S/X Ficlet
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buffyverse1000. Spike/Xander:
"Want you."
Xander stiffened as fingers danced up his spine, his hand stopping in mid-air as he reached for the book Giles had asked for. "Get off me, you undead pervert."
"Why?" Xander could almost hear the smile in Spike's voice.
"Because I want you to."
"I know one part of you wants me to stay." Spike's fingers moved from Xander's back to brush against the bulge in his trousers.
Xander swallowed a moan at the pressure against his cock and twisted his head to glare at Spike. "Get off me," he hissed quietly, all too aware of the group of people on the other side of the bookcase. The last thing he wanted was for one of them to come and investigate why he was yelling. Especially not when they'd find him being felt up by Spike.
Humour flared in the vampire's eyes as he gave a final caress across Xander's groin before stepping away. "Whatever you say, pet," he said, turning and heading back to the main part of the shop.
Watching Spike go, Xander finally let out the breath he was holding when the vampire was out of sight. Resting his head against the bookcase, Xander sighed as he looked down at the hard cock pressing against his trousers. "Traitor," he murmured.
"Xander? Can you find it, or do you need help?" Giles' voice drifted over from the front of the shop.
"Help," Xander muttered, shaking the memory of Spike's touch out of his head. "I definitely need help."
"Xander?"
"I got it, G-Man," he called back. Adjusting his trousers until his erection was hidden, Xander grabbed the book off the shelf and headed back to the others.
buffyverse1000. Spike/Xander:"Want you."
Xander stiffened as fingers danced up his spine, his hand stopping in mid-air as he reached for the book Giles had asked for. "Get off me, you undead pervert."
"Why?" Xander could almost hear the smile in Spike's voice.
"Because I want you to."
"I know one part of you wants me to stay." Spike's fingers moved from Xander's back to brush against the bulge in his trousers.
Xander swallowed a moan at the pressure against his cock and twisted his head to glare at Spike. "Get off me," he hissed quietly, all too aware of the group of people on the other side of the bookcase. The last thing he wanted was for one of them to come and investigate why he was yelling. Especially not when they'd find him being felt up by Spike.
Humour flared in the vampire's eyes as he gave a final caress across Xander's groin before stepping away. "Whatever you say, pet," he said, turning and heading back to the main part of the shop.
Watching Spike go, Xander finally let out the breath he was holding when the vampire was out of sight. Resting his head against the bookcase, Xander sighed as he looked down at the hard cock pressing against his trousers. "Traitor," he murmured.
"Xander? Can you find it, or do you need help?" Giles' voice drifted over from the front of the shop.
"Help," Xander muttered, shaking the memory of Spike's touch out of his head. "I definitely need help."
"Xander?"
"I got it, G-Man," he called back. Adjusting his trousers until his erection was hidden, Xander grabbed the book off the shelf and headed back to the others.
