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 16/18 + Epilogue
Rating: NC17 Overall
Chapter 16/18 + Epilogue
Rating: NC17 Overall
'You can't hurry love'
Both men gazed at the shimmering buildings in the distance. Xander grunted and toed the ground with his boot. "I guess this is it then." Spike folded his arms loosely over his chest. "Seems like."
"You sure you want to go to Salt Lake City?"
Spike shrugged. "Got nowhere else to go."
Xander draped his arm over Jack's neck. "We made a pretty good team."
"When you weren't trying to get me killed." Spike huffed.
"Hey, you stole my money," Xander protested.
"You stole it in the first place." Spike reminded him.
Xander nodded. "Guess so." Spike glanced at him. "You still gonna go to Australia?"
"Money's gone, 'sides ain't nothing I can do there that I can't do here," Xander replied.
There was a moment of silence. "We do make a good team." Spike commented.
"Shame to break it up really," Xander agreed.
Spike sighed. "Did you mean it?"
"About me being the best whore you ever met."
"Sure did." Xander nodded taking off his hat. "Fact is, I reckon you're about the best person I ever met, man or woman." Spike dropped his arms and chuckled. "Glad you think so Pet. I'm kinda attached to you too." They turned and smiled at each other. "So Salt Lake?" Xander asked. Spike shook his head. "I guess not. Austalia?" Xander shook his head. "Nope," he looked into Spike's eyes. "You mean it, you'll bed down with me?" Spike put his arms around Xander's neck. "Sure do, besides we've got a lot of foolin' around to do."
They kissed long, slow and deep and when they came up for air they were both grinning. "A man's gotta know what he want's in this life, ain't that so Spike?" Xander asked seriously. Spike frowned. "I guess that's right Pet." Xander nodded. "And a man's gotta fight for what's his." Spike's frown deepened. "Xander?"
"I'm going to get my money," Xander caught up Jack's reins. "I stole it fair and square, it's mine and nobody's gonna take it from me!" Spike stared in stunned amazement. "What? Are you mad?" Xander began to climb up into the saddle, Spike grabbed his belt and hauled him down. "Wait, wait." Xander turned. "The money doesn't matter it's all changed, we can work scams together." Spike insisted. Xander smiled enigmatically, "We need that money Spike to set ourselves up," he turned and swung into the saddle.
Spike reached up and hauled Xander out of the saddle and cracked him on the jaw, Xander sprawled on his back. "You crazy son of a bitch!" Spike raged, Xander rubbed his jaw. "You're going to get yourself killed, you're one stubborn human being!" Xander stood, Spike swung at him, Xander ducked. "You're a demented idiot!" Spike swung again, Xander pulled his head back, Spike missed and spun around, Xander smiled. Spike glared at him, eyes narrowed, fists clenched, chest heaving. "There's going to be no living with you without that goddamn money, is there?" Xander grinned. "Ok, then we'll go and get it back."
"Tell you the truth Spike, I don't like our odds, but hell, I sure like the company." Xander swung into the saddle. "Climb aboard," he lowered his arm to help Spike up. Spike settled behind him. "Oh, and Spike?"
"Thanks for caring."
They set off along the trail. "Where we going?" Spike asked. "I need to go and get something from a place I know." Xander replied. They followed the trail as it wound up into the mountains getting steeper and much rockier. Xander turned off the trail and they rode on a little way until a small, timber hut appeared in the distance. Xander pulled up outside and Spike slid down and stretched, he eyed the hut and the notice over the door 'Explosives' and the heavy chain and padlock. "What is this place?" he asked as Xander dismounted. "It's where the mining company keeps their explosives." Xander replied. Spike put his hands on his hips. "Aha, and you know about it, how?"
"Played cards with some miners here once, had to leave in a hurry though, I had two Ace of Diamonds." Xander grinned.
"Figures." Spike nodded.
"You still got the Derringer?"
"Sure." Spike fished it out of his pocket and placed it in Xander's outstretched hand. It took four shots before the padlock fell open. Xander handed the gun back to Spike and disappeared into the hut. He emerged with a bundle of sticks of dynamite and a small white bag, he handed them to Spike. "Put these in the saddlebags."
"Sure, are they safe?"
"As houses, it's just a few sticks of dynamite and a little black powder."
Spike nodded and did as he was told. Xander disappeared and re-emerged with a small coil of fuse and matches in his hand and a long rope looped over his shoulder. Spike frowned. "Why the rope?" Xander grinned. "You'll see."
They rode down the rocky incline and set off across country at a steady pace. "Where now?"
"Hell you sure ask a lot of questions Spike." Xander chided with good humor. "Rayne's hideout is a small farm in the next valley that's where they'll be and my money. They have a strong box hidden under the floor of the cabin, that's where I reckon they'll have put the bag."
"I dread to ask this............You know this....how?"
"I played cards with them there once."
"I might have bloody known."