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BtVS Crossovers › Misc - Slash - Male/Male
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Adult ++
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16
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12,970
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Making nice
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Title: Making nice
Author: Merkat
Fandom: Buffy/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.
Archive: Slash. Mpreg?
Rating: PG-13 . . . NC17
Parts: many if I don’t get a road block.
Status: Finished? No.
Series/Sequel: Nope? No idea
Disclaimer: I own nothing except the craziness that spews out of my head. All characters belong to their respective owners.
Author notes & Warnings: M/M fanfic. No Beta. Be afraid. My mood affects my writing.
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In the bathroom of the Blue Tree
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Xander breathed deeply as he tried to calm his racing heart. He truly didn’t know what came over him. One minute he was happily meeting his unexpected hosts, and the next hyena reared her ugly head. She had whined loudly in his mind about pack, pack that was left with inferior leadership and the new pack that was here. The pack that Xander wanted to claim, and in the case of a curtain dark man, to be claimed by in return. Xander knew the hyena was alpha, yet the moment she truly scented John Grimm she wanted to submit to his will. The emotions that coursed through Xander made him weak at the knees, with his mind in panic he bolted for the first door he saw. So now he was in the bathroom, he had used the toilet, and washed his face, yet his emotions were still just as confusing and powerful.
Finally a neutral ally spoke up. {We can bicker later about forming or not forming a new unit. Right now possible allies are confused about our actions. We should ease that.} Soldier was always the peace maker and Xander was thankful for that. He could already feel hyena going back to her small corner in the back of his mind, grumbling and whole way there. Soldier retreated too, but stayed close enough for Xander to call him at will.
Breathing deeply Xander schooled his features and tried to rein in the spontaneous lust he felt for John Grimm. Putting on a goofy smile Xander walked out of the room to find only Sam. Frowning he looked around for the wayward man.
“Hi Samantha, ware’s John?”
Giving her guest a bright smile, she spoke. “ He went to get breakfast. I’m glad your out of the bathroom I was getting worried. You didn’t fall into the toilet did you? John always leaves the thing up.” Blushing slightly Xander took off his brightly colored hawaiian shirt, it was warm in here so his black undershirt would do fine.
“Nah. I just ‘really’ had to go . . . ” He almost whispered.
Sam smiled as the boy ducked his head and watched the small tv with such strong focus. This Xander was a breath of fresh air for Sam. He was sweet and polite.
“John will be back soon, I hope you’ll stay and eat with us?” She said as she gave the brunet puppy eyes.
Xander was going to refuse, after-all he’d caused enough trouble, but the moment he looked up and met Samantha’s eyes he cursed. Puppy eyes were his weakness. Giving a little node, Xander went back to watching cartoons.
“John used to love watching The Justice league. He wanted to be a super hero just like them . . . ” She pointed at the screen, “You know save people.” She smiled softly as she remembered how empathetic and emotional her brother was back then, before their parents tragic death.
Looking at Sam’s wistful face Xander spoke. “Doesn’t everyone . . . I mean when I was little I wanted to be Batman!”
Sam raised a brow. “Batman? Most people want to be Superman, Batman has no powers you know.”
“Yeah, but he’s the coolest!! All dark and shadowy! Anyone that can do that can scare the baddest badass!!!” Xander said with a bit of enthusiasm in his deep voice.
“Really now? I’ll remember that the next time I meet some ‘baddest badass’ as you say.” Said Reaper as he stepped into the room food in hand. Xander watches as the dark-haired man walked into the room with the grace and fluidity of a Master Vampire.
Unconsciously Xander began scenting the man, trying to keep John’s wild sent within his memory. Hyena was once again stirring in the back of his mind. She was making a whining sound of a bitch in heat. Shifting nervously Xander locked eyes with the man before him. Brown/green eyes met whiskey brown, swallowing as a pleasant chill raced down his spine, Xander cleared his throat. “So what’s for breakfast?”
Reaper gave a slant grin and held up two plastic bags in-front of him, the name said Auntie Lu’s. “It’s from a diner down the street, they make good food.”
Sam snorted. “Yeah. Good food, it’s the only place you’ll order from. I swear what is wrong with plain ol’ Denny’s?”
“How am I suppose to know what they put in it if I don’t watch them cook it myself?”
“You shouldn’t have to watch them John.”
“Says the woman who sends her food back a dozen times till the foods exactly the way she ordered it.” Said a smug John.
“Hmm! If I’m going to buy it, they should make it how I want.” She said with her chin tipped up.
Xander looked back and forth between the brother and sister as he ate. It was like watching pin-pong only no ball and paddles. This conversation seamed like an old one. Xander was watching plain old sibling bonding. It was amusing.
Eating as they talked Reaper almost forgot the kid was in the room, he just felt so comfortable. Sam was giggling and Xander was giving both twins a slight smile, the kid looked entertained.
Smirking Reaper was about to ask the brunet a question, to get him involved in conversation, when he saw a red dote flash on Xander’s shoulder. Reaper had Xander and Sam in his arms before either could blink, he lay on top of them, his body protecting theirs. Both his sister and new (friend? Compatriot?) opened their mouths to question him, that was until the shots rang out. Reaper held them both close to him in-between the beds as the bullets zipped over him. Bullets hit the beds, burst pillows, and shredded the walls. The bullets thundered over head, one or two snagging Reapers skin. Finally the rain of bullets ended and a voice rang through the room.
“John Grimm this is the Rapid Response Tactical Squad . . . Come out without resistance and you will not be harmed!!!” Yelled a snobbish voice Reaper recognized well. *Shit*
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I own nothing. What do you think of my tale so far?
Title: Making nice
Author: Merkat
Fandom: Buffy/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.
Archive: Slash. Mpreg?
Rating: PG-13 . . . NC17
Parts: many if I don’t get a road block.
Status: Finished? No.
Series/Sequel: Nope? No idea
Disclaimer: I own nothing except the craziness that spews out of my head. All characters belong to their respective owners.
Author notes & Warnings: M/M fanfic. No Beta. Be afraid. My mood affects my writing.
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In the bathroom of the Blue Tree
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Xander breathed deeply as he tried to calm his racing heart. He truly didn’t know what came over him. One minute he was happily meeting his unexpected hosts, and the next hyena reared her ugly head. She had whined loudly in his mind about pack, pack that was left with inferior leadership and the new pack that was here. The pack that Xander wanted to claim, and in the case of a curtain dark man, to be claimed by in return. Xander knew the hyena was alpha, yet the moment she truly scented John Grimm she wanted to submit to his will. The emotions that coursed through Xander made him weak at the knees, with his mind in panic he bolted for the first door he saw. So now he was in the bathroom, he had used the toilet, and washed his face, yet his emotions were still just as confusing and powerful.
Finally a neutral ally spoke up. {We can bicker later about forming or not forming a new unit. Right now possible allies are confused about our actions. We should ease that.} Soldier was always the peace maker and Xander was thankful for that. He could already feel hyena going back to her small corner in the back of his mind, grumbling and whole way there. Soldier retreated too, but stayed close enough for Xander to call him at will.
Breathing deeply Xander schooled his features and tried to rein in the spontaneous lust he felt for John Grimm. Putting on a goofy smile Xander walked out of the room to find only Sam. Frowning he looked around for the wayward man.
“Hi Samantha, ware’s John?”
Giving her guest a bright smile, she spoke. “ He went to get breakfast. I’m glad your out of the bathroom I was getting worried. You didn’t fall into the toilet did you? John always leaves the thing up.” Blushing slightly Xander took off his brightly colored hawaiian shirt, it was warm in here so his black undershirt would do fine.
“Nah. I just ‘really’ had to go . . . ” He almost whispered.
Sam smiled as the boy ducked his head and watched the small tv with such strong focus. This Xander was a breath of fresh air for Sam. He was sweet and polite.
“John will be back soon, I hope you’ll stay and eat with us?” She said as she gave the brunet puppy eyes.
Xander was going to refuse, after-all he’d caused enough trouble, but the moment he looked up and met Samantha’s eyes he cursed. Puppy eyes were his weakness. Giving a little node, Xander went back to watching cartoons.
“John used to love watching The Justice league. He wanted to be a super hero just like them . . . ” She pointed at the screen, “You know save people.” She smiled softly as she remembered how empathetic and emotional her brother was back then, before their parents tragic death.
Looking at Sam’s wistful face Xander spoke. “Doesn’t everyone . . . I mean when I was little I wanted to be Batman!”
Sam raised a brow. “Batman? Most people want to be Superman, Batman has no powers you know.”
“Yeah, but he’s the coolest!! All dark and shadowy! Anyone that can do that can scare the baddest badass!!!” Xander said with a bit of enthusiasm in his deep voice.
“Really now? I’ll remember that the next time I meet some ‘baddest badass’ as you say.” Said Reaper as he stepped into the room food in hand. Xander watches as the dark-haired man walked into the room with the grace and fluidity of a Master Vampire.
Unconsciously Xander began scenting the man, trying to keep John’s wild sent within his memory. Hyena was once again stirring in the back of his mind. She was making a whining sound of a bitch in heat. Shifting nervously Xander locked eyes with the man before him. Brown/green eyes met whiskey brown, swallowing as a pleasant chill raced down his spine, Xander cleared his throat. “So what’s for breakfast?”
Reaper gave a slant grin and held up two plastic bags in-front of him, the name said Auntie Lu’s. “It’s from a diner down the street, they make good food.”
Sam snorted. “Yeah. Good food, it’s the only place you’ll order from. I swear what is wrong with plain ol’ Denny’s?”
“How am I suppose to know what they put in it if I don’t watch them cook it myself?”
“You shouldn’t have to watch them John.”
“Says the woman who sends her food back a dozen times till the foods exactly the way she ordered it.” Said a smug John.
“Hmm! If I’m going to buy it, they should make it how I want.” She said with her chin tipped up.
Xander looked back and forth between the brother and sister as he ate. It was like watching pin-pong only no ball and paddles. This conversation seamed like an old one. Xander was watching plain old sibling bonding. It was amusing.
Eating as they talked Reaper almost forgot the kid was in the room, he just felt so comfortable. Sam was giggling and Xander was giving both twins a slight smile, the kid looked entertained.
Smirking Reaper was about to ask the brunet a question, to get him involved in conversation, when he saw a red dote flash on Xander’s shoulder. Reaper had Xander and Sam in his arms before either could blink, he lay on top of them, his body protecting theirs. Both his sister and new (friend? Compatriot?) opened their mouths to question him, that was until the shots rang out. Reaper held them both close to him in-between the beds as the bullets zipped over him. Bullets hit the beds, burst pillows, and shredded the walls. The bullets thundered over head, one or two snagging Reapers skin. Finally the rain of bullets ended and a voice rang through the room.
“John Grimm this is the Rapid Response Tactical Squad . . . Come out without resistance and you will not be harmed!!!” Yelled a snobbish voice Reaper recognized well. *Shit*
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I own nothing. What do you think of my tale so far?