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Wow, oldness.
Poking through someone else's LJ in order to add a series of her snippets to my memories, I came across me teasing her with this, in the winter of 2001:

Xander on Spike. Stretched out on top of him on the floor, covering him completely. Sex? Maybe. Maybe hiding him from the sunlight, because the curtain rod just fell off the window, and it was the quickest thing. Every bit of Xander is just a little bit bigger than Spike. A little taller, a little wider. A little heavier -- or maybe a lot heavier, since Spike doesn't eat so good these days, and Xander's put on a few. Just enough to make him solid and heavy as he presses Spike into the floor at every contact point. Chest to chest, belly to belly, cocks trapped between them, just sliding a little bit, hips and thighs and Xander's knees on the outside of Spike's, but their feet and ankles twined and tangled, rubbing each other's toes. And Xander's arms cradling Spike's face. Shielding him, maybe, or framing him, or just holding off for one more second, to make it even better when he lowers his lips to Spike's wet, red mouth.


*nods* Them's the boys.


2005-03-21 05:49 pm (UTC) (Link)

Hmmmm...you are a tease...


2005-03-21 07:17 pm (UTC) (Link)

Am not! Am the Good One!


2005-03-21 07:52 pm (UTC) (Link)

The Good Tease...


2005-03-21 06:20 pm (UTC) (Link)

Oooh -- you can tease me like that anytime!


2005-03-21 07:17 pm (UTC) (Link)

*wiggles fingers in front of your nose*

I'm not touching you! I'm not touching you...


2005-03-21 06:37 pm (UTC) (Link)

And with your curtain scenario, if it were say 11:am, Xander would have to stay on top of Spike all day until the sun came down. Those poor poor boys.



2005-03-21 07:17 pm (UTC) (Link)

I know. It's terrible.


2005-03-21 06:57 pm (UTC) (Link)

I... love you.


2005-03-21 07:15 pm (UTC) (Link)


There was a Spike on Xander reply, from cicirossi, but alas the post is locked. Because it was, as is all her stuff, Teh Hott.


2005-03-21 07:14 pm (UTC) (Link)

*dies of first-kiss-kink overdose*


2005-03-21 07:18 pm (UTC) (Link)

*covers the body with a sheet and looks around to make sure no one noticed me standing near you*


2005-03-21 08:30 pm (UTC) (Link)

I-I'd resuscitate you but your icon keeeled me.

::falls over::


2005-03-21 08:28 pm (UTC) (Link)


You mean there's not....more?

::pouts hugely::


2005-03-21 09:15 pm (UTC) (Link)

There's not more. :-P


2005-03-21 10:24 pm (UTC) (Link)

Here. More. More oldness, that is, from about the same period.

zortified: Spike, Xander. Naked.

squashed: Mmmm, good thoughts

zortified: Hm. Or I could take a nap.

squashed: This would be my vote. I'd take one myself if there weren't pint sized awakey kids around.

zortified: Maybe Spike and Xander could take naked naps for us?

squashed: Well... I can think of a lot better things I'd like to watch 'em doing than nap, if they're naked...

mpoetess: Ya think? Cos I can just see them, stretched out on the bed. They're worn out from an exhausting couple of hours of...playing chess. Xander's sprawled face down over the blankets, just utterly wiped out, his hair damp, body still sheened with sweat because, well, shower? Maybe later, when every muscle he owns isn't melted into a puddle of warm puddle-y stuff. Spike's curled up at his side, kind of leaning into him, one leg thrown over Xander's right thigh, and his hand on that bare, round ass. Not even awake enough to do more than stroke it a little, and listen to Xander murmur in his sleep. The other arm pinned underneath Xander's stomach, because he rolled over on it in his sleep, but Spike doesn't care. It's warm, and he's sleepy, and he can rest his head against the back of his lover's arm and just float, drifting away in a soft, Xander-filled sea.


2005-03-21 10:42 pm (UTC) (Link)

mmm, lovely.

And it made me oddly sleepy, too.

::goes off to have dreams with naked boys in them:;


2005-03-22 12:28 am (UTC) (Link)

I like your boys, especially the warm blooded mensch that protects his lover from all harm, mmmm.


2005-03-22 02:06 am (UTC) (Link)

Purely out of self-sacrifice and not because it in any way turns him on. *g*


2005-03-22 07:16 pm (UTC) (Link)


Those are both lovely.


2005-03-22 07:34 pm (UTC) (Link)