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The Chance of a lifetime. Prt 1/1

TITLE : The Chance of a Lifetime
AUTHOR: bohofemm
FANDOM: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
PAIRING: Spike/Xander
GENRE : Slash
TABLE: B
PROMPT: 050. Bliss
RATING: PG
WORD COUNT: 384
SUMMARY: Xander and his brain argue.
WARNINGS: None.
NOTES: X-Posted to lover100
DISCLAIMER: You recognize them? I don’t own them.


Xander knew it was now or never. If he didn’t kiss now, he would never kiss him, and wonder just what he had missed out on.

Alexander Lavelle , don’t be nervous. You’ve dreamed of this. You may have convinced yourself it would never happen, but here it goes.

He leaned in, shaking slightly. Spike seemed to sparkle beneath the pale light. He paused.

What if Dru comes after you? She is insane enough to think that Spike is her property!

“Going to leave me hanging Xan?” God, he was so cute when he was anxious. Look at that smile! Those eyes!

How can deny those adorable pouty lips? I thought I taught you better Harris!

Xander really wished he could shut off his brain. His brain did nothing good for him. All it did was make him weird.

He’s adorable! Just kiss him, would you? Or I’ll dry up your libido!

Xander visibly blanched at that thought.

Glad I got your attention! Now pucker up.

Xander quickly pecked Spike’s lips.

Oh no no no no NO! Kiss him right!

“Don’t be nervous, Pet. I won’t bite you. Much too precious for me.”

Don’t deny yourself the chance to be happy. He’s nowhere near as annoying as Anya. She’d want you to move on. Plus you know…he defeated the Blackthorn…something or other…

God, how he missed that girl. Dying like that, she had to have reached her heavenly prize.

Just kiss him. You haven’t talked to anyone or crushed like this on someone since she died.

Xander wrapped his arms around Spike. He leaned in, his head resting on his chest.

“Xander, do you want to kiss me?”

He nodded.

Just have him kiss you.

Spike tilted his head, and kissed, long, slow and deep.

You’re in love. A happy, perky kind of love. Annoying, isn’t it?

“Came from Hell to kiss you.” Spike murmured, his calloused palm lovingly caressing Xander’s cheek. “Satan’s not half as nice,”

He touched me! Dear God, I sound like a girl, but I can’t believe he touched me!

Xander moved forward, reaching out. He lightly caressed Spike’s cheek, and eased his lips slowly onto his. He knew that this should feel weird, and be out of place…but it didn’t. It felt natural. It felt right.

He loved it.
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