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open_on_sunday challenge #122 - Heat
Jul. 26th, 2005 11:39 pmdarkhavensAuthor: darkhavens
Title: Overheated
Pairing: Spike/Xander
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be. No harm, no foul, no money made.
Notes: Yet more in my baby!vamp!Xander 'verse. Spike turned Xander, there are no souls here - that's all you need to know. :D
Body Heat
Xander's demon didn't seem to feel the cold like Spike's did, and every now and then Spike missed the young man's body heat. Oh, not enough to wish he'd never turned his human love, but just enough to make him feel nostalgic for a time.
"Don't you ever...?"
"No."
"Not even if...?"
"No! You think I'd give up everything we've got, just for blood warmth? I turned you cos I wanted you forever, stupid git. I'm not dumping you so I can dip my wick in something warm. Now turn the damn electric blanket up and get back under here."
In The Heat Of Passion
"Quick! Fuck me! Now!"
The yelling, bouncing thing on the end of the bed grabbed the covers and yanked them down and off, leaving Spike naked, game-faced and groggy.
"Huh?"
"Spiiike! Quick! I don't know how long this is going to last and I'm not doing it twice. Well, not today, maybe another time, but... Now, Spike! Stick your dick up my ass before I start to feel undead again!"
Spike paused, pondered his childe's insanity for a moment, and then pounced, pinning and piercing Xander's body in one thrust.
"What the...?"
"Hot water enema. 'S'not real body heat, but..."
Blue Heat
The sheriff almost caught them on their way out of Iowa, the blood of Riley's family still sticky on their skin. The high-speed chase and blasting through the roadblock made them horny, and once they lost the last car on their tail they stopped and screwed like mad.
They paused for snacks at a diner - the cook and a brace of labourers - then stole the big black truck parked right outside. They traded truck for car for bike for truck each time they stopped to eat, or fuck, or both, or just to see the view.
Xander's second road trip was successful.
NEXT
Title: Overheated
Pairing: Spike/Xander
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be. No harm, no foul, no money made.
Notes: Yet more in my baby!vamp!Xander 'verse. Spike turned Xander, there are no souls here - that's all you need to know. :D
Body Heat
Xander's demon didn't seem to feel the cold like Spike's did, and every now and then Spike missed the young man's body heat. Oh, not enough to wish he'd never turned his human love, but just enough to make him feel nostalgic for a time.
"Don't you ever...?"
"No."
"Not even if...?"
"No! You think I'd give up everything we've got, just for blood warmth? I turned you cos I wanted you forever, stupid git. I'm not dumping you so I can dip my wick in something warm. Now turn the damn electric blanket up and get back under here."
In The Heat Of Passion
"Quick! Fuck me! Now!"
The yelling, bouncing thing on the end of the bed grabbed the covers and yanked them down and off, leaving Spike naked, game-faced and groggy.
"Huh?"
"Spiiike! Quick! I don't know how long this is going to last and I'm not doing it twice. Well, not today, maybe another time, but... Now, Spike! Stick your dick up my ass before I start to feel undead again!"
Spike paused, pondered his childe's insanity for a moment, and then pounced, pinning and piercing Xander's body in one thrust.
"What the...?"
"Hot water enema. 'S'not real body heat, but..."
Blue Heat
The sheriff almost caught them on their way out of Iowa, the blood of Riley's family still sticky on their skin. The high-speed chase and blasting through the roadblock made them horny, and once they lost the last car on their tail they stopped and screwed like mad.
They paused for snacks at a diner - the cook and a brace of labourers - then stole the big black truck parked right outside. They traded truck for car for bike for truck each time they stopped to eat, or fuck, or both, or just to see the view.
Xander's second road trip was successful.