Raspberry Dreams (1/5)

Author: Temperance

Rating: Soft-core porn. Is soft-core porn a rating? They have it on the playboy channel, does that mean NC-17? If it does then I mean R. I'm all about being confusing today, huh?

Disclaimer: Not mine, not mine, blah blah blah. Buffy the Vampire Slayer and all related stuff n' stuff are the property of their respective owners and I in no way own them. Cause if I did, this is the kind of stuff I would do with it and then there would be no beloved tv show. The movie would have totally flopped because I would have made Pike and Benny lovers and the homophobic world at large just can't handle that. **sigh**

A/N: I feel I should tell you what song I listened to over and over and over and over... it was on repeat the entire time I wrote this and I feel it has a lot to do with how it turned out. Life in Mono by Mono. So that's why it's so... like it is. Also, this is the place that my brain has brought me to. I have no idea how I came to the decision that Spike + Xander = good! But here I am and I'm writing stories about it. I sort of think it came about when everyone went crazy saying 'now that Spike is on Ats Angel and Spike can be together' and I got all squicky and started screaming 'NO! Spike can't be with Angel! Spike is Xander's'. But don't most people who ship Angel/Wes ship Xander/Spike? Although I also ship Spike/Wes, Wes/Anybody really. You got someone and I'll whore Wes out. Oh, and yeah, I like the smell of raspberries, and the color of raspberries, but not so much the taste unless it's mixed with chocolate. That really means nothing in the great realm of this story.

Summary: In an attempt to permanently close the Hellmouth the scoobies cast a spell that, unknowingly, makes Xander and Spike attracted to each other and have sexually explicit dreams.

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"So," Xander said rolling the glass jar of rich, red, raspberries in between his hands, "if we do this then the seal is closed?"

"That's what the book said," Willow affirmed and took the jar from Xander. She placed it carefully inside the bag with all of the other necessary ingredients for their spell.

"Closed," Xander said and forced Willow to look into his eyes, "as in not open, as in no more ubër vamps, as no nerd with a knife and a sacrifice can come along and open it again? That type of closed, because if it's not that type of closed then-"

"Xander," Willow said testily, "we wouldn't make you do this if it weren't going to be for good."

"Right," Xander said but he still looked skeptical.

"Are we ready?" Giles asked walking to the door and opening it. "We're wasting nighttime here."

"I'm ready," Wood said and flashed a smile as he headed out of the door.

"I'm not," Xander said cheerfully. He stopped, looked at the ground, then back up at Giles and Willow and tried again. "I'm not! I mean, I'm n-n... yeah, no, I don't want to do this. Let's find another way."

"Xander," Willow sighed, "this is the best chance we have and it might be the only way."

"Then let's let the first win," Xander huffed.

"You know," Spike said stomping into the room and towards the still open door, "I'm not any more happy about this than you are but at least I'm not complaining."

"Well, your opinion isn't important since you've been dead for over a hundred years," Xander snapped at Spike.

"Guys," Buffy said breaking up the start of yet another fight between the two.

Xander grumbled and grabbed the bag from Willow then stormed past Giles out of the house. Giles extended his arm out the door to indicate that Spike should follow. Spike sighed loudly and followed Xander.

"Thank you," Giles called after them and exited as well.

Buffy turned to Willow. "This spell..." Buffy let herself trail off.

"It will work," Willow said, although she didn't sound as convinced as she had when they planned it. "I'm almost... forty-five to fifty percent sure right now."

"We're basically using Xander and Spike as sacrifices," Buffy said.

"No," Willow said quickly, "no, not sacrifices. They're just, well I mean the spell will come from them basically. They're the magick that makes it work but they aren't sacrifices."

"Explain that to me again," Buffy said and crossed her arms over her chest.

"We need the essence of a good man and a rare soul to make the spell work. There aren't many good men left in Sunnydale," Willow said with a smile.

"Why not Giles, or Andrew, or Wood, or-"

"He can't have killed a souled creature," Willow said quickly. "Er, the 'good man' can't have. All we need from Spike is his rare soul."

"Wood might not have-"

"I asked," Willow interjected, "he has."

Buffy gave a dejected sigh. Willow had tapped all of her recourses, she didn't want to have to use Xander either but there was no one else.

"Xander is the last good man in Sunnydale," Willow said.

Buffy and Willow both looked at each other and began laughing.

"Those are words I never thought I would hear," Buffy laughed.

"I never thought I'd say," Willow gasped.

"What are we laughing at?" Kennedy asked coming down stairs.

"Nothing," Buffy said regaining her control.

"We're going to go perform that spell now," Willow said to Kennedy. "We'll be back, hopefully, before sunrise."

"I'm not going with?" Kennedy whined.

"No," Willow cooed.

"I'll meet you in the car," Andrew said and breezed past them and out the door.

Kennedy made a vague noise of disgust and gestured in the direction Andrew had just gone. "He gets to go?! Andrew, the killer, gets to go but I don't?!"

"I don't know if he's really a 'killer'," Willow said making claw symbols with her hands when she said killer, "he only ever killed the one person and that was just-"

"Once Willow gets going we'll need Andrew for... translating," Buffy said irritated.

"Can't Willow translate it and you guys read it off of a piece of paper?" Kennedy whined.

"Look," Buffy said angrily, "this is Xander's thing. We'd take everyone who wanted to go because, from what Willow says, we might need the strength. But Xander only wants only the absolutely necessary people there and he has forbidden anyone who isn't needed to come. I'm sorry if that hurts your feelings but my only concern right now is Xander."

Buffy stood and waited for Kennedy to continue with her incessant 'I know everything and you should listen to me' complaining. But Kennedy didn't say anything so Buffy nodded, cast a 'hurry up' look at Willow, and went outside.

"It's a really touchy spell and if Xander is spooked anymore than he already is it might effect the spell and..." Willow stopped. Kennedy was pouting, not listening, and, not for the first time (or the millionth time for that matter) Willow wondered why she was dating someone so young. "We'll be back soon."

Willow gave Kennedy a small smile and picked up another bag from the floor. She walked over to the door and got halfway out before she stuck her head back in.

"Look after Dawnie," Willow cooed and left quickly.

The ride to the school was uneventful. Xander, Giles, Andrew, and Wood had gone in Xander's car while Giles had left his car for Willow, Buffy, and Spike. They all met up in the library, where the scoobies felt most comfortable, and by the time Willow, Buffy, and Spike arrived the other four had the circle of annoyingly small stones set up. Giles was well on his way to having all of the incents they would need set up, lit, and starting to fill the room with an eerie ground covering smoke.

"This is going to be so neat," Andrew said.

"Why is he here again?" Wood asked.

"It was either him, Dawn, or one of the potentials that get to see me in all of my naked glory," Xander said and Wood grimaced. "So for lack of a more promising prospect I went with him."

"Why am I here again?" Wood asked.

"I picked you," Spike piped up suddenly. "I figured that since we were such good friends and all you'd jump at the chance to see me naked and greased up."

"It went more like, 'Willow," Willow said lowering her voice to imitate Xander's, "'I don't want any of those girls or Dawn to see me naked'. But Buffy, Giles, and I were a given so that left you two," Willow said and indicated Andrew and Wood.

She smiled and began carefully extracting the herbs she would need to perform the spell. Willow handed a bushel of twigs to Giles who laid them in the form of a pentagram inside the circle of annoyingly small stones. In the center of the pentagram he set a black bowl and a dagger.

"Well," Wood said, "that's... nice?"

Willow gave him a quick smile and continued mixing and grinding her herbs. Buffy stood near the doors until Willow made a noise of triumph and Buffy crossed the room to stand closer to Willow.

"Okay, Xander," Willow said with a broad smile, "strip."

Xander glowered but began unbuttoning his shirt. Willow grabbed him by the arm and guided him over to the circle and made him step inside. Xander got off his shirt and tossed it aside, he pulled off his wife beater and tossed that aside then began working on his belt buckle.

"Spike," Willow said and waved him over to the circle, "don't be shy now."

Buffy giggled slightly and Spike cast her a look of death.

"Time to get all nekkid and greased up," Wood said with a slight country accent and a mocking smile.

Spike glared at Wood as he stepped into the circle and took off his shirt. Xander took off his pants and Willow took them from him. She threw them across the room and turned her attention back to Xander who hadn't move to take off his boxers.

"Come on Xander," Willow whispered to him, "it's not like you have anything that everyone in this room hasn't seen before."

"Yes," Xander hissed at her, "but they haven't seen mine and I kind of like it that way."

Xander glowered at her and Spike threw his pants in between them. They landed on the floor outside the circle with a *thwap* clearing the low rolling smoke in that spot temporarily. Xander turned and saw that Spike was now completely naked and appeared unashamed. Xander growled and whipped off his own boxers.

Willow's cheeks tinted pink and she, Buffy, and Giles all averted their gaze.

"Right," Willow said and set Xander's boxers on top of Spike's pants, "now, um, Giles."

"Hmm," Giles asked not looking at the two naked men.

"Hand Xander the raspberries," Willow told Giles.

Giles grabbed the jar of raspberries and handed them to Xander, carefully keeping his eyes on Xander's. Xander took the jar.

"Now," Willow said, "Xander put the raspberries in the black bowl and give Giles back the jar."

Xander did as he was told and Giles took the jar and placed it on a table behind him.

"Okay," Willow breathed softly, "okay. Now, I'm going to, um, sprinkle you with this," Willow held up the mixing bowl to them, "and we'll begin the ritual."

"I'm having fun already," Xander deadpanned.

Willow pinched some of the powder and threw it on Xander then did it five more times. She moved on to Spike and did the same to him. As the sixth pinch hit Spike the small stones that made the circle started glowing. They illuminated the already eerie smoke around the two boys.

"Now," Willow said to Buffy, Giles, Andrew, and Wood, "we each take a place at a point in the pentagram."

Willow and Wood stood at the two points closest to Xander and Giles and Buffy stood at the two points closest to Spike. Andrew stood in between Wood and Buffy.

"Xander and Spike should kneel," Willow said and Xander and Spike knelt. "We should sit."

Everyone who was still standing sat and Willow reached out and took hold of Wood and Giles's hands hoping they would get the point and everyone would hold hands. They did and soon a bright white light flashed and enclosed Spike and Xander. It went from floor to ceiling like a wispy, transparent, capsule. Wood flinched and Willow could see Xander jump.

"It's okay," Willow said. "Xander, grab a raspberry."

Xander grabbed a raspberry and turned to look at Willow. Willow was breathing heavily and her eyes had already turned black, whatever magick the spell was supposed to work had already started.

Willow's hands began to crackle with magick and both Giles and Wood winced but didn't pull away from her.

Xander opened his mouth to ask Willow what he should do next when suddenly he turned and smeared the raspberry in a bright red slash across Spike's chest.

"Hey," Spike bellowed looking down at the mark and thinking the color was too dark to be a normal raspberry.

Xander ignored him and picked up a handful of raspberries, these he mashed in his hand and dipped his fingers in to paint symbols on Spike's chest and stomach. Spike wanted to reach out and smack Xander's hands but Xander's eyes were all glazed over and Spike knew it would only disrupt the spell.

"Will?" Buffy called across the room as Willow continued panting.

Giles, Wood, and Andrew were all panting too with exertion at the energy Willow was draining from them.

"Will?" Buffy called again.

"Hush, pet," Spike said to her never taking his eyes off of Xander. "You might mess her up and we'll have to stop and do this again later. Just let her fini-"

Spike stopped suddenly and reached out to the bowl of raspberries. Spike grabbed one and made a slash across Xander's chest like Xander had done to him earlier. Spike began mimicking Xander's previous actions while Xander stared, glaze eyed ahead.

Willow began chanting in Latin under her breath and Andrew spoke the translation. Buffy nearly laughed, when she'd told Kennedy he would do that earlier she had been lying.

"Don't let go!" Buffy heard both Andrew and Willow say in English before the smoke around them rose up obscuring everyone's vision.

Inside the circle Xander and Spike could still see each other but everything outside was hidden. Xander picked up the dagger and pressed the tip into his finger until it drew blood, the scent perked up Spikes senses but his trancelike state remained.

Xander reached out to Spike with his bloodied finger and drew a line across Spike's forehead, then touched Spike's chest where Spike's unbeating heart was, then finally pressed it to Spike's lips. Spike kissed the finger gently then sucked it into his mouth. Spike sucked and nibbled on Xander's finger for a moment greedily seeking the blood that flowed into his mouth.

Xander pulled his finger away and let his arms fall to his sides. Spike grabbed the dagger and pressed the tip into his finger until it drew blood, only he drove it deeper so the cut would stay open and not close before he was done.

Spike ran his finger across Xander's forehead leaving behind a trail of blood, then Spike pressed his finger to Xander's chest feeling the steady beat of Xander's heart, and finally pressed it to Xander's lips. Xander closed his eyes and kissed Spike's finger softly then flicked his tongue out and licked Spike's finger lightly.

Spike growled and wrapped his arms around Xander, pulling the young man against his body. Xander opened his eyes and looked into Spike's almost bewildered. Spike caressed the side of Xander's face and breathed in deeply. The air around them was coated in raspberries, blood, and arousal. Spike smiled and leaned into Xander. He pressed his lips to Xander's softly, hesitantly at first but Xander's mouth opened up to him and soon Spike was devouring Xander's mouth, lips, and neck. Letting his hands roam over Xander's naked backside and grinding their naked flesh together.

Spike bent down to Xander's neck and breathed deep. The air seemed to surge with emotion and he felt drunk with it. Spike could tell that Xander was completely unfazed at being so vulnerable in Spike's arms and it made Spike dizzy with lust. Spike slipped into game face easily and bit into Xander's pale, soft flesh.

Xander gave a small whimper as Spike's fangs sank into his throat and his nails dug into Spikes' back as if he were hanging on for dear life but Xander gave off no scent of fear. Only trust and complete ease. Spike drank until Xander went limp in his arms then Spike stopped and pulled away from Xander.

Xander lulled about in Spike's arms and Spike shifted back to human form. Spike looked at Xander's pale, lifeless form confused for a moment before the reality slowly started to sink in. He had done this, he had drunk from Xander, he had drained Xander, he had killed Xander. All he wanted was a taste, to taste Xander's blood again.

Spike let out a growl and gathered Xander in his left arm; he brought his right wrist to his mouth and nicked open a vein. He brought the bleeding wrist to Xander's cold, purple lips and dripped the blood into Xander's mouth.

"Drink!" Spike growled at Xander but he knew it was too late already. Xander was dead. Xander had trusted Spike and Spike had killed him.

Spike sat back onto his legs and cradled Xander against his breast. Spike rocked back and forth slightly and stroked Xander's dark brown hair. Spike placed soft kisses on Xander's head and let a low sob escape his throat. He'd failed. He'd meant to care for Xander and love Xander and he'd only succeeded in killing him.

Spike tilted his head to the ceiling and let out a primal scream.