The ship arrived at Bermuda at almost two in the morning. Once again, the four from Sunnydale were the only passengers present on the deck. They filed off the ship silently, each lost in their own thoughts.

They watched as the ship left port. As it sliced through the water, Xander looked around. “This is Bermuda? Looks like California.” Giles and Spike both snorted and Tara laughed.

“It’s a bloody port. Of course it looks like all the others you’ve seen. C’mon, pet.” Spike began to tug at the cart that held their luggage. Apparently something was wrong with the damn thing because it wouldn’t budge.

“I am not carrying all of this shit to the house, Watcher.”

Giles grunted in response. “There should be someone here to meet us. I was assured…” The blaring of a horn cut him off. Turning, he saw a taxi pull up behind them.

“You all the folks going to the Mazarine house?” Giles nodded and the man began loading the trunk of the car with their luggage.

The trip to the house was really quite short. Xander changed his opinion about Bermuda. It looked nothing like Southern California. Even in the dark he could see white beaches, beautiful trees, parks and remarkable architecture.

They arrived at Mazarine By the Sea and the car was unloaded. Giles reached into a flowerpot next to the front door and pulled out the key.

“That’s where they bloody hide the key? Gits!”

Giles frowned at his uncle and they clomped into the house, all too tired to care about looking around. Spike pulled Xander into the first bedroom they passed. Both he and Xander were beyond tired. Giles had been forced to drag the pair from their suite on board the ship, exhausted as they were from their post mating shag.

Spike pulled off Xander’s clothes before divesting himself of his own. He drew down the lush comforter and sheets, lifting Xander’s tired body and placing him underneath the covers. A quick check to insure that the room was sun proof and Spike crawled in behind him, snuggling close.

*****

The sun came up entirely too early. Xander yawned and stretched the best he could under his life-sized vampire blanket. “Move, Blondie.”

Spike growled but moved slightly, allowing Xander room to wiggle out from under him. Xander looked around the bedroom, searching for a bathroom. It was a nice room, but there was no damn bathroom!

Xander pulled on his jeans and left the bedroom in search of a toilet. He ran into Tara right outside the bedroom door. “Bathroom?”

Tara giggled and pointed. “Thata way.” Xander grinned at her and ran down the hall. He slammed the door shut and immediately relaxed when his bladder quit screaming at him. He decided that a shower was in order and started the water, climbing under the hot stream about the same time that he realized he had no soap or shampoo.

“Shit!”

A pale hand snaked through the shower curtain. “Need this, love?” Xander grabbed Spike’s hand, dropping the bottle of shampoo to the floor. He pulled the vampire into the shower with him, wrapping his arms around the smaller man.

“My vampire.”

Spike grinned. “All yours.” Xander tugged him closer and began to kiss his mate. He ran his fingers through Spike’s hair and allowed the damp strands to curl.

Xander pulled back and looked into Spike’s desire ridden eyes. “You are beautiful, Spike. Do you know that?”

Spike pretended to think a moment before answering, “Yeah.”

Xander poked his lover in the stomach and leaned back in for more kisses. Neither man saw the hand sneak in, but both men screamed and jumped out of the shower when ice-cold water hit them full blast.

Tara squealed and ran from the room when the two wet and naked men glared at her. Spike took off in pursuit and Xander paused only to turn off the water and put on his pants.

Xander picked up Spike’s jeans as an afterthought and followed the sounds of laughter. He found his mate in the kitchen with Tara, circling the island. Tara held a wooden spoon in her hand. “Watch it! I have a spoon and I’m not afraid to use it.” Spike allowed his game face to come out and he growled at the young woman.

Xander waited until Tara’s back was to him and then pointed. He dropped the fabric in his hands and crept up behind her as Spike lunged. Tara dodged to the side, only to be caught in Xander’s strong arms. “Well, what do we have here? A little witch that thinks she’s funny!”

Xander kicked Spike’s jeans across the floor and Spike shimmied into them. He leaned down and grabbed Tara’s ankles and the two men carried the struggling girl through the house.

For her part, Tara was shrieking and giggling so hard that she couldn’t think of the chant that would make them put her down. Spike glanced towards the shuttered windows and smirked. “Too bad the sun’s out, hey, pet?”

Xander laughed and nodded, the pool would have been perfect payback. Instead, the two men headed down the hallway to the bathroom they just abandoned. Xander reached in and turned on the cold water then helped Spike shove the blonde into the stall.

Tara’s shrieks increased in volume, but Spike and Xander wouldn’t let the drenched girl out of the shower. Tara collected her thoughts and muttered a chant under her breath. Suddenly the room was full of rushing water and Xander and Spike’s screams joined her own.

Giles stopped outside the bathroom door. A puddle of water was slowly creeping across the tile, and the shrieking that had woken him was increasing in volume. He turned on his heel and headed back to his bedroom. Perhaps his shower could wait.

*****

An hour later, Spike and Xander were back in the shower. They had spent a good amount of time cleaning up the water that Tara had sprayed all over the bathroom. Tara had retreated to her bedroom, running from the men when they approached her with bottles of shampoo.

Now, in the heat of the shower, Spike and Xander relaxed together. Spike drew his mate into his arms, nuzzling his claim mark. “Wonder why the others haven’t noticed this yet.”

Xander shrugged and pulled Spike closer. “Don’t care. Need you, Spike.”

Spike grinned and pulled Xander closer to him. “Need you, too, love.” He ran his hands across Xander’s strong back, pleased with the sliding sensation that the water provided. He paused when he felt a bump. He stroked the spot again and then spun Xander around, forcing him up against the wall.

Xander yelped and Spike growled loudly, “What is this?” Spike drew one finger over the faint white lines destroying the perfection of his lover’s skin. “Who did this to you?”

Xander began to shake. No one else had ever noticed his scars. “My dad…” The words were spoken softly, but Spike’s roar made it clear that he had heard every word.

“He beat you?” Spike began rubbing his hands over the marks as if to rub them away.

Xander turned and grabbed Spike by the face, a hand on each sharp cheekbone. “It’s over, Spike. Don’t worry about it.”

Spike dragged Xander close, glaring at his lover. “Mine! He marked what is mine!” Spike crushed his lips against Xander’s drawing blood to the surface. Xander panted as Spike pulled away, wrapping his fingers through sable strands.

“Mine!”

Xander smiled into the golden eyes of his lover. “Yours.” Spike allowed his fangs to sink into his lover’s skin, relishing in the taste of his beauty and health. Xander dropped his head back and felt an orgasm crash over him as sharp teeth broke through his flesh. “Oh, Spike, yours…”

Spike drew back and licked his lips, careful not to lose a drop of his mate’s sweet blood. “When we get home, Xan, I’m…”

Xander put a finger over Spike’s mouth. “I know, just don’t tell me, ok?” Spike nodded and reached out for the soap and sponge, preparing to lather up his lover.

Xander leaned against the wall, basking in Spike’s gentle touches. “Spike?” Spike grunted, never taking his eyes from the area that he was currently cleaning. “What did Anya mean in Texas?” Spike looked up at Xander, truly confused.

“Anya wasn’t in Texas, pet. Are you sure you’re ok? Maybe I took too much blood.” Spike curled his tongue against the roof of his mouth and tilted to get a better look at his lover.

Xander smacked him on the head and grinned. “On the phone, you dork. What did she mean did you give me her kiss?” Spike slithered up Xander’s body, rocking against the taller man.

“She pulled me aside before we left and gave me this to give to you.” Spike leaned in and kissed Xander forcefully, replicating Anya’s kiss exactly.

Xander swooned.

Coming to his senses, he shoved Spike away from him, causing the vampire to crash to the floor of the shower. “You kissed Anya?” Xander’s tone was accusatory and Spike scrambled to his feet to calm his lover.

“Not like that, love. She kissed me. Asked us to come over to her place when we get back for a private lingerie show.” Spike petted Xander gently, urging Xander to believe him. Xander looked into his lover’s eyes seeing the truth of his comments.

Xander barked out a laugh. “Sounds just like her. Sorry that I got pissy.” Spike grinned and leaned in to capture Xander’s lips.

“You are my mate, love. You are the only one that I want to touch or be touched by, understand? I don’t give up my lovers willingly.” Xander remembered Spike’s devotion to Drusilla and smiled back.

Xander rubbed Spike’s ass where he had hit the floor of the shower. “Hurt?” Spike noticed the glint in his lover’s eyes and nodded, pouting slightly. “Aw, poor Spikey, let me kiss it better.”

Xander dropped to his knees and spun Spike around, pushing the blond up against the wall of the shower. The brunette blinked drops of water out of his eyes and began kissing the smooth round globes of Spike’s ass.

He allowed his tongue to come into play, dragging it down the inviting crease, stopping just before touching Spike’s puckered hole. Spike moaned and pressed back against Xander, begging for more. Xander ginned and soon discovered that he couldn’t get his tongue very far out of his mouth while doing so.

Xander pressed another kiss to Spike’s ass before rubbing his tongue across Spike’s hole, pressing gently, not really trying to gain access, simply caressing. He pressed harder when Spike pushed back against him. Xander moaned when his tongue pressed past the first guardian ring, Spike was so tight!

Spike couldn’t believe what was happening. Xander was on his knees behind him, giving him one of the finest rim jobs he had ever had. The heat from Xander’s strong tongue was forcing its way into Spike’s body and he groaned at the thought of Xander filling him completely.

Spike moaned in disappointment when Xander pulled away. Xander smacked him on the ass before fumbling around for a moment. Spike closed his eyes, anxious to know what his mate what up to.

“Xan, please!”

Another smack was his answer and Spike fell silent, understanding that his lover was playing and wanted to be left alone to experiment. Suddenly, a slick finger pressed up against him and Spike relaxed, allowing Xander to enter him.

Xander was shocked at the tightness that surrounded his finger. He wiggled the digit a bit, searching for the elusive spot that Spike had introduced him to, was it only the day before? Xander’s finger brushed across a tiny nub and Spike yelped in response. Xander grinned and pulled his finger out of Spike’s ass.

Spike spun around and glared down at his young lover. “Why the hell did you stop?”

Xander grinned. “Water’s getting cold.”

Spike pulled Xander to his feet and all but tossed him out of the shower. The vampire violently shut off the water before reaching out for his mate. Xander’s world spun as he was tossed over a deceptively thin shoulder and hauled down the hall, his ass and balls on display.

“Spike!”

Fortunately Giles and Tara were nowhere to be seen and Xander was thrown down on the bed that his mate had chosen as their own. He watched as Spike closed and locked the bedroom door, taking in a deep breath when his lover turned. Spike was so beautiful.

Slim muscles were encased in smooth white skin, paler than anything else Xander had ever seen. Long limbs, rosy lips, bluer than blue eyes… Xander snorted.

“What?” Spike demanded.

“Nothing.” Spike’s glare made him reconsider. “I was looking at you and thinking about how beautiful you are and I started sounding like a Disney movie.”

Spike grinned and prowled over to the bed. “Oh yeah, pet? Who did I remind you of? The Beast?”

Xander grinned back. “Nope! Snow White.”

Spike growled and pounced, landing on top of his mate. “Snow White?” He flashed his fangs at Xander, who only started laughing harder.

“Lips as red as the reddest rose, skin as white as snow…” Xander trailed off as laughter overtook him once more. Spike silenced the laughter with a single kiss that deepened and became so much more.

Xander suddenly had trouble remembering why he had been laughing. Spike’s lips pressed against his, cool and demanding. “Touch me again, love,” Spike murmured against Xander’s mouth. “Touch me again.”

Xander ran his hands down Spike’s back, tickling the vampire’s sensitive sides as he went. He grabbed one full globe in each sun-browned hand and squeezed gently, enjoying Spike’s tremors as Xander’s fingers brushed over his opening.

“Yeah, love.”

Xander rolled them so that he was lying on top of the blond, pausing his groping to thrust against Spike for a moment. “Like that, Spike?” Xander’s voice was amused as he watched Spike undulate in pleasure beneath him.

“Uhhnn…” answered Spike.

Xander began kissing across Spike’s face and neck, reaching as far as he could without moving his cock away from Spike’s. Finally, he pulled away gently, moving down Spike’s body, amazed at the remarkable creature that was sharing his bed.

He drew Spike’s cock into his mouth, teasing his mate with licks and sucks, but never really applying any pressure. Spike moaned and thrashed beneath his ministrations and Xander smiled around the girth in his mouth.

Warm fingers brushed against Spike’s puckered opening and he moaned, thrusting his cock deeper into Xander’s mouth. Xander pulled away and smacked Spike on the leg. “Knock it off!”

“Can’t help it! So bloody hot!” Spike moaned as Xander’s mouth continued its work. Xander caressed the underside of Spike’s cock with his tongue, drawing intricate designs on the beloved skin.

Xander released Spike with a pop and moved up his lover’s body. “Want to be inside you, Spike. Want to make love to you.”

“Oh, yes, Xander, please!” Spike thrust up against Xander, bringing their cocks together.

Xander reached for the bedside table, fumbling for the lube. He found the tube and squeezed a generous amount onto his fingers. Leaning in to kiss Spike, Xander dropped his right hand down to caress Spike’s opening.

He pressed two fingers into Spike’s ass, again amazed at the tightness of the muscles. Spike trembled, trying to force himself to relax. Xander felt the rings of muscle opening for him and dropped down, replacing his fingers with his tongue.

Spike jerked in reaction to the warm touch of Xander’s tongue and grabbed the base of his erection harshly. “Xan! If you don’t fuck me soon, I’m gonna come all over the bed instead of on you.”

Xander knelt up between Spike’s legs. He smiled down at his mate as he lubed up his cock with the rest of the slick on his fingers. His smile turned rakish as he tossed Spike’s legs over his shoulders. Spike began to giggle at the look on Xander’s face and Xander pounced.

“You think I’m funny, huh?” Xander took aim and pushed hard into Spike’s ass. Spike’s head lolled back and his eyes rolled as Xander took possession of his body. The heat of his lover burned into his core.

“Xander! Love!” Spike released his erection and immediately began spurting lines of seed across his chest and stomach.

Xander looked down at his mate who was lost in ecstasy. He could feel Spike shuddering around him and struggled to maintain control of his own body’s responses. He wanted to hold onto the feeling of Spike surrounding him, completing him…

“Spike!” He lost the battle and suddenly was filling Spike with his essence. Xander began to laugh and collapsed on Spike’s chest, his laughter vibrating through them both.

“Oh, pet. I love you so much.”

“Love you, too, Fangless.”

THE TRIANGLE 18