Did I make it?

Title: Chalky
Pairing: X/?
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Not mine on an intergalactic scale.
Feedback: If it feels good, do it.
Notes/Spoilers/Warnings: Nebulous S2, no spoilers.
Summary: For the current challenge, “Taste”. Just read it, stop hounding me for details, it’s a drabble fer Jeebus’ sake!



“Buffy is so right,” Xander mumbles.

“Got something to say, boy?”

Xander still can’t look away from the unzipped fly and God, do his knees ache.

“Evil does taste kinda chalky.”

When the laughter starts, Xander wishes he was dead, hopes this is the moment he finally gets drained or his neck gets snapped or - something. Anything but the sick want - sick need that brings him to the factory most evenings.

But there’s no draining, no neck-snapping, only a cool, dry, disturbingly tender kiss on his cheek.

It’s not over, yet.

“Run along home, boy.”

And Xander does.