Puppy Love
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BtVS AU/AR › Slash - Male/Male › Spike(William)/Xander
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
54
Views:
41,648
Reviews:
119
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0
Currently Reading:
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Chapter 39/50 - Seventeen
Title: Puppy Love 39/50 - Seventeen
Pairings: Spike/Xander
Appropriate Ratings: NC17 overall, this chapter... PG13
Warnings: None on this chapter
Short Summary: Puppy lets him know something.
Beta: LJ User purpledodah and LJ User Laazikaat
Concrit: always welcome in comments, e-mail or MSN, whichever.
X-posted to: -Complete list on my LJ-
A.N.1 This is in response to the prompt table given to me by LJ User hawk_soaring. Thanks bunches again!
I've been nommed at the RWSA!!!!
Comments keep my muse well fed. Please please please feed her? Writing is ever so much easier if I know people are reading and enjoying.
Xander was busily colouring in his colouring book, once more allowed to lounge on the bed, even if his ankle was still bound to the bed post. At least this way he could always get water, or food, or even use the bathroom…. But he knows Spike has that timed, and always shows up when it’s time so he doesn’t. He colours a goat green, with purple and red highlights. He never was one to do things the easy way. Well, okay, so he did most things the easy way, but colouring wasn’t one of them. He wanted his creations to be original and pretty.
The door opened and Spike sauntered in, smoking a cigarette which he quickly stubbed out in the ash tray by the door. Now that Xander thought of it, he rarely, if ever saw the vampire smoke anymore… was it because he didn’t like it anymore or because his pet was human and he didn’t want him to get lu ng cancer?
“Master, your slave offers you greetings and is so very, very happy to see you.” Xander had gotten into a kneel on the bed, smiling to himself. He was getting better at this greetings thing.
Spike plunked a plastic bag onto his desk and collapsed into his desk chair with a sigh. Suddenly he sat up and looked the boy over. “How old are you puppy?”
Xander blushed and looked down, ashamed to ask this, “What’s the date Master?”
“November 12th,” he answered easily.
“Then I would be seventeen by now Master, why do you ask?” Xander looked nervously up at Spike
“Never celebrated your birthday, I figure it’s time we did.” He smiled and stretched. “Got plans for you puppy, think you can live up to them?”
Xander shivered and barely hid a shudder, good times for vampires usually involved death and mayhem, things Xander didn’t want to be involved with. “You don’t have to celebrate it, never had it celebrated before, except by Willow and even then it was awkward.” He pleaded with Spike through his eyes.
“’M not your parents Xander, gonna made this seventeenth birthday one to remember, now I just have to plan. Next year, I plan on you telling me way in advance so I can plan something appropriate.” Spike practically clapped his hands with glee, he was very excited about his plans, and it was definitely not something Xander had ever done! This was going to be so sweet.
Pairings: Spike/Xander
Appropriate Ratings: NC17 overall, this chapter... PG13
Warnings: None on this chapter
Short Summary: Puppy lets him know something.
Beta: LJ User purpledodah and LJ User Laazikaat
Concrit: always welcome in comments, e-mail or MSN, whichever.
X-posted to: -Complete list on my LJ-
A.N.1 This is in response to the prompt table given to me by LJ User hawk_soaring. Thanks bunches again!
I've been nommed at the RWSA!!!!
Xander was busily colouring in his colouring book, once more allowed to lounge on the bed, even if his ankle was still bound to the bed post. At least this way he could always get water, or food, or even use the bathroom…. But he knows Spike has that timed, and always shows up when it’s time so he doesn’t. He colours a goat green, with purple and red highlights. He never was one to do things the easy way. Well, okay, so he did most things the easy way, but colouring wasn’t one of them. He wanted his creations to be original and pretty.
The door opened and Spike sauntered in, smoking a cigarette which he quickly stubbed out in the ash tray by the door. Now that Xander thought of it, he rarely, if ever saw the vampire smoke anymore… was it because he didn’t like it anymore or because his pet was human and he didn’t want him to get lu ng cancer?
“Master, your slave offers you greetings and is so very, very happy to see you.” Xander had gotten into a kneel on the bed, smiling to himself. He was getting better at this greetings thing.
Spike plunked a plastic bag onto his desk and collapsed into his desk chair with a sigh. Suddenly he sat up and looked the boy over. “How old are you puppy?”
Xander blushed and looked down, ashamed to ask this, “What’s the date Master?”
“November 12th,” he answered easily.
“Then I would be seventeen by now Master, why do you ask?” Xander looked nervously up at Spike
“Never celebrated your birthday, I figure it’s time we did.” He smiled and stretched. “Got plans for you puppy, think you can live up to them?”
Xander shivered and barely hid a shudder, good times for vampires usually involved death and mayhem, things Xander didn’t want to be involved with. “You don’t have to celebrate it, never had it celebrated before, except by Willow and even then it was awkward.” He pleaded with Spike through his eyes.
“’M not your parents Xander, gonna made this seventeenth birthday one to remember, now I just have to plan. Next year, I plan on you telling me way in advance so I can plan something appropriate.” Spike practically clapped his hands with glee, he was very excited about his plans, and it was definitely not something Xander had ever done! This was going to be so sweet.