Acquaintances | By : Tisienne Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > Slash - Male/Male > Spike(William)/Xander > Spike(William)/Xander Views: 4765 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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He’d been there almost two weeks straight, aside from the three day-jaunts he’d made back to DC to check on Lily.
She was doing very well, he’d been happy to note, and as the time for Robert’s visit drew closer, she’d become almost as giddy as a school girl. Even Trixie seemed to know something was going on. She’d been just as hyperactive as her mistress.
Fortunately for the old woman’s heart, after numerous phone conversations Robert had finally set a firm date and would be arriving in Washington in just under two weeks. Giles had returned to England just a day ago, assured by both Harris and the woman he’d been looking out for that she would be fine. And she would, he knew. Lily was a strong woman and now that she knew she had a grandchild she could bear to even speak to, she’d become even stronger.
The brunette grinned wickedly as he heard the soft mumbles coming from the mound of sheets beside him then wormed his way under them as well, arms and legs wrapping tightly around his love’s body. Enough thinking about his surrogate mother-figure. He had his claimed to worship, just as he did every afternoon when they woke up.
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Spike chuckled, his hair drifting teasingly over his beloved’s chest as he nipped wickedly at the tightly pointed, still-tanned nipples. His Xan had taken to sunbathing in the rooftop garden on bright days, although with no spectators, the tan lines he’d had before were disappearing rapidly.
One of the vampire’s favorite things to do was watch him from the shadowed safety inside the sliding glass doors, then pounce on him when he came in all sun-kissed, sweaty and hot. He called him Ra on those occasions. Or Apollo. Whichever. His sun-god, in any case.
He bit lightly at one strained little bud, then harder, purring as his love arched against the rug, pressing harder into his lips. “Mmmm… luv how your tits are so sensitive,” he whispered, his tongue sliding roughly around the point. “An’ if you’d just get them pierced, pet…” he groaned, imagining shining silver rings against the hard chest, “Bet I could make you cum without ever touchin’ your cock…”
Harris moaned loud and hard, his fingers in Spike’s hair pulling his mouth to the other straining bud. “Gods, babe… what do you think I was gonna do that day I was supposed to go to the mall?” He gasped wildly as his claimed closed teeth over that tight nub. “Fuck, Spike… you just HAD to still… have clothes… in… DC…”
The blond chuckled, devoting just as much attention to this nipple as he’d given to the first one. “Bloody hell, luv… should have just said so. I’d have tossed what I had there out th’ window just ta let you get out an’… shop.”
Harris groaned again, his hips arching against the floor. “Gods, babe… it was gonna be… a… surprise…”
Spike’s only response was to nip harder, his hand sliding down to cup tight balls for a moment before stroking the thick, hard shaft just above. “Tell you what, Xan… we’ll both get them… an’ then we’ll come home an’ see just how wild we can make each other, yah?”
The brunette moaned, one hand sliding under the edge of the couch and fumbling for the bottle of lube he knew was there. “Shit, Spike… you’re gonna look so good…” he groaned as he handed his love the bottle and felt himself slicked up. “So good… can’t wait, babe…”
The vampire smirked, his fingers sliding in and out of his beloved’s hole. “Goin’ ta have ta wait, pet… need ta do a different sort of piercin’ at th’ moment…”
“Oh… fuck, yeah…”
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A few hours later, Harris stood in the garden fully dressed. He leaned against his favorite potted plant as he waited for the phone to be answered on the other end. Finally it was.
“This had better be important, Harris. Trevor and I were just… saying goodbye.”
It was the smug and happy tone to his friend’s voice that had Harris laughing. “So you’re still going to DC?”
“Of course I am. Have to finish the paperwork for the transfer and GOD knows why they can’t just let me do it here, but… whatever.” A loud, sensual chuckle followed by a soft smacking sound and mumbled ‘stop it, I’m on the phone’.
“Can you do me a favor, El? I… well, shit. I left the disk with my new project on it at my old place. Do you think you could stop by and pick it up for me?” Harris bit his lip, knowing his claimed would never let him go back just for that, especially since he’d been there two days earlier. “I just… I really need to get back to work, you know? Please?”
“I’LL say you have to start writing again. It’s been what? Three MONTHS since you’ve even bothered?” Elliot snorted into the phone. “I want my percentage, damn it.”
The teasing tone made Harris laugh again. “Well, if you get me that disk…”
“Fine, fine,” Elliot groused good-naturedly, “The usual place?”
“Yeah. Box on top of the entertainment center.”
“Okay. Hey! Does my key still work?”
“Definitely,” Harris said with a grin. “Mrs. J’s holding the place for me. Just for when Spike and I visit. So it’s all good, buddy.”
“Fine. Now, if you don’t mind I was…” Elliot moaned softly.
“Have fun, El… and give my best to Trev. Tell him I’m sorry for interrupting his coitus, and… call me when you get back, okay?”
“Hey, it’s MY coitus too! But I will, Harris. Later.”
* * * * *
The brunette was chuckling as he ended the call, then he smiled happily at the leather-clad arms encircling his waist from behind. “Ready to go, babe…?”
Spike purred, nuzzling against his Claimed’s neck. “Always, luv…” His hips rocked slowly against the back of his love’s pants, “but I suppose I’m ready ta go get us made inta pincushions, too.” His teeth flashed to fangs for a moment, the sharp tips barely grazing the warm, smooth skin. He let his tongue dance over the reddening points and whispered “Goin’ ta watch, Xan, while you’re done… th’ needle, th’ spreader… th’ ring… goin’ ta catalogue every moan an’ sigh, wishin’ I had my cock in your bum while th’ pain sings through you…”
Harris moaned softly, his arm rising to tangle in short blond locks and hold that sinful mouth against his skin. “Gonna watch you too, babe… think about your cock slamming deep into the back of my throat each time you so much as move while the… needle and stuff… pierce you…” He released a huge, shuddering sigh and forced himself to let go of Spike’s hair, stepping away from him at the same time. “Fuck, Spike… we’re never gonna get it done if we don’t get out of our apartment, and that’s looking more and more unlikely by the moment.”
It was a toss-up, Spike figured. Shag his beloved unconscious, which was always a good thing, or… wait until later and be able to taste the blood on his chest as nipples started to heal, becoming so sensitive and swollen he’d… “Bloody fuck. Let’s go, luv.”
He was laughing joyfully as his vampire grabbed his hand and dragged him through the apartment and out to the hall.
He was still laughing when they got into the Jag and tore out of the garage, heading for a place Spike knew. ‘Friend of a friend of a demon I know, luv,’ his claimed had told him. As much as that might have worried him years earlier, it just didn’t now.
His hand caressed his lover’s thigh softly as they ripped through the night. “So… when do I get that driving permit you promised me, babe…?”
Spike grinned wickedly, darting a glance at his beloved. “You can drive ME anytime you like, Xan… as for th’ other…? Next cloudy day, yah?”
He couldn’t do anything but squeeze Spike’s leg. It would be more than soon enough, and in the meantime… he was actually looking forward to feeling the pain he knew would come when the rings went through his tender flesh, making him that much more his vampire’s.
Of course, Spike was thinking very much the same thing, although in his case… he was thinking of the nipple rings more as a promise than anything else… no matter WHAT his human decided about Mating.
~Fini 'Aquaintances
~Next: 'Introductions'
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(A/N: see what I get for my first fic being 47 parts? People all annoyed cuz this one's only 14. LOL Not to worry. The next story in the series will definitely be longer, and in case anyone wondered...? Yes, 'Acquaintances' WAS simply a device to get Robert to the US in a way that would make logical sense. Hopefully it accomplished that.
To TheShadowCat: The wording of the bastard's will was something to the effect that only a certain percentage could be left or given to charities upon Lily's passing. The rest would have to be given to family. And Robert is definitely that, no matter HOW much his Grandfather would disapprove. LOL
Thanks to you, Nulinka and RedSharpie for taking the time to review. Hope you enjoyed this little journey, guys, and I'll try to get the next story started sometime this week. :) Til then... ta-ta. *waves*)
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