Title: A Mile in My Shoes, Epilogue
Author: Neena (varscona_pal@yahoo.ca)
Rating: NC-17 (contains slash and het.)
Pairing: G/B/X, S/X/B (Im warped, I know!) - (S/X. NC-17)
Disclaimer: Whedon, ME, Fox, Kuzui, WB, and numerous other bigwigs own the rights to these characters. Joss created them, and now Im playing with them! No infringement is intended and Im definitely not making any money off it, so please dont be angry.
Summary: Set in season five before things got all depressing, Buffy and Xander make the mistake of arguing in public, and get a whole new perspective on each others lives.
Warning: Contains slash, het and body swapping.
Spike had finally got Passions to come through clearly on his jury-rigged television and was settling down with a nice mug of blood to watch it, when the door of his crypt banged open. Spike mumbled some choice curses when Xanders silhouette appeared in the doorway, framed by deadly sunlight.
Buffyto what do I owe the displeasure? Spike asked, resignedly putting down his cup of O positive. Nolet me guessthis is about Xander, isnt it?
Xander closed the door; it took a second for his eyes to adjust to the dim lighting, but before he could pinpoint where Spikes voice had come from, Spike was already right in his face.
I know what youre gonna say, but its not like that. Not that I give a flying toss what you thinkcause frankly its none of your business, Spike said indignantly. He was just getting started: And its not like youve got anything to worry aboutchip, remember? I couldnt hurt the boy even if I wanted towhich I dont, he added quickly. I wouldnt expect you to understand. Hell, I dont much understand it myselfbut so help me I love the little twerp. Spike stood his ground, his jaw muscles bunching and his fists clenched in case she decided to make something of it.
Are you finished? asked Xander patiently.
Yeh. That about covers it, said Spike.
Soyoure telling me youre in love? asked Xander, fighting to keep his voice neutral.
Yeah, I suppose I am. You got a problem with that? said Spike defensively.
No, said Xander with a little smile. Actually, Im all good with that. Xander clasped his hands to either side of Spikes face and was about to kiss him, but Spike slapped his hands away.
Hereyou takin the piss? he said.
Spike, you doof, its meXander.
Spike eyed him suspiciously. Xandernot Buffy?
Its me, inside and out, he replied. Youre not disappointed, are you? he asked, a little worried. He hadnt considered the possibility that the new Xander packaging might not appeal to Spike.
Spike rolled his eyes and grabbed Xander by the belt, drawing him closer. Now why would I be disappointed?
I thought When this all started, I thought it was Buffy you wanted, Xander said quietly.
Course it was. But things changednow I want you, said Spike as if Xander was a few bricks short of a load. And just thinkI get to be the very first man to kiss those lips.
Xander hesitated; debating whether or not he should tell him hed already been kissed by Giles and Riley. The spark of lust in Spikes eyes made the decision for him, and the moment the vampires lips touched his, he knew hed made the right choice.
It was like starting all over again, but it was also like coming home. Spikes kiss ignited totally new sensations in him, yet at the same time, everything about it was familiar. His hands slid over Spikes marble-cold chestdrawn along the same muscular contours hed felt beforebut under his own hands, the skin seemed smoother somehow. It was different, too, looking into those incredibly blue eyes without having to crane his neck. But most importantly, when Spikes cool hand slipped into his pants and fisted his burning erection for the first time, Xander wanted to weep at the achingly familiar sensation. Familiar because hed imagined how it would feel for as long as he could remember.
Spike led him like a dog on a leash over to his favourite chair and gently sat him down in it. With a few seconds manoeuvring, he had Xanders pants off and was kneeling between his knees.
Xander looked down at the blonde head, studied the chiselled cheekbones and pouty lips, and imagined how amazing those pouty lips were going to feel around his cock. With that image flashing through his mind in large 3-d graphics, Xander lost control like some pubescent teenager and shot his load before Spike could even get started.
Spike looked up at himscarred eyebrow archedlooking supremely pleased with himself.
Sorry, said Xander sheepishly.
Nothin to be sorry for, Spike said, trying his best not to sound disappointed. Therell be plenty of time to try again. That is, unless youve got somewhere else youve got to be.
Xander gave a half-laugh. Actuallysince Buffy got me kicked out of my place, and Anyas not likely to let me back into her apartment, I guess there really isnt anywhere for me to go. Heyyou wouldnt happen to know of any damp, gloomy crypts that have a vacancy, would ya?
Spike couldnt believe what he was getting himself into, but he found himself saying: YeahI can think of a place. So long as you promise never to interrupt Passions again.
Xander grinned from ear to ear and sized up the place. It wasnt great, but with a little bit of redecorating, he could live with it.
THE END. (really)