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Xander swallowed a mouthful of vanilla ice cream and let out a long, hungry moan. Then he began to lick away at the mounds of whipped cream, gathering up scattered chopped nuts as he went. His tongue mapped trails of strawberry sauce, pausing occasionally to nibble at the sweet candied cherry perched on top.

Spike looked down the length of his prone, naked body, and watched in awe as his mate consumed enough sugar to kill an entire diabetic ward. He loved it when Xander got creative.

"Aren't you supposed to have a banana in there somewhere?"

"Got you instead."