I pose this question to the readers here who, as I recall, are the most EXCELLENT writers of Slash.
Does ANYONE here know of a good site for NASIR & AGRON slash? I'm looking for a friend of mine who complains that the pairing is so new that the only fic out there is just awful. "That's not how sex works, and that's not how healing works" were his actual words.
I came here to ask because I remember, in my happy SX days, that everyone on this board rocked.
BUT I DO NOT ASK THIS QUESTION EMPTY HANDED, of course, here is an offering of SX......
TITLE: XANDER DAYDREAMS
He found Spike at the Bronze, sitting in a secluded corner, watching the goings-on with
a sly smile. He was not at all surprised to see Xander approach. In fact, he had a second beer on hand, cold, freshly opened, which he handed the boy. They exchanged a look like a secret code, they clinked glass in an unspoken toast. Xander knelt beside the chair in which the Vampire was lounging.
They traded witticisms, they traded a few barbs. Then Xander said something suggestive (and terribly witty) which made Spike raise an eyebrow.
“Something you want, love?”
Xander, fully confident, and with no hesitation, leaned his long body up to Spike and laid his lips against his ear. “I want you to take me to your crypt, right now. There’s something I need you to do for me."
“What’s that, pet?”
“I’ll show you when we get there.” But the Vampire shook his head and flashed him an evil grin.
“You’re going to have to ask, anyway, love. Why not ask now?”
It was a dare, Xander knew, but the dare only made him bolder. Spike had him locked in an approving, yet predatory gaze, and this time, Xander didn’t drop his eyes.
“I guess you’re getting a little tired of guessing?” but Spike shook his head no.
"It just makes me hard
when you ask
Their eyes locked, Xander leaned in again and said, in a voice only the Vampire could hear … “I want to undo my belt, and take off these jeans, and let you have your favorite vein, and after I feed you, I want to come in your mouth.”
He was rewarded with a raised eyebrow and a look bordering on surprise. And a smile. His lover approved.
But as the blonde leaned in to reply Xander continued, “I haven’t asked before because I’m not going to be able to return in kind. That is.... unless..... you’d be willing ...... to teach me how.”
A head-tilt, now. Xander was happily receiving all
his favorite Spike faces.
“Are you…..but.....didn’t you and your mate…?”
Xander shook his head. The truth was that, at the time, the thought scared him shitless, but he didn’t mention that. “Larry and I didn't have time. We only were together one night, besides, that was, like four….thousand years ago. But if I want lessons, I think you'd be the best choice. You’re the expert, I’m assuming...…”
The Vampire didn’t have to be asked twice. The two disappeared from the Bronze and retired to the cold crypt where Xander gave Spike such mindblowing head that Spike screamed until the glass in the windows shattered and then afterwards swore he would be Xander’s loveslave for life, because, seriously, that was AMAZING, especially for your first time? I am SO calling Angel RIGHT NOW and telling him he had no fucking clue what he was doing, the sodding poof. I’m taking out a newspaper add. IT WAS ASTOUNDING I laughed, I cried, it was better than Cats........Yup, Xander, the incredibly experienced Vampire is just going to be blown away by you and your Virgin Mad Skilz, sure.