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Truth Denied

By: PervertedPages
folder -Buffy the Vampire Slayer › Slash - Male/Male › Spike(William)/Xander
Rating: Adult ++
Chapters: 64
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Disclaimer: 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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Chapter 43/62

Ethan came out of the shadows, clothed in black, with a silk, hooded robe with a black eye and split lip; an odd contrast to the rougher fabric of the monk’s robes, almost as if they didn’t belong to the same order. He was carrying that sports bottle again and Xander shook his head wildly. 

“NO! Not again! Not this time!” He clamped his jaw tight and pressed his lips tightly against each other. As a final measure, should Ethan manage to open his lips enough to get that sports bottle spout in, he pressed his tongue against his teeth, so nothing could get into his mouth.

Ethan held his head and shook it. “Open up Xander, there’s a boy, open up, come on, liked it last time, didn’t you? Refreshing wasn’t it? Now open up, it’s even cold this time. Come on Xan, you’ll like it.” He cajoled and pleaded, gently trying to work the bottle in.

“Xander, they don’t want me to, but if you make me, I will use magic on you to open your mouth and get you swallowing this brew,” he hissed, dark eyes going black as he called on his otherworldly powers, but Xander just glared at him.,

If he could have he would have, Xander reasoned, something about this, they needed him willing, they needed him to be a part of things, not just forced. Xander spat in Ethan’s face and lay back again and Ethan wiped away the gob on his face, taken aback, his eyes normal again.

Ethan stumbled away into the darkness to plot further with the leader, Xander was sure of it. He just hoped, whatever it was, didn’t include his heart on a pedestal on Spike’s landing.

The chanting grew louder and someone threw handfuls of incense on the coal burners on either side of the altar, making Xander head swim in the foggy thick scent. He closed his eyes as the smell permeated every pore of his body and he groaned, thirstier than ever. Wondering how he could convince these monks to give him a McDonald’s burger meal, and not spike it, he laughed at himself, feeling deliriously thirsty and hungry.

Who’m I kidding? I’m never having McDonalds again…
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