Title: Perfect Stranger
Author: Forsaken2003
Pairing: S/X
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I own none, all belong to Joss Whedon
Comments: Always welcomed!
Summary: Sequel to 'Coach Harris and Naughty William'. More Roleplaying.
Warnings/Spoilers:
Beta'd by: Unbeta'd
Prompt #432 from tamingthemuse- Kamikaze
Note: From now on most of my tamingthemuse stories will be named as the challenge.
Xander was sitting in Willy's bar having a Kamikaze. His friends thought it was weird that he drank them but they were yummy. He sighed. His friends were supposed to be there an hour ago. Looked like he was stood up. Great.
"This seat taken?" A man with a British accent asked.
Xander looked over and his breath got caught in his throat. This man was gorgeous! "Huh?" Xander inwardly flinched. He was such a dork!
The man just grinned. "Can I sit here, pet?"
Pet? "Yeah, sure. My friends aren't coming anyway."
"What about your girlfriend?" The man asked as he made himself comfortable.
"Girlfriend?" Xander repeated with a laugh. "No. Definitely no girlfriend."
"Boyfriend then?"
Xander blushed. "No. Not right now anyway."
"Spike," the man introduced himself with his hand out.
"Xander," Xander said and gripped Spike's hand.
"You've got a nice grip. I bet you've made a lot of men happy with it," Spike said. His thumb rubbed against Xander's hand.
Xander blushed. "Maybe one or two."
Spike lifted Xander's hand up and kissed it. "Maybe I'll get to find out."
Xander pulled his hand away and huffed. "I'm not that kind of guy."
"I wasn't meaning now, duck," Spike said with a chuckle. "I'm not that kind of guy either."
"Really?" Xander asked not able to keep skepticism out of his voice. "Why do I find that hard to believe?"
Spike grinned. "All right maybe I am that kind of bloke. But only with guys easy guys. I know for a fact you are not easy."
"And how do you know that? Are you a physic?" Xander asked sarcastically.
"Nah, don't believe in that crap, do I? I know for a fact because if you were you would have been trying to get the attention of every other guy in this place looking for a decent shag. But you weren't you were just minding your own business until I came along," Spike said. "I think you are the type of bloke that only sleeps with people you love. Am I right?"
"Yeah, you're right. What about you? What type of man are you?" Xander questioned.
Spike placed a hand on Xander's cheek. "I'm just like you, luv. Two peas in a pod, we are. Seems like their aren't many of us left some days, doesn't it?"
"It really does," Xander agreed.
"Well, looks like we were made for each other than," Spike said with a smile.
Xander leaned over and kissed Spike. When he pulled away he said, "If I didn't already love you I would have fallen for you tonight."
"Of course you would have. I'm very charming," Spike said and grabbed Xander's hand. "I thought this game was going to last longer."
"I couldn't help it," Xander said. "Your lips were practically begging me to kiss them." Xander's eyes were glued on Spike's lips. "They still are. Evil lips."
Spike's eyes were hooded and he licked his lips. "I guess you better give them what they want than."
Xander did just that, he wrapped his hand around Spike's neck and pulled him in close and pressed his mouth against Spike's. When they pulled apart Xander said, "I really love roleplaying with you."
"Me too, pet. Now how about we go home and have sex?" Spike asked as he stood and pulled Xander out of his chair.
"Well, duh! What's the point of roleplaying if it doesn't end with sex?" Xander pulled some money out of his pocket and threw it on the bar.
Spike stuck his hand in Xander's back pocket. Xander was an amazing creature. Even thought he was human he had the sexual appetite as a vampire. When Spike finally turned him they'd never leave the bed. Spike couldn't wait.
The End
