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BtVS AU/AR › Slash - Male/Male › Spike(William)/Xander
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Adult ++
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17
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5,629
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21
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Chapter 15
Xander fiddled nervously with the hem of his shirt. It did nothing to calm him. So he fiddled nervously with the hem of Spike’s shirt. It still did nothing to calm him and Spike, as a result, became quite irritated.
“Will you stop bloody fidgeting?”
“I can’t help it! I’m nervous!”
“So am I!”
“Well, you’re not the one that has to give birth!”
“Come off it. It ain’t like you gotta blow them out your arse.”
“Firstly, I congratulate you on a truly horrific image, and secondly, just because we’re magicking the babies out doesn’t mean that something won’t go wrong… What if something goes wrong?”
“Xan…”
“What if the spell doesn’t work? What if, what if, what if it never works!? What if the babies get stuck in here forever!”
“Xan…”
“What if we can’t *ever* get them out?! What if they stay inside, never come out and…oh my god, what if…”
“Xan…!”
“No, no, let me finish. What if they grow up inside me?!”
“Eh?! Pet…”
“Oh, god, they’ll grow and get all big and I’ll be stretched to my very limits! Spike, I don’t think I have enough room for two fully grown people!”
Spike grabbed the tops of Xander’s arms and shook him none-too-gently. “Xander!” he yelled. “Snap out of it! Calm down! Calm down or you’ll give yourself…” Spike stopped to consider what Xander could give himself by getting so stressed, “…haemorrhoids,” he finished.
That seemed to give Xander the jolt he needed. “I’m gonna get haemorrhoids?” he squeaked.
Spike shrugged. “Dunno.”
Both men looked helplessly at Tara and Dawn for the answer.
They both shrugged as well. “I think it might be an actual childbirth thing,” Tara suggested with a smirk. “But I could be wrong. I’m pretty sure that you’re safe, though.”
Xander shifted uncomfortably, convinced that he could feel things developing where things never should. A sudden thought hit him and he pulled at the collar of his shirt in an attempt to look down into it.
“What the hell are you doing now?!”
“I’m checking.”
“For?” Spike really wasn’t sure that he wanted the answer.
“Breasts.”
“Right.”
“Because if I start producing milk…”
“Pet,” Spike started, pulling the shirt collar away from Xander’s fingers, “you ain’t got breasts. You ain’t gonna get breasts…”
“Are you sure?”
Spike ran his hands over Xander’s chest. “Positive. See? All flat.”
Xander smiled at Spike’s suddenly kind expression. “Are you sure that…?”
“Bleedin’ hell, will you just shut up?” Spike said, just before he fastened his lips over Xander’s.
Tara and Dawn paused, momentarily surprised to see their guy-friends locking lips with each other. Luckily, armadillo porn flashed up on the TV screen and the girls immediately turned their attentions to that instead. Giles was most fascinated by it. “They hardly ever breed in captivity!”
“Look, I know you’re scared. Got every reason to be.” Spike looked over at the clock. “An hour, pet, that’s all. One hour and it’ll all be over and we’ll have two little nippers…”
“And isn’t it weird that I’m not scared by that anymore? The actual baby part, I mean.”
“Not really. You've always been a bit on the odd side, pet.”
“I’ve always thought that about you, too.”
“Well, then. Make a good team, eh?”
“I guess we do.”
They kissed again, somewhat awkwardly, and Tara and Dawn found themselves doing the ‘sighing head-tilt’. Giles averted his eyes and fiddled with his pencil. “I do wish those girls would return,” he muttered.
And, as if by magic, the front door swung open and in trailed two large piles of shopping bags. Buffy and Willow were somewhere underneath.
“Whoa, guys! What did you buy? The entire store?”
“Nope,” Willow chirped. “Two whole stores.”
“We got this and this and, ooh, this and this was just so cute!” Buffy held up numerous toys and clothes. “Can you believe that they make socks this small?”
“And look at these,” Willow chimed in. “Mini-jeans! Mini-sneakers!”
“Auw, look, pet, a Laugh and Learn puppy. Cute…. You alright?”
Xander held on to Spike’s arm and held his breath as his stomach ‘popped’ yet again.
“Bleedin’ hell!”
“Gods, Spike, please tell me that was the last time that’s gonna happen?”
Spike guided Xander back across the room and carefully tipped him onto the couch. “Willow?” he asked.
“That should be the last time. Buffy, why don’t you and Dawn go through all this stuff with Xander and Spike? Tara and I will set up the spell.”
“What should I do?” Giles asked.
Everybody thought about it.
“A cuppa would go down quite nicely, cheers, Watcher.”
Giles grumbled but complied anyway. The kitchen was certainly a better option that being forced to sit through a show and tell of several hundred dollars worth of baby bits.
**
“Names,” Spike suddenly announced.
Xander pointed to the people in the room. “Buffy, Tara, Willow, Dawn, Giles and my name is *Xander*,” he said, enunciating his own name as slowly and clearly as possible.
“No, you bloody idiot! I meant baby names!”
“I know what you meant,” Xander laughed. “I don’t know. We don’t even know the sexes.”
Spike shrugged and tried to act as casual as possible. “’Just thought it might be an idea to think up a few boys' and girls' names. I mean, they’ll be one or the other.”
“Of course they’ll be one or the other! There is no other sex!”
“Oh, yes there is. Rajin’ardon demons have a third sex.”
“They do?”
“Yeah. But then again, there’s Tyme-lawd demons. Rumour has it that they’re asexual. Although personally, I think that’s a load of bollocks. Shag like monkeys, I reckon.”
“Hm,” Xander considered. “So, monkeys have a lot of sex?”
“Yeah. Don’t you think?”
“Yeah. Why wouldn’t they, I guess. Nothing to do all day but swing from branches, eat bananas and have lots sex. Sounds pretty good to me. Except for the swinging from branches part. I think my arms would get really tired from all that.”
“Mm, wouldn’t fancy that either. If I was a monkey, I’d rather do a bit of swimmin’. ‘Course, shagging in the water is always fun.”
“So you’d combine your activities?”
Spike nodded.
“Huh. Industrious.”
“Guys?” Willow called. “It’s time.”
Xander felt fear rush through him for only a moment before Spike entwined their fingers and squeezed his hand.
“Baby names after, then, eh? Don’t worry, luv. I’m right here. I ain’t gonna let nothin’ hurt. Trust me?”
“Strangely, yeah, I trust you.”
Spike reached behind them and pulled out Xander’s teddy from the back of the couch. He reached into his duster pocket next and pulled out his own bear. “For our babies.”
TBC…
“Will you stop bloody fidgeting?”
“I can’t help it! I’m nervous!”
“So am I!”
“Well, you’re not the one that has to give birth!”
“Come off it. It ain’t like you gotta blow them out your arse.”
“Firstly, I congratulate you on a truly horrific image, and secondly, just because we’re magicking the babies out doesn’t mean that something won’t go wrong… What if something goes wrong?”
“Xan…”
“What if the spell doesn’t work? What if, what if, what if it never works!? What if the babies get stuck in here forever!”
“Xan…”
“What if we can’t *ever* get them out?! What if they stay inside, never come out and…oh my god, what if…”
“Xan…!”
“No, no, let me finish. What if they grow up inside me?!”
“Eh?! Pet…”
“Oh, god, they’ll grow and get all big and I’ll be stretched to my very limits! Spike, I don’t think I have enough room for two fully grown people!”
Spike grabbed the tops of Xander’s arms and shook him none-too-gently. “Xander!” he yelled. “Snap out of it! Calm down! Calm down or you’ll give yourself…” Spike stopped to consider what Xander could give himself by getting so stressed, “…haemorrhoids,” he finished.
That seemed to give Xander the jolt he needed. “I’m gonna get haemorrhoids?” he squeaked.
Spike shrugged. “Dunno.”
Both men looked helplessly at Tara and Dawn for the answer.
They both shrugged as well. “I think it might be an actual childbirth thing,” Tara suggested with a smirk. “But I could be wrong. I’m pretty sure that you’re safe, though.”
Xander shifted uncomfortably, convinced that he could feel things developing where things never should. A sudden thought hit him and he pulled at the collar of his shirt in an attempt to look down into it.
“What the hell are you doing now?!”
“I’m checking.”
“For?” Spike really wasn’t sure that he wanted the answer.
“Breasts.”
“Right.”
“Because if I start producing milk…”
“Pet,” Spike started, pulling the shirt collar away from Xander’s fingers, “you ain’t got breasts. You ain’t gonna get breasts…”
“Are you sure?”
Spike ran his hands over Xander’s chest. “Positive. See? All flat.”
Xander smiled at Spike’s suddenly kind expression. “Are you sure that…?”
“Bleedin’ hell, will you just shut up?” Spike said, just before he fastened his lips over Xander’s.
Tara and Dawn paused, momentarily surprised to see their guy-friends locking lips with each other. Luckily, armadillo porn flashed up on the TV screen and the girls immediately turned their attentions to that instead. Giles was most fascinated by it. “They hardly ever breed in captivity!”
“Look, I know you’re scared. Got every reason to be.” Spike looked over at the clock. “An hour, pet, that’s all. One hour and it’ll all be over and we’ll have two little nippers…”
“And isn’t it weird that I’m not scared by that anymore? The actual baby part, I mean.”
“Not really. You've always been a bit on the odd side, pet.”
“I’ve always thought that about you, too.”
“Well, then. Make a good team, eh?”
“I guess we do.”
They kissed again, somewhat awkwardly, and Tara and Dawn found themselves doing the ‘sighing head-tilt’. Giles averted his eyes and fiddled with his pencil. “I do wish those girls would return,” he muttered.
And, as if by magic, the front door swung open and in trailed two large piles of shopping bags. Buffy and Willow were somewhere underneath.
“Whoa, guys! What did you buy? The entire store?”
“Nope,” Willow chirped. “Two whole stores.”
“We got this and this and, ooh, this and this was just so cute!” Buffy held up numerous toys and clothes. “Can you believe that they make socks this small?”
“And look at these,” Willow chimed in. “Mini-jeans! Mini-sneakers!”
“Auw, look, pet, a Laugh and Learn puppy. Cute…. You alright?”
Xander held on to Spike’s arm and held his breath as his stomach ‘popped’ yet again.
“Bleedin’ hell!”
“Gods, Spike, please tell me that was the last time that’s gonna happen?”
Spike guided Xander back across the room and carefully tipped him onto the couch. “Willow?” he asked.
“That should be the last time. Buffy, why don’t you and Dawn go through all this stuff with Xander and Spike? Tara and I will set up the spell.”
“What should I do?” Giles asked.
Everybody thought about it.
“A cuppa would go down quite nicely, cheers, Watcher.”
Giles grumbled but complied anyway. The kitchen was certainly a better option that being forced to sit through a show and tell of several hundred dollars worth of baby bits.
**
“Names,” Spike suddenly announced.
Xander pointed to the people in the room. “Buffy, Tara, Willow, Dawn, Giles and my name is *Xander*,” he said, enunciating his own name as slowly and clearly as possible.
“No, you bloody idiot! I meant baby names!”
“I know what you meant,” Xander laughed. “I don’t know. We don’t even know the sexes.”
Spike shrugged and tried to act as casual as possible. “’Just thought it might be an idea to think up a few boys' and girls' names. I mean, they’ll be one or the other.”
“Of course they’ll be one or the other! There is no other sex!”
“Oh, yes there is. Rajin’ardon demons have a third sex.”
“They do?”
“Yeah. But then again, there’s Tyme-lawd demons. Rumour has it that they’re asexual. Although personally, I think that’s a load of bollocks. Shag like monkeys, I reckon.”
“Hm,” Xander considered. “So, monkeys have a lot of sex?”
“Yeah. Don’t you think?”
“Yeah. Why wouldn’t they, I guess. Nothing to do all day but swing from branches, eat bananas and have lots sex. Sounds pretty good to me. Except for the swinging from branches part. I think my arms would get really tired from all that.”
“Mm, wouldn’t fancy that either. If I was a monkey, I’d rather do a bit of swimmin’. ‘Course, shagging in the water is always fun.”
“So you’d combine your activities?”
Spike nodded.
“Huh. Industrious.”
“Guys?” Willow called. “It’s time.”
Xander felt fear rush through him for only a moment before Spike entwined their fingers and squeezed his hand.
“Baby names after, then, eh? Don’t worry, luv. I’m right here. I ain’t gonna let nothin’ hurt. Trust me?”
“Strangely, yeah, I trust you.”
Spike reached behind them and pulled out Xander’s teddy from the back of the couch. He reached into his duster pocket next and pulled out his own bear. “For our babies.”
TBC…