Tonight
Tonight
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By: Chen
Disclaimer: All belongs to ME (Grr!
Argh!), not me.
Spoilers: Not really. But could be.
It's my universe.
A/N: Never, ever poke the Chen LOL!
I do have a naughty streak! It's slash, but no torture. This time they actually
want it.
Thanks to the magnificent Moose for
the warp speed BETA.
This ficlet is dedicated to Kelly.
Fellow PI, co-conspirator in attempts at world dominance, BETA, sunshine and
friend. Wuv ya.
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The frilly apron did little to cover
his legs, but Xander liked it that way. Perhaps tonight Spike would stop
watching the telly and give him some attention. He adjusted the heart shaped
apron on his naked chest and proceeded to give the final touches to the dinner
table set for two.
"Tonight is the night... It's
going to be all right. Nobody is going to stop us now..." Xander sang with
the music coming from the stereo. "Candles? Check. Flowers? Check. Yummy
dinner with mucho blood cooked with my own hands? Oh so check!" He happily
pirouetted around the table and decided to freshen up before Spike got back
home from patrolling.
Xander heard the door slamming and
then silence coming from the living room. He was home! Taking one last look in
the mirror, he licking his fingers and straightened his eyebrows. After
weeks of long looks and innuendoes, tonight was the night he was going to
declare all his love and passion and oh! if only he lets me just touch that
tight, compact body of his... With a deep sigh, Xander made his way to the living
room.
Spike was standing by the decorated
table with a puzzled look when he looked up and saw Xander. Naked, but for the
frilly white, and damn!, transparent apron. The look on the man's face left no
doubt at his intentions. And if any were to be had, the way he was staring at
Spike's crotch and licking his lips would have made damn sure what his
intentions were. Xander wanted Spike.
Spike quickly appraised the
situation. The whelp had being a thorn in his side forever and kept badmouthing
him to the Slayer. It had been only because she had asked that he had taken the
new and improved Spike into his home. There was something else to take into
account. William may have professed his love for Cecily, but that had been only
because his real inclinations had been too abominable at that time. A Victorian
gentleman who liked boys? Unthinkable. But now, William was there... His desire
to taste what had been forbidden to him for so long making his voice stronger
than the others in Spike's head.
"Harris, you look...Very,"
Spike took a step towards the man who was trembling with anticipation.
"Very," Spike's voice dropped an octave as he whispered in Xander's
ear. "Appetizing." He reached behind Xander, who by now was
breathing heavily, and undid the bow on his back, letting his hand linger on
Xander's ass in a butterfly caress. "Want to find out how appetizing I am,
luv?"
Xander could hardly make out the
words. "Yes! Oh yes!" His eyes were pleading, mad with desire.
"Please?"
Spike undid his fly and brought Xander's
head down in one, quick, graceful move. "Enjoy, Harris."
Xander shot up from the bed, terror
of the nightmare.. dream shaking his body. "Oh God, no! Please, no!"
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THE END
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