Spander drabble
I thought up the following little scene while I was in the shower this morning. Had to write it down. It's funny (I hope) and fluffy and based on an encounter of my own last night.
S/X, rated PG-13? (I'm so bad at rating)
Xander had been working 12-hour days on site and was exhausted, so he skipped patrol and went to bed early. When Spike came home a little after midnight, he found Xander sprawled facedown across the bed, sound asleep, legs tangled in the sheets. Spike stood in the doorway for a few minutes just admiring the view. His boy was beautiful, irresistible.
Instead of quietly slipping into bed as he usually did, Spike walked over to Xander's side of the bed. Xander's flesh called to him. He reached out and softly carressed the back of Xander's leg, sliding his hand up to his ass. At the same time he leaned down to place a soft kiss at the small of Xander's back.
"Aaaggghhhhhh!!!!!!!" Xander screamed and jerked from Spike's touch. His movement was so quick and unexpected that his hip smacked Spike in the face and knocked him on his ass. Xander was shaking with fear, his wide eyes trained on Spike but not quite focused on who he was looking at.
"Shh, Xan. It's just me." Spike stayed on the floor, worried about scaring the boy more than he already had. "It's just me, sweetie."
"Spike?" Xander had stopped shaking and was now looking rather confused. "What the hell were you doing?"
"I just got home. I didn't mean to wake you, I just..."
"You scared the shit out of me. Christ. Why didn't you just crawl into bed like you usually do?"
"I... you looked so beautiful. I just wanted to touch you. I didn't mean to scare you."
"I thought you were some stranger who broke into the apartment and was trying to rape me."
Spike cracked up laughing. "Rape you, Xander? Why would I need to do that?" He smirked and rose from the floor. "You can't rape the willing," he whispered as he crawled into the bed and pressed his lips to Xander's.
***
In other news - when I came into the office this morning my missing notepad was facedown on my chair. So I either left it somewhere or someone else walked off with it. I can't really imagine either of these happening, but no note from the person who returned it. Hmm...
And finally, sexy haiku:
the curve of your hip--
soft, enticing flesh, longing
to be licked by me
S/X, rated PG-13? (I'm so bad at rating)
Xander had been working 12-hour days on site and was exhausted, so he skipped patrol and went to bed early. When Spike came home a little after midnight, he found Xander sprawled facedown across the bed, sound asleep, legs tangled in the sheets. Spike stood in the doorway for a few minutes just admiring the view. His boy was beautiful, irresistible.
Instead of quietly slipping into bed as he usually did, Spike walked over to Xander's side of the bed. Xander's flesh called to him. He reached out and softly carressed the back of Xander's leg, sliding his hand up to his ass. At the same time he leaned down to place a soft kiss at the small of Xander's back.
"Aaaggghhhhhh!!!!!!!" Xander screamed and jerked from Spike's touch. His movement was so quick and unexpected that his hip smacked Spike in the face and knocked him on his ass. Xander was shaking with fear, his wide eyes trained on Spike but not quite focused on who he was looking at.
"Shh, Xan. It's just me." Spike stayed on the floor, worried about scaring the boy more than he already had. "It's just me, sweetie."
"Spike?" Xander had stopped shaking and was now looking rather confused. "What the hell were you doing?"
"I just got home. I didn't mean to wake you, I just..."
"You scared the shit out of me. Christ. Why didn't you just crawl into bed like you usually do?"
"I... you looked so beautiful. I just wanted to touch you. I didn't mean to scare you."
"I thought you were some stranger who broke into the apartment and was trying to rape me."
Spike cracked up laughing. "Rape you, Xander? Why would I need to do that?" He smirked and rose from the floor. "You can't rape the willing," he whispered as he crawled into the bed and pressed his lips to Xander's.
***
In other news - when I came into the office this morning my missing notepad was facedown on my chair. So I either left it somewhere or someone else walked off with it. I can't really imagine either of these happening, but no note from the person who returned it. Hmm...
And finally, sexy haiku:
the curve of your hip--
soft, enticing flesh, longing
to be licked by me