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A Night In
“Hey, Pet,” Spike smiled from the couch as Xander
came in from his morning shopping trip. “Hey, Spike.” Xander came into the living room and
set two big paper bags on the coffee table along with a bag of ice. Spike sat up with interest. “What’s all this
then?” “Chinese. Go get the cooler.” Puzzled, but interested, Spike got the medium sized
cooler Xander used when they went to the beach some nights. He brought it over
to the couch and Xander pointed to the chair Xander had brought up close to the
coffee table, then pointed at the ice. “Put these in there.” Xander pulled
out two six packs of the imported beer Spike liked, a six pack of colas, and a
bag of blood. “What are you up to, Love?” Spike asked, but set
about filling the cooler. “I told you I wanted a day in.” Xander grinned
wickedly and, with exaggerated movements, turned off the phone’s ringer. Then
he went to the thermostat and adjusted it slightly. “I like how you think. What’s with the cooler?” Xander reached in the bag again and brought out a hand
full of movies and turned toward the DVD player. “I was thinking… I’m glad
you talked me into getting the five disc player.” “Yeah?” Spike came up behind him and tried to
sneak a look at the titles, but Xander swatted him away. Spike retreated and
flopped down on the couch, peeking into various containers. “This is all
finger foods, where’s the General Taos’ chicken?” “Um, they were out. Hold on.” Xander finished loading the player and gathered all
the needed remotes, putting them on the end table which he pushed closer to the
couch. He pulled the leopard-print blanket off the orange chair and draped it
over the back of the couch. Spike was beginning to get a hint what his lover had
in mind. “So… what’s all this then? Couch potato to the max?” Xander toed off his sneakers and socks as he stripped
off his shirt. “Something like that.” Xander unbuckled his belt and let his pants fall. “I’m ahead of you, you’re still
dressed.” Spike quickly stood up and was shortly as naked as
Xander. He stepped around the loaded table and pulled the human into his arms.
“I like it when you get all planny, Pet.” Xander kissed him and pushed him away. “Can you
think of anything else we might need?” “I just need you, Pet.” “You want me in you?” Xander asked wickedly. “Always, often, you know that.” Xander reached into the bag and took out the last item
before tossing the bag into the kitchen. He grinned wickedly, then lay on his
side on the couch. He looked around, reaching out to pull the end table and
chair closer. “Come here, Spike,” he said patting the couch beside him.
Spike climbed on the couch and lay facing his lover. They kissed deeply for some
minutes before Xander broke away. “Food’s getting cold.” “You expect me to eat while that’s around?”
Spike thrust his hips, making their erections rub together. “Roll over, Spike.” Xander picked up the lube from
the end table and flicked the cap open with his thumbnail. “Oh, and you say I’m evil,” Spike said, rolling
over. “No, you say you’re evil.” Xander reached down
and started working his fingers into his lover. “What movie do you want to
watch?” “You, oooh, didn’t tell me, mmmm, the titles,
Pet.” “Pick a number. One through three,” Xander
positioned his cock and slowly pressed in. Spike closed his eyes and pressed back, relishing the
sensations as the hot cock filled him completely. He shifted his hips, drawing
Xander in as completely as he could. He started to shift, to pull off, but
Xander held him still with a hand on his hip. “Pick a number, Spike.” “T… two.” Xander took a handy wipe from the box he had ready and
cleaned his hands before he picked up a remote and pressed a series of buttons.
The screen lit up and a scene of sand, a figure on a camel, and Peter O’Toole
came on. “Lawrence of Arabia, good choice.” Xander said, selecting
play. “Pass the eggrolls.” Spike tried to move again, but Xander stilled him.
“Xander… what?” “You don’t move. I do. Next
movie, we’ll change places. Pass the eggrolls.” Spike passed the food. Xander slowly drew out and
pressed back in, only his hips moving. Spike moaned and closed his eyes for a
minute before suddenly opening them. “Xander?” “Yeah?” he said around a mouth full of food. “Isn’t this movie almost three hours long?” Xander reached past Spike and snagged a beer. “Yep.
Pass the duck sauce,” he said, pausing to move within his lover just enough to
keep himself hard. “Gods! I pass the title of most evil to you.” “I also rented The Godfather and just bought Return
of the King,” Xander said with a snicker. “With fifty extra minutes?” “That’s the one. Merry early Christmas.” “Evil, “ Spike moaned, giving in, and reaching for
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