Original: Sparkles (Slash)
Warning: Sparkles
“Guess who!” Glittery hands covered Wesley’s eyes.
“Get your hands off, fairy” the vampire growled.
Effy-the fairy- pulled his hands away and pouted at Wesley’s back. “You’re no fun Wessy~” he draped himself over the sitting vampires shoulders.
“Don’t call me that,” Wesley slapped irritable at him when Effy’s hands traveled too low on his chest.
"What, no fun? But that’s what you are.”
Wesley scowled, “Don’t call me Wessy.”
“Okay Wessy.”
If you asked Effy he would describe Wesley as “tall, dark, and handsome with really pointy teeth”. If you asked Wesley about Effy he would say he was, “that annoying, bouncy, bag of sparkles and if he sticks his pink hair in my face one more time I’m going to cut it off.” Right now Wesley was valiantly ignoring the pink hair in his face. Eventually it became too much and he snapped shut his book. “What do you want, fairy.”
Effy giggled, his head resting on Wesley‘s shoulder, “You!”
Wesley placed his hand on Effy’s face and pushed, “Go away.”
Effy dragged his hands on Wesley’s shoulders, “but I luvs you Wessy!”
Wesley snorted. Effy had been saying the same thing since they had met at a work social. That had been a long time ago, and the company was no longer in existence which may or may not have something to do with Wesley and an over zealous fan girl. How she figured out he was a vampire he will never know.
Effy took his hands off of Wesley and he noticed with distaste that he had left a trail of glitter behind on his shirt. Effy came around and sat down beside Wesley on the loveseat so that he could snuggle closer, his translucent wings fluttering. Again Wesley placed a hand on Effy, this time on top of the head, and pushed him away again. Effy’s hair felt damp to the touch.
Wesley’s eyes narrowed, “Fairy, did you use my shower?”
“Bath.” the fairy grinned at him and attempted to get closer.
The vampire gave an aggravated sigh, “You better have cleaned out the drain, I am not calling the plumber to unclog sparkles from my pipes again.”
“Of course I did,” Effy didn’t meet his eyes, “besides, it’s fairy dust, not sparkles.”
Wesley didn’t argue the point. “What are you doing here?”
Effy squirmed and Wesley realized that he still had his hand on Effy’s head. He removed it, frowning when his hand game away sparkly. “You haven’t eaten.”
“What?”
“I’ve noticed, you haven’t been out of your house in three days, so you haven’t eaten.”
“I could have had delivery.”
Effy’s wings fluttered. “All delivery boys are accounted for and in the peak of health. I checked.”
Wesley scowled. “Are you stalking me again?”
“Yes.”
“What did I say about stalking me?”
“…not to?”
Wesley sighed, “so I haven’t eaten. So what? I was reading. Why are you here?”
“I’m here to feed you!”
Wesley looked at Effy, and then looked around them. “So what’s dinner?”
“Me!”
“No.”
Effy pouted, shedding even more glitter on the furniture as his wings quivered. “Why not?”
The vampire eyed him, “you’d taste like candy.”
“Everyone likes candy!”
“I don’t.” Wesley stood up and Effy fell over on the couch because he had been leaning against him, “try not to break anything while I’m out.”
“Where are you going?”
“To get dinner.”
Effy was gone by the time Wesley returned. The vampire assumed that he had gone back to his own house before he had to go to work. It was late-almost dawn- and since Wesley had no need to work (the product of centuries of playing the stock market) he went to bed. He woke up some time later when he heard Effy banging around the house. Wondering why the fairy doesn’t just move in already, he’s there most the time anyways, Wesley gets up. It’s nine at night, so it’s time to get up anyways.
The fairy is messing around in the kitchen that only gets used when he is at Wesley’s house. Wesley comes in to see him digging around in the freezer. “Need something?”
Effy jerks and presumably hits his head on a freezer shelf judging by the swears. “Yeah, ice.” Effy gets his head out of the freezer to look at Wesley, “but I don’t think you have any, and I know I don’t.”
Wesley growls at the shiner on Effy’s face. He stalks towards the fairy and grasps his chin, “where did you get that?”
“Huh? Oh. A leprechaun.” He grins his annoying grin, “you should never get between one and his beer. Did you eat?”
“I did.” Wesley made a mental note to go leprechaun hunting.
“Good boy.” Effy leaned up and kissed the vampire on his cheek.
Were it anyone else they would have been one head less, instead Wesley just cursed, “you got your fairy dust on me.”
“Mm. Sparkly vampire.”
“Vampires don’t sparkle.”
“Why not? I can arrange it. You never know; it could be hot. You know I read this book once-yipe!” Effy yelped as he was thrown over Wesley’s shoulder.
“It’s too early for this. I’m going back to bed and you’re coming with me.”
Effy giggled and let his hands dangle low on Wesley’s backside. “Are you going to seduce and ravish me with your vampire powers?”
“Not if you don’t shut up.”
They got to Wesley’s room where the vampire tossed his fairy lover onto the bed. Wesley climbed over Effy and kissed his neck, but not with his teeth. Never with his teeth. Effy pressed into his lover.
“Wes-” Effy cut was off as Wesley moved to kiss below his ear, “Seriously, why won’t you feed from me? Isn’t s’posed to be really romantic or somethin’?”
“I refuse to have you for dinner.”
“But why?”
“Lovers are not dinner,” Westly smirked, “lovers are always dessert.” Then he proceeded to prove his point.
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“Guess who!” Glittery hands covered Wesley’s eyes.
“Get your hands off, fairy” the vampire growled.
Effy-the fairy- pulled his hands away and pouted at Wesley’s back. “You’re no fun Wessy~” he draped himself over the sitting vampires shoulders.
“Don’t call me that,” Wesley slapped irritable at him when Effy’s hands traveled too low on his chest.
"What, no fun? But that’s what you are.”
Wesley scowled, “Don’t call me Wessy.”
“Okay Wessy.”
If you asked Effy he would describe Wesley as “tall, dark, and handsome with really pointy teeth”. If you asked Wesley about Effy he would say he was, “that annoying, bouncy, bag of sparkles and if he sticks his pink hair in my face one more time I’m going to cut it off.” Right now Wesley was valiantly ignoring the pink hair in his face. Eventually it became too much and he snapped shut his book. “What do you want, fairy.”
Effy giggled, his head resting on Wesley‘s shoulder, “You!”
Wesley placed his hand on Effy’s face and pushed, “Go away.”
Effy dragged his hands on Wesley’s shoulders, “but I luvs you Wessy!”
Wesley snorted. Effy had been saying the same thing since they had met at a work social. That had been a long time ago, and the company was no longer in existence which may or may not have something to do with Wesley and an over zealous fan girl. How she figured out he was a vampire he will never know.
Effy took his hands off of Wesley and he noticed with distaste that he had left a trail of glitter behind on his shirt. Effy came around and sat down beside Wesley on the loveseat so that he could snuggle closer, his translucent wings fluttering. Again Wesley placed a hand on Effy, this time on top of the head, and pushed him away again. Effy’s hair felt damp to the touch.
Wesley’s eyes narrowed, “Fairy, did you use my shower?”
“Bath.” the fairy grinned at him and attempted to get closer.
The vampire gave an aggravated sigh, “You better have cleaned out the drain, I am not calling the plumber to unclog sparkles from my pipes again.”
“Of course I did,” Effy didn’t meet his eyes, “besides, it’s fairy dust, not sparkles.”
Wesley didn’t argue the point. “What are you doing here?”
Effy squirmed and Wesley realized that he still had his hand on Effy’s head. He removed it, frowning when his hand game away sparkly. “You haven’t eaten.”
“What?”
“I’ve noticed, you haven’t been out of your house in three days, so you haven’t eaten.”
“I could have had delivery.”
Effy’s wings fluttered. “All delivery boys are accounted for and in the peak of health. I checked.”
Wesley scowled. “Are you stalking me again?”
“Yes.”
“What did I say about stalking me?”
“…not to?”
Wesley sighed, “so I haven’t eaten. So what? I was reading. Why are you here?”
“I’m here to feed you!”
Wesley looked at Effy, and then looked around them. “So what’s dinner?”
“Me!”
“No.”
Effy pouted, shedding even more glitter on the furniture as his wings quivered. “Why not?”
The vampire eyed him, “you’d taste like candy.”
“Everyone likes candy!”
“I don’t.” Wesley stood up and Effy fell over on the couch because he had been leaning against him, “try not to break anything while I’m out.”
“Where are you going?”
“To get dinner.”
Effy was gone by the time Wesley returned. The vampire assumed that he had gone back to his own house before he had to go to work. It was late-almost dawn- and since Wesley had no need to work (the product of centuries of playing the stock market) he went to bed. He woke up some time later when he heard Effy banging around the house. Wondering why the fairy doesn’t just move in already, he’s there most the time anyways, Wesley gets up. It’s nine at night, so it’s time to get up anyways.
The fairy is messing around in the kitchen that only gets used when he is at Wesley’s house. Wesley comes in to see him digging around in the freezer. “Need something?”
Effy jerks and presumably hits his head on a freezer shelf judging by the swears. “Yeah, ice.” Effy gets his head out of the freezer to look at Wesley, “but I don’t think you have any, and I know I don’t.”
Wesley growls at the shiner on Effy’s face. He stalks towards the fairy and grasps his chin, “where did you get that?”
“Huh? Oh. A leprechaun.” He grins his annoying grin, “you should never get between one and his beer. Did you eat?”
“I did.” Wesley made a mental note to go leprechaun hunting.
“Good boy.” Effy leaned up and kissed the vampire on his cheek.
Were it anyone else they would have been one head less, instead Wesley just cursed, “you got your fairy dust on me.”
“Mm. Sparkly vampire.”
“Vampires don’t sparkle.”
“Why not? I can arrange it. You never know; it could be hot. You know I read this book once-yipe!” Effy yelped as he was thrown over Wesley’s shoulder.
“It’s too early for this. I’m going back to bed and you’re coming with me.”
Effy giggled and let his hands dangle low on Wesley’s backside. “Are you going to seduce and ravish me with your vampire powers?”
“Not if you don’t shut up.”
They got to Wesley’s room where the vampire tossed his fairy lover onto the bed. Wesley climbed over Effy and kissed his neck, but not with his teeth. Never with his teeth. Effy pressed into his lover.
“Wes-” Effy cut was off as Wesley moved to kiss below his ear, “Seriously, why won’t you feed from me? Isn’t s’posed to be really romantic or somethin’?”
“I refuse to have you for dinner.”
“But why?”
“Lovers are not dinner,” Westly smirked, “lovers are always dessert.” Then he proceeded to prove his point.
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