Paring: S/X, AU
Rating: Adult NC17 for language and M/M sexual content.
Disclaimer: The Bee owns nothing including the characters and
products named in this story.
Warnings: Sex, violence and character death. Yes, the mouse
Summary: This story is a followup to Mouse but it is not necessary
to have read it. Xander brings Spike home to kill a mouse.
The mouse escaped and Spike stayed for the fun, games
and conflicts that S/X always get up to. One night Spike
gets more than a little drunk and does something stupid.
Comments: The last few stories have been drama and trauma. I felt
we needed some lighthearted fluff, comedy and stupidity.
Thanks to: Petxnd for her preread and suggestions and to Silk Labyrinth
for her betaing of boo boos. It should be noted that if any
irregularities remain it is due to the Bee's bullheadedness.
Xander kicked an empty Pepsi can as he trailed along behind the two vampires.
As suggested by his oh-so-helpful co-workers, he had insisted on tagging along
for the night's training. Spike had actually been very receptive to the idea and
was encouraged that Xander was showing an interest in Luffton's teachings.
In truth, Xander found the whole thing a bit on the squicky side. Although he did
his best to conceal his true feelings from his lover, he knew it must have shown
on his face from time to time. Still, for all Spike knew, Xander was having the
time of his life.
They had started the evening out with a stroll down by the docks where, within
the first hour, Luffton had spotted a mangy male coon. Xander stared in morbid
fascination as Spike's and Luffton's eyes both took on an evil glint and the
twitching of their noses was uncannily similar.
He watched as Spike whispered something in Luffton's ear before placing him
gently on the ground. Instantly, Luffton and the raccoon squared off. Luffton's
front end dropped low as his ass and tail tipped high in the air.
The coonie sniffed. He matched the mouse's ante and raised him a low mumbling
yowl. His tail was bottle brushed and swished rapidly back and forth as he
inspected the stupid rodent that was trespassing on his territory.
Spike was nearly giddy. He wrung his hands together and snickered maniacally
as he hung back out of sight to watch the upcoming cage match. Xander heaved
a sigh. His shoulders rose on the in breath and slumped dramatically as he blew
the air out in annoyed disgust.
The combatants squared off. They slowly circled and assessed each other
The coon took a step forward and, as a sign of fake weakness, Luffton took
a step back. It was the signal the coon had been waiting on and he lunged.
The ensuing ruckus of squeaks, yelps and Spike whooping and cheering split
the night as Spartacus mouse and his victim kicked up a cloud of dust and
dirt that made watching the spectacle difficult. Spike rushed over. He darted
in and out, shouting instructions and offering inspiring ideas.
Xander stood to the side, his arms crossed over his chest and a grimace of
loathing on his face. Luckily, the battle was short and sweet. When they
finally rolled to a stop, Coonie was flat on his back and Luffton had attached
himself to a spot on the animals soft underbelly just a fraction of an inch from
the coon's pecker.
From this position, Luffton sucked happily and the coon had decided that
sometimes it is better to make love not war as his head lolled to the side, his
tongue flopped out and his left leg twitched.
"EEWWW! Spike. It looks like your mouse is a perv."
Spike snatched his mouse off the sluggish animal and plopped him back on
"Luffton is no perv! He is cunning and clever and if you knew anything at all
you would know that a fledge always goes for the area of easiest access."
Xander snorted at the weak excuse.
"Yeah, sure. So, now that Luffton has fed, can we go home?"
Spike's face brightened as though there were never a disagreement and he started
off down the street forcing Xander to hustle to keep up.
"Nope. Now we are off to the cemetery. All vampires, whether they are mice or
men, need to know their way around a graveyard. Of course if we are boring you,
you can always go...."
"No. No, I'm thrilled to be tagging along while your mouse wreaks havoc on the
wildlife of Sunnydale. Lead on, Macbeth."
The rest of the trip was more of the same. Spike petted to the point of fondling
his mouse childe and Xander stayed a few steps behind, grumbling and devising
new and gruesome ways to dispose of the hated Luffton.
At one point, Spike stopped and placed Luff on the ground near a fat, croaking
toad. As expected, Luffton rushed the creature, bit it and immediately recoiled,
spitting and gagging as Spike whooped, hollered and rolled on the ground in hilarity.
Even Xander had to crack a smile at that one despite himself.
When they passed through the gates of Restfield, Xander had nearly had enough.
He yawned, feeling exhausted from lack of sleep and boredom. He hopped up on
a headstone and watched as Spike again put Luffton through his paces, showing
him holes in tree trunks where he could nest during the daylight hours and pointing
out disturbances in the piles of dry leaves where animals had lain.
Finally, he sent Luffton off to search for prey while Spike joined Xander to wait.
"Really is going well, don't you think?"
Xander suddenly got a bright idea and knew that he had been going about this all
wrong. Slowly, he slid down from the granite slab and he tugged the shirt off over
"It really is. Luffton is brilliant. I think we need to give him a few minutes all on his
own. You know, show him we have faith in him without looking over his shoulder."
Spike's mouth dropped. He stared at the bare chest of his lover then he glanced
down at Luffton. Xander. Luffton. Xander. Luff.... Then Xander popped open
the button on his jeans and the teeth of his zipper clacked loudly as they dropped
one by one.
"Oh, yeah, he's good."
And Spike pounced. For a brief moment Xander envisioned himself the hapless
coon before he realized that with a bit of luck and positioning, he may be lucky
enough to share the raccoon's fate.
Luffton scowled. His master was going to breed with the human again. It just
wasn't fair. It wasn't..... Luffton froze. His hyper-hearing detected a small sound
nearby and he spun his body around. His nose twitched. His eyes scanned the
area in general and the pile of dried leaves specifically.
He waited and watched silently but nothing occurred. Just as he was beginning
to think he had been wrong, he spotted it. A miniscule movement. A tiny nose
that protruded from beneath a golden maple leaf and wiggled in uncertainty.
A mouse! It was another mouse!
Luffton crept closer as a matching curiosity coaxed the other rodent from the safety
of his foliage hideout. Luffton blinked. It was a male mouse but he was beautiful!
He was a bit on the chubby side with deep brown eyes. He stumbled as he moved
and tripped over his own feet which Luffton thought was simply adorable. But the
best part, the real hook was the hair. The live mouse had a tuft of shaggy brown
hair that fell into his beady little eyes giving him that innocent, victim look that made
Luffton want to protect and care for him.
And breed the fuck out of him!
Luffton suddenly understood. He glanced back at his master and the human as
they rutted together on the ground and he understood the attraction. Despite
the futility of breeding with a same sex mouse, the urge could not be denied.
Immediately, by way of introduction, the two mice sniffed butts and apparently
came to a mutual agreement. Meanwhile....
"Get your pants off. Wait. Easy. Let me. I'm not wearing underwear."
"Oh, yeah baby. You might be able to suck my neck but I can sure as fuck suck
"HEY! What the fuck is going on here?"
At the sound of Buffy's voice, both men stopped dead in their tracks. Their dicks
slightly deflated as Xander peeked over Spike's shoulder.
"Oh, hey, Buff. Ha ha. Fancy meeting you here. So, um, you patrolling? Those
new shoes you're wearing?"
Buffy stared down at them. Xander was on the bottom and Spike on the top.
Both of their pants were down around their ankles and Spike's white ass shone
brightly in the moonlight.
"As a matter of fact, I am meeting a date here tonight."
Spike nodded thoughtfully as neither man made a move to get up, instead adopting
a casual attitude of 'what the hell.'
"That right? What sort of date? Demon or human?"
Buffy shrugged and decided that she was tired of pretending. It was her life and
she would do as she pleased.
"Demon. An Azure demon actually. We never met but our questionnaires said we
were a perfect match."
"Azure demon? You know they are blue don't you?"
Buffy scrunched her nose as she considered that, then her face lit up.
"That's great. I can cheer him up! Well, I can see that you guys are busy and I
gotta go anyway. So, see ya! Oh, BTW. You two look as hot as I imagined you
They watched as she skipped off into the darkness. When she was out of sight,
Xander looked up into the blue eyes of his lover.
"Well, I believe we have just been outed, Spike. What do you say we take this
business home to bed where we can really express our gayness."
Spike laughed. He leapt to his feet and offered his hand to Xander. At the same
time he called for his childe to join them.
"Hey, Luff. Come on boy, time to go home."
When he spotted his mouse, he was surprised to see that he was not alone. Luffton
took a step towards Spike and the other mouse squeaked. Immediately, Luffton
rushed back to his side. Spike frowned.
Xander took Spike's hand and squeezed.
"It's time to let him go, Spike. You have taught him all you can and now Luffton
must make his own way in the vampire mouse world. And it looks like he
won't be making that journey alone. Even I gotta admit that is a cute little mouse
he has there. Besides, we come here a lot. I'm sure we will see him again."
Spike was torn. He wanted his mouse but he knew that what Xander was saying
was true. There comes a time in every mouse childe's life that he needs to find his
own path. So finally, with a hesitant nod of approval and pride, Spike waved
goodbye to his offspring as Xander tugged him away.
"See ya, buddy. We'll be back to check on you. Take care. Don't bite any
Xander rolled his eyes at the extended farewell and whispered, "No chip, Spike.
You can bite me during sex and....."
Luffton watched the men go and he puffed out an unneeded breath. He then
turned to Nicky mouse and he squeaked.
"Sheesh. I thought they'd never go. Come on. Let's try to make butt mice."
Nicky agreed and they all lived happily ever after.
Thank you so much to those who read and commented. The Bee loves to write
but it really helps to know if there are those who still want to read her stories.
The next story starts April 1. It is a follow-up to Rough Diamond and OCD Spike
is back. A story announcement will be posted on March 31.
Till then, smooches and TTFN!