| Drabbles
100 Years -
Vampire Valentine -
40 Lashes -
Optimistic Territories
100
Years
Rating: PG-13
Summary: 100 years and following in footsteps.
Notes: Drabble. Post ‘Grave’
When Angelus turned 100, Darla spent all week with him. For 100 years they’d been together.
Near the end of the century, Darla spent all night with him. He feasted on a gypsy and felt unimaginable pleasures.
100 years later he was depressed and wished he had someone to comfort him.
When Spike turned 100 Drusilla spent all week in bed with him. For 100 years they’d loved.
Near the end of the millennium Drusilla spent all night with him. She had a vision that her cure was on the Hellmouth.
100 years later he was thankful he had Angel.
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A Vampire Valentine
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Vamp!Xander/Spike
Warning: Vampirism – Drinking innocent blood.
Notes: Drabble! Vamp!Xander.
The blood was sweet on his lips, like powdered sugar. Xander made a small appreciative noise before sliding his fangs into the wound, like a knife through butter.
Behind him Spike laughed and walked a few feet away. He lit up a cigarette and smiled in appreciation as his childe devoured the girl.
Xander swallowed down the rest of the virgin’s blood before turning to his sire. He grinned wickedly and sidled up to Spike, still in game face. He kissed Spike suddenly, getting a mouth full of cigarette smoke.
When he pulled back Spike smiled, “Happy Valentine’s day, pet.”
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| 40 Lashes
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Vamp!Xander/Spike
Warning: Spanking.
Notes: Drabble! Vamp!Xander.
"More Pet?" Spike grinned ferally at Xander.
Xander smiled back, a wicked grin that was reminiscent of his inner Hyena. "Yes Sire."
"31." Spike's hand came down sharply on Xander's bottom. The normally pale skin was rosy red from the night's activities. Xander arched on Spike's lap, pressing his hard-on further into Spike's leg.
"32." A second blow and Xander moaned low in his throat.
Before the next slap, Spike ran his hand gently over the skin, causing Xander to groan. The skin was highly sensitive and every tiny movement made Xander squirm.
Just as Xander was beginning to relax into the touch Spike pulled back and spanked him swiftly. "33!"
Xander gasped and gripped Spike's leg, his cock, dripping pre-cum. "Yes!"
"Did I say you could speak?" Spike growled at Xander. He leaned down close to Xander's ear, "Bad childer only speak when told to speak!" He leaned up quickly and placed number 34 quickly across Xander's rounded backside.
Xander cried out from the mix of pain and pleasure. The two forces drove his senses into overdrive and he had to press his face against Spike's knee to keep from coming. After a moment's pause and a deep breath he asked slightly, "Sire, may-may I please cum?"
Spike morphed into game face and snarled down at Xander. He nipped at his neck to prove his 'anger.' He slapped Xander's red cheeks twice in quick succession while answering, "No! You cum, when I say you cum!"
Spike growled for emphasis and laid blow number 37 on Xander's rosy bottom. "You're such a filthy little whore! Bad childer do as their told! You speak when I tell you, eat when I tell you. You'll even come when I tell you. You know what happens to childer who don't do what they're told!"
38 and Xander was writhing in a combination of ecstacy and pain. Spike paused slightly before landing 39. Xander groaned and bit down onto his hand to stop himself from doing much else.
"You like that don't you? You like it when I hurt you, don't you? You like to be a bad boy. You like it when I treat you like a bad little whore." Spike grinned as Xander arched a little, pushing his hard-on away from Spike's lap, trying not to let it touch anything.
"Tell me you like it! Tell me pet, tell me, do you like being a little slut, a little whore?"
Xander bit his lip moaning, "Yes sire! Yes I like it!"
"Good boy, at least you're honest. Gonna fuck you like a whore after this aren't I pet? Yeah," Spike rubbed a hand down Xander's back before resting it on Xander's sensitive ass. "Fuck you like the bad little slut you are."
He ran a hand through Xander's hair before pulling his hand back and landing the last blow on Xander's backside.
Xander screamed and twisted, arching and spurting all over Spike's leg, his hands dug into Spike's calf and his teeth nearly bit off his tongue, but he was cumming harder than he'd ever come before. His cock exploded on to Spike and he felt like he was on fire.
Once his orgasm subsided and he'd stopped his unnecessary breathing, he blinked up at Spike and realised he hadn't had permission. "Oops."
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| Optimistic Territories
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Gunn/Spike
Notes: Drabble!
Spike arched under his lover's touch. His back flexed and rolled, his hips coming up to meet the sensual touches.
Gunn loomed above him, one hand bracing against the bed, the other caressing Spike's abs. His eyes were half closed and he was biting his lip. He was pressed into Spike, cock pushing deeper into the cool heat of Spike's body. He moaned when Spike began to squeeze around his cock, teasing him a bit.
Spike's head was tipped back, eyes fluttering beneath the lids like butterflies. One hand was clutching at Gunn's bicep, the other scrabbling beside him, looking for something to hang on to.
Gunn moaned deeply and opened his eyes. He kept up an even pace, driving Spike wild and making it last just a bit longer. He shifted his weight onto his other arm and grabbed Spike's hip. His fingers began to grip the pale flesh, soon he knew there would be a bruise.
Spike was writhing in ecstacy. He was moaning and arching like a wanton prostitute. Spike began to rub the hand not clinging to Gunn along his chest, finally finding a nipple through his haze, he twisted, sending shots through his dick, as well as Gunn's.
Gunn couldn't take his eyes off of Spike. He began to thrust a bit faster, causing Spike to groan. He leaned up a bit farther and the bed was rocking beneath them. The headboard was slamming into the wall and Spike was moaning like a cheap whore.
Spike didn't know what was happening, all he cared about was that intense feeling growing inside him. Gunn slammed straight into his prostate, sending him over the edge and he was screaming and writhing and clinging for dear life.
Gunn groaned as Spike launched into his orgasm, the scene beneath him caused that familiar tingle in the base of his dick and he began to pound into Spike. He rammed harder and harder, driving himself into the screaming body below. With a harsh groan he came, his cock bursting as and shooting. Colors burst behind his eyelids and he was vaguely aware of the pain in his upper arm. Two last thrusts and he collapsed onto Spike, his sweaty body heaving as he regained his breath.
After a few moments Gunn rolled over sated and smiled. "So, wanna go do it on his desk?"
Spike laughed and smiled over at Gunn, "Yeah, Pet, that sounds great! I love a good shag! This has been fantastic! Think you can stake out your territory again in the Viper too?"
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