FIC: Cues and Balls (S/X - NC-17) (6/?)
Sep. 11th, 2003 12:44 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
estepheiaAN: Only a short installment, but I'm hoping to post the next little chunk later today. I couldn't wait because I wanted to show off my brand-new S/X icon. Many thanks to ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
thenyxie for making it and to darcydodo for allowing me to adapt her Xander/Andrew icon.
TITLE: Cues and Balls
PAIRING: Spike/Xander
RATING: NC-17
SPOILERS: S7, set after LMPTM
SUMMARY: Xander, Spike, the Bronze
Older Parts: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4 and Part 5.
Written forsnoopygirll.
"Good one, Harris," Spike finally breaks the charged silence.
It takes Xander a moment to process Spike's remark. "Oh you mean my story about Larry? Nuh, yours was better," Xander tells him, in the same tone they used when discussing their kills after patrol.
"Oh? Is that so?" Spike asks softly.
"Yea. It's a good story. In fact, it's so good it--" Xander falls silent.
"--It should be true?" Spike finishes the sentence.
Xander nods.
Part 6
"Well, in that case…." Spike stops. Regards him. Then slips into his trademark leer. "In my story you snogged me in public so you shouldn't mind if I-"
Spike's eyes widen comically, when Xander shuts him up the only way he knows how: Without letting go of his cue stick, Xander grabs Spike by the lapels of his coat and kisses him. In public. In front of two hundred or so admittedly indifferent witnesses. On the mouth.
Lips! Cool. Masculine but soft. Inviting.
When Spike's lips part, Xander pulls back and lets go, smoothing the bunched up coat with a downward tug--nervous, not freaked. Okay, freaked too. But not overmuch. After all, nothing on earth could ever beat the intense mortification of suddenly standing in front of the whole chemistry class, butt naked. Or that unspeakable Oxnard incident.
They stare at each other.
"That took some balls," Spike finally states, a strange, almost awed look on his face, that quickly rearranges itself into a more cocky expression.
"Hey, is that a compliment? Cause it sure sounded like one," Xander babbles, feeling all hot, and hard, and goofy and yeah, hot. Banter is good. Banter is safe.
"No!" Spike scoffs, frowning. "'Sides, you left out that thing with your hands inside my pants. Not that I wanna be nitpicky or anything. Just sayin.'"
Which hands? Those hands? Xander's gaze drops to find that he's still holding on to the cue stick. He puts it on the table.
A moment later he's kissing Spike again. His hands seem to have developed a life of their own, because they are roaming underneath the folds of Spike's duster and cupping a firm ass, pulling him closer. Xander can feel Spike's dick against his thigh. It's as hard as his own. Oh god!
It's when he feels cool smooth skin underneath his fingers that he realizes that his fingers have found a way to sneak under the waistband of Spike's pants, their exploration stopped only by the edge of the pool table that's digging into Spike's behind. "Like that?" he mutters against Spike's mouth.
"Uh-huh," is the muffled reply.
TBC
thenyxie for making it and to darcydodo for allowing me to adapt her Xander/Andrew icon.TITLE: Cues and Balls
PAIRING: Spike/Xander
RATING: NC-17
SPOILERS: S7, set after LMPTM
SUMMARY: Xander, Spike, the Bronze
Older Parts: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4 and Part 5.
Written for
snoopygirll."Good one, Harris," Spike finally breaks the charged silence.
It takes Xander a moment to process Spike's remark. "Oh you mean my story about Larry? Nuh, yours was better," Xander tells him, in the same tone they used when discussing their kills after patrol.
"Oh? Is that so?" Spike asks softly.
"Yea. It's a good story. In fact, it's so good it--" Xander falls silent.
"--It should be true?" Spike finishes the sentence.
Xander nods.
Part 6
"Well, in that case…." Spike stops. Regards him. Then slips into his trademark leer. "In my story you snogged me in public so you shouldn't mind if I-"
Spike's eyes widen comically, when Xander shuts him up the only way he knows how: Without letting go of his cue stick, Xander grabs Spike by the lapels of his coat and kisses him. In public. In front of two hundred or so admittedly indifferent witnesses. On the mouth.
Lips! Cool. Masculine but soft. Inviting.
When Spike's lips part, Xander pulls back and lets go, smoothing the bunched up coat with a downward tug--nervous, not freaked. Okay, freaked too. But not overmuch. After all, nothing on earth could ever beat the intense mortification of suddenly standing in front of the whole chemistry class, butt naked. Or that unspeakable Oxnard incident.
They stare at each other.
"That took some balls," Spike finally states, a strange, almost awed look on his face, that quickly rearranges itself into a more cocky expression.
"Hey, is that a compliment? Cause it sure sounded like one," Xander babbles, feeling all hot, and hard, and goofy and yeah, hot. Banter is good. Banter is safe.
"No!" Spike scoffs, frowning. "'Sides, you left out that thing with your hands inside my pants. Not that I wanna be nitpicky or anything. Just sayin.'"
Which hands? Those hands? Xander's gaze drops to find that he's still holding on to the cue stick. He puts it on the table.
A moment later he's kissing Spike again. His hands seem to have developed a life of their own, because they are roaming underneath the folds of Spike's duster and cupping a firm ass, pulling him closer. Xander can feel Spike's dick against his thigh. It's as hard as his own. Oh god!
It's when he feels cool smooth skin underneath his fingers that he realizes that his fingers have found a way to sneak under the waistband of Spike's pants, their exploration stopped only by the edge of the pool table that's digging into Spike's behind. "Like that?" he mutters against Spike's mouth.
"Uh-huh," is the muffled reply.
TBC
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Date: 2003-09-11 04:06 am (UTC)"That took some balls," Spike finally states, a strange, almost awed look on his face, that quickly rearranges itself into a more cocky expression.
*big grin*
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Date: 2003-09-11 07:24 am (UTC):-)
Glad you're enjoying this.
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Date: 2003-09-11 04:09 am (UTC)(Say-- *purely* theoretic, of course-- would it help if I fell to my knees and begged you for more? & ;-)
Cheers
Date: 2003-09-11 07:26 am (UTC)I'm *pretty* certain the next section will be finished in a few hours. :-)
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Date: 2003-09-11 04:27 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-09-11 07:28 am (UTC)Third unfinished part of Instincts
Date: 2003-09-11 04:30 am (UTC)Re: Third unfinished part of Instincts
Date: 2003-09-11 07:30 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-09-11 04:34 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-09-11 07:31 am (UTC)Also thank you for your 'one word,' that made me all soft and mushy feeling.
Next bit is in the pipeline.
RE: one word
Date: 2003-09-11 11:10 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-09-11 05:11 am (UTC)I eagerly await the next part. :)
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Date: 2003-09-11 11:28 am (UTC)I'm glad you enjoy your story.
You just wait till I get them away from the public. :-)
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Date: 2003-09-11 05:29 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-09-11 11:29 am (UTC)You put a big smile on my face.
Hee! That icon is fantastic
Date: 2003-09-11 07:13 am (UTC)Re: Hee! That icon is fantastic
Date: 2003-09-11 11:30 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-09-11 07:29 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-09-11 11:30 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-09-11 08:25 am (UTC)*pouts*
Oh well. Gives me something to look forward to. Just gotta find better ways to be... bad.
I'm loving this story! Props to you for having Xan make the first move. For some reason having him do so is pushing my buttons lately. He did in the story
Just like it when the underdog takes control of the reins I'm thinking.
Can't wait for the next chapter.
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Date: 2003-09-11 11:32 am (UTC)Next chapter is almost finished. A bit schmoopier than I intended... oh well.
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Date: 2003-09-11 11:36 am (UTC)LOL
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Date: 2003-09-11 09:15 am (UTC)See--that's the trick. Xander's just gotta keep everything in perspective. ;p
LOL! Spike's just gotten the shock of his life, I think. AWESOME. He's entirely too smug, I believe. Love Xander knocking him off balance. You rock (as if there was any doubt).
More! Now!
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Date: 2003-09-11 11:33 am (UTC)Spike really has no idea what he's gotten into. LOL.
More is on its way.
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Date: 2003-09-11 09:49 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-09-11 11:34 am (UTC)You betcha. LOL. Thanks.
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Date: 2003-09-11 10:06 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-09-11 11:37 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-09-11 02:46 pm (UTC)Thank you, Mahaliem
Date: 2003-09-11 03:51 pm (UTC)It's not really very linear, I build up tension and then the boys open their mouths and get into these stupid contests, and they start talking and talking, so it's a bit of a wavy curve...
*wags threatening finger at Spike and Xander*
Alas, they have a will of their own.
As for control, Spike is now trying to knock Xander off balance. Heee.
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Date: 2003-09-11 09:36 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-09-11 11:33 pm (UTC)