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darkhavensAuthor: darkhavens
Title: A Week in the (Un)Life Of… 5/5
Pairing: Spike/Xander
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Rating: PG-13 for now
Words: 374 (2343 words in total)
Feedback/Concrit: darkhavens @ slashverse.com
Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be. No harm, no foul, no money made.
Summary: Xander loves Friday afternoons.
Notes: Written for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
stagesoflove 2006, Round 3, 'Five Days', day #5 - Friday.
Day #1 Monday, day #2 Tuesday, day #3 Wednesday, day #4 Thursday.
You can start at the beginning, with Monday, or you can read the final part here:
Friday
On Fridays, Xander takes a break from his Monday through Thursday role as big brother/comfortador/Mr Fixit to the latest horde of proto-Slayers.
Growing up in Sunnydale he never imagined there would come a time when he would consider a day doing paperwork as 'a break' from the stresses of his everyday life. But then, he never imagined setting up house in England with his insatiable male vampire lover either, and look how that turned out. He's not complaining.
When the phone on his desk - and the fact that he has a desk, complete with computer, phone and intercom manages to wig him out on a regular basis (he's still trying to pretend the filing cabinets don't exist) - rings, he instinctively looks at the clock.
Wow. That time already?
Settling back in his executive office chair, he scoops up the receiver.
"Hey, Baby, whatcha wearing?"
There's a quiet, disapproving sniff and then, "It's your three o'clock call, Mr Harris. Shall I put him through?"
And that would be the bane of his life, the unbending Ms Carr - always trying to catch him off guard and usually succeeding. He spent the first six months at the Council trying to get her to call him Xander, but she ended up winning that particular battle of wills. Still, he feels he won the war over 'Don't come into the office unless I actually say your name,' after she sailed in on the heels of a particularly loud 'Oh, gods, yes!' to find him bent over his desk being nailed by Spike in pre-orgasmic gameface.
That little incident had taught them both a valuable lesson. Xander now tries to make sure Spike locks the door when he drops in for one of his 'Bored now, let's shag!' visits, and Ms Carr can only be lured into his office by the clearly enunciated sound of her own name.
"Yeah, put him through, and, uh, make sure I'm not disturbed until I buzz you, okay?"
His only answer is a click, a moment of telephonic static, and then the sound of Spike's voice telling him exactly what he plans to do with Xander once he gets home.
Xander reaches down and unbuckles his belt. He loves Friday afternoons.
Title: A Week in the (Un)Life Of… 5/5
Pairing: Spike/Xander
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Rating: PG-13 for now
Words: 374 (2343 words in total)
Feedback/Concrit: darkhavens @ slashverse.com
Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be. No harm, no foul, no money made.
Summary: Xander loves Friday afternoons.
Notes: Written for
stagesoflove 2006, Round 3, 'Five Days', day #5 - Friday.Day #1 Monday, day #2 Tuesday, day #3 Wednesday, day #4 Thursday.
You can start at the beginning, with Monday, or you can read the final part here:
Friday
On Fridays, Xander takes a break from his Monday through Thursday role as big brother/comfortador/Mr Fixit to the latest horde of proto-Slayers.
Growing up in Sunnydale he never imagined there would come a time when he would consider a day doing paperwork as 'a break' from the stresses of his everyday life. But then, he never imagined setting up house in England with his insatiable male vampire lover either, and look how that turned out. He's not complaining.
When the phone on his desk - and the fact that he has a desk, complete with computer, phone and intercom manages to wig him out on a regular basis (he's still trying to pretend the filing cabinets don't exist) - rings, he instinctively looks at the clock.
Wow. That time already?
Settling back in his executive office chair, he scoops up the receiver.
"Hey, Baby, whatcha wearing?"
There's a quiet, disapproving sniff and then, "It's your three o'clock call, Mr Harris. Shall I put him through?"
And that would be the bane of his life, the unbending Ms Carr - always trying to catch him off guard and usually succeeding. He spent the first six months at the Council trying to get her to call him Xander, but she ended up winning that particular battle of wills. Still, he feels he won the war over 'Don't come into the office unless I actually say your name,' after she sailed in on the heels of a particularly loud 'Oh, gods, yes!' to find him bent over his desk being nailed by Spike in pre-orgasmic gameface.
That little incident had taught them both a valuable lesson. Xander now tries to make sure Spike locks the door when he drops in for one of his 'Bored now, let's shag!' visits, and Ms Carr can only be lured into his office by the clearly enunciated sound of her own name.
"Yeah, put him through, and, uh, make sure I'm not disturbed until I buzz you, okay?"
His only answer is a click, a moment of telephonic static, and then the sound of Spike's voice telling him exactly what he plans to do with Xander once he gets home.
Xander reaches down and unbuckles his belt. He loves Friday afternoons.
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on 2006-06-19 12:33 am (UTC)I just adore these kinds of ficlets! Those "what I'm gonna do when you get home" ones. All the porny hot bits are so implied and yeah. that makes it sexy.
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on 2006-06-19 12:36 am (UTC)Love. It.
*bounce*
:)
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on 2006-06-19 02:07 am (UTC)*snorffle* This was wonderful!
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on 2006-06-19 02:37 am (UTC)*howls* Loved that!
Ohhhh wow! What a great week!
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on 2006-06-19 03:14 am (UTC)This is a great little ficlet series....I look forward to each one.
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on 2006-06-19 05:50 am (UTC)Marie
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on 2006-06-19 08:49 am (UTC)*Purrrr....*
And so do I! A lovely end to a pefect series dear!! *Sniffles and looks around for more...*
Whaddya mean that's it?! *Panicks...* You will do more soon, tho - right?!
*Loves...*
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on 2006-06-22 08:16 pm (UTC)Sometimes implication can be hotter than graphic porn, because you get to see exactly what you want. ;)
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on 2006-06-22 08:21 pm (UTC)*puts more emails in your inbox*
You couldn't have done this when you were being lit's football widow?
I KEEEEED!!! :-*
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on 2006-06-22 08:22 pm (UTC)Filing cabinets are serious, grown-up stuff, and Xander's not ready to acknowledge that he's all growed up now. *g*
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on 2006-06-22 08:23 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2006-06-22 08:23 pm (UTC)There's always more fic waiting to be written, of that I am certain. ;)
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on 2006-06-22 08:25 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2006-06-22 08:27 pm (UTC)Australia played Croatia yesterday and I should probably go check the results so I know whether to cheer or pet if she pokes her head in to say hi. Only for her would I actually go looking for football results!
*smooch*
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on 2006-06-22 08:31 pm (UTC)*sends thank yous to sis too*
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on 2006-06-24 02:35 am (UTC)These stories are gems! Thank you!
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on 2006-06-24 04:28 am (UTC)Send your application in to the Head Watcher, Rupert Giles. *g*
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on 2006-06-26 05:53 am (UTC)Aw, now see what you've done. I'm going to spend the entire day imagining. It's a hard life. Especially if you have an insatiable vampire lover, apparently. ;)
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on 2006-06-26 05:57 am (UTC)Thankee! *smooch*
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on 2006-07-03 05:40 pm (UTC)Ms Carr wasn't part of the original plan but she made this final day. She got to play the 'straight man'. *g*
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on 2006-07-15 02:36 am (UTC)I love the little wig he has about the desk/office supplies and the Ms Carr understanding thingie.
So very cute. :D
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on 2006-07-15 02:42 am (UTC)Thankee, pookie!