Prompt 52 ficlet: Not Xander
Title: Not Xander
Author: ubiquirk
Rating: R
Word Count: ~150
Prompt: 052: Pairing I’ve never done
Pairing: Anya/Spike
AN: Set during “Entropy.”
He weighed less, and everything about him was hard, hipbones digging into her with each thrust.
But then, he’s not Xander, her drunken brain whispered.
Even his kisses were hard, human teeth nipping, hands firm and almost punishing on her nipples, holding her in the crux of sensation between pleasure and pain.
Not Xander, not Xander, not Xander, she chanted to herself. Isn’t that the point?
She pulled him back down to her mouth, kissing him even harder than he had her, tilting her pelvis up to make sure that ‘not Xander’ felt good. Damn good.
The orgasm hit short and sharp, arching her back, convulsing limbs inwards, opening a mouth strangely silent.
His grunt of completion sounded of pain.
~
Afterward, he gave her one very soft thing - a brush of lips to a temple wetted with more than sweat.
This, out of all of it, caused her to cry once alone.
Author: ubiquirk
Rating: R
Word Count: ~150
Prompt: 052: Pairing I’ve never done
Pairing: Anya/Spike
AN: Set during “Entropy.”
He weighed less, and everything about him was hard, hipbones digging into her with each thrust.
But then, he’s not Xander, her drunken brain whispered.
Even his kisses were hard, human teeth nipping, hands firm and almost punishing on her nipples, holding her in the crux of sensation between pleasure and pain.
Not Xander, not Xander, not Xander, she chanted to herself. Isn’t that the point?
She pulled him back down to her mouth, kissing him even harder than he had her, tilting her pelvis up to make sure that ‘not Xander’ felt good. Damn good.
The orgasm hit short and sharp, arching her back, convulsing limbs inwards, opening a mouth strangely silent.
His grunt of completion sounded of pain.
~
Afterward, he gave her one very soft thing - a brush of lips to a temple wetted with more than sweat.
This, out of all of it, caused her to cry once alone.