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BtVS Crossovers › Misc - Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
16
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12,999
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55
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Can I get some clean air here?! Please.
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Title: Can I get some clean air here?! Please.
Author: Merkat
Fandom: BTVS/Doom
Pairing: Xander/Reaper
Summary: Xander’s friends are being overprotective again and are pushing him aside. Instead of pushing back Xander leaves and meets someone new.
Disclaimer: All characters belong to their rightful owners... No money was involved. Characters belong to the people who created the shows I’m writing about.
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Sam just stood there for a moment with her mouth slightly open. What is a slightly turned on woman supposed to say when she walks in on her sexually aroused brother and his horny boyishly cute boyfriend? *Oops? Sorry I didn’t knock, should I come back in two minutes? I could find you lubricant?*
It took a minute of staring and fish impressions but Samantha finally spoke. “I found the reason for our unusual emotional outbursts . . . There was a powder . . .we’re um breathing it in as I speak.”
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Back in Sunnydale
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Dawn bit her lip as she entered the Magic Box. She had been calling Xander’s house for the past two days, rang his cell phone, and just an hour ago she went to his place. No one was there, and the super told her he hadn’t seen Xander in the last three days. That made Dawn really worry. Where could Xander be?
So a teary-eyed Dawn made her way over to Spike who was sitting at the table with his feet up and a lit smoke in his mouth. “Spike I think something happened to Xan! I’m tired of waiting for the others to catch a clue! Lets just go find Xander now!”
Spike took out his fag then put a finger to his lips. “Shhh, pet. No worries. You’re Buffness just found the letter . . .” And they watched a clueless Buffy opened the letter addressed to the scoobies. They watched emotions play over her face: confusion, anger, a bit of sadness, and a lot of annoyance. They watched the girl stomp her foot, let out a huff of breath, and open her mouth to yell. “WILLOW!!! Xander did something stupid again! We need to go save him!!”
Spike rolled his eyes as Buffy stormed into the backroom to find Willow and Giles, leaving the letter on the table. Dawn picked it up.
( Dear Guy’s,
It was nice that you all said everything was calming down, I thought it would be a nice time for me to go on a little trip. I’m also glad the EVERYONE works so well together when the new Big Bad attacked last weak . . . And all those scooby meetings that happened. I think there was ten within the last two weeks . . . I find it quite strange that I was only invited to three of those, and I had to hear about the rest of these meetings from Spike or Dawn! When I’m invited I’m treated as food guy! Buffy you seam surprised when I don’t come in with munchy type nourishment. Willow you stutter when I ask you questions!! That means only one of two things! Your trying to copy Tara so you can form a closer bond, which would be silly. Or you’ve been LYING to me all week! Both of you (Buff and Will) have been snippy! (Mostly at me!) I know this thing with the Hell god and other hellmouthy things is stressing you, but I don’t like being the scape goat that bares the blunt of your anger. I’ve been glared at enough this month so I’m going to take a little holiday in L.A.! Yay me!!!!
Be back in a day or two. Don’t call me I’ll call you . . .
Xander)
Dawn raised a brow. “This doesn’t say Xander’s in trouble . . . Why does Buffy think he’s in trouble from reading this letter?”
Spike shrugged. He had read the letter the day the whelp left, personally Spike thought the boy should have added something nasty . . . or at least rude. The boy was just too nice to the witch and slayer. Spike sighed. Maybe the slayer had the right idea about going after the whelp. Xander had been gone three days and a half days and not one phone call! Nor did he answer the cell Spike had given him . . . Though the whelp did say he might just stay a whole damn week in L.A. if he was mad enough.
Spike fingered the black cell phone he had in his pocket and wondered if he should try to ring his sort of friend again. If a third time is a charm, nineteenth must be extra lucky! Right?
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With a sigh Xander untangled his limbs from Reapers, but before he did that he gave the man one last little kiss. A little kiss that ended up turning into an open-mouthed tongue fuck . . . then a fast needy groping. Xander left the back room throughly rumpled, bruised lipped, and marked with hickeys. Though from the grin on his face Xander didn’t seam to mind.
Sam tapped her foot as she waited for her brother and new friend to get their ass’ moving. *They’re kissing like they won’t be able to do it again . . . * Though Sam understood there might not be a later, she just hated waiting when she had something to tell. Smiling as both men entered the lab She pointed to the computer monitor she had set up. On it were blood molecules, and in that blood was something odd. Thick looking blue particles were scattered around in the blood sample. And written on the tool bar at the bottom of the screen was a name: Samantha Grimm.
“Sam?” Reaper looked at his sister with worried dark eyes.
She smiled. “It’s ok John. This chemical won’t mutate physically . . . but it has been messing with all of us mentally. It may even be why Steffen is so completely unstable.”
“What is it?” Asked Xander as he took a closer look.
“It’s this.” Said Sam as she showed them a tiny dish lined with white powered. “It’s everywhere. I also found a more concentrated amount on the corpse of Dr.Carmack. I believe . . .I think that this unknown substance is decomposing C24.”
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Stepping through the nano wall Xander followed Reaper’s lead. The two young soldiers were to stay with their unconscious friend while Xander and Reaper escorted Sam to the vault. So far nothing was about. But everything was too quiet, well with the exception of one or three squawky rat things.
It was cold the further they went into the dark labyrinth that was the Mars facility, they could all see their breath as they breathe. Water dripped down from busted pipes. The distant sound of snarling echoed through the halls and all around them, making it hard to tell where the monsters are.
Walking under a vent Xander crinkled his nose as something dripped onto his hand and gun. The droplet of red dribbled down his hand and down his pale wrist, it soaked into his fatigues. Stepping out of the way of the liquids path Xander looked for the source. A source that was staring at him. Poking it with his gun Xander jumped back as a human head rolled out, it rolled for a moment then was stopped by Reaper’s foot. Xander met the man’s eyes, he found humor dancing in the hazel green depths.
“Lose your head Xander?” He asked with a smoky whisper.
Xander gave a slanted smile and tapped his own head. “Nope! Still on my shoulders. Besides that poor bloke under your foot is blond. He obviously zigged when he should have zagged.”
“Right. Now that we established that . . . Shell we continue before we join this poor man.” Said Sam as she tapped her foot. She was standing next to Stef who was playing with a knife and a severed hand. Xander vaguely wondered where the young man found the cleanly cut limb. He also wondered why Stef was giving it a manicure, and a good one at that.
“Monsters are coming . . . feet go tap tap tap . . . all this way! Singing bad songs of blood and hurt. They want to take my heart, but they can’t. Still using it. They could have it tomorrow.” Stef said with such a serious expression on his imp-like face. He looked at Xander then pointed behind him.
“Bad dog wants to fight with Xander . . .”
Xander bolted for the other side of the hall the moment he felt hot breath on his neck. The sound of fabric tearing sounded behind him and he felt air waft over his back. Rolling past Reaper Xander breathed a sigh at the sound of gun fire and the sound of a body dropping. Course he could have done fine without the spray of gore that showered him as the gun fire went on. Standing Xander wiped the side of his face then glared at the dead horse sized beast. It looked a little like a hyena only with scales and spikes.
“Lets get going. The longer we stay in one spot the more assailable we are.” Keeping to the walls they made there way slowly toward the vaults hidden location.
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Review please. Review yes!
Title: Can I get some clean air here?! Please.
Author: Merkat
Fandom: BTVS/Doom
Pairing: Xander/Reaper
Summary: Xander’s friends are being overprotective again and are pushing him aside. Instead of pushing back Xander leaves and meets someone new.
Disclaimer: All characters belong to their rightful owners... No money was involved. Characters belong to the people who created the shows I’m writing about.
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Sam just stood there for a moment with her mouth slightly open. What is a slightly turned on woman supposed to say when she walks in on her sexually aroused brother and his horny boyishly cute boyfriend? *Oops? Sorry I didn’t knock, should I come back in two minutes? I could find you lubricant?*
It took a minute of staring and fish impressions but Samantha finally spoke. “I found the reason for our unusual emotional outbursts . . . There was a powder . . .we’re um breathing it in as I speak.”
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Back in Sunnydale
*****************
Dawn bit her lip as she entered the Magic Box. She had been calling Xander’s house for the past two days, rang his cell phone, and just an hour ago she went to his place. No one was there, and the super told her he hadn’t seen Xander in the last three days. That made Dawn really worry. Where could Xander be?
So a teary-eyed Dawn made her way over to Spike who was sitting at the table with his feet up and a lit smoke in his mouth. “Spike I think something happened to Xan! I’m tired of waiting for the others to catch a clue! Lets just go find Xander now!”
Spike took out his fag then put a finger to his lips. “Shhh, pet. No worries. You’re Buffness just found the letter . . .” And they watched a clueless Buffy opened the letter addressed to the scoobies. They watched emotions play over her face: confusion, anger, a bit of sadness, and a lot of annoyance. They watched the girl stomp her foot, let out a huff of breath, and open her mouth to yell. “WILLOW!!! Xander did something stupid again! We need to go save him!!”
Spike rolled his eyes as Buffy stormed into the backroom to find Willow and Giles, leaving the letter on the table. Dawn picked it up.
( Dear Guy’s,
It was nice that you all said everything was calming down, I thought it would be a nice time for me to go on a little trip. I’m also glad the EVERYONE works so well together when the new Big Bad attacked last weak . . . And all those scooby meetings that happened. I think there was ten within the last two weeks . . . I find it quite strange that I was only invited to three of those, and I had to hear about the rest of these meetings from Spike or Dawn! When I’m invited I’m treated as food guy! Buffy you seam surprised when I don’t come in with munchy type nourishment. Willow you stutter when I ask you questions!! That means only one of two things! Your trying to copy Tara so you can form a closer bond, which would be silly. Or you’ve been LYING to me all week! Both of you (Buff and Will) have been snippy! (Mostly at me!) I know this thing with the Hell god and other hellmouthy things is stressing you, but I don’t like being the scape goat that bares the blunt of your anger. I’ve been glared at enough this month so I’m going to take a little holiday in L.A.! Yay me!!!!
Be back in a day or two. Don’t call me I’ll call you . . .
Xander)
Dawn raised a brow. “This doesn’t say Xander’s in trouble . . . Why does Buffy think he’s in trouble from reading this letter?”
Spike shrugged. He had read the letter the day the whelp left, personally Spike thought the boy should have added something nasty . . . or at least rude. The boy was just too nice to the witch and slayer. Spike sighed. Maybe the slayer had the right idea about going after the whelp. Xander had been gone three days and a half days and not one phone call! Nor did he answer the cell Spike had given him . . . Though the whelp did say he might just stay a whole damn week in L.A. if he was mad enough.
Spike fingered the black cell phone he had in his pocket and wondered if he should try to ring his sort of friend again. If a third time is a charm, nineteenth must be extra lucky! Right?
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With a sigh Xander untangled his limbs from Reapers, but before he did that he gave the man one last little kiss. A little kiss that ended up turning into an open-mouthed tongue fuck . . . then a fast needy groping. Xander left the back room throughly rumpled, bruised lipped, and marked with hickeys. Though from the grin on his face Xander didn’t seam to mind.
Sam tapped her foot as she waited for her brother and new friend to get their ass’ moving. *They’re kissing like they won’t be able to do it again . . . * Though Sam understood there might not be a later, she just hated waiting when she had something to tell. Smiling as both men entered the lab She pointed to the computer monitor she had set up. On it were blood molecules, and in that blood was something odd. Thick looking blue particles were scattered around in the blood sample. And written on the tool bar at the bottom of the screen was a name: Samantha Grimm.
“Sam?” Reaper looked at his sister with worried dark eyes.
She smiled. “It’s ok John. This chemical won’t mutate physically . . . but it has been messing with all of us mentally. It may even be why Steffen is so completely unstable.”
“What is it?” Asked Xander as he took a closer look.
“It’s this.” Said Sam as she showed them a tiny dish lined with white powered. “It’s everywhere. I also found a more concentrated amount on the corpse of Dr.Carmack. I believe . . .I think that this unknown substance is decomposing C24.”
************
Stepping through the nano wall Xander followed Reaper’s lead. The two young soldiers were to stay with their unconscious friend while Xander and Reaper escorted Sam to the vault. So far nothing was about. But everything was too quiet, well with the exception of one or three squawky rat things.
It was cold the further they went into the dark labyrinth that was the Mars facility, they could all see their breath as they breathe. Water dripped down from busted pipes. The distant sound of snarling echoed through the halls and all around them, making it hard to tell where the monsters are.
Walking under a vent Xander crinkled his nose as something dripped onto his hand and gun. The droplet of red dribbled down his hand and down his pale wrist, it soaked into his fatigues. Stepping out of the way of the liquids path Xander looked for the source. A source that was staring at him. Poking it with his gun Xander jumped back as a human head rolled out, it rolled for a moment then was stopped by Reaper’s foot. Xander met the man’s eyes, he found humor dancing in the hazel green depths.
“Lose your head Xander?” He asked with a smoky whisper.
Xander gave a slanted smile and tapped his own head. “Nope! Still on my shoulders. Besides that poor bloke under your foot is blond. He obviously zigged when he should have zagged.”
“Right. Now that we established that . . . Shell we continue before we join this poor man.” Said Sam as she tapped her foot. She was standing next to Stef who was playing with a knife and a severed hand. Xander vaguely wondered where the young man found the cleanly cut limb. He also wondered why Stef was giving it a manicure, and a good one at that.
“Monsters are coming . . . feet go tap tap tap . . . all this way! Singing bad songs of blood and hurt. They want to take my heart, but they can’t. Still using it. They could have it tomorrow.” Stef said with such a serious expression on his imp-like face. He looked at Xander then pointed behind him.
“Bad dog wants to fight with Xander . . .”
Xander bolted for the other side of the hall the moment he felt hot breath on his neck. The sound of fabric tearing sounded behind him and he felt air waft over his back. Rolling past Reaper Xander breathed a sigh at the sound of gun fire and the sound of a body dropping. Course he could have done fine without the spray of gore that showered him as the gun fire went on. Standing Xander wiped the side of his face then glared at the dead horse sized beast. It looked a little like a hyena only with scales and spikes.
“Lets get going. The longer we stay in one spot the more assailable we are.” Keeping to the walls they made there way slowly toward the vaults hidden location.
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