Random Drabbles from RSK!

Drabble #2: Written for Willa
5-7-04

Paranoia. That's all it is. Spike is not looking at me like he wants to kiss me. The bulge that I can see growing in his pants is not for me. It can't be. Oh, God. He's coming closer.

"What are you looking at, Harris?"

His voice. Oh, his voice! Why is he looking at me like that? Oh, the drool, and maybe the fact that I haven't answered him yet. Fuck. "N..nothing, Fangless. Why don't you go back to annoying Buffy?" Oh yeah. That sounded convincing, what with the stutter and the saliva running down my chin.

Shit. He didn't believe me. Oh man, he's got that eyebrow quirked. And look, his tongue. I have got to quit this before I bust the seam out of my jeans.

"I think you are looking at something."

Lovely, there's the head cock. Cock. His cock is brushing up against my hip.

"Is this what you wanted, Xan?"

He is whispering in my ear now. No one else is looking at us, hidden behind the shelves. His skin is so cool, and softer than I expected. My hand is on his cock! He put my hand on his... oh. Cool fingers under my shirt.

"This is what you wanted. I can smell you; you know, your wetness, your desire. Want me to fuck you, Xan? Want me to bend you over right here, with your friends right there?"

Oh yes, yes, Spike. Fuck me, right here, right now. Why can't I talk? Have to touch more. Button fly, nice.

Yes!

I have never seen anything so beautiful and so... big! Wonder what he tastes like. Shit this floor is hard. Oh my, he tastes like honey and sin. How deep can I take him? Is that him moaning?

This is a dream, it has to be. Spike is holding my head while I suck his cock with Willow, Giles, Tara and Buffy not five feet away. His balls are so tight...

"Yeah, pet. Suck it, drink it down."

His voice is shaking as he comes in my mouth. I did that. I made Spike breathless and I made his knees give out. Me. Xander. The donut boy.

Kisses! He's kissing me, oh, so soft, so delicious. I want more.

"I want more. Meet me at your apartment in ten minutes. Gonna fuck you right."

My hands feel empty without his coolness filling them. I have to get out of here. He moves like melted chocolate...

"Xander! Did you find it?"

Book, book, where is the damn book? Ah! "Here you go, G-man. Gonna head home. Early day tomorrow."

No reaction, but it is enough. I am out of here. Eight minutes and I can touch del delicious skin once again. Seven minutes. Six. Almost home. Four minutes. Where is he? I don't see him anywhere. Why can't I get the damn door open! Argh! Two minutes.

"Shit! Spike, you scared the crap out of me!"

Strong hands turn the key and the door opens. Lips again, more kisses. Oh, yeah. This is heaven.