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Love- a Passion Play in Sex (er) Six acts

 

Lust

I love you… who are you?

 

Xander looked away as the punk from across the room had caught his eye. Again. What could he say? Those big, electric, sexy, no! Not sexy! BLUE! Shaking himself Xander sipped his soda. With Buffy in L.A. with her dad he and Willow had been doing the hanging thing more often but tonight she had cancelled on the Bronze-age and he had gone anyway. Couldn’t figure out why though. “Allo pet, what’s a pretty like you doing out un-escorted?” Looking up into those big, yes sexy, blue eyes Xander took a deep breath and licked suddenly dry lips. A shudder went through him as he watched the other man track his tongue with hunger clearly shown.

 

Why had he come? Fate maybe.

 

 

Euphoria
Yippee! You’re mine!
 
Spike growled to himself as he ripped the boys shirt open, needing to touch, to kiss, lick, bite. He’d brought the boy to a room he’d rented. Not on the first date, he’d gone about wooing his pet. Took him weeks to get the boy around to coming back with him and that was while he was trying to seduce the kid. Didn’t help that the kid kept dodging him whenever the red headed bint showed up. Wasn’t ‘out’ yet, says the boy. Spike didn’t care. Boy was all his now. Tackling him to the bed he grinned into glazed brown eyes. “Mine.”
 
“Yours.” Xander croaked out. Shuddering under the cool, clever hands.

 

Fear
Uh-oh
 
As Spike stepped out of the shadows, clapping and smirking at Buffy Xander froze. Eyes widening in the classic ‘dear in headlights’ look he added up all the various bits and pieces he knew about his un-official boyfriend. He… cold hands, growl, bites, possessive, dead sexy, breathed? Not during sex… Dead lord. His boyfriend was a vampire.
 

Disgust
The urges to hide in your room, eat everything in sight, and watch old movies with friends from highschool
 
Xander huddled under the afghan at Willow’s house. He had confessed everything to her, the gayness, the easiness, the vampiric boyfriend, the old, evil, vampiric boyfriend and the resulting avoidance and stalkage. Now he and Willow sat watching Casablanca with chocolate ice-cream heaped into rather large bowls in front of him. “You’re the best Wills.” Willow smiled at him, real, true, pure Willow smile.
“I know. Just what have you done to deserve me?” Xander grinned back.
 
“Two words, yellow crayon.”
 

The Truth
Love is Hard Work
 
Spike grinned. It had taken forever to finally get his boy alone. Somehow the kid had connived to get Angelus’ and the Slayer’s protection, or a ride home from the watcher and the kid had never invited him into his house. Must have been some sort of deeply buried sense of self preservation. Now however the boy was pinned under him, wrists held above his head and eyes sparking with anger and ooo, lust… “You’ve been a bad boy haven’t you Xan?”
 
“Yeah, well I’m not the one who’s cheating on a girl I’ve known for over a hundred years. Or who lied about being an evil soulless being.” Xander spat and Spike just smirked, and wormed a hand into the boyo’s loose pants.
 
“Never said I wasn’t.” Stroke, watch the eyes glaze. Like putty in his hands. “Just didn’t say I was.” And even if it had taken work the smell of his Xan during sex was worth it.
                  

The Finale
Otherwise known as the big Whoop Dee Do!
 
This is self explanatory and I don’t feel like writing sex. If you can’t figure it out…. Then you should not have even thought of reading it.