Puppy Love 54/55 - Damaged
Title: Puppy Love 54/55 - Damaged, last part will be posted around the same time tomorrow, or such.
Pairings: Spike/Xander
Appropriate Ratings: NC17 overall, this chapter..... R
Warnings: M/m. Buy a box of tissues, seriously, I do promise you will need them.
Disclaimers: Not my characters. I make no money off this, I'm just playing. I promise to give them a bath and thorough cleaning when I’m done! Joss Whedon is my lord and Master. All hail Joss Whedon.
Short Summary: Puppy and Master
Word Count: 117 (as per Word Count)
Beta: purpledodah and Laazikaat
Concrit: always welcome in comments, e-mail or MSN, whichever.
X-posted to: perverted_pages, bloodclaim, BTVS_lightsout, BTVS_slash, btvsatsdotcom, darker_spike, spike_fics, sxandviolence, spanderslash, darker_vault, sickchicks, spike_xander, xander_slash, i_need_a_parrot, nekid_spike
Archived Outside LJ At: adultfanfiction.net and The Spander Files
Damaged
He cried. He cried for days, lost in a confusion of alcohol, pills, smoke and grief. He could find only one word for how he felt, broken, damaged, demolished. Xander his life, his love, the one he bound to his very existence and he was gone. In his sleep, aneurysm the doctors said, best not to cut him up for old age taking its toll. Spike screamed and howled, ripping off his clothes, his other half gone gone gone and nothing there to take the space. He cried and cried from days to nights to days, never sober, letting darkness take him as he finally OD’s enough to knock him out for a couple of days.
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All parts found this prompt chart or in my memories.
Pairings: Spike/Xander
Appropriate Ratings: NC17 overall, this chapter..... R
Warnings: M/m. Buy a box of tissues, seriously, I do promise you will need them.
Disclaimers: Not my characters. I make no money off this, I'm just playing. I promise to give them a bath and thorough cleaning when I’m done! Joss Whedon is my lord and Master. All hail Joss Whedon.
Short Summary: Puppy and Master
Word Count: 117 (as per Word Count)
Beta: purpledodah and Laazikaat
Concrit: always welcome in comments, e-mail or MSN, whichever.
X-posted to: perverted_pages, bloodclaim, BTVS_lightsout, BTVS_slash, btvsatsdotcom, darker_spike, spike_fics, sxandviolence, spanderslash, darker_vault, sickchicks, spike_xander, xander_slash, i_need_a_parrot, nekid_spike
Archived Outside LJ At: adultfanfiction.net and The Spander Files
Damaged
He cried. He cried for days, lost in a confusion of alcohol, pills, smoke and grief. He could find only one word for how he felt, broken, damaged, demolished. Xander his life, his love, the one he bound to his very existence and he was gone. In his sleep, aneurysm the doctors said, best not to cut him up for old age taking its toll. Spike screamed and howled, ripping off his clothes, his other half gone gone gone and nothing there to take the space. He cried and cried from days to nights to days, never sober, letting darkness take him as he finally OD’s enough to knock him out for a couple of days.
PREVIOUS CHAPTER
NEXT CHAPTER
All parts found this prompt chart or in my memories.