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strickens-girl.livejournal.com posting in slashthedrabble Dec. 17th, 2004 06:52 pm)Here is my offering for the week.
Xander is always getting into trouble because he pushes people too hard. Here are 5 drabbles with 5 times Xander got into trouble by making the mistake of pushing too hard.
Each drabble is 100 words, varying in ratings, so they are behind the cut.
Angel:
Xander wasn’t surprised when he found himself pinned to the wall, strong hand wrapped around his throat.
“I told you not to call me ‘deadboy’ anymore.”
Xander smirked at the irritated vampire. “But it’s so much fun.”
“Pissing me off?”
“Yep.”
Brown eyes flashed gold and Xander shivered. The cool body pressed into his and he fought to hold in the moan that tried to escape his throat as he felt a hardness pressing against his own. He tilted his head back invitingly, waiting for the vampire to do something, anything.
Angel pushed away, stalking down the street.
“Later, Deadboy!”
Giles:
Xander watched as the watcher cleaned his glasses for the twentieth time in as many minutes. Why would Giles get upset over a couple of questions?
“I don’t know where you got the idea, Xander, but…”
“It’s just that you seemed to have history and all so I just figured…”
“Well, you figured incorrectly.”
“So you and Ethan were never…”
“No, never!”
Xander looked up through his tangle of hair, smirk firmly in place. “So, you won’t…”
Xander was stopped short as Giles kissed him hard. “There! Now you know what kissing another man is like. Happy?”
Xander just smiled.
Angelus:
Xander couldn’t believe he stood up to Angelus like that. The vampire was upset that his master plan to get to Buffy when she was sick and in the hospital was thwarted by ‘the white knight’. Oh well.
Xander knew he shouldn’t walk home, especially not alone. But things were going well, what should he be afraid of?
Then he was face first against a brick wall, terrified and turned on at the same time. The cold hard cock pressing into him as the infuriated vampire thrust into Xander’s warmth as he whispered the dirtiest things into Xander’s willing ear.
Wesley:
Once again, Xander and Wesley were left in the library together for “research”. Of course, that really meant “keep them out of the way”. They both knew it.
Xander loved to make sure that Wesley knew it. He teased and pushed the young, stuffy watcher until he reached the breaking point…then he pushed some more.
“You think anyone around here is ever going to respect you? Seriously…”
Suddenly, Xander found his face pressed into the hard wooden table, his pants around his ankles and his ass being pounded red by the watcher’s hand.
“Respect me now?” Wesley growled.
Xander nodded.
Spike:
Xander should have known better than to let them talk him into letting Spike live with him and to let Spike sleep in his extra room. Or to lie in his bed, cock in hand and dream of the forbidden. But he didn’t. So he did.
He forgot about superior vampiric hearing and smell, so when he came and he called out Spike’s name, he didn’t think twice about it.
Until Spike was in his room, under his sheets, licking at his skin.
“Spike,” he gasped. “It was a mistake.”
“No mistake, pet,” Spike purred as he licked even lower.
Xander is always getting into trouble because he pushes people too hard. Here are 5 drabbles with 5 times Xander got into trouble by making the mistake of pushing too hard.
Each drabble is 100 words, varying in ratings, so they are behind the cut.
Angel:
Xander wasn’t surprised when he found himself pinned to the wall, strong hand wrapped around his throat.
“I told you not to call me ‘deadboy’ anymore.”
Xander smirked at the irritated vampire. “But it’s so much fun.”
“Pissing me off?”
“Yep.”
Brown eyes flashed gold and Xander shivered. The cool body pressed into his and he fought to hold in the moan that tried to escape his throat as he felt a hardness pressing against his own. He tilted his head back invitingly, waiting for the vampire to do something, anything.
Angel pushed away, stalking down the street.
“Later, Deadboy!”
Giles:
Xander watched as the watcher cleaned his glasses for the twentieth time in as many minutes. Why would Giles get upset over a couple of questions?
“I don’t know where you got the idea, Xander, but…”
“It’s just that you seemed to have history and all so I just figured…”
“Well, you figured incorrectly.”
“So you and Ethan were never…”
“No, never!”
Xander looked up through his tangle of hair, smirk firmly in place. “So, you won’t…”
Xander was stopped short as Giles kissed him hard. “There! Now you know what kissing another man is like. Happy?”
Xander just smiled.
Angelus:
Xander couldn’t believe he stood up to Angelus like that. The vampire was upset that his master plan to get to Buffy when she was sick and in the hospital was thwarted by ‘the white knight’. Oh well.
Xander knew he shouldn’t walk home, especially not alone. But things were going well, what should he be afraid of?
Then he was face first against a brick wall, terrified and turned on at the same time. The cold hard cock pressing into him as the infuriated vampire thrust into Xander’s warmth as he whispered the dirtiest things into Xander’s willing ear.
Wesley:
Once again, Xander and Wesley were left in the library together for “research”. Of course, that really meant “keep them out of the way”. They both knew it.
Xander loved to make sure that Wesley knew it. He teased and pushed the young, stuffy watcher until he reached the breaking point…then he pushed some more.
“You think anyone around here is ever going to respect you? Seriously…”
Suddenly, Xander found his face pressed into the hard wooden table, his pants around his ankles and his ass being pounded red by the watcher’s hand.
“Respect me now?” Wesley growled.
Xander nodded.
Spike:
Xander should have known better than to let them talk him into letting Spike live with him and to let Spike sleep in his extra room. Or to lie in his bed, cock in hand and dream of the forbidden. But he didn’t. So he did.
He forgot about superior vampiric hearing and smell, so when he came and he called out Spike’s name, he didn’t think twice about it.
Until Spike was in his room, under his sheets, licking at his skin.
“Spike,” he gasped. “It was a mistake.”
“No mistake, pet,” Spike purred as he licked even lower.
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Two thumbs up for naughty Xander getting some!
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Mistakes good! Good mistakes!
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