Rating: Very NC17!
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters, products or articles
mentioned in this story and gain no monetary profit from it.
Willow and Buffy are feeling guilty about their fake gift and are concerned
they haven't heard from Xander in days. When they check on him, they
find him with Spike. In shock, they decide to do a real spell to give their
friend his hearts desire, hoping he will dump Spike.
Warning: This story is a pointless, spornographic bit of fantasy, fluff and
sex. The author does NOT endorse the bizarre sexual techniques or
situations this story contains. (O.k., some of them are......never mind)
As always, full credit to the talented Petxnd who puts wonderful visuals to
my words and brings the stories alive.
The land they now found themselves on consisted of a narrow sandy beach
on the shore of the vast, dark ocean they had just survived. Beyond that
was an undetermined expanse of deep woods.
Xander's body slowly recovered from the stress of the panic, the odd sex
and the strain to his arms and back. When he looked into the darkness of
the night, he was startled by the glow and beauty of his vampire who stood
on the shore. His pale, glorious body now pock marked with huge, red
Spike flinched. His sense of survival immediately began cataloging his possible
responses and he settled on insulted, maybe tossing in a touch of outrage
at the accusing tone in Xander's voice, though all he had done was clear
When he spun around and saw his pet leaning against a huge maple tree,
his arms crossed over his bare chest, Spike crumbled.
"Look, Love, it isn't what you think. Cocky just remembered me from
all those years ago and he..."
"Save it, Spike. Damn, looks like this is your fantasy night instead of mine."
Before Spike could stop himself, a giggle escaped his lips and ruined the
sincere air of regret he was trying to display.
"No, no, Love. You have it all wrong. I was saving you. I was....."
"Shut up, Spike!"
"Xander, love, please, don't be mad. You know...."
"NO, SPIKE, SHUT UP! Listen!"
Spike rubbed a cool hand over a particularly sore spot on his left ass cheek
as he tipped his head listening for whatever his pet thought he heard.
Just as he was beginning to be convinced that it was only the sounds of the
wind in the trees, or what ever strange animals may inhabit this bizarre
island, he heard.
Spike took a step forward.
"Shh. I think...... is that....?"
Xander eased over to Spike's side as though their four ears together could
detect more than each of them separately, and just maybe it worked.
"There! There it is again. Did you hear...."
"Of course I did. Vampire ears, Love."
"Pointy and batlike?"
Spike snickered at Xander's insult. There was no heat or anger behind it
and Spike knew he had been forgiven for his little fish finding stunt.
Xander grabbed Spike's hand and began tugging him forward through the
dense, darkness of the woods. Spike stood his ground.
"Are you crazy? You want to rush off into the unknown just because you
think you can hear......."
"It's a circus, Spike! That's a pipe organ! The hollow, tooting, musical
sounds of a circus, a fair, a carnival. I LOVE A CARNIVAL!"
Spike groaned, but allowed himself to be pulled into the thicket of trees.
"Why am I not surprised."
Together, hand in hand and still buck ass naked, the two men dove into
the woods. They followed a sound that grew ever louder with each step
carefully covering their privates protectively against the snap of wayward
branches, twigs, and possible poison ivy.
Before they had gone more than a quarter mile, the illusionary forest had
miraculously fallen away, transforming itself into a vast open clearing, easily
the size of three football fields.
It was an explosion of color, sound, people, activity and pure adolescent
happiness. The shouts of people laughing and yelling were matched
by the music of the Tilt-A-Whirl, the Materhorn, and other stomach
The smells for Xander, were cotton candy, roasting peanuts and hot
sausage sandwiches simmering in mounds of onions and hot spicy
peppers. For Spike, the odors were all that, combined with the heavenly
smell of humanity. Sweat, pheromones and blood boiling just under the
surface of the skin.
He had to admit, his boy had done good on this one.
Spike slid his arm around Xander's bare waist, no longer concerned
with their nudity. The mall had proven that was a moot point. Now,
he could detect the changes in his companion as Xander's heart beat
quickened and his breathing escalated with excitement.
"Oh my God, Spike! The girls are the best! They hit this nail right on
the head with this wish! I LOVE it! When I was younger, my folks never
allowed me to go cause it cost too much and when I got older, the traveling
shows blacklisted Sunnydale, you know, hellmouth and all. Come on, let's
see what all is here."
Xander jerked on Spike's arm, dragging the reluctant vampire forward.
"Wait, Xan, just remember, this isn't real and some of your wishes haven't
turned out so well."
"Pfft. Hurry up, old man! What could possibly go wrong?"
Spike's eyes grew huge in horror. Had the boy not learned anything?
How could such a foolish statement have come from those luscious, full
tempting lips? Before he had the chance to admonish him, they found
themselves standing, barefoot on the soft layer of sawdust as the colored
lights and barkers drew them in.
"Yo, yo, yo! Come one come all! Step right up and see the wonders of
the world! All here! All now! Ride the rides! See the shows! Play the games
and win a prize! Everyone welcome! Humans and vampires alike!"
Spike thought the last line shouted by the huge man standing at the gate
seemed a bit on the odd side, but what the hell, these traveling shows
probably did cater to all sorts of species.
Rushing forward, Xander suddenly stopped at the admissions booth and
patted his bare butt. No wallet. No pockets. No pants. He frowned in
disappointment but the barker merely smiled and waved them in, calling
"Step on in, gentlemen. Everything for you is free to get in and only
you can pay the price to get out."
"Yeah! Wow, you hear that Spike? Everything is free. Let's go!"
Spike paused and twitched.
"Wait, Love, what did he mean by only you...."
But it was too late, Xander had already crossed the line and was rushing
toward the game booths and food carts where the next two hours were
spent riding the rides and eating all sorts of sugary, candy coated fruits and
hot steamy meats.
Spike had to admit, the girls had done a great job on this wish.
Before long, however, he couldn't help but notice Xander was slowing
down. The evening had been thrilling but exhausting. Spike was beginning
to think they had had enough. It was time to go home.
That's when it started to dawn on him. There were no exits.
"Um, Xan, Love."
"Just wondering, Pet, how the hell do we get out of here?"
Xander dropped his cotton candy horn into the trash can and, as he licked
his fingers, turned his body calmly in a full 360o. He frowned, paused, then
did it again.
Spike nodded and sighed. He knew this had gone too smoothly.