Familiar ~ Angel/Xander

[sweptawaybayou]

Remember that ficathon prompt?

Heh

There is no wiggle room between angst and humor. Especially for someone that does not write humor. Ever. *facepalm* I just hope that this doesn't send anyone screaming for meds.

I even went back and reread dinner_date ... and I know that all the laughter in that story came from the bright light that is entrenous88. Not from me

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[tabaqui]

But it was better than simply that. It was the scent of Spike all over a human. It was the taste of Spike’s skin and sweat mixed with heat and hot blood. It was on Angel’s tongue as he opened his mouth to breathe it in one more time, and in the blink of one eye, Angel had Xander pinned against the door to some random lawyer’s office. His fingers dug into Xander’s biceps and his lips were moving on the tiny, invisible hairs on Xander’s neck. Under his jaw, over his collarbone and up, covering Xander’s mouth with his own.

Kissing Xander, Angel’s tongue pushed between Xander’s lips. He forced his way in, searching for … what, Angel couldn’t say. Or rather, he wouldn’t say.

I love that. Love the sensory details and the utterly longing that runs along under it. Angel *wants*, and it hurts.

“You’re wearing his shirt, Xander.”

“So what?” Xander had already moved to the door.

Xander’s hand rested on the silver that with one turn would let him out of Angel’s office. Put him back in the real world.

“I miss him too.”Oh

[sweptawaybayou]

You are too kind. Which is, of course, why i luff you so very much.

Thank you, babe. For the help and the encouragement and the ... everything. As always.

*is your number one minion forever*

xoxoxo

[tabaqui]

*snuggles you*
*luffs back hard*

[mireille719]

Thank you so much for being part of the ficathon! I know you struggled, but you can't tell it from the fic.

[sweptawaybayou]

Thank you for hosting such a wonderful round!

:)

[altyronsmaker]

I LOVE that the initial kiss has little to do with Xander and everything to do with Spike. I"m a Spander girl, honestly, but if Xander's not around, then yeah. Angel's there. And to see that desperation Angel must feel sometimes come erupting out of him is so awesome! You do that so well.

I think my favorite part is actually the kiss: all those sensory details, the taste, the smell, the feel of Xander's skin, the sight of him looking so different. Yeah.

You rock. As always. *hearts you*

[sweptawaybayou]

Hee! Could you tell that i really really wanted to write A/S? *facepalm*

Thank you so much for reading and commenting.

*luffs hard*

[glossing]

I really love this -- there's a tense calm that pervades it all, offsetting the roiling emotions underneath. Angel's POV is predatory and sharp, as it should be, but you've also done justice to Xander and the mouthiness he tends to resort to when threatened.

Thumbs up! ♥

[sweptawaybayou]

Thank you!!

*dies a little*

It was so hard to even attempt to write this pairing without angst. I do adore them together, but ... in my mind they are not without tons of baggage, you know?

**adores you**

Thanks for reading.

xoxo

[chlare]

Loved all the little details with the secretary. :) And Angel in the paper, is just amusing. :)

“You’re freaking me out, Angel.”

Angel blinked to clear his vision, to widen his focus.

“Well, at least that’s normal.”

Angel’s fingers did a delicate dance over the top button of Xander’s jeans. Soft pop, another and another and then warm skin under calluses worn smooth over two centuries.

“There is nothing even remotely normal about this.”

Again, amusing, but also totally hot.

That first description of Xander, also hot.

Oh, and this little bit:

He’d inhaled.

Cracked me up. You may not have intended it, but it made me think of the whole 'I didn't inhale' drama of some years back. :)

Anyhoo, just strolling through. Lovely job as always, Snow. :)