Truth Denied
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-Buffy the Vampire Slayer › Slash - Male/Male › Spike(William)/Xander
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Adult ++
Chapters:
64
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75
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Chapter 47/62
When Spike got Xander to Ben’s house he wasn’t sure how he was going to explain to the cops on watch how he was carrying the kidnap victim to Ben’s house, but the idiot look outs were asleep in the morning heat, so he snuck them both upstairs.
Ben stormed at the door with a very angry look aimed at Spike which quickly melted to surprise, then shock. He ran and got the tub filled with warm water and Spike gently sank Xander into it. The men slowly washed away the blood, the strange markings, everything, and still Xander slept.
Ben carried him to the couch and covered him with a blanket and let Spike shower himself clean, before they sat down at the kitchen table and talked.
“You pulled a really dirty stunt Spike,” Ben hissed, looking over at Xander on the couch in the living room as he filled the kettle in the kitchen.
“Didn’t want you hurt, and it was for the best, lot of those booby traps, I couldn’t have explained, and you’da been dead as it was, but now we got a new worry. The demons that frequent us? They’re… they’ve been taken over by another demon called Ouranos, and he needs us to do something for him.”
Ben put tea bags in each of three mugs, making one for Xander, just in case he wanted some when he woke up and frowned. “Ouranos, Ouranos…. Sounds familiar.” He took out his laptop and brought up google and typed it in then yelped.
“Uranus! He doesn’t have testicles, he cut them off…. And threw them in the sea… and… stuff, lot of stories, but this is why he needs Priape’s help, that’s fine, he’s a god, but not a bad god, we can help him.”
“If what he wants doesn’t happen, he’s killing me and Xander for Priape’s attention to his needs…” Spike said, staring at the kettle, willing it to boil.
“Spike, how could you make a promise like that….” Ben whispered, and reached out to hold Spike’s shoulder.
“Because he was going to kill Xander anyways, this way I bought Xander some time. And if he dies… not sure I want to live anyways.” The water boiled, and Spike poured it into each cup. He watched them steep, then threw out the bags when they were ready. He held his mug and stared into it dully.
“Spike, that’s sweet, but how about we don’t let either of you die?” Ben asked, blowing on his tea.
“Look, got something to ask you. Told Ouranos that he’d get a double prayer in Priape’s chamber, two of us praying for Ouranos to get an audience with Priape. Can’t ask Xander, no matter what I feel for him, he’s got his own reasons and I can’t ask him, don’t even start Ben.”
Ben resolutely shut his mouth. “Need you…. Know you haven’t… not since Steven, don’t want you to think I’m trying to take his place… look just need to pray.”
“Spike… I can’t, not now, not so soon after… after…. You can’t ask me to, please.” Tears sprung out of his green eyes, making him sniffle.
“Need you, yeah? Can’t ask Xander. He’ll go mental wanting to, but not being able to, and he’ll hurt himself trying, seriously hurt himself so he’s no good to Priape at all anymore, trust me on this.”
Ben shook his head, crying, nose running, he looked about ready to run himself, “We can just jerk ourselves off and cum at the same time, yeah? We can do that, yeah?” Spike begged, needing something, anything, to hold his word to do this task.
“Spike,” he sniffled, “I can’t, not in there, not so soon, not without Steve, I’m sorry. I haven’t, haven’t…. not since Steve, not without him, and I can’t, I’m sorry, I can’t.”
What the buggering hell am I going to do?
Ben stormed at the door with a very angry look aimed at Spike which quickly melted to surprise, then shock. He ran and got the tub filled with warm water and Spike gently sank Xander into it. The men slowly washed away the blood, the strange markings, everything, and still Xander slept.
Ben carried him to the couch and covered him with a blanket and let Spike shower himself clean, before they sat down at the kitchen table and talked.
“You pulled a really dirty stunt Spike,” Ben hissed, looking over at Xander on the couch in the living room as he filled the kettle in the kitchen.
“Didn’t want you hurt, and it was for the best, lot of those booby traps, I couldn’t have explained, and you’da been dead as it was, but now we got a new worry. The demons that frequent us? They’re… they’ve been taken over by another demon called Ouranos, and he needs us to do something for him.”
Ben put tea bags in each of three mugs, making one for Xander, just in case he wanted some when he woke up and frowned. “Ouranos, Ouranos…. Sounds familiar.” He took out his laptop and brought up google and typed it in then yelped.
“Uranus! He doesn’t have testicles, he cut them off…. And threw them in the sea… and… stuff, lot of stories, but this is why he needs Priape’s help, that’s fine, he’s a god, but not a bad god, we can help him.”
“If what he wants doesn’t happen, he’s killing me and Xander for Priape’s attention to his needs…” Spike said, staring at the kettle, willing it to boil.
“Spike, how could you make a promise like that….” Ben whispered, and reached out to hold Spike’s shoulder.
“Because he was going to kill Xander anyways, this way I bought Xander some time. And if he dies… not sure I want to live anyways.” The water boiled, and Spike poured it into each cup. He watched them steep, then threw out the bags when they were ready. He held his mug and stared into it dully.
“Spike, that’s sweet, but how about we don’t let either of you die?” Ben asked, blowing on his tea.
“Look, got something to ask you. Told Ouranos that he’d get a double prayer in Priape’s chamber, two of us praying for Ouranos to get an audience with Priape. Can’t ask Xander, no matter what I feel for him, he’s got his own reasons and I can’t ask him, don’t even start Ben.”
Ben resolutely shut his mouth. “Need you…. Know you haven’t… not since Steven, don’t want you to think I’m trying to take his place… look just need to pray.”
“Spike… I can’t, not now, not so soon after… after…. You can’t ask me to, please.” Tears sprung out of his green eyes, making him sniffle.
“Need you, yeah? Can’t ask Xander. He’ll go mental wanting to, but not being able to, and he’ll hurt himself trying, seriously hurt himself so he’s no good to Priape at all anymore, trust me on this.”
Ben shook his head, crying, nose running, he looked about ready to run himself, “We can just jerk ourselves off and cum at the same time, yeah? We can do that, yeah?” Spike begged, needing something, anything, to hold his word to do this task.
“Spike,” he sniffled, “I can’t, not in there, not so soon, not without Steve, I’m sorry. I haven’t, haven’t…. not since Steve, not without him, and I can’t, I’m sorry, I can’t.”
What the buggering hell am I going to do?