The first drabble in the
Thanksgiving Drabble Challenge.
Title: Fair Play
Author:
maryficDisclaimer: Don’t own em. I wish.
Feedback: I am so awesome I will force you to give me feedback with my mind - and my patented Barney Stare.
Word count: 418
Pairing/Rating: Spike/Xander, NC-17
Warnings: Kink (toys). Established relationship.
A/N: Part of my Thanksgiving Drabble Challenge.
x-posted to
nekid_spike He’d had it inside him for nearly three days. Even with breaks for the necessary bodily functions, Xander Harris was very uncomfortable as he tried to find a position that didn’t either shift the plug in his ass or make Spike notice him, which would also make the plug shift - because Spike would gleefully slide the bar up on the remote control. This would then make Xander inevitably shriek, if they were at home, or bite through his lip, or cheek, or tongue if they were in mixed company.
He was going to kill Spike, he really was. This was cruel and unusual punishment - or it would be. If Xander hadn’t used quite so much wasabi and ginger lube the last time Spike had broken the Christmas dildo in - with Xander’s hand firmly wrapped around the base.
Who knew vampires had such long memories? he griped silently, his pen scratching over the work invoices he was going over. The new contractor was trying to charge him - “Fuck!” he yelled, sliding half out of the chair as the pen scraped a solid line across the address section of the form. “Spike!”
The blond looked up innocently, his hands full of book. Not remote. Xander narrowed his eyes. “Where’s the remote?” The vampire version of the cool shrug, and a gleam of fang.
“Spike…if you don’t tell me where that remote is, I’m gonna-“
“Oh, you’re going to what, pet? Complain? Got one for your mouth, too.”
“After all I’ve done for you,” Xander muttered, turning his back. Of course, this was merely invitation, as he knew Spike hadn’t fucked *anything* for three days, and playing with a vibrating toy never did it for the vampire who considered sex a daily part of his nutritional needs.
He felt the solid press of his lover and grinned. “Turnabout is fair play, Spike.” He said, moving to push the advantage, dancing Spike’s body back to the couch. Obligingly, Spike laid on his back, hands behind his head. “I never play fair, Xander.”
The brunette’s eyes rolled back in his head and he collapsed on top of Spike as the vampire showed the remote in his hand, thumb pressing the slide unremorsefully all the way up.
end Fair Play