No More Snakes and Ladders....

[tabaqui]

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Chapter Eighteen...

"Really?" Xander asked, and Spike straightened from his perusal of Wesley's 'fridge.

"Really, love. There's mustard and soy sauce and duck sauce and some...something green. And an egg but it's cracked and..." Spike shuddered delicately and opened the little door to the freezer that was inside the 'fridge. "And this. It's...it's..." Spike frowned - scraped impatiently at fuzzy ice crystals with his nails and then dug under the little cardboard box. It took actual vampiric strength to wrest it from the floor of the freezer compartment.

"It think it's a pot pie."

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"Can't change the world, right?"

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Xander grabbed a handful of ketchup packets and dropped them onto the little girl's tray. With fish filets. *And good thing Spike isn't here to see the fried fish with ketchup show.* He dropped a packet of vinegar onto her tray too - to appease the gods of fish and chips. "That all?"

"What happened to your eye?"

Script changed, Xander stared back. "Huh?"

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"Fuck humans. Change the world one fucking corpse at a time, love."

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"This is bigger than just a few demons in some back room, you know," Angel said, and Spike couldn't stop the snort of amusement that puffed out of his nose. Angel shook his head - tapped the papers back into true and slipped them back into the folder. "It's Wolfram and Hart big and... And I want the two of you out of it."

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"I am human."

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An hour on, they'd driven past houses too big and houses too small. Houses owned by famous people Xander had never heard of. Then: "See that office up there?"

"Yeah." Xander looked in the direction their rental agent was pointing and saw a lot of offices. Brand new offices. Classy old offices. Some of them covered in so much ivy they looked like gigantic chia pets.

"There's a doctor up there who has a team of specialists from Hollywood. They've done things to people - he told me they had Nicole Kidman up there, fixing some sun-damage. Can you believe it? And - he's got prosthetic specialists, too. Remember when Mark Hamill was hurt? They put him back, good as new. He could fix that damage - nobody would suspect a thing, I guarantee it."

Xander stared at the agent and felt the names wash over him in a tide of huh? and 'what? and then it clicked and he almost choked on the word "Damage?"

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"It's not bad. It's...you."

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Xander's cell phone rang - tinny and small performance of Rebel Yell.

Spike groaned softly, shaking his head. "I do not look like Billy Idol, you wanker," he muttered. But fuck - it was better than cowboys.


Enjoy!

ETA: txrabbit asked so nice, i had to post another little S/X ficlet in the comments. Heh.

Comments

[txrabbit.livejournal.com]

Grrr....

If I whine a bunch, do I get another ficlet? Because I can do that if I need to!

Actually, I'm quite offended for Xander right now. Damage. Pththbbb. Jerk.

[tabaqui]

Heeeeeeee.
*pet pet*

Oh, it's okay. I'm sure Xander and Spike can muster LOTS of offense.
:)

[tabaqui]

Xander lay on his back in the middle of the library table, moving his head to the song on the radio. Busta Rhymes, and Xander absently tried to sing along to the lyrics without saying the 'N' word. Which Busta seemed to like.

He glanced over at Oz, who'd given off snarling and throwing himself at the mesh and now stood, tense and quivering, snuffing the air.

"Hey, buddy, I showered right after gym. That's not me you're smelling."

"Expect it's me, Xander," a voice said, and Xander popped up off the table like a jack-in-the-box - stared at Spike, who was sauntering down the stairs from the upper level.

"Spike! How -?"

"There's a door back there. Looks like nobody uses it. Convenient. So - how many hours you got left on pup-sitting duty?" Spike glanced over at Oz, who was snarling silently.

"Until midnight, then Giles is coming in, he has some research to - oh!" Xander's knees lost the power to hold him upright as Spike pressed up close and lay his palm flat on Xander's groin - on the erection that Xander had hid most of the day with a big, baggy shirt.

"Just like I like, pet - all hard..." Spike grinned at him, golden eyes and fangs and slid down Xander's body - undid button and fly and made an approving noise as Xander's cock pushed wetly - eagerly - into his hands. "You know how much I love it, when you're all smooth like this?" Spike's cool fingers and cooler tongue caressed hairless flesh from hipbone to pubic bone and back up and Xander braced his hands back on the edge of the table and moaned, trying to spread his legs wider. Thank god for the swim team and his introduction to hot-waxing.

Spike licked the tip of Xander's cock and then he was sucking him down to the root - massaging Xander's balls and reaching under them - behind them. Pushing. Xander moaned again - thrust wildly with his hips, watching wide-eyed as the demon took his cock between razor-sharp fangs. Spike looked up at him - let the tips of his fangs just prickle, all the way around. Rose-thorn prick and Xander wailed, shuddering, and came. Spike made a pleased humming sort of sound as he slowly cleaned Xander off, fingers still busy and Xander shuddering with after-shocks.

Then Spike stood up, shaking the demon away - pressed a hard, deep kiss to Xander's mouth as his fingers pressed the plug in Xander's ass in a little deeper.

"Now, pet, you be good and come straight to me after, and we'll see about taking this out," he murmured, and Xander whimpered - was rewarded with another salt-musk kiss. And then Spike was gone and Xander's hands were shaking as he did his pants back up. Oz was glaring balefully at him through the mesh, fangs gleaming.

"Sorry, Oz. You'll have to find a she-wolf."

[beau-soileau.livejournal.com]

*purrs only for you*

Thank you love. Such a pretty dance you have the boys doing... Mmmmm.

Now I can go to sleep and have nice dreams...

[txrabbit.livejournal.com]

Hmmmm.... wonder what I was doing when I got grabbed by the Spander yummies...

*rolls eyes*

Love this!

[tabaqui]

Hehehe.
Thank you!

[tabaqui]

Whooot!
Thank you thank you!
*snuggles you*

[darkhavens.livejournal.com]

::gibblewhimperthud::

Oh, my, that was fun! *g*

[tabaqui]

*snerk*
Thank you!

[julia-here.livejournal.com]

Oh, very naughty indeed. With Xander trying to be very virtuous frst, which makes it twice as amusing.

Julia, snerking away.

[tabaqui]

Thank you thank you!
These are fun!

[tsavoritegarnet.livejournal.com]

Hot!

Wait, did you say "another ficlet".

I think I must have missed one! Ack.

This one's really something. It makes me think of Rere's 28 days world.

[tabaqui]

Hehehe.
Thank you!
and Thank you!
:)

[txrabbit.livejournal.com]

Follow the link, lovely, and find the first one. Yum!

[tsavoritegarnet.livejournal.com]

I'm all for you pouting every week. Or, um, every other week. It is quite worthwhile if it makes Tabaqui write good ficlets like that.

Thank you for the link.

[moimoietmoi.livejournal.com]

*purrs*
Pretty sexy naughty fic! Yay!

[tabaqui]

Hehe.
Thank you!

[fanbot.livejournal.com]

Can I whine for treats, too?
Lovely bit, Pet!

[tabaqui]

Heeeeeeee.
THank you!

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

Hokey Smokes! Hotter than hot--andIhave to go to work! waaah!
At least I'll have a smile on my face! *kiss*

[tabaqui]

Heeeeeee.
Go, work! Think about it ALL DAY!
*snerk*
*smoooooooooch*

[lunabee34.livejournal.com]

Ms. Rabbit, I love you. You make tabaqui do such glorious things. *g*

[txrabbit.livejournal.com]

I asked very nicely...

And I may have promised her a few things, too...

*grins*

[cleeaz.livejournal.com]

Evil, I tell you - you're both getting more and more evil in your old age!

[tabaqui]

Who says we're old!!
Heeeeeee.

[cleeaz.livejournal.com]

Well your a day older than yesterday!

[tabaqui]

*snerk*

[altyronsmaker.livejournal.com]

*sigh* OH god. I needed that. I swear, y'all it's like verbal crack!!! I'm soooo addicted to this story! If I can't get the bump, then I'll take a little whiff. Now *sits and tries not to shimmy with w/drawals for the next week* I'll be good and wait. like everyone else.

Hmm.

_{I hate waiting.}

[tabaqui]

Heeeeeee.
Dude.
*pet pet*

Just a week to go!
:)

[julia-here.livejournal.com]

See me sit quietly and think "One less day until the next Square."

Which is a good thing, except it also means "One less day before I have to post Chapter 22" which, right now, is a mere little embryo of a chapter.

Julia, hoping for no kids home, cows out, stupid phone calls, or RL friends turning my comments into a pop quiz on a period of history I'm not even writing about

[tabaqui]

Ack!
Yeah - cows, kids, quizes - all bad!
But.
In the comments here, txrabbit asked for a ficlet again and i gave in.
Heh.
Go look!

[julia-here.livejournal.com]

Cara has decided she no longer believes in fences. This is not a good thing.

Julia, folding up like an origami pumpkin and giving up on this day

[tabaqui]

Ack.
No, not good.
*pets you*
*admires your precise pumpkin-ness*

[amejisuto.livejournal.com]

OOH! Loverly teaser and lovely, lovely ficlet! I can go to bed happy now! MWAH!

[tabaqui]

Thank you thank you!

[tsavoritegarnet.livejournal.com]

So do you two work to choose these for frustration factor? That's probably what the extra week is for - to add to the tempting and waiting to read part.

I'm still looking forward to the next bit, and now very curous about what's up from the snippits you've posted.


Now off to read your comments ficlet.

[tabaqui]

Ummmmm....
Yes!
I mean...No!
I mean...

Aren't they fun?
*snerk*

[tsavoritegarnet.livejournal.com]

Yeah, too late to cover. The secret is out now. :-) Shame on you teasing us all this way.

[tabaqui]

Well, you know.

Heeeeeee.

*love your icon*

[tsavoritegarnet.livejournal.com]

I had to go look to see which Icon I used. And I even used it twice. You'd think I was doing it on purpose. :-) It's by eyesthatslay. There's a link in the icon comments if I've screwed up typing her name. Thank you. :-)

[tabaqui]

Heh.
It's neat.
I'll go check her stuff out.

Thanks!

[moimoietmoi.livejournal.com]

"Fuck humans. Change the world one fucking corpse at a time, love."
Heee! Love this!

And damage?! What fucking damage?! Grrrrr

[tabaqui]

BWAAAAAAaahahha.
Yup yup.

*pets you carefully*
It'll all be good!
Prolly.

[authoressnebula.livejournal.com]

Damage? Damage???? He earned that damage to save the world, you evil person....Spike, eat the evil agent. Now.

Lovely lovely, and VERY glad Xander will be changing his ringtone. *grins* Ack, desperately awaiting Monday!!

~Nebula

P.S. WONDERFUL little ficlet; thank you muchly sweetie!

[tabaqui]

Hehe.
*pets you*
It'll be okay!

Thank you so much!
For both!