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Title: Tattoo
Author: Forsaken2003
Pairing: S/X
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I own none, all belong to Joss Whedon
Comments: Always welcomed!
Summary: Xander has a surprise for Spike
Warnings/Spoilers: Oh lets say Season 5
Beta’d by: Dragonfly_64

The smell of dried blood hit Spike’s nose as soon as Xander entered their apartment. He was up and out of his chair and at Xander’s side. “What happened?”

“What do you mean? Nothing happened,” Xander replied unconvincingly.

“I smell blood, whelp,” Spike said and took another sniff indicating it.

Xander mentally cursed, “It’s nothing really.”

Spike narrowed his eyes, he hated when his boy lied to him, “Why don’t I be the judge of that, pet?”

With a sigh Xander knew Spike wasn’t about to drop it. He removed his jacket dropping it onto the couch before pulling his t-shirt over his head letting it fall to the floor. A white bandage was taped to his left pectoral just over his heart. There was a little bit of blood that seeped through, but not enough of Xander being in any danger.

Without asking for permission Spike gently removed the bandage preparing him for whatever injury laid beneath. His eyes amplified as he gaped at Xander’s chest. “What the bloody hell?”

A large silver coloured spike was tattooed sloping left to right. One word was tattooed in middle of picture, ‘love’. “So… do you like? Guess if you don’t that’s too bad because I am not going to get it removed. I like it; it took me weeks to decide on what I wanted.”

“Xander…” Spike was speechless; it took him a few minutes for his voice to come back. “It’s bloody marvellous!”

“So you like?” Xander asked with a coy smile.

“Like it? I bloody well love it!” Spike ran a finger over the reddened skin. “Did it hurt?”

Xander laughed before saying, “Like a son of a bitch! I almost jumped out of the chair and ran for the hills.”

Spike leaned down placed a tendered kiss on the tattoo. “It looks amazing on your bronzed skin.”

“That’s what the girl said,” Xander replied. “She said that whoever it was for was a lucky person.”

“That I am,” Spike agreed and kissed his love on the lips. “How about I give you a proper thank you?”

Xander popped the button on his jeans open, “I think it’s only fair.” He pulled them off with a grin. Oh yeah, the pain had totally been worth the look on Spike’s face. And if he got rewarded for it, who was he to turn it down?

The End
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