Hairy Thoughts, a collection of 4 drabbles for ![[profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
open_on_sunday challenge #93 - Hair
Jan. 4th, 2005 09:46 pmdarkhavensAuthor: darkhavens
Title: Hairy Thoughts
Pairing: Spike/Xander
Rating: PG
Email: darkhavens@slashverse.com
Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be. No harm, no foul, no money made.
I know he thinks I'm crazy, to be so fixated on a scar. He doesn't understand how much it means. He doesn't see it's evidence that he's not bulletproof, even though, of course, he technically is.
See? This is how I get when I try to explain just how important it is that I know he can be marked by something that affects him after death.
I need to know that, if I died tomorrow, he'd bear the scar forevermore, and with pride; be glad to have known my love, not be ashamed of bumping uglies with the Slayer's Zeppo.
~~~
What was it the bints were calling it the other night? Oh yeah, the 'pleasure trail'.
My Xan's got one of those, all wiry curls and silk soft skin, leading down from his lickable navel to the gorgeous toys below.
I can spend an age just nibbling along that arrow pointing south. His belly is warm and hard and hypersensitive to my touch. The play of my lips and teeth and tongue never fails to have him writhing and begging for more, but I make him wait.
There's nothing I love more than to hear him screaming out my name.
~~~
It took me six months to convince him to let me watch. He kept going on about losing the mystique, destroying the illusion, killing the romance.
I should have known it was all bullshit. The truth of it is he didn't want me to see the way he danced around the bathroom biting his own arm to muffle the screams as the bleach seared away the outer layers of his scalp.
After that he let me help. I'd blow him while he bit his arm, to distract him from the pain. He said he wished he'd found me years ago.
~~~
Silly sod went and got his hair cut off a month after we started shagging. Said those beautiful curls made him feel all girly now he'd got himself a 'boyfriend'.
I had to go out and kill things for three hours before I was calm enough to go back and tell him if he ever did it anything so stupid again I'd tan his arse so hard he'd not sit down for a week.
They grew back eventually, those mink-soft silken reins. They're down to his shoulders now, plenty long enough to wrap around my hands, around my cock. Beautiful.
~~~
Pimping: "The Colour, Sound, and Random Object Spander Ficathon.".
Signups are open until Saturday January 15th, and fic is due seven weeks after that, on Saturday March 5th, which, quite coincidentally is my birthday. Clever, eh? ;o)
The ficathon is open to all, including those without LJs, so pimp it wherever you can!
Title: Hairy Thoughts
Pairing: Spike/Xander
Rating: PG
Email: darkhavens@slashverse.com
Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be. No harm, no foul, no money made.
I know he thinks I'm crazy, to be so fixated on a scar. He doesn't understand how much it means. He doesn't see it's evidence that he's not bulletproof, even though, of course, he technically is.
See? This is how I get when I try to explain just how important it is that I know he can be marked by something that affects him after death.
I need to know that, if I died tomorrow, he'd bear the scar forevermore, and with pride; be glad to have known my love, not be ashamed of bumping uglies with the Slayer's Zeppo.
~~~
What was it the bints were calling it the other night? Oh yeah, the 'pleasure trail'.
My Xan's got one of those, all wiry curls and silk soft skin, leading down from his lickable navel to the gorgeous toys below.
I can spend an age just nibbling along that arrow pointing south. His belly is warm and hard and hypersensitive to my touch. The play of my lips and teeth and tongue never fails to have him writhing and begging for more, but I make him wait.
There's nothing I love more than to hear him screaming out my name.
~~~
It took me six months to convince him to let me watch. He kept going on about losing the mystique, destroying the illusion, killing the romance.
I should have known it was all bullshit. The truth of it is he didn't want me to see the way he danced around the bathroom biting his own arm to muffle the screams as the bleach seared away the outer layers of his scalp.
After that he let me help. I'd blow him while he bit his arm, to distract him from the pain. He said he wished he'd found me years ago.
~~~
Silly sod went and got his hair cut off a month after we started shagging. Said those beautiful curls made him feel all girly now he'd got himself a 'boyfriend'.
I had to go out and kill things for three hours before I was calm enough to go back and tell him if he ever did it anything so stupid again I'd tan his arse so hard he'd not sit down for a week.
They grew back eventually, those mink-soft silken reins. They're down to his shoulders now, plenty long enough to wrap around my hands, around my cock. Beautiful.
~~~
Pimping: "The Colour, Sound, and Random Object Spander Ficathon.".
Signups are open until Saturday January 15th, and fic is due seven weeks after that, on Saturday March 5th, which, quite coincidentally is my birthday. Clever, eh? ;o)
The ficathon is open to all, including those without LJs, so pimp it wherever you can!
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on 2005-01-04 09:57 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2005-01-04 09:59 pm (UTC)these are lovely sweetie!
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on 2005-01-04 10:05 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2005-01-04 10:11 pm (UTC)Thanks!
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on 2005-01-04 10:12 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2005-01-04 10:18 pm (UTC)The curls are too pretty to cut off, aren't they? ;o)
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on 2005-01-04 10:32 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2005-01-04 10:35 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2005-01-04 11:26 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2005-01-04 11:34 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2005-01-05 12:06 am (UTC)I need to know that, if I died tomorrow, he'd bear the scar forevermore, and with pride
*melts*
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on 2005-01-05 12:34 am (UTC)~Nebula
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on 2005-01-05 01:04 am (UTC)Xander is so sweetly insecure he just wants to know Spike will remember him... after.
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on 2005-01-05 01:09 am (UTC)Who knew those boys had so much to say about hair? *g*
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on 2005-01-05 01:41 am (UTC)no subject
on 2005-01-05 01:42 am (UTC)Spike, what a vain peacock! All the drabbles were great, but this was my favourite.
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on 2005-01-05 01:50 am (UTC)I did consider Spike's fleecy, sensitive armpits but... nah. And then there's nose-tickling pubes, but... four is enough. ;o)
Thanks!
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on 2005-01-05 01:53 am (UTC)no subject
on 2005-01-05 02:26 am (UTC)Well, except for Spike dancing around the bathroom in pain. lol Another picture I'll never get out of my head. Thanks. *g*
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on 2005-01-05 02:30 am (UTC)no subject
on 2005-01-05 03:57 am (UTC)I couldn't resist a caustic bleach joke.
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on 2005-01-05 04:28 am (UTC)Your writing is awesome. And oh, sweet gawd, this line...My Xan's got one of those, all wiry curls and silk soft skin, leading down from his lickable navel to the gorgeous toys below.
::drools::
I thought of that line while clicking on this pic...
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v621/funkparadise/nicholas9.jpg
I love your stuff and must friend you. May I?
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on 2005-01-05 04:36 am (UTC)I do love that whole series of pics. ::drools::
And of course you can friend me!
I can't promise to friend you back, as I have to be ruthless with my flist. If it's there I have to read it, so the more journals I'm reading the less time I have left to write.
So really, me not friending you = more fic! *g*
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on 2005-01-05 04:45 am (UTC)Coolness!
And oh god, please. I DON'T have a life to read. LOL
Me with no life = reading more of your fics!
We're a match. Hee.
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on 2005-01-05 10:05 am (UTC)*wipes drool*
*scrolls down*
*whimpers*
More? *puppy eyes*
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on 2005-01-05 12:22 pm (UTC)Fabtastic.
I hadn't seen your new journal layout. It is new, right? Or have I been asleep for a long while?! Love the graphic. Did you do it?
Suki
xxx
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on 2005-01-05 01:30 pm (UTC)I like.
*pets the bois*
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on 2005-01-05 06:03 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2005-01-05 10:51 pm (UTC)Er, onto the drabbles. I have hair love, nay, adoration. These called to all of them. I'd say the first was my favorite, but this time I really can't pick.
He doesn't see it's evidence that he's not bulletproof, even though, of course, he technically is.
You make pretty pictures in my brain. :)
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on 2005-01-06 03:47 am (UTC)^^^pets you^^^
No more hairy drabbles, I'm afraid. But more fic soon. ;o)
Thanks!
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on 2005-01-06 03:51 am (UTC)And yes, the layout is new, and yes, I made the header. :o)
I was under orders to get it done so my code faerie could redesign the journal. (You may have noticed her sweet little love notes in the columns where I'm supposed to put my links. *g*)
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on 2005-01-06 03:53 am (UTC)no subject
on 2005-01-06 03:54 am (UTC)no subject
on 2005-01-06 03:58 am (UTC)Thanks! I was given 4 hours to make a header (we'll not mention the two months warning, eh?) and I glommed onto one of the few screencaps I've actually gotten around to making (smoking!Spike) and the yellowy suave!Xander and went on from there.
Hair love! Hee! And they have such pretty hair. *g*
Thank you. :o)
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on 2005-01-06 05:27 am (UTC)About the drabbles, so good! Loved third the best, because I can see Spike trying to stop anyone from watching him in pain. *G*
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on 2005-01-07 12:29 am (UTC)Thanks. Yellow's not really my usual thing, but that pic of suave Xander jumped out at me and just set the tone for the whole header, and then the only colour that worked in the layout was the yellow. With pretty boys like that how could I go wrong? *g*
And Spike is such a vain, egotistical peacock, he's so much fun to wind up like that. *g*
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on 2005-01-08 09:22 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2005-01-09 12:24 am (UTC)no subject
on 2005-01-18 02:47 pm (UTC)*wibblewibblewibble*
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on 2005-01-20 05:53 am (UTC)That was my favourite bit. I swear Spike whispered those words into my ear as I typed. *g*
Thanks!
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on 2006-01-06 09:03 pm (UTC)