AU. They want him, they've made that perfectly clear but can he trust them
enough to be with them? Slash, spanking, sex, established relationship.
Status: complete
Published: 2010-05-01
Words: 8414
Xander all but melted into his older partner as he was pulled against
that firm body. He purred as warm hands crept under his shirt. He
was quickly dominated in the passionate kiss and he gave himself
willingly to Giles.
Spike sighed, so much for that idea, and slipped back into the
shadows.
'Do you think he saw us?' Xander asked as he nestled into Giles'
shoulder, the older man automatically began to massage his neck.
'I've no doubt he saw us,' Giles replied never taking his gaze away
from the spot Spike had been standing only moments ago.
The pair stood for a few moments before Giles pulled away,
unconsciously twining their fingers together. 'Time to get you to bed,
you've got a long day tomorrow.'
And he did, it was Xander's first day at his new job, working at a
construction site. He really didn't want to screw this up. Giles had
gotten him the interview but Giles had been adamant that Xander
had gotten the job.
For the moment Xander had all but moved into Giles' place, and that
move would be made permanent over the weekend. Up until now
they had been worried about the girls finding out or even just noticing
but so far they hadn't said anything.
The pair went through their bed time ritual, Giles in the bathroom first
as Xander tidied up, when Giles emerged from the bathroom he was
wearing his robe. Giles caressed Xander's ass as he headed to the
bathroom and when Xander emerged from the bathroom he was
wearing only a towel, which he let fall into the laundry basket beside
the door.
'Indeed,' Giles turned the page, and after finishing the page he slid
his bookmark, the "Librarian's do it loudly" that had been a gift from
Xander, and set his book on his side table.
'Eager tonight are we, ionmhas?' Giles smirked, now realizing that
the reason Xander had taken just that much longer in the bathroom
was because he was preparing himself, Giles was both pleased and
disappointed.
Pleased because his pet had taken the initiative and disappointed
because he hadn't been able to watch.
Xander pulled down the comforter that Giles had pulled up, and was
pleased to find his Watcher naked underneath.
Xander let Giles pull him up and they kissed heatedly as Giles
positioned himself at Xander's entrance. The younger brunet slid
easily onto Giles' erection. Xander sighed as he settled himself on
Giles' lap.
Giles guided Xander's hips as he sank down onto that thick cock. As
Xander rode Giles' cock the older man caressed and teased and
stroked at whatever part of Xander, his thighs, his stomach, his
nipples, his arms, he could reach, except for the neglected cock.
Giles finally began to thrust up into Xander and he cried out in
pleasure as his prostate was hit with surprising accuracy.
With a howl, Xander threw his head back and covered Giles in spunk
as he continued to ride Giles through his shuddering orgasm. The
contractions of his muscles around Giles' cock quickly pushed the
older man into bliss.
Xander dropped his head onto Giles' chest and for a moment they
just lay there panting, gently caressing sides and backs and thighs.
Finally Giles rolled them over and after bestowing a soft kiss to his
younger man's lips before he gently pulled out, causing Xander to
moan at the loss, and padded to the bathroom.
He quickly cleaned Xander off and then joined him in bed, they
curled into the other, becoming a tangled mess of arms and limbs.
'Do you think he'll join us?' Xander asked, already half asleep.
Spike patted himself down, looking for his smokes and a light. He
was about to bum one off the college kids coming from the movie
house when he found a slightly squished pack in the inside pocket of
his duster. Now if only he could find his lighter.
'Light?' a gruff voice asked from just in front of him. Spike glanced up
in alarm. He was standing at a bus stop and an older guy was
holding out a lighter, one of those cheap plastic ones, in pink.
'Thanks,' Spike said around his smoke as he lit it, he handed the
lighter back but the guy held up his hand.
'Keep it, I got plenty more,' he replied with a grin as he pulled three
more in an assortment of colours.
He sighed again and was about to tell him that he had somewhere to
be and things to do when the guy smiled, 'ah there's a whole story
that involves triangles and other things that no man should deal with.
Hope you get your guy or guys,' he said softly.
'Thanks, for the lighter,' Spike said, thanks for the offer, went unsaid.
'Take care of yourself,' and that part Spike meant. He had finally
admitted, if only to himself, that he wasn't as evil as he'd led people
to believe and he actually liked some of the white hats that he was
working with; Red, Glenda and Niblet, mainly.
He had always found Harris attractive enough, and he had hid his
disappointment of the fake gifting of the Dark Kitten well.
As for Ripper, now that he was less tweedy librarian and more, well,
Ripper, the older man was much more attractive.
He sighed again and dropped the butt of his smoke into a sewer.
He had hoped he might have had a chance with one or both but now
that they were together he didn't think he had a hope in a Hellmouth.
He to his crypt and dropped onto his bed in defeat, at least he'd have
something to fuel a good number of fantasies for some time.
Not that Spike knew that Rupert and Harris were together it was so
much more obvious to Spike and he wondered how no one else had
noticed the pair.
Little touches here and there, an absent pat as Giles passed him as
he paced. Harris would lean into Rupert when they were close
together. Gentle smiles when they happened to look up at the same
time.
As Spike looked around the room he realized the signs weren't just
physical but material as well.
'Good, you're just the man I wanted to speak with,' Giles stated as he
handed Spike a dark blue mug with a "vampire's suck" decal, the
heat made blood appear on the lower half of the letters. Spike
couldn't help but snort in amusement.
'As I'm sure you know Xander and I are together,' Giles stated with a
mischievous twinkle in his eyes.
Spike almost smacked himself; they had known he'd been hiding in
the shadows when they'd started their show. Spike closed his eyes
in something akin to defeat and nodded.
'Then you should know that that he - we want you to join us.'
Spike's bright blue eyes snapped open to meet cool, knowing hazel
or he would have had they been opened.
Spike took a moment to study the other man, 'and how long would
be this would be for, this joining you?' he asked after he had
ascertained that he wasn't being played.
'It could be for one night, or could be forever, I know what he-we
want, but it's up to you, William,' Rupert replied, using his given
name deliberately. 'Alex and I are for always, we'd like you to be too,'
he finished.
'And you?' Spike asked, setting his empty mug on the counter, not
looking at Giles.
'I don't hate you, I haven't for a while, I find myself liking you a great
deal and I believe if given the chance I could find myself falling in
love with you.'
Spike's eyes fell closed as Giles gently caressed his cheek before
trailing his hand down the leather clad arm. He pulled Spike's limp
arm up and placed a tender kiss on the palm, he then placed
something in it before wrapped Spike's fingers around it.
'We'll keep you with us for as long as you want to be with us,' Giles
promised, 'my pet wants to feel you inside of him and I want to be
buried in you, we want to take care of you, we want you to taste us,
to feed only from us, let us be yours,' he whispered as he hugged
the vampire tightly before pulling away slowly, reluctantly. 'Take all
the time you need, William,' he finished, stepping away from the
startled vampire.
Spike nodded and looked at his closed hand, but didn't open it.
Giles placed both cups in the sink before rejoining the group in the
living room.
He slowly unfurled his long fingers and found a small panda with
horns and red eyes, its mouth was open to reveal little fangs, and he
gave a soft laugh.
Maybe he should just say to hell with it and strip now so he could
parade past the others on his way to the stairs.
But then that voiced he thought he had silenced years ago piped up
with a variety of what if's. Spike had to think and he couldn't do that
in his watcher's kitchen. No-not his watcher, at least not yet.
Spike stuck the key into his pocket, the demon panda dangling
against his thigh, and pushed open the kitchen door.
The first thing he noticed was that everyone was gone and Ripper
and Harris were sitting on the couch, Harris' eyes were red and
damp, shit.
Bugger.
Spike sighed, 'I should go talk to him,' he said not moving but
watching the stairs, hoping Xander would come back.
'Any serious relationship I've been in ended when they left me,' he
started, he had found Xander sitting on the bed, 'when I start
something I'm all in,' he moved to crouch in front of Xander, his eyes
were still red but they weren't as wet, 'and pet,' he cupped Xander's
cheek and was surprised when he leaned into the cook hand, 'I've
been admiring you for quite some time.'
'We won't leave you, Spike, not if we can help it,' Xander offered,
silently pleading with the vampire. Xander tried to sink to his knees
but Spike kept him on the edge of the bed.
'Pet,' Spike tried another argument but Xander surged forward and
melded their lips together. Caught off guard, Spike lost his balance
and the pair tumbled onto the floor.
Xander poured everything he felt for the vampire into the kiss,
wanting him to feel just how much he wanted him, how much he
cared.
'Xander,' Giles, who had appeared after having heard the thud they
had made, gently pulled the young brunet away from Spike, 'we
shouldn't push him away because we could lose him completely,' he
stated trying to sooth the over emotional younger man.
Spike didn't know how to answer that, 'you're only human, and none
of us are invincible,' he finally replied, knowing that it was weak.
'You're quite a pair, you and him, you both think that you're
unlovable,' Giles stated, perhaps a bit more harshly then he
intended, 'to him you're just one more person who doesn't want him,
one more person who thinks who he isn't good enough for.'
'I don't know how else to tell you that we won't leave you, that we
care about you, because we won't and we do, with the exception of
death, we have no intention of leaving you alone. We know what you
are and what you've done and we still want you, which should tell
you something.'
'Why are you so insistent that I join you?' Spike asked, staring up at
the ceiling.
Giles wanted to swat the irritating vampire, 'because you daft sod, he
loves you and I love him and I would do anything in the world to
make him happy and having you would make him ecstatic.'
'But…' he started, wanting to point the obvious fact that Xander had
Giles.
'But he's with me?' Giles asked, 'I believe you were once involved
with both Angelus and Drusilla, were you not?' he countered. 'Yes he
has me and he loves me but that doesn't mean we can't open
ourselves to another. We don't want some random person Spike, we
want you. Xander has so much love in him that when he looks at me
with those chocolate brown eyes of his I'm afraid that he's going to
burst because there's so much there.'
'What about me? I hate seeing the two of you in so much pain, and I
wish you'd pull your head out of your ass and let us in, let us love
you,' he replied without hesitation.
Spike couldn't take it anymore. He was on his feet and down the
stairs faster than Giles could blink. The door slamming brought
Xander out of the bathroom.
As Xander stared at the spot where Spike had been forlornly, Giles
sighed and wondered where everything had gone balls up.
'Come on,' Giles started as he began to pull Xander's shirt over his
head, 'let's get to bed, pet.'
Giles lay Xander on the bed and tucked him in, he stayed where he
was until he was sure that Xander had fallen asleep and then went to
tidy up the apartment. When he came back to bed, he curled himself
around Xander, softly muttering nonsense as he gently stroked his
arms until the trembling subsided.
Spike spent the next two days wondering when he had become such
a chicken shit, because, even if Xander hadn't used those exact
words, he had been right.
He heaved a sigh and lit another smoke, this one from the pack he
had liberated from a trash can at the bar, and cringed.
Who the fuck smoked menthols? This whole thing with Harris and
Rupert was throwing everything off, it was throwing him off. No
wonder the almost full pack had been in the trash.
He crushed out the smoke and pulled on his boots to go find himself
a pack of real cigarettes.
He had to cut through two cemeteries to get to the only store that
sold cigarettes, this late. He has in the middle of the second one
when he heard voices, familiar voices.
'He's had a rough week, leave him be,' Giles retorted sharply.
'Why does he get the day off and I don't,' she continued to whine.
'Because you are the Slayer and he is not,' Giles snapped, before
turning on his heel and leaving both Buffy and Willow to stare after
him in shock.
The Whelp wasn't with them? Why? Was he all right? Spike had too
many questions and not enough answered. Spike followed Giles
back to his apartment, watching the pair together, Slayer and Red
never showed up.
Had Spike done that to them? That was why Spike didn't want to join
them he would eventually suck the life from them, just like he had.
The Whelp said something and Ripper shook his head as he pulled
him into his arms.
The vampire turned away, the key clutched tightly in his fist, blood
dripped onto the ground.
'You're only hurting them and yourself. You don't have any reason to
be as afraid as you are.'
In the time the speaker had finished Spike had spun around, ready
to fight and had relaxed, as he realized it was Tara in his doorway.
Tara huffed and crossed her arms, 'I want to know why you're
torturing Xander, Mr. Giles and yourself like this,' she stated more
confidently then Spike had ever seen her.
'Please Spike, you guys are like my family, and to see you all so
miserable it's killing me because I can't to a thing about it,' she
pleaded, 'I know the others haven't noticed Xander and Mr. Giles but
I did. I haven't told Wills or Buffy, and I certainly haven't told them
that I know. I know it's hard for you to trust not to leave you but they
aren't Angelus or Drusilla, the last thing they want to do is hurt you.
'I've seen the way they look at you, it's the same way they look at
each other, the same way you look at them when you think they
aren't looking. It's the same wistful longing,' Tara finally had to pause
to breath.
'Please, Spike, let them love you,' she pleaded, 'you deserve to be
loved as much as anyone else,' Spike looked away and Tara's eyes
lit up, finally!
She moved to stand in front of him, and crouched down, 'they know
what you've done, what you're capable of, and they still love you
Spike, and that should tell you something.'
'I've been a right prat, haven't I?' he asked, though he didn't need an
answer.
Tara smiled and answered anyway, 'a right prat,' she agreed.
He fisted the key and the bear tightly, 'it's probably too late,' he said
softly with a hint of defeat.
Tara through his duster at him, hitting him mostly in the face, he gave
her a weak scowl.
'It's not too late, it's never too late,' she offered, before she giggled.
She blushed and giggled again, 'don't you have somewhere to be?'
she asked pointedly.
If Spike could've he would've blushed, but his cheeks did turn a faint
pink, 'Right then, I'll just be off,' he pulled his duster on and swirled
around him like a cape.
'See you Clark,' she giggled to herself and headed back to her dorm,
glad to have helped sort out this mess.
He pulled the blanket up over his chest and softly kissed both men,
Xander murmured something and Giles shifted but neither man
woke. He then realized that he had just tucked two grown men into
bed, but really he didn't mind.
William, what were you thinking? Were you even thinking at all?
The tone of the last line sent a shiver down Spike's spine, and
suddenly he knew, he knew that he didn't want to be without these
two men, even if under Giles' neatness, Xander had scrawled,
You're such a moron!
He started in the kitchen, actually cleaning the dishes and what not
that had been left in the sink. When he was finished in the kitchen,
the fridge had never been cleaner, inside or out, he began to sort
and shelve Giles' books. The important ones going on the book shelf
in the living room, the expensive books going in the study and the
ones that the girls didn't know he had went into the bedroom. The
rest that didn't have a home went in a pile beside the bookcase.
When Xander pushed open the door around a quarter to six, Spike
realized that he had missed his afternoon nap and Passions . Double
damn.
'Holy crap,' was all Xander could say as he looked in the room. Most
of the books that had been scattered haphazardly around the room
were neatly on the large sturdy bookcase that dominated the room.
'No!' Xander blurted, 'no, he's been trying to get it all organized for
ages,' he offered with a chuckle, 'but between apocalypses and
Buffy, he hasn't really had a chance.'
Xander flushed, 'I'm full of construction dirt and I don't want to get the
furniture dirty,' he replied, not looking directly at Spike, then he
shrugged, 'and Rupert prefers me clean when he gets home.'
'So what exactly is it between you and Ripper?' Spike asked, unable
to keep his curiosity at bay any longer.
Spike stood and pulled Xander into a tight embrace, 'I'm sorry I
made you feel that I didn't want you,' he whispered into Xander's ear.
'I'm sorry I pushed so hard,' Xander replied as he held tightly to
Spike.
'Well then I suggest we shower and go out for dinner,' Giles offered.
Xander's eyes lit up and Spike didn't know if it was because of the
prospect of eating good food or showering together though he'd bet
his kittens on both.
'My shower is hardly big enough for the both of us,' Rupert stated,
like he had been able to read Xander's mind, the younger man
pouted adorably.
'You're okay with this?' Spike asked, not quite ready to believe that a
man like Rupert was willing to share his lover with a vampire.
'I am okay with whatever makes him happy,' Giles replied and they
sat in silence for a few minutes, neither one feeling the need to fill
the silence with idle chatter.
When Giles heard the shower turn off he stood and passed Spike, a
hand caressing the leather clad shoulder, when he was behind the
blond Giles leaned down, 'we'll deal with you later,' he whispered
causing Spike to shiver involuntarily. Giles disappeared up the stairs
leaving Spike to deal with his instant erection alone.
He hadn't been "dealt with" in a long time and when Angelus had
done it, it had been for Angelus' own enjoyment, not to absolve
Spike of any wrong doing or to make him feel better.
Giles had treated Spike and Xander to dinner at one of the few
places that actually catered to vampires and humans alike.
Spike had had a steak, extra rare, extra blood while Xander had a
pasta dish, not sure he'd be able to eat meat ever again and Giles,
after seeing the plate of the couple next to them, agreed with a
wobbly chuckle.
Xander hadn't been able to wait and on the ride home after dinner he
had greedily sucked off Spike in the back seat.
It had taken a second, but after Spike had gotten over his shock he
had buried one hand in Xander's hair while the other hand traveled
to his arse.
'Prepare him,' Giles commanded from the front seat, Spike could see
his eyes flick from the road to the rear-view mirror. 'There's lube in
the pocket,' he offered, his amusement and arousal clear in his
voice.
Spike reached into the pocket of the seat and rummaged around,
giving a soft cry of triumph as he pulled out an unopened bottle. He
was surprised to find that Xander had begun to push his trousers
down with one hand, Spike helped him push them down to reveal his
perfect arse. Spike caressed the soft flesh and Xander's moan
vibrated through him. Spike finally pushed two fingers into Xander
and he bucked back, trying to get more of them into himself.
It took Spike a minute to realize that Giles had stopped the car, 'you
boys done?' he asked, he had half turned to watch the show, he was
still both amused and aroused, if the tenting of his trousers was
anything to go by.
Xander grinned and followed, 'it's why you love me,' he stated.
Xander grabbed Spike's hand with his free one and pulled him
inside, Giles stopped them, grabbing Spike's free hand, and pulled
the blond to him to kiss him fiercely. Spike followed Xander in a
daze.
The vampire had no idea what the former watcher was doing but he
didn't much care as Xander tender cleaned him off, not that he
hadn't done a good job in the car because he had, but a tongue
could only leave you feeling so clean.
A naked Xander finally pushed a naked Spike onto the large bed and
curled up next to him, Giles found them talking softly a few minutes
later.
'So beautiful,' Rupert breathed, and really they were. Spike was
blond and pale flesh and sharp edges where Xander was dark hair,
tanned flesh and gently muscled plains.
Xander stood and moved with a surprising cat-like grace, 'he's full of
surprises,' Giles wasn't quite smirking as Spike watched as Xander
helped Giles strip. Then Xander moved to the closet and pulled
something out. Whatever it was he helped Rupert step into them.
Spike was almost drooling as Rupert pulled up the soft leather pants.
They wrapped everything like a second skin and Spike's gaze was
riveted to Rupert's crotch.
'Xander told you what to expect,' Giles stated, not asking. Spike
nodded, it had been what the pair had been talking about while they
waited for Giles.
Rupert pulled Spike off the bed and down to the foot. Xander made
to move closer but Rupert held up his hand and he settled back
against the pillows to watch.
This was for Spike, besides no one was supposed to hold your hand
during a punishment.
'Across my lap,' Rupert stated, patting his muscular thigh.
Spike wanted to inspect the large scar that ran along the outside of
his abs on the left side, the scar disappeared into the trousers and
Spike made a mental note to ask the watcher about it later, if he
remembered.
'You'll be getting ten swats for your stunt this morning,' Giles said
calmly, Spike felt another rush of embarrassment as he remembered
the lack of concern he'd had for himself as he slept on the couch.
'And another ten swats for the pain you've put us all through these
last few days. You will count them out loud, afterwards we won't, any
of us,' he gave a pointed glance at Xander, who looked far too
innocent, 'bring it up again, understood?'
Then the second swat fell on the other cheek and Spike gasped out,
'two,' he had a brief flash of when Angelus used to spank him and it
had been nothing like this.
He bit back a sob as he realized that Rupert actually did in fact care
for him. Hearing it was one thing but understanding it had been
completely different.
Xander was still at the head of the bed, he was still watching, still
hard and he watching Spike with an intensity he had never seen on
the brunet before.
Rupert rained down the last three swats in quick succession right
across the crease.
Spike had one hand clutching the sheets, the other hand was trying
to clutch at Rupert, 'Spike?' he asked softly, in concern, as he gently
rubbed a soothing balm into Spike's abused flesh.
The vampire didn't think he'd be able to sit comfortably for a week,
even with the balm.
'I'm sorry,' the blond cried, he felt lightened, more at ease, than he
had in a long while. The spank and the crying had been a cathartic
release for the man that bottled everything inside.
'I think we have a bit of a problem,' he stated his voice gruff, but
steady, from his emotional breakdown.
'And what would that be?' Rupert asked, feigning ignorance only to
moan as Spike managed to pull his cock from his trousers.
Giles moved his hand from where it was rubbing the blonde's back
down to squeeze his arse. He teased the crease before finding the
small pucker and caressing it. Spike arched into the touch.
'May I?' he asked Rupert as his gaze flicked back to the flushed man
whose head was bowed as he panted, his fingers working his arse.
Rupert reached out and caressed the soft slightly wavy locks,
causing Xander to stop and look up.
Xander returned the kiss and whimpered when Rupert pulled away,
but lay on his back.
'Take him,' Rupert stated as he ran his hand through Spike's hair.
Spike kissed him before crawled up the bed to where Xander had
settled himself, his legs parted so the other two could see
everything. The pre-come leaking onto his belly and a small amount
of lube he had used trickled down from his entrance. Spike groaned
at the sight. He surged forward and devoured Xander's mouth, his
groan rocketing through Xander as his cock was coated in the
warmed lube.
Xander made that whimper again when Spike stilled, Rupert was at
his back, still wearing the leathers, and Spike belatedly realized that
Xander was holding him open for Rupert.
The trio lay motionless for a few minutes, just relishing the feel of the
others.
Spike didn't know whether to thrust into the heat or push back
wanting it deeper in him.
Rupert made the decision for him as he gave a hard thrust into the
blonde, causing him to thrust into Xander.
It only took a few thrusts for Spike to find his release and Xander and
Rupert followed quickly. The spent trio lay panting, relishing the feel
of each other.
When Rupert rejoined the pair he curled up behind Xander and when
the younger man mumbled incoherently Rupert chuckled softly, 'of
course, Ionmhas,' he offered as he gently stroked Xander's thick
waves.
Xander's low rumble turned into a purr, which caused Spike to laugh
and Rupert gave him a curious look.
Xander mumbled something into Spike that neither the vampire nor
the former watcher could decipher.
'His parents, his father, was a violent man, he would often pull
Xander from his bed and punish him for any number of imagined
wrongs,' Rupert replied.
'You aren't master and slave, but he looks to you for guidance,' Spike
offered, trying to clarify it in his own mind.
'Yes, that is what it basically is,' Rupert replied with a yawn, 'sleep,
we aren't going anywhere,' he stated, stifling another yawn.
Spike woke first the next morning, sandwiched between Rupert and
Xander. Both men were practically wrapped around him and it was
the first time he had ever felt so safe and wanted.
He snuggled back down, relishing the heat from the two mortals
around him.