Fic: The Boy Next Door: On the Edge and Off the Avenue, Xander/Spike, BtVS, Prompt - Center

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The epilogue and the end of this 'verse. I hope you enjoyed. *g*

Written for the tamingthemuse prompt of "Center".


Title: On the Edge and Off the Avenue
Series: The Boy Next Door
Pairing: Spike/Xander, mentions of Ethan/Giles
Rating: Mature/Adults Only
Prompt: Center
Spoilers: None, all human AU
Warnings: Underage, manipulation, dark!fic, daddy!kink, child abuse, overall dirty!bad!wrongness.
Summary: Xander needs some help but Spike decides to help himself to Xander.
Word Count: 1,295
Author's Note: Title and quote from "Left of Center" by Suzanne Vega.


And, due to the LJ Boldthrough, I am sporting a new disclaimer for this fic, thanks to _sharvie_:

Disclaimer: No childrenz were hurt in teh making of this fanfic! *g*

Previous Parts.

Thanks to _sharvie_ for the lovely banner beneath the cut.





The Boy Next Door: On the Edge and Off the Avenue

The smell. Spike's favorite thing was the smell. The smell of them together.

No, his favorite thing was the sound. The sound of them moaning and sighing, the slap of skin on skin, the bed squeaking.

No, his favorite thing was the feel. The feel of the smooth skin, slick with sweat. The way they moved together, lips and hands making muscles tremble, skin sliding across silky skin.

No, his favorite thing was the taste. The taste of Xander's salty sweat as it dripped down his golden tan skin or the come that clung to his body, bitter and cooling in their afterglow.

The blond man smirked down at the panting boy beneath him. Xander had done it again, gotten his way simply by asking Spike a question he knew the older boy wouldn't be able to answer.

Growling low in his throat, Spike fell down on top of the giggling boy, nipping and licking at the sensitive throat.

"Not very nice, Pet," the older boy purred, licking a long stripe from collarbone to earlobe. "Distracting me like that."

Xander giggled as Spike licked and bit, hitting all of the younger boy's hot spots. He thrust his hips up despite the weight pressing him down, forcing Spike's cock further inside him. The older boy moaned at the sensation of sinking deeper inside his boy. Rolling his hips, Spike smirked at the tortured whimpers he was able to pull from Xander. After all this time, his boy was still needy and wanton, begging for his every touch.

Slowly, Spike pulled out, gasping at the pull of the body beneath him, as if Xander's entire being was aching to have him back inside. He sunk back home, unable to hold in the groan of pure pleasure at the hot body holding him tight.

Spike felt the tip of his cock brushing the brilliant bundle of nerves deep inside his boy's body, smirking as Xander twitched and moaned, his back arching as he sought for more.

Spike gave him more.

Setting a harsh pace, Spike began to pound into his boy, spurred on by Xander's cries and moans. He loved the sounds the younger boy made even after all this time. Soon, they were rutting and groaning, each boy racing toward his completion. They cried out, falling over the precipice of pleasure together, riding high on the waves of ecstasy.

Spike collapsed, his weight settling heavily over the younger, but bigger boy.
They remained that way, shuddering and trying to catch their breath, until Xander squirmed, silently asking for his lover to move. Grudgingly, Spike rolled over, falling heavily on to his side of the bed before curling up against the overly warm body.

After several long moments, Xander sighed before turning to kiss the older boy lightly. Soon Spike heard the words he knew Xander was going to say.

"Can we watch it again?"

Spike chuckled lightly, shaking his head. "How many times are you going to watch it, Pet?"

Xander smiled wide, full of mirth and malevolence. "As many times as I need to."

Spike smiled as he rolled over to open the laptop, the screen immediately lighting up the dim room. Clicking the link, Spike settled down to watch, sighing as the younger boy gathered him close. The video began to play and despite the warmth of the afterglow, Spike could feel the boy humming with excitement. Immediately, the sounds of moaning and grunting could be heard.

Xander rolled closer to the screen to get a better look, despite the fact that he'd seen it numerous times already. The camera zoomed in and focused on the two men on the bed before them slowly becoming visible as they rutted and fucked hard. Xander giggled lightly as Angel whispered, "That's it, Linds, open up for Daddy. Be a good little boy."

"Yes, Daddy," Lindsey replied in a little boy voice, the sound so ridiculous that Spike is still honestly surprised that the young Texan doesn't start to suck his thumb to complete the act. The little pink dress rucked up around his middle doesn't help.

The two boys lay back to watch the show, Xander nearly howling with laughter when Lindsey nearly starts crying when Angel spanks him. Spike's favorite part is when Angel starts cursing because he's so high he can't even come. Finally, the video ends as they both collapse, Lindsey nearly hoarse from crying and Angel shuddering from his denied release.

Xander moved to lean over Spike, face close to the screen. "Wow, looks like there have been almost two thousand more hits since we watched it last."

"That's pretty amazing," Spike replied, "Especially considering it's only been two hours since you last checked the site."

"Soon the whole campus will know," Xander declared with pride.

Spike smiled and gathered the boy close. He was amazed at Xander's ruthlessness. Once the boy had gotten settled in his new life, he'd decided to get even with the men who had hurt him so. It had been easy for them to pick a proper punishment. Surprisingly, it had been even easier to break into the frat house and set up the surveillance equipment. Spike had been amazed at how quickly Xander picked up the art of lock picking and equipment hiding. The younger boy seemed to have a knack for knowing just where to put things to get just the right angle to humiliate the other boys.

Once they'd collected enough embarrassing video of the boys doing drugs, talking about other students and professors at the university and engaging in embarrassing, kinky sex, Xander set up a website with a little help from Willow and Jesse.

The hardest part of the entire plan was telling Buffy. The beautiful blond had started seeing Angel when the two had met at a party and Xander immediately tried to warn his friend away from the threat. Of course, Buffy thought she knew better and continued to date the drug dealing college boy. She'd cried while watching the first video and had refused to watch the rest, although she'd been more than happy to help distribute the flyers that promoted the new website.

Word was spreading fast around both the high school and university campuses and Spike expected both boys would be leaving soon, hanging their heads in shame. At first, he'd been a little worried about destroying the educational careers of two young men, but these were two people who had tried to hurt him, hurt his boy, and they deserved whatever punishment Xander thought appropriate.

Spike smirked as he thought about Xander, how the boy had changed his life. Xander had become his guide, his template. He'd always thought he knew who he was, what he wanted. But somehow, Xander had thrown him left of center, taking him in a direction he'd never thought he'd travel.

But his boy had taken from him as well. He smirked remembering the look of pure evil that pass over Xander's face when the website finally went live online. There was no nervousness, no pause in destroying two boys simply because they'd tried to hurt Xander and Spike. He had truly become Spike's boy.

Reaching over, Spike turned off the laptop before closing the screen. He snuggled down into their bed pulling the covers over them, pulling the younger boy close. As they finally surrendered to the pull of sleep, he was glad that he'd taken a chance on the boy next door.

~~~The End~~~