Author: Asenath 33
Rating: NC17ish maybe R or even less as no actual sex, just references to it.
Concrit: by email please/in comments/no
Disclaimer: the usual
Summary: Spike's in denial
Previous chapters: yes, one
I hope I haven't already posted this. I think I posted a link but just noticed that it was the wrong one.
Why the hell had he used the word love? Bloody stupid thing to do, because of course he didn’t love the boy. And he was not going to use the ‘word’ luv from now on either. The stupid git had gone all gooey eyed since he’d said it for god’s sake. And Spike really didn’t like that. Did he? But he did like the sex, so maybe the term ‘luv’ could be used again if it meant that he could get his end away on a regular basis, or even an irregular one, with Xander bloody (or not so bloody...yet) Harris. Beggars can’t be choosers and all that. Not that he would ever be a beggar.
Chooser yes. And he had chosen. And he’d make that clear to the manipulative little prick in due course.
But for the moment no loving. Just using.
Spike knew that in his heart of not-beating hearts that he was in denial, but he’d decided to push that thought back far enough into the recesses of his brain so that it didn’t really matter for the moment.
But back to the beggars though. He was definitely not going to be the one who was begging. That was going to be the Slayer’s sidekick’s aka loser’s role from now on.
He heard a moan from Xander which instantly got him hard. Gods, the boy moaning as he woke up was enough in itself to get him hard. It was ridiculous. And the expression on Xander’s face. The happy expression on his face... and oh fuck...
“Morning, love. Or should I say night?”
“Spike you’re still here, I...”
Spike didn’t let him finish the sentence. At least snogging the boy senseless meant that he didn’t have the capacity to use the L word again. For a while at least. No, absolutely not. Never using that. Ever again.