'Lost and Found', a set of 4 for
slashthedrabble challenge #13 Lost
Feb. 20th, 2005 12:04 amAuthor: darkhavens
Title: Lost and Found
Pairing: Spike/Xander
Rating: R
Email: darkhavens @ slashverse.com
Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be. No harm, no foul, no money made.
Warnings/Squicks: vamp!Xander, talk of murder, mild bondage.
Summary: More of my baby!Vamp!Xander. It's not necessary to read the previous ones, though they're fun!
Adrift
He awoke by degrees; sensations slowly returning to cold extremities, though his mind remained infuriatingly blank as he tried to remember who and how and where and why.
He was lost, adrift in a sea of confusion and impulse, hunger and fear, and so much loneliness and need he wanted to howl, to rend and scream, to forge the bond he knew was missing deep inside.
One hand on his shoulder pulled him into a tight embrace; a second pressed his face against cool flesh.
"Drink from your Sire, Xan. Drink and accept your birthright as a new Aurelius Childe."
Mystery Tour
"Spike?"
"Yes, luv?"
"Where exactly are we?"
"Heading for Missouri, Pet, remember? That last great aunt of Cornfed's and her whelps are there, down south a ways. You fell asleep an hour outside Peoria so I just drove. You've got a bloody death grip on that map!"
"You know I know we're taking care of Riley Finn-shaped business. When I asked you where we were I meant a name, a town... a State? I only wondered 'cause I'm pretty sure I just saw 'Welcome to Indiana' on a road sign back before you took that left..."
"You sayin' we're lost?"
Always Keep a Spare
Spike lay, waiting patiently, for him, which meant mild cursing, while Xander scoured the floor around the bed.
"I didn't hear it land, did you? It didn't hit the wall. It's all your fault for tickling me like that!"
"Like you hear you squeal, I do, and you know your squirming always gets me hot. Now calm yourself, it's gotta be down there somewhere, after all. Unless there's a bloody portal under the bed. Again."
Xander blanched and dropped onto all fours to take a look.
"No portals, just some fluff, and a key to a set of vamp-proof handcuffs..."
Snuffed Out
Xander watched his family interacting over dinner and for the very first time felt secure. Dru had made it plain she wanted Angelus, not his Spike.
"You sure that poofy soul of yours is lost for good this time? No witchling's gonna stick it on again?"
Dru giggled and rapped Spike's knuckles with a fork.
"Daddy's nasty spark has been snuffed out. Pff! Gone! There's nothing left to stick on if they try." She pouted prettily. "Are you going to let me taste your kitten before you leave? I'll only take a tiny little nip."
"Hands off, Princess. He's mine."
NEXT
Title: Lost and Found
Pairing: Spike/Xander
Rating: R
Email: darkhavens @ slashverse.com
Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be. No harm, no foul, no money made.
Warnings/Squicks: vamp!Xander, talk of murder, mild bondage.
Summary: More of my baby!Vamp!Xander. It's not necessary to read the previous ones, though they're fun!
Adrift
He awoke by degrees; sensations slowly returning to cold extremities, though his mind remained infuriatingly blank as he tried to remember who and how and where and why.
He was lost, adrift in a sea of confusion and impulse, hunger and fear, and so much loneliness and need he wanted to howl, to rend and scream, to forge the bond he knew was missing deep inside.
One hand on his shoulder pulled him into a tight embrace; a second pressed his face against cool flesh.
"Drink from your Sire, Xan. Drink and accept your birthright as a new Aurelius Childe."
Mystery Tour
"Spike?"
"Yes, luv?"
"Where exactly are we?"
"Heading for Missouri, Pet, remember? That last great aunt of Cornfed's and her whelps are there, down south a ways. You fell asleep an hour outside Peoria so I just drove. You've got a bloody death grip on that map!"
"You know I know we're taking care of Riley Finn-shaped business. When I asked you where we were I meant a name, a town... a State? I only wondered 'cause I'm pretty sure I just saw 'Welcome to Indiana' on a road sign back before you took that left..."
"You sayin' we're lost?"
Always Keep a Spare
Spike lay, waiting patiently, for him, which meant mild cursing, while Xander scoured the floor around the bed.
"I didn't hear it land, did you? It didn't hit the wall. It's all your fault for tickling me like that!"
"Like you hear you squeal, I do, and you know your squirming always gets me hot. Now calm yourself, it's gotta be down there somewhere, after all. Unless there's a bloody portal under the bed. Again."
Xander blanched and dropped onto all fours to take a look.
"No portals, just some fluff, and a key to a set of vamp-proof handcuffs..."
Snuffed Out
Xander watched his family interacting over dinner and for the very first time felt secure. Dru had made it plain she wanted Angelus, not his Spike.
"You sure that poofy soul of yours is lost for good this time? No witchling's gonna stick it on again?"
Dru giggled and rapped Spike's knuckles with a fork.
"Daddy's nasty spark has been snuffed out. Pff! Gone! There's nothing left to stick on if they try." She pouted prettily. "Are you going to let me taste your kitten before you leave? I'll only take a tiny little nip."
"Hands off, Princess. He's mine."
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on 2005-02-20 12:14 am (UTC)no subject
on 2005-02-20 12:19 am (UTC)And thank you, sweetie. I've had Roadtrip!Spander in my head for a long time. *g*
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on 2005-02-20 01:28 am (UTC)::sharpens poking finger::
you already have us hanging with SBS and grungefic, adding one more to the fold will keep us all the more desperate ;)
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on 2005-02-20 01:34 am (UTC)::wraps self in nice thick quilt to protect against pokes::
Tart. :P
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on 2005-02-20 12:23 am (UTC)no subject
on 2005-02-20 01:11 am (UTC)I really like the one with the lost key, that would so happen to me! Hee!
Me too! (Thank heavens for cuffs with discreet safety releases. *g*)
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on 2005-02-20 12:28 am (UTC)I lurve this little drabble series. I don't even really LIKE drabbles - I feel like they're too short to leave me feeling satisfied, but I lurve yours.
Goddamnit. People like you are dragging me back into the Spike/Xander world of despair.
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on 2005-02-20 01:23 am (UTC)Despair? There is no despair here. Delight, deliciousness, demon lovin' demon-magnet, depravity and debauchery, yes. *g*
Thank you! :o)
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on 2005-02-20 01:48 am (UTC)Pooooh.
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on 2005-02-20 02:11 am (UTC)no subject
on 2005-02-20 12:52 am (UTC)no subject
on 2005-02-20 01:27 am (UTC)Thankee. :o)
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on 2005-02-20 01:33 am (UTC)no subject
on 2005-02-20 12:54 am (UTC)Neat!!
Hehe.
Such fun stuff.
:)
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on 2005-02-20 01:32 am (UTC)no subject
on 2005-02-20 02:03 am (UTC)no subject
on 2005-02-20 02:13 am (UTC)And I'm sure Xander would never accuse his beloved Sire of getting them lost - not in those exact words... Hee!
Thanks, sweetie. :o)
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on 2005-02-20 03:06 am (UTC)no subject
on 2005-02-20 05:34 am (UTC)Thankee. :o)
There will be more, of that I am sure.
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on 2005-02-20 03:42 am (UTC)(and, of course, Spike would get lost on the way to eviscerate his mortal enemies. *g*)
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on 2005-02-20 05:39 am (UTC)And Spike was too busy watching Xander sleep-wrestle the map to actually read road signs so it's Xander's fault really. Uhuh. Tis. *g*
Thankee. *smooch*
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on 2005-02-20 04:28 am (UTC)no subject
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on 2005-02-20 04:31 am (UTC)These are just awesome! Loved 'em sweetie! *snogs you*
~Nebula
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on 2005-02-20 05:47 am (UTC)The 'mystery tour' was Xander's fault for falling asleep while navigating and looking so adorable sleep-wrestling the map and... Well, that's Spike's story and he's sticking to it. :P
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on 2005-02-20 07:31 am (UTC)Your baby!vamp!Xander is as forgetful as my human Xan - both losing the keys to the handcuffs (even without Giles' intervention).
Poor Spike, he's really got his work cut out for him - lol
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on 2005-02-22 12:58 am (UTC)Ah, but this was definitely Spike's fault. If he hadn't tickled Xander -though I'm not entirely sure where he tickled, or what he tickled with, being all cuffed and immobile... o.O
Thanks, darlin'
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on 2005-02-20 11:53 am (UTC)no subject
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on 2005-02-20 02:57 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2005-02-22 01:49 am (UTC)Oh, I think he has his hands very full with Xander. And somehow I don't think Xander would appreciate the competition. *g*
Thanks, sweetie.
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on 2005-02-20 06:45 pm (UTC)I can't read this verse without sighing: AAAUUUWWWWWW!!!!!!
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on 2005-02-22 01:51 am (UTC)Thanks. :o)
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on 2005-02-20 06:51 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2005-02-22 01:53 am (UTC)Thanks, sweetie.
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on 2005-02-21 11:36 am (UTC)"Like to hear you squeal, I do, and you know your squirming always gets me hot. Now calm yourself, it's gotta be down there somewhere, after all. Unless there's a bloody portal under the bed. Again." lol really funny that one!
And possessive Spike is so, so good! *purrs*
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on 2005-02-22 01:57 am (UTC)Possessive!Spike is verrrrrrrrrrrrrrrry good. ;o)
Thanks, sweetie.