Square Twenty-Three:
Blunt teeth scraped - scratched - and there was want. Want and the crunch of shifting bone and sharp teeth - burning bite - deep bite and a growl that went straight to his cock and -
*Fuckfuckfuck. This is it.*
"Now's your part, love, now's the hard part...Come on, love, drink now. I've got you and you're safe, just drink, pet..."
Wash of yes and love and cold from Xander. Fading fast, now. Light burning brighter and then - not at all.
The phone rang.
And rang again.
The machine picked up.
'You've got Xander. I can't come to the phone right now because I'm dead. Leave your name and number and I'll get back to you tomorrow.'
It was Willow again, sounding - strident.
"Xander! This really isn't funny! Pick up the phone, mister! I'm about ten minutes from teleporting over there... Xander?"
No More Snakes and Ladders - Chapter Twenty-Three will be Posted in Full June 20th
ETA:More Pout!Verse! For
txrabbit, of coz. Starts here and goes here, here, here, here, and here. Seventh ficlet in comments. Enjoy!
Blunt teeth scraped - scratched - and there was want. Want and the crunch of shifting bone and sharp teeth - burning bite - deep bite and a growl that went straight to his cock and -
*Fuckfuckfuck. This is it.*
"Now's your part, love, now's the hard part...Come on, love, drink now. I've got you and you're safe, just drink, pet..."
Wash of yes and love and cold from Xander. Fading fast, now. Light burning brighter and then - not at all.
The phone rang.
And rang again.
The machine picked up.
'You've got Xander. I can't come to the phone right now because I'm dead. Leave your name and number and I'll get back to you tomorrow.'
It was Willow again, sounding - strident.
"Xander! This really isn't funny! Pick up the phone, mister! I'm about ten minutes from teleporting over there... Xander?"
No More Snakes and Ladders - Chapter Twenty-Three will be Posted in Full June 20th
ETA:More Pout!Verse! For
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I am so looking forward to next Monday it isn't even funny! MWAH!
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*ahem*
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Finally.
*waits VERY impatiently for June 20th*
*taps toe*
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*scampers off to write more*
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BTW, finishing up Babylon. Such a wonderfully DARK tale you weave.
Now. Go back to writing.
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This is so not the moment I'd want Willow dropping by!
Julia, another week? sigh...
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*bounce*
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And dammit!@ Y'all better not kill Xander! Grrrrrr.
*is teary and sceerd* Please make it all better, please? *sniff*
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Can't wait to how everyone reactions to the new Xander, and how he reacts. Wonder if the dice will still love him?
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*ahem*
*pet pet*
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*takes deep breaths*
So...yes...next Monday, same time?
~Nebula
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*pet pet*
It'll be okay!
:)
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Good gods, what if Willow teleported in in the middle? *dies*
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*bounce*
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I've had a VERY long day and the rest of the week will be the same. Make them play for me?
Oh! Xander's turned! Yea!!
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"Fuck - please," he muttered, and Spike's hand stroked down his chest and belly - fisted Xander's own cock and tugged. But slow - gentle. Tormenting him.
"Do you like that, pet? Feel good?"
"Y-y-yeah -" Xander stuttered. The other Xander. His - twin, his copy. Demon brother, and wide brown eyes stared down at him - dark hair flopped over thick brows and *that scar, right there, under my - his chin. From when - we - fell off the see-saw. Willow cried harder than I did...* But Willow was so not what he wanted to think about as his...own body slid in and in until pelvis and hips were pressed tight to ass. And god - something. All those myths about twins were true, because Xander swore he could feel what the other was feeling. Tight clench of heated flesh and Spike's cool hardness pressed close behind.
Spike was leaning over - the other's - shoulder, one hand still slowly stroking Xander's cock, right hand on the other's chest, holding him tight.
Holding him still.
"Look fucking gorgeous like this, the both of you. Look so damn sexy..." Spike shifted a little and the other gasped, eyes fluttering closed. Spike was in him - fucking him as slowly as he was fucking Xander and Xander's legs were trembling, locked around the other's hips - around Spike's. Trying to pull them in and make them move and Spike laughed.
"Lean over him, pet. Wanna feel you fuck him hard," Spike whispered, and the other shifted - lifted Xander's legs so they were on his shoulders - leaned down, bending Xander in half. Soda-sweet lips hovering near Xander's and he had to. Had to wind his fingers in that thick hair that was such a pain to comb in the mornings.
Had to pull that face down, and taste - taste those lips. Do that thing Spike did with his tongue and teeth that he liked so well, just to hear himself moan. Shiver all through him, echo of sensation from the other. Doppleganger, clone - half his soul and Xander was sure that the skittering shocks of sensation were jumping between their bodies like sparks.
Then the other began to thrust, slow and then fast and then faster, Spike's hands on his hips, directing him - guiding him. Making sure he hit the right spot, over and over, until Xander was keening - breathless - begging.
"Spike - god, please - l-let me - please let me -"
"Shh, shh," Spike said, shoving as hard into the other, making him jack-hammer into Xander, making him lose his breath in a moan, hips twisting and pumping. "Nearly there, pet..." Spike was rubbing his hands up and down the other's back, hips sliding and shimmying and Xander had been there, on the receiving end of those moves and god, fucking hell!
Then Spike changed - grinned - leaned forward and sank his fangs into the sweat-sheened throat of the other and the other cried out, hoarse shout, his hips jerking wildly as he climaxed.
Xander felt it - felt the bite, felt the orgasm - felt Spike's body go rigid, his own orgasm coursing through him and Xander yelled, tighthotshiver going through him as he came.
Whatever rhythm they had stuttered and faltered and finally they all were simply lying there, panting, Xander slowly being squished.
"Gotta move," he grunted, and the other toppled sideways, taking Spike with him. Xander propped himself up - grinned and crawled over them, ignoring the 'hey!' and the growl. Got in behind Spike and cuddled close, groin to ass and hands roving slowly over cool flesh.
"How about a vampire sandwich? You wanna be the cream filling, Spike?" he whispered, and Spike chuckled - twisted around to kiss him.
"Oh, I think we can do that, pet. Got all kinds of things I want to do with you -" Kiss "And with you -" Kiss to the other's pouting mouth and they all three sighed in satisfaction. Sometimes, getting in the way was good.
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I've only just discovered this. Is it okay to archive it on Spander Files?
I see this one has been written by Tabaqui who allows me to archive, but it's been written specially for you, and I have yet to write to you for permission to archive.
Please may I archive it? And may I archive your own stories?
I have one of yours just linked, here:
http://spanderfiles.tripod.com/authors/rsk.html
I would like to collect some more, please.
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*bounce*
That's all she wrote, folks.
:)
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Yup.