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open_on_sunday challenge #120 - Somewhere Else
Jul. 13th, 2005 12:26 amdarkhavensAuthor: darkhavens
Title: Location, Location, Location
Pairing: Spike/Xander
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be. No harm, no foul, no money made.
AN1: Three more scenelets from the unlife of baby!vamp!Xander.
Roadtrip
It would take at least a month for the anti-souling spell to be prepared, and Spike decided a road trip would keep Willow off their tail till then, which was fine until Xander realised that Seven hadn't been invited.
"She's a cat! She's always catching mice and rats, frogs and little puppies. She'll do just fine on her own till we get back, I promise, luv."
But Xander was unimpressed with Spike's faith in her survival skills, so a less than jubilant Spike, and a happy, bouncy Xander, set out to see the lower forty-eight with a cat in tow.
Flashback
"...Unless there's a bloody portal under the bed. Again."
"Hey, look! A Gideon bible in a demon motel? Those guys get everywhere!"
Xander waggled the little blue book in Spike's direction, and then opened it at the ribbon marker and started to read out loud.
"Gra'krsh na!ktul, dashnivryt ztsuk. Ba'aryma trushkinnitz, na!ktul, na!ktul. Okay, so, obviously not a Gideon bible. Does... Whoah!"
The carpet began a nauseating swirl as Spike dove onto the bed, just in time to follow Xander into the opening portal.
Blackness. Smell of sulphur.
"Please tell me you managed to keep hold of that soddin' book..."
Fresh Eyes
"Look, it's not that I'm bored or anything, but couldn't we do this somewhere else? Not all the time, but maybe just to break up the routine?"
Spike froze, hand raised high above Xander's taut white arse, and considered the words his childe had just muttered into his thigh.
"You think our sex life is routine?"
Xander pushed himself over onto one hip so he could see Spike's puzzled face.
"Spike, we've been coming to this club for three years. I know the kinks of everyone in this room. I want you to fuck me in front of strangers again."
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Title: Location, Location, Location
Pairing: Spike/Xander
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be. No harm, no foul, no money made.
AN1: Three more scenelets from the unlife of baby!vamp!Xander.
Roadtrip
It would take at least a month for the anti-souling spell to be prepared, and Spike decided a road trip would keep Willow off their tail till then, which was fine until Xander realised that Seven hadn't been invited.
"She's a cat! She's always catching mice and rats, frogs and little puppies. She'll do just fine on her own till we get back, I promise, luv."
But Xander was unimpressed with Spike's faith in her survival skills, so a less than jubilant Spike, and a happy, bouncy Xander, set out to see the lower forty-eight with a cat in tow.
Flashback
"...Unless there's a bloody portal under the bed. Again."
"Hey, look! A Gideon bible in a demon motel? Those guys get everywhere!"
Xander waggled the little blue book in Spike's direction, and then opened it at the ribbon marker and started to read out loud.
"Gra'krsh na!ktul, dashnivryt ztsuk. Ba'aryma trushkinnitz, na!ktul, na!ktul. Okay, so, obviously not a Gideon bible. Does... Whoah!"
The carpet began a nauseating swirl as Spike dove onto the bed, just in time to follow Xander into the opening portal.
Blackness. Smell of sulphur.
"Please tell me you managed to keep hold of that soddin' book..."
Fresh Eyes
"Look, it's not that I'm bored or anything, but couldn't we do this somewhere else? Not all the time, but maybe just to break up the routine?"
Spike froze, hand raised high above Xander's taut white arse, and considered the words his childe had just muttered into his thigh.
"You think our sex life is routine?"
Xander pushed himself over onto one hip so he could see Spike's puzzled face.
"Spike, we've been coming to this club for three years. I know the kinks of everyone in this room. I want you to fuck me in front of strangers again."