Everything but the kitchen sink
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BtVS Crossovers › Misc - Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
12
Views:
5,622
Reviews:
30
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I don't own Btvs or any other series that may pop up in my fics. I am not making any money from this venture!
Know when to fold 'em
Thanks for the reviews!
demonsnakegod: yes, there will be more pairings. Is there a particular pairing you would like to request? I'll try my best to write it.
angelkitty: *giggles* I'm sorry that iceberg isn't working. *raises eyebrow* Should I have given you another bucket?
kelly: Yep, practice does make it perfect. I haven't seen Supernatural. But I'll try my best.
Know when to fold 'em...
fandom(s): Dc Comics/Justice League, Btvs
pairing(s): est. Batman/Superman, ust Batman/Superman/Xander, implied Xan/Wonder Woman, implied Xan/Hawkgirl
Summary: As the song goes, "Ya gotta know when to hold 'em, know when fold 'em, know when to walk away, and know when to run..."
a/n: *grins* This one was fun. My love for Comicbook Superheroes and Xander showing through.
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The room was still and quiet as opponents sized each other up. Practically daring someone to make the first move. Beads of sweat rolled down one opponent's face. The second one tried to appear nonchalant. While the final one, he stayed blank and as cold as ice. They had a reasonable sized audience for the battle of who has the nerves of steel.
Breaths were held in anticipation. The audience's eyes darted between the three combatants. Who would make the first move?
"Call 'em." rumbled the seeming unfazed Batman as he laid his cards on the table, "Four of a Kind." He swayed in his chair, a little drunk because of the Qualcorian Whiskey Xander had supplied.
"Damn..." cursed Superman, much to the shock of the spectators, as he threw down his hand, "Two Pair."
"Hmmm..." a small smirk appeared on Xander's flushed face. His one chocolate-brown eye twinkled merrily at the two superheroes who couldn't hold a little demon made whiskey. "A Straight Flush. Read 'em and weep, boys!"
Excited whispers broke out in the crowd of superheroes who stayed on the Watchtower to see two of the founders of the Justice League play poker with the dynamic newcomer. The thing was that the three weren't betting money... They were betting clothes. Yes, the stoic Batman and boyscout Superman were playing strip poker with Alexander "Xander" Harris. And not only that, they were drunk!
It was gossip worthy and something likely never to be seen again. The game was going to become a game of myth and legend.
"Well, boys," leered the not-quite-as-sober Xander, "Pony up and strip."
Poor Batman and Superman, they only played the game to see Xander strip. But it wasn't to be so. From the beginning it was doomed. Xander won more than he lost. The young man had lost his shirt in the last hand and that was it. Batman was down to his jock strap, and Superman his tights.
Batman, free from his cowl, knocked back the last shot of whiskey for courage. He stood up from his seat and took off the piece of cloth that had kept him from being fully nude. Then he threw it on to the table, and stood proudly in front of his audience showing off his strong and scarred body. His ice blue eyes watched as Xander licked his lips as the one brown eye roamed Batman's body.
"Like what you see..." Batman's growl was almost a purr.
"..." Xander looked up, his eye darkened in lust, "You should know I do, Batman. Your body is superb..."
"How about mine?" asked Superman, who had taken off his underwear while Xander had been distracted by Superman's lover.
"Oh, yesss..." rasped Xander as he turned to stare at the naked Kryptonian, "You both are very handsome specimens of the male species."
It was only fair that he get to stare at the eye candy before him. It was turnabout fairplay at that. They had seen him naked first. He was getting his due.
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*flashback, 4 weeks ago*
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The original members of the Justice League sat at the round table listening to the information Batman was giving about the new defense satellite. Everything was as normal as it could get in the meeting room. Well, going as normal as a naked human male appearing out of thin air and landing on Wonder Woman.
Wonder Woman stared at the feast of naked male flesh that literally fell into her lap. Suddenly, she tilted her head up towards the ceiling and mouthed 'Thank You'. She turned back to the eye candy in her arms and leered.
Dazed and confused, the young man shook his head to clear it. Obviously, he felt that there was something wrong about being stared at by costumed strangers. Then he noticed were he was, or he had felt Wonder Woman's leering at him. Either way, he jumped out of her lap like it was on fire, cursing up a storm.
He shouldn't have jumped up like that. It had drawn attention to his bouncing free, flaccid penis. It did draw many appreciative gasps from the ladies. It wasn't as if his nude form wasn't doing that already.
The naked young man looked to be in his late twenties. He was 5'11" with golden brown skin. He was broad shouldered with a lightly defined chest and abdomen that tapered down into a slim waist. His hips looked to be the perfect place to hold on to, and his ass was so tight a person could bounce a quarter off it. His legs were long and muscular ending in strong ankles and large feet. At the apex of his thighs was the real show stopper. His penis, while limp, had to be a least eight and a half inches to nine inches long, and about two inches in girth.
Reluctantly, they took their eyes off his penis. They were drawn back to his face. His oval shaped face was framed by shoulder-length, wavy dark, nearly onyx, hair. His bangs did nothing to hide his flashing dark chocolate eye nor the black eye-patch where his left eye should be flashing also.
Finally, they tuned into his rant. Curious and confused, they listened and watched as he paced behind Wonder Woman's chair.
"Stupid Powers That Be!!" the young man, who either didn't notice his nudity or be bothered by it. "Get rid of li'l old me to bring the pawns back in line so they can play their fucked up game of chest! Ha! The chaos and insanity which was my life had already affected others. They won't fall into line like obedient little ducklings. It's free will and all that good shit... Hehehe.. They should have tried harder to get rid of me when I was younger. Apparently, they didn't think one boy/man could fuck up so many prophecies. They're a bunch of dumbasses. Sending the "Chosen One", their "Slayer" to my hometown, that's where they fucked up drastically!"
Eyes gotten wider and wider as they listened. Only Wonder Woman somewhat knew what the young man was ranting about. Here was one who defied the Powers. The man didn't even seem fazed or scared...
Frowning, Batman was the one to stop the ranting. He cleared his throat drawing the man's attention back to the present. Startled, the young man flinched as he spun on his heel to face the League. Obviously surprised, he had forgotten that they were there.
"Oh, for the love of Pete!!!" He noticed the glazed eyes of the women and the man with the big s on his chest. "Where is my stuff? And where the fuck are my clothes?!!"
Female giggles, which didn't come from the ladies in the room, echoed and bounced off the walls. The young man cursed as his clothes fluttered down to land on his head, and a duffle bag appeared beside his feet.
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After the young man dressed, much to the disappointment of his watchers, they learned his name. Alexander "Xander" Harris. He told them some of his life story and the theory of why he appeared out of thin air. There was no way for him to return to his home dimension. So, they had to keep him.
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Flashback End
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Over the four weeks Xander had been on the Watchtower, many expressed their interest in the stranded man. Especially Wonder Woman, who had lured Xander into her personal quarters in the space station. They didn't see him until two days later.
Wonder Woman had bragged about how he had the stamina of Viking. She told most of this to Hawkgirl, but some of it made it to the ears of Batman and Superman.
Hawkgirl was next person to lure Xander into her room much to the disbelief of her ex-lover, Green Lantern. When the two reappeared a few days later, Hawkgirl and Green Lantern had big fight in the large entertainment room.
demonsnakegod: yes, there will be more pairings. Is there a particular pairing you would like to request? I'll try my best to write it.
angelkitty: *giggles* I'm sorry that iceberg isn't working. *raises eyebrow* Should I have given you another bucket?
kelly: Yep, practice does make it perfect. I haven't seen Supernatural. But I'll try my best.
Know when to fold 'em...
fandom(s): Dc Comics/Justice League, Btvs
pairing(s): est. Batman/Superman, ust Batman/Superman/Xander, implied Xan/Wonder Woman, implied Xan/Hawkgirl
Summary: As the song goes, "Ya gotta know when to hold 'em, know when fold 'em, know when to walk away, and know when to run..."
a/n: *grins* This one was fun. My love for Comicbook Superheroes and Xander showing through.
------------------------------------------------
The room was still and quiet as opponents sized each other up. Practically daring someone to make the first move. Beads of sweat rolled down one opponent's face. The second one tried to appear nonchalant. While the final one, he stayed blank and as cold as ice. They had a reasonable sized audience for the battle of who has the nerves of steel.
Breaths were held in anticipation. The audience's eyes darted between the three combatants. Who would make the first move?
"Call 'em." rumbled the seeming unfazed Batman as he laid his cards on the table, "Four of a Kind." He swayed in his chair, a little drunk because of the Qualcorian Whiskey Xander had supplied.
"Damn..." cursed Superman, much to the shock of the spectators, as he threw down his hand, "Two Pair."
"Hmmm..." a small smirk appeared on Xander's flushed face. His one chocolate-brown eye twinkled merrily at the two superheroes who couldn't hold a little demon made whiskey. "A Straight Flush. Read 'em and weep, boys!"
Excited whispers broke out in the crowd of superheroes who stayed on the Watchtower to see two of the founders of the Justice League play poker with the dynamic newcomer. The thing was that the three weren't betting money... They were betting clothes. Yes, the stoic Batman and boyscout Superman were playing strip poker with Alexander "Xander" Harris. And not only that, they were drunk!
It was gossip worthy and something likely never to be seen again. The game was going to become a game of myth and legend.
"Well, boys," leered the not-quite-as-sober Xander, "Pony up and strip."
Poor Batman and Superman, they only played the game to see Xander strip. But it wasn't to be so. From the beginning it was doomed. Xander won more than he lost. The young man had lost his shirt in the last hand and that was it. Batman was down to his jock strap, and Superman his tights.
Batman, free from his cowl, knocked back the last shot of whiskey for courage. He stood up from his seat and took off the piece of cloth that had kept him from being fully nude. Then he threw it on to the table, and stood proudly in front of his audience showing off his strong and scarred body. His ice blue eyes watched as Xander licked his lips as the one brown eye roamed Batman's body.
"Like what you see..." Batman's growl was almost a purr.
"..." Xander looked up, his eye darkened in lust, "You should know I do, Batman. Your body is superb..."
"How about mine?" asked Superman, who had taken off his underwear while Xander had been distracted by Superman's lover.
"Oh, yesss..." rasped Xander as he turned to stare at the naked Kryptonian, "You both are very handsome specimens of the male species."
It was only fair that he get to stare at the eye candy before him. It was turnabout fairplay at that. They had seen him naked first. He was getting his due.
---------------------------
*flashback, 4 weeks ago*
---------------------------
The original members of the Justice League sat at the round table listening to the information Batman was giving about the new defense satellite. Everything was as normal as it could get in the meeting room. Well, going as normal as a naked human male appearing out of thin air and landing on Wonder Woman.
Wonder Woman stared at the feast of naked male flesh that literally fell into her lap. Suddenly, she tilted her head up towards the ceiling and mouthed 'Thank You'. She turned back to the eye candy in her arms and leered.
Dazed and confused, the young man shook his head to clear it. Obviously, he felt that there was something wrong about being stared at by costumed strangers. Then he noticed were he was, or he had felt Wonder Woman's leering at him. Either way, he jumped out of her lap like it was on fire, cursing up a storm.
He shouldn't have jumped up like that. It had drawn attention to his bouncing free, flaccid penis. It did draw many appreciative gasps from the ladies. It wasn't as if his nude form wasn't doing that already.
The naked young man looked to be in his late twenties. He was 5'11" with golden brown skin. He was broad shouldered with a lightly defined chest and abdomen that tapered down into a slim waist. His hips looked to be the perfect place to hold on to, and his ass was so tight a person could bounce a quarter off it. His legs were long and muscular ending in strong ankles and large feet. At the apex of his thighs was the real show stopper. His penis, while limp, had to be a least eight and a half inches to nine inches long, and about two inches in girth.
Reluctantly, they took their eyes off his penis. They were drawn back to his face. His oval shaped face was framed by shoulder-length, wavy dark, nearly onyx, hair. His bangs did nothing to hide his flashing dark chocolate eye nor the black eye-patch where his left eye should be flashing also.
Finally, they tuned into his rant. Curious and confused, they listened and watched as he paced behind Wonder Woman's chair.
"Stupid Powers That Be!!" the young man, who either didn't notice his nudity or be bothered by it. "Get rid of li'l old me to bring the pawns back in line so they can play their fucked up game of chest! Ha! The chaos and insanity which was my life had already affected others. They won't fall into line like obedient little ducklings. It's free will and all that good shit... Hehehe.. They should have tried harder to get rid of me when I was younger. Apparently, they didn't think one boy/man could fuck up so many prophecies. They're a bunch of dumbasses. Sending the "Chosen One", their "Slayer" to my hometown, that's where they fucked up drastically!"
Eyes gotten wider and wider as they listened. Only Wonder Woman somewhat knew what the young man was ranting about. Here was one who defied the Powers. The man didn't even seem fazed or scared...
Frowning, Batman was the one to stop the ranting. He cleared his throat drawing the man's attention back to the present. Startled, the young man flinched as he spun on his heel to face the League. Obviously surprised, he had forgotten that they were there.
"Oh, for the love of Pete!!!" He noticed the glazed eyes of the women and the man with the big s on his chest. "Where is my stuff? And where the fuck are my clothes?!!"
Female giggles, which didn't come from the ladies in the room, echoed and bounced off the walls. The young man cursed as his clothes fluttered down to land on his head, and a duffle bag appeared beside his feet.
~~~~~~~~~~~~
After the young man dressed, much to the disappointment of his watchers, they learned his name. Alexander "Xander" Harris. He told them some of his life story and the theory of why he appeared out of thin air. There was no way for him to return to his home dimension. So, they had to keep him.
-------------------
Flashback End
-------------------
Over the four weeks Xander had been on the Watchtower, many expressed their interest in the stranded man. Especially Wonder Woman, who had lured Xander into her personal quarters in the space station. They didn't see him until two days later.
Wonder Woman had bragged about how he had the stamina of Viking. She told most of this to Hawkgirl, but some of it made it to the ears of Batman and Superman.
Hawkgirl was next person to lure Xander into her room much to the disbelief of her ex-lover, Green Lantern. When the two reappeared a few days later, Hawkgirl and Green Lantern had big fight in the large entertainment room.