Warnings: HAU, M/M sex, humour, mild violence, swearing, angst, OOC, vague mentions of het sex, prostitution, varying chapter lengths. UNBETA'D. A little use of movie dialogue and songs.
Rating: NC17 overall, various chapters PG-NC17
Pairing: 100% S/X (With vague reference to X/OC, S/OC pre meeting.)
Comments: Comment if you want to, though it would be nice to know someone is reading it.
Disclaimer: I own nothing, everything belongs to someone who is not me. I write for fun not profit.
AN 1: Although Sunnydale characters have been used they are NOT necessarily in their Sunnydale persona's.
Note 1: This is set in the West of the 1880's, and it is not meant to be historically accurate. It mentions both the Mormon and Jewish faiths. This is fiction, it is a comedy, no disrespect is meant to either faith.
Note 2: My heartfelt thanks go out to my dear friend Bmblbee, for holding my hand through the writing and posting process. *Hugs*
Note 3: This is a plot driven story. What sex there is happens in the natural course of the plot and as part of Spike and Xander's relationship.
Summary: Xander Harris is a young, charismatic cowboy making his way gambling, petty thieving, womanizing and occasionally rustling through life. When he 'accidentally' steals $40,000 from the hapless Rayne gang, he and his clumsy, near-sighted horse Black Jack are forced to go on the run. He ends up in San Francisco, where he meets the handsome Englishman Spike 'Duke' Quaid, whore, con artist, bar tender and Saloon entertainer and their lives will never be the same.
Chapter 2/18 + Epilogue
Rating: NC17 Overall
Chapter 2/18 + Epilogue
Rating: NC17 Overall
'You can't hurry love'
About four miles from town the gang stopped and Xander slid from Jesse's horse and landed on his ass in the dirt. He straightened his hat and squinted up at Old Man Rayne. "I want to thank you Sir for your timely rescue, mighty generous of you." He scrambled to safety as Black Jack barreled up and nearly trod on him. The gang watched as Xander got to his feet and dusted himself off. "Damn horse is near sighted," he chuckled nervously and caught up the reins and swung into the saddle. "I'll be thanking you again and be on my way, don't want to take up anymore of your valuable time." The gang circled him, Xander frowned. Ethan spat into the dust and narrowed his eyes. "You heard of a town called Dirtwater, boy?"
"Yeah sure," Xander grinned. "Got run off from there just last week, Banker caught me giving one to his wife, not that the lady was complainin'."
"So I heard." The gang laughed. "I want you to go back there and finish the job." Xander shook his head. "I'd like to be obligin' but that Banker fella catches me again he's gonna shoot me an' I'm allergic to lead."
"I ain't askin'," Ethan edged his horse nearer. "I'm tellin'. 'Sides Bankers out of town on business till Thursday next."
"That's kinda the point." Jesse chuckled, Xander frowned.
"The Banker keeps the keys to the bank and the safe under his mattress," Ethan explained. "so your gonna be real nice to the lady and get the keys, pass them onto Dannny and we're going to relieve the bank of the burden of all it's money." Xander looked uncertain. "There's not gonna be more killing is there?" Ethan shook his head. "Not if you play your part, in and out quiet as mice, no fuss, no shooting." Xander sighed, he didn't really like it. "What's in it for me?" Ethan laughed. "We let you live and consider it payment in full for today's rescue." Xander looked round, he really had no choice. "Okay," he shrugged.
They reached Dirtwater in the early hours of the morning, the moonlit streets were deserted and they made their way to the Banker's house and the gang pulled up outside the neat, detached house. "This is where you get off boy," Ethan whispered to Xander and the gang snickered. "Danny will hide in them there bushes, you show the lady a good time and when she's asleep find the keys and drop them outta the window to him an' we'll call it quits." Xander nodded. Xander and Danny dismounted as the gang rode quietly up the dirt street. Xander opened the gate and Danny slipped into the yard and hid in the bushes as his Pa instructed. Xander straightened his hat and walked up to the house. He looked up at the bedroom window, the same one he'd dived through a week earlier and grinned. He stooped and picked up a handful of small pebbles and threw them up at the window, they clattered against the glass. "Willow, Willow honey, it's me Xander," he called in hushed tones. There was no response, he threw more pebbles. "Willow, wake up honey it's your Xanny come a callin'!" He called louder. The sash window was pulled up and the red head leaned out, her long hair cascading over her bare shoulders. She squealed. "Xanny baby is it really you?"
"Sure is honey," Xander grinned up at her. "Large as life an' twice as horny!" Willow squealed again and Danny snickered. "I thought Earnest ran you out of town."
"He did, but I heard he was away for a few days and I came straight on back to see my Willow. I thought damn the danger I gotta see my sweet girl again." She tossed her hair. "Well whatcha waitin' for baby? Climb on up and get your ass in here!" Xander looked at the wooden trellis and the clinging ivy and pulled testing it's strength, he grasped hold and began to climb. Willow pushed the window further up and leaned out, as soon as Xander was within reach she grasped him and hauled him in.
Damn she was strong! The window banged shut.
Danny waited an hour, then he waited an hour more. At last the window went up and Xander stuck out his head. Danny darted out of his hiding place and looked up as Xander tossed the keys to him; he caught them with a grin, tipped his hat and ran to his horse, Xander watched him ride away. Behind Xander Willow stirred, she opened her eyes and saw the moon shining off the round globes of Xander's bare ass and she licked her lips. "Xanny baby," she purred. "whatcha doin' outta bed?" Xander jerked upright and turned, a grin plastered on his face. "Just gettin' me some fresh air darlin'."
"Well leave the friggin' window open and get your sweet ass back in this bed right this minute." She patted the bed. Inwardly Xander groaned, the woman was insatiable. Five minutes later he was being ridden like a bucking bronco.
The sky was streaked with the first light of dawn when Willow was at last asleep. Xander tucked his sore dick gingerly inside his jeans, pulled on one boot, couldn't manage the other, pulled on his shirt, threw his duster over one shoulder, rammed his hat on his head and slowly crept downstairs carrying his boot. He opened the front door, stepped through and softly closed it behind him, he breathed a sigh of relief and limped down the path. Black Jack snickered. "Don't you start." Xander moaned, throwing the duster behind the saddle and fastening his shirt. He raised his foot towards the stirrup, the ache was too much and he groaned. He turned and limped up the street, Black Jack following.
He saw the gang's horses outside the bank, Danny with them, he limped over and sat on a bench and tried to pull on his boot. "Jesus," Danny whispered. "You look like a train wreck." Xander fixed him with a glare. "I feel like one, bloody woman wouldn't stop," he whispered hoarsely. Danny sniggered. Ethan and his boys dived out of the bank into the deserted street and he tied the canvas money bag to his saddle and looked at Xander. "Hell boy, you look like shit." Xander nodded. Just then the saloon keeper decided it would be a good idea to sweep the sidewalk outside the saloon, he emerged broom in hand just as Ethan swung into the saddle. he looked up. "Robbery, robbery they're robbing the bank!" His yell was cut short as Ethan shot him. Xander's mouth dropped. "You said there'd be no shooting!" Xander accused.
"Hey, tell him not me!" Ethan protested as the street filled with people and the bullets started flying, the gang wheeled their horses and galloped out of town leaving an open mouthed Xander sat on the bench. Xander panicked, ducking the flying bullets he rammed on his boot and pain forgotten leapt onto Jack's back, hissing when his sore dick hit the saddle, "Hey guys, wait for us!" He yelled as Black Jack galloped after the gang.