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BtVS Crossovers › Misc - Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
6
Views:
5,296
Reviews:
2
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Currently Reading:
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I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer (BtVS), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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Mischief And Mayhem
Author: Stephanie M
Email Address: wicciangirl51@hotmail.com
Disclaimer: I don’t own any of the characters featured in the story. The Buffy characters are property of Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, WB Network. The Xena/Hercules characters belong to RenPics and whoever else owns the rights to these characters.
Category: Crossover/Drama/Humour
tingting: NC-17
Summary: Xander finally has some fun and deals with Buffy!
Status: Complete
Part 3
In a deserted part of Greece a rumbled of the earth moving was felt as the ground parted in two as the Gods returned to their rightful destiny. The prophecy was almost complete, it was time.
Strife sat up in shock as he felt it, the tug on the back of his mind that spoke of the presence of another God. But that was impossible, wasn’t it? Strife thought to himself as he woke and dressed Xander.
“There better be a good reason why you’ve woken me up, like maybe you’re ready for round two.” Xander said as his rubbed his hard, dressed cock against Strife.
“Yeah, I am but we’re in trouble.” Strife said, as he gripped his lover’s cock.
“What a surprise (!) Why can’t we have one day without trouble? Let me guess the world’s going to end? Well fuck it, or better get fuck me.” Xander replied tugging at Strife’s leather pants.
Before they could get any further an echoing voice sounded inside the room, starling the pair out of their lust.
“Strife,xandxander. We request your presence right now. It can’t wait, I’m afraid.” The woman’s voice said as the pair disappeared from the room, their hands automatically together at the chance of danger.
The pair materialised in a large, but unfurnished room that was full of people. Strife broke into a smile at the sight of his fathers, ignoring the other Gods and Goddesses; he pulled Xander over to meet his family.
“I’m guessing by the happy smile on your face that we’re not going to be killed just yet,” Xander said with a laugh as Strife pushed throuhe che crowd so that they were standing in front of two dark haired men.
“Hey, Pops, Dad. This is Xan and he’s mine. These are my fathers, Ares God of War and Joxer God of Trouble.” Strife said as he hugged each man.
With a smile as he wondered just what the men thought of him Xander said, “Oh, that’s nice. So you’re the guys responsible for my man, huh? I d sup suppose you’d let me in on some good blackmail material would ya?”
“Pops, Dad please don’t!” Strife said pouting, hating the thought if all the embarrassing tales his fathers had about him.
“Maybe later, right now Hera wants to see you two.” Joxer said, a spark of mischief in his eyes.
“Oh great(!) Any idea what she wants with us? We haven’t done anything too bad.” Strife said, nervous about just what his grandmother wanted him for.
A graceful woman said as she moved over to the small group, “I just want to perform your marriage ceremony, Strife. It seems that you have found the man who is your mate.”
“Its good to meet you, I’m guessing that you’re Hera, right?” Xander said, looking forward to being married to Strife for eternity. It just seemed right, as if it was meant to be Xander thought.
“Well of course it was meant to be. We should know this, we are the fates.” A group of scantly dressed women in red clothes said, overhearing his thoughts.
“How come all of you are here now, I thought that all the Gods had been killed?” Xander asked, remembering what Strife had told him about the Final Battle.
“Some of us were killed and others were simply put in a long sleep until they would be able to return to the world again.” Hera said, before silence descended.
The room changed so that it was decorated in black and red with two large red pillars at the end of a red carpet. Hera moved so that she was standing at the opposite end of the room from Strife and Xander. She quickly materialised a gold cord to tie around the pair to symbolise their bond.
Strife was led down the path with Ares, who was smiling proudly and wearing his finest battle clothes. After they had reached the end of the aisle Xander followed them, with Joxer by his side. When they had reached Strife and Ares, Xander grabbed Strife’s hand and as one they turned to face Hera.
“We are here to join this pair for eternity. This gold cord symbolises the fact that you will be joined forever.” Hera said, as she tied the cord around their waists.
“Who here gives Strife for marriage to this man?” Hera asked, her voice loud and clear.
“I, Ares the God of War.” Ares said, his voice proud and sure.
“Who gives this mortal Alexander for marriage to this God?” Hera asked.
“I, Joxer the God of Trouble.” Joxer answered with a smile.
“Strife, God of Mischief do you take Alexander Lavelle Harris as your husband for eternity?” Hera asked, looking at Strife, her eyes glittering with amusement.
“Yes, of course I do!!” Strife said, annoyed at the question, like he’d be getting married otherwise.
“Do you Alexander Lavelle Harris take Strife God of Mischief as your husband for eternity?” Hera asked, her eyes looking at Xander kindly.
“Yes I do.” Xander simply said, still amazed at the fact that he was actually getting married to the man he loved.
“As the Goddess of Marriage, I declare you to be joined for eternity.” Hera said, causing a round of applause to echo in the large room.
As this was announced Xander felt a burst of energy inside his, it moved to ever part of his body. The knowledge of life as a God flowed into his brain from Strife. He felt full of life and energy, so strong that he felt his legs go weak. The connection between Strife and Xander flared with power as they were inside each other’s minds in a instant they knew everything about the other’s life so far.
Strife and Xander didn’t hear the noise as their mouths met in a kiss that lasted so long that the guests walked around the room, talking amongst themselves, waiting for them to separate.
As they parted Xander felt an arm on his shoulders. Turning Xander found himself looking into the eyes of Joxer, the man who was now one of his fathers. The thought filled Xander with joy; he now had a family that would love him.
“Welcome to the family. Unfortunately you’ll have to suspend the honeymoon. You two are now part of a prophecy.” Joxer said, his eyes shining with unspent tears.
“Oh, great another prophecy (!) What is it with those things?” Xander moaned, as thoughts of himself and Strife locked together in a room with a massive bed disappeared.
“What’s our role in the prophecy, then?” Strife asked, annoyance clearly in his voice at the fact that they had to go to work so soon after being married.
“Well, first we’ve got to let the mortals know that we Gods have returned. Then you’ve got to get together six people.” Ares said walking over, seeing how angry his son was.
“What’s so special about these people?” Xander asked, wanting to know what was so important about the people that he had his new husband had be the ones to collect.
“They are apparently going to be Gods. They each contain the essence of a God but it won’t come to the surface until the six are together.” Joxer replied to the question.
“We’re going to let everyoee tee that the Gods have returned by appearing to all the leaders in the world. Every other God will be doing that as you go and round up the six. Here’s a list of the Six, I don’t mind how you get them here, just get them.” Ares said, handing Strife a small piece of black paper, with the names written on in red.
“I guess it’s time to go.” Xander said, taking Strife’s hand in his.
“See ya Pops, Dad.” The pair said as they disappeared in a flash of blue sparks.
End Part 3
Author: Stephanie M
Email Address: wicciangirl51@hotmail.com
Disclaimer: I don’t own any of the characters featured in the story. The Buffy characters are property of Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, WB Network. The Xena/Hercules characters belong to RenPics and whoever else owns the rights to these characters.
Category: Crossover/Drama/Humour
tingting: NC-17
Summary: Xander finally has some fun and deals with Buffy!
Status: Complete
Part 3
In a deserted part of Greece a rumbled of the earth moving was felt as the ground parted in two as the Gods returned to their rightful destiny. The prophecy was almost complete, it was time.
Strife sat up in shock as he felt it, the tug on the back of his mind that spoke of the presence of another God. But that was impossible, wasn’t it? Strife thought to himself as he woke and dressed Xander.
“There better be a good reason why you’ve woken me up, like maybe you’re ready for round two.” Xander said as his rubbed his hard, dressed cock against Strife.
“Yeah, I am but we’re in trouble.” Strife said, as he gripped his lover’s cock.
“What a surprise (!) Why can’t we have one day without trouble? Let me guess the world’s going to end? Well fuck it, or better get fuck me.” Xander replied tugging at Strife’s leather pants.
Before they could get any further an echoing voice sounded inside the room, starling the pair out of their lust.
“Strife,xandxander. We request your presence right now. It can’t wait, I’m afraid.” The woman’s voice said as the pair disappeared from the room, their hands automatically together at the chance of danger.
The pair materialised in a large, but unfurnished room that was full of people. Strife broke into a smile at the sight of his fathers, ignoring the other Gods and Goddesses; he pulled Xander over to meet his family.
“I’m guessing by the happy smile on your face that we’re not going to be killed just yet,” Xander said with a laugh as Strife pushed throuhe che crowd so that they were standing in front of two dark haired men.
“Hey, Pops, Dad. This is Xan and he’s mine. These are my fathers, Ares God of War and Joxer God of Trouble.” Strife said as he hugged each man.
With a smile as he wondered just what the men thought of him Xander said, “Oh, that’s nice. So you’re the guys responsible for my man, huh? I d sup suppose you’d let me in on some good blackmail material would ya?”
“Pops, Dad please don’t!” Strife said pouting, hating the thought if all the embarrassing tales his fathers had about him.
“Maybe later, right now Hera wants to see you two.” Joxer said, a spark of mischief in his eyes.
“Oh great(!) Any idea what she wants with us? We haven’t done anything too bad.” Strife said, nervous about just what his grandmother wanted him for.
A graceful woman said as she moved over to the small group, “I just want to perform your marriage ceremony, Strife. It seems that you have found the man who is your mate.”
“Its good to meet you, I’m guessing that you’re Hera, right?” Xander said, looking forward to being married to Strife for eternity. It just seemed right, as if it was meant to be Xander thought.
“Well of course it was meant to be. We should know this, we are the fates.” A group of scantly dressed women in red clothes said, overhearing his thoughts.
“How come all of you are here now, I thought that all the Gods had been killed?” Xander asked, remembering what Strife had told him about the Final Battle.
“Some of us were killed and others were simply put in a long sleep until they would be able to return to the world again.” Hera said, before silence descended.
The room changed so that it was decorated in black and red with two large red pillars at the end of a red carpet. Hera moved so that she was standing at the opposite end of the room from Strife and Xander. She quickly materialised a gold cord to tie around the pair to symbolise their bond.
Strife was led down the path with Ares, who was smiling proudly and wearing his finest battle clothes. After they had reached the end of the aisle Xander followed them, with Joxer by his side. When they had reached Strife and Ares, Xander grabbed Strife’s hand and as one they turned to face Hera.
“We are here to join this pair for eternity. This gold cord symbolises the fact that you will be joined forever.” Hera said, as she tied the cord around their waists.
“Who here gives Strife for marriage to this man?” Hera asked, her voice loud and clear.
“I, Ares the God of War.” Ares said, his voice proud and sure.
“Who gives this mortal Alexander for marriage to this God?” Hera asked.
“I, Joxer the God of Trouble.” Joxer answered with a smile.
“Strife, God of Mischief do you take Alexander Lavelle Harris as your husband for eternity?” Hera asked, looking at Strife, her eyes glittering with amusement.
“Yes, of course I do!!” Strife said, annoyed at the question, like he’d be getting married otherwise.
“Do you Alexander Lavelle Harris take Strife God of Mischief as your husband for eternity?” Hera asked, her eyes looking at Xander kindly.
“Yes I do.” Xander simply said, still amazed at the fact that he was actually getting married to the man he loved.
“As the Goddess of Marriage, I declare you to be joined for eternity.” Hera said, causing a round of applause to echo in the large room.
As this was announced Xander felt a burst of energy inside his, it moved to ever part of his body. The knowledge of life as a God flowed into his brain from Strife. He felt full of life and energy, so strong that he felt his legs go weak. The connection between Strife and Xander flared with power as they were inside each other’s minds in a instant they knew everything about the other’s life so far.
Strife and Xander didn’t hear the noise as their mouths met in a kiss that lasted so long that the guests walked around the room, talking amongst themselves, waiting for them to separate.
As they parted Xander felt an arm on his shoulders. Turning Xander found himself looking into the eyes of Joxer, the man who was now one of his fathers. The thought filled Xander with joy; he now had a family that would love him.
“Welcome to the family. Unfortunately you’ll have to suspend the honeymoon. You two are now part of a prophecy.” Joxer said, his eyes shining with unspent tears.
“Oh, great another prophecy (!) What is it with those things?” Xander moaned, as thoughts of himself and Strife locked together in a room with a massive bed disappeared.
“What’s our role in the prophecy, then?” Strife asked, annoyance clearly in his voice at the fact that they had to go to work so soon after being married.
“Well, first we’ve got to let the mortals know that we Gods have returned. Then you’ve got to get together six people.” Ares said walking over, seeing how angry his son was.
“What’s so special about these people?” Xander asked, wanting to know what was so important about the people that he had his new husband had be the ones to collect.
“They are apparently going to be Gods. They each contain the essence of a God but it won’t come to the surface until the six are together.” Joxer replied to the question.
“We’re going to let everyoee tee that the Gods have returned by appearing to all the leaders in the world. Every other God will be doing that as you go and round up the six. Here’s a list of the Six, I don’t mind how you get them here, just get them.” Ares said, handing Strife a small piece of black paper, with the names written on in red.
“I guess it’s time to go.” Xander said, taking Strife’s hand in his.
“See ya Pops, Dad.” The pair said as they disappeared in a flash of blue sparks.
End Part 3