Fic: All Alone
Title: All Alone (Or so We thought)
Author: Xocoatldreams
Fandom: BtVS
Pairings/Characters: Buffy, Willow, Xander/Giles, Tara, Spike
Rating: NC-17
Prompt/Challenge: #119 - Hide and Seek
Summary: Some time alone
Warnings/Spoilers: Um, season 4 or so, some Buffy/Willow bashing
Disclaimer: I don’t own any of BtVS, I just like playing in the universe. No money being made and no offense intended.
A/N: Follows For the Price of One, Many, Behind Closed Doors (Or Get Out) and The Price.
"We are all alone and you are at my mercy," Xander said with an exaggerated leer.
"Oh am I?" Rupert smiled. He loved his lover's silly side and loved to indulge the young man in games. "And just what are you going to do to me?"
Pushing lightly on one shoulder, Xander steering Rupert toward the couch, sending him sprawling with a slightly harder push. "It is two hours until Tara's class ends," he murmured, moving to straddle Rupert's lap.
"Yes, but it is less than an hour until sundown," Rupert pointed out, gasping slightly as Xander's lips found a sensitive spot on his neck.
"Hmmm," Xander hummed, pressing wet, opened mouth kisses to Rupert's collarbone. "He's waiting for Tara, so he won't be here until she gets out of class. That means we have two hours to do whatever we want without interruption or worrying about a voyeuristic vampire."
"True," Rupert admitted, drawing Xander's face up for a series of deep kisses.
Pulling back slightly, Xander tugged at the buttons on Rupert's shirt, growling when they wouldn't open right away. Rupert sat back and watched as his lover struggled with the buttons, not offering to help. A moment later, the buttons went flying as need progressed past rational thought and Xander ripped the shirt open. Any protest left Rupert's mind as warm lips slid down his chest and fingers traced through his chest hairs. Wet heat surrounded one nipple as clever fingers found and pinched the other. Shifting a bit, Rupert moved so he could removed Xander's shirt, breaking them apart briefly. Once his shirt was off, Xander moved back quickly, going back to his task of driving Rupert insane. He traced the muscles of Rupert's chest and stomach with his tongue, tasting the flesh and need. Moaning, he moved down to dip his tongue into his navel, grinning at the gasp and thrust that got.
"Naked," Rupert commanded, pushing Xander off his lap. "Now."
Standing, Xander complied, unbuttoning his jeans and pushing them down, taking his boxers with them. He stood there unashamed for a moment before reaching out and snapping open the button on Rupert's pants. Tugging the older man to his feet, he quickly divested him of his remain clothing. With a wicked grin, Xander dropped to his knees, leaned forward and swallowed Rupert whole. The sudden cursing made him smile around the hard flesh in his mouth and he pulled back, swiping his tongue over the tip. With smooth movements, he blew Rupert's mind, not caring when his lover's hands wound into his hair, holding him still as Rupert's hips began to move. Reaching up, he cupped fragile balls, rolling them lightly in their sac. He could feel Rupert getting close and he pulled away, smirking at the sound of discontent.
"We're not done yet," he scolded his lover, pushing at his hips until he was seated again. He moved one hand to lightly stroke Rupert's erection while the other moved behind himself to start the task of stretching. Xander watched as his lover's eyes widened with surprise at his actions, grinning as he moved the hand stroking the thick cock to grab the lube he had stashed in the couch cushions early. Sliding his fingers out of his body, he poured the slick liquid over them and moved them back to his hole, slicking himself up. He drizzled a layer of lube over Rupert's cock, watching as he shivered at the cool sensation. Now ready, he moved to position himself over Rupert's lap, reaching back to hold Rupert's cock still as he sank down on it. Large hands held Xander's hips, steadying him as he took Rupert to the root. Gasping he held still for a moment, relaxing round the feeling of being stretched and filled.
*
"Every time I moved the bloody thing disappear," Spike groaned. Beside him Tara giggled, her laughter light and free. "I swear the bloody thing was playing hide and seek with me."
"It was probably lonely," Tara teased. "And you make such a good playmate."
"Thanks, ducks," Spike whined. "Just what I want to be known for."
"It's okay," she said soothingly. "We all know you're still the big bad."
"Not nice to tease," he groaned.
"Come on," she laughed, grabbing his hand and pulling him along. "I'll make you some hot chocolate since you were nice enough to walk me home."
"Can't let you wander around town by yourself," Spike pointed out. "'S dangerous."
"I know," she nodded and leaned over to kiss his cheek. "But thank you anyway."
Thankful he couldn't blush, Spike changed the subject. "How come you're out early?"
"The teacher was attacked by a barbecue fork last night," she reported mockingly. "So after getting our papers back, class was canceled."
"Teacher dead?" Spike asked.
"Nope, just in the hospital."
As they walked up to the front door something made Spike stop. "Perhaps we should wait," he started, but Tara was already opening the door.
They both stopped in shock. Xander was straddled across Giles' lap, both of them naked. The older man's hands were cupping flexing asscheeks as Xander lifted and dropped down and the sounds and smells of sex filled the air. Tara gasped, dropping her bag and both men turned at the sound, freezing all motion.
"Nice show," Spike quipped, breaking the silence that had fallen over the room.
Blushing brightly, Xander buried his face in Giles' shoulder, murmuring about forgetting to lock doors and dusting voyeuristic vampires.
tbc....
Author: Xocoatldreams
Fandom: BtVS
Pairings/Characters: Buffy, Willow, Xander/Giles, Tara, Spike
Rating: NC-17
Prompt/Challenge: #119 - Hide and Seek
Summary: Some time alone
Warnings/Spoilers: Um, season 4 or so, some Buffy/Willow bashing
Disclaimer: I don’t own any of BtVS, I just like playing in the universe. No money being made and no offense intended.
A/N: Follows For the Price of One, Many, Behind Closed Doors (Or Get Out) and The Price.
"We are all alone and you are at my mercy," Xander said with an exaggerated leer.
"Oh am I?" Rupert smiled. He loved his lover's silly side and loved to indulge the young man in games. "And just what are you going to do to me?"
Pushing lightly on one shoulder, Xander steering Rupert toward the couch, sending him sprawling with a slightly harder push. "It is two hours until Tara's class ends," he murmured, moving to straddle Rupert's lap.
"Yes, but it is less than an hour until sundown," Rupert pointed out, gasping slightly as Xander's lips found a sensitive spot on his neck.
"Hmmm," Xander hummed, pressing wet, opened mouth kisses to Rupert's collarbone. "He's waiting for Tara, so he won't be here until she gets out of class. That means we have two hours to do whatever we want without interruption or worrying about a voyeuristic vampire."
"True," Rupert admitted, drawing Xander's face up for a series of deep kisses.
Pulling back slightly, Xander tugged at the buttons on Rupert's shirt, growling when they wouldn't open right away. Rupert sat back and watched as his lover struggled with the buttons, not offering to help. A moment later, the buttons went flying as need progressed past rational thought and Xander ripped the shirt open. Any protest left Rupert's mind as warm lips slid down his chest and fingers traced through his chest hairs. Wet heat surrounded one nipple as clever fingers found and pinched the other. Shifting a bit, Rupert moved so he could removed Xander's shirt, breaking them apart briefly. Once his shirt was off, Xander moved back quickly, going back to his task of driving Rupert insane. He traced the muscles of Rupert's chest and stomach with his tongue, tasting the flesh and need. Moaning, he moved down to dip his tongue into his navel, grinning at the gasp and thrust that got.
"Naked," Rupert commanded, pushing Xander off his lap. "Now."
Standing, Xander complied, unbuttoning his jeans and pushing them down, taking his boxers with them. He stood there unashamed for a moment before reaching out and snapping open the button on Rupert's pants. Tugging the older man to his feet, he quickly divested him of his remain clothing. With a wicked grin, Xander dropped to his knees, leaned forward and swallowed Rupert whole. The sudden cursing made him smile around the hard flesh in his mouth and he pulled back, swiping his tongue over the tip. With smooth movements, he blew Rupert's mind, not caring when his lover's hands wound into his hair, holding him still as Rupert's hips began to move. Reaching up, he cupped fragile balls, rolling them lightly in their sac. He could feel Rupert getting close and he pulled away, smirking at the sound of discontent.
"We're not done yet," he scolded his lover, pushing at his hips until he was seated again. He moved one hand to lightly stroke Rupert's erection while the other moved behind himself to start the task of stretching. Xander watched as his lover's eyes widened with surprise at his actions, grinning as he moved the hand stroking the thick cock to grab the lube he had stashed in the couch cushions early. Sliding his fingers out of his body, he poured the slick liquid over them and moved them back to his hole, slicking himself up. He drizzled a layer of lube over Rupert's cock, watching as he shivered at the cool sensation. Now ready, he moved to position himself over Rupert's lap, reaching back to hold Rupert's cock still as he sank down on it. Large hands held Xander's hips, steadying him as he took Rupert to the root. Gasping he held still for a moment, relaxing round the feeling of being stretched and filled.
*
"Every time I moved the bloody thing disappear," Spike groaned. Beside him Tara giggled, her laughter light and free. "I swear the bloody thing was playing hide and seek with me."
"It was probably lonely," Tara teased. "And you make such a good playmate."
"Thanks, ducks," Spike whined. "Just what I want to be known for."
"It's okay," she said soothingly. "We all know you're still the big bad."
"Not nice to tease," he groaned.
"Come on," she laughed, grabbing his hand and pulling him along. "I'll make you some hot chocolate since you were nice enough to walk me home."
"Can't let you wander around town by yourself," Spike pointed out. "'S dangerous."
"I know," she nodded and leaned over to kiss his cheek. "But thank you anyway."
Thankful he couldn't blush, Spike changed the subject. "How come you're out early?"
"The teacher was attacked by a barbecue fork last night," she reported mockingly. "So after getting our papers back, class was canceled."
"Teacher dead?" Spike asked.
"Nope, just in the hospital."
As they walked up to the front door something made Spike stop. "Perhaps we should wait," he started, but Tara was already opening the door.
They both stopped in shock. Xander was straddled across Giles' lap, both of them naked. The older man's hands were cupping flexing asscheeks as Xander lifted and dropped down and the sounds and smells of sex filled the air. Tara gasped, dropping her bag and both men turned at the sound, freezing all motion.
"Nice show," Spike quipped, breaking the silence that had fallen over the room.
Blushing brightly, Xander buried his face in Giles' shoulder, murmuring about forgetting to lock doors and dusting voyeuristic vampires.
tbc....