Series:22 for 22
Title: Last Resorts
Author: Jmaria
Rating: FR-18
Disclaimer: Joss owns them. I own the plot.
Fandom(s): Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Character(s): Spike/Xander
Spoilers: Season 4
Summary: All those efforts, you tryin to make me jealous?
Words: 402
A/N: Ya know how in all those cheesy romance novels, where the guy kisses the girl to shut her up? *g*
Dedication: To noandwhere, who requested the characters and the quote.

Twenty-Two for Twenty-Two

Last Resorts

The Harris Basement

Superstar in your own private movie,
I wanted just a minor part
But Im no fool
I know youre cool.
I never really wanted your heart

~ Superstar, Mazzy Star


Anya had slipped out somewhere in the middle of the night, having gotten what she'd come for. It had been awkward to say the least, because Spike had been the elephant in the room. Xander winced at that thought. He had assumed that because Spike could hear - and comment - on everything that had happened. But the vampire had stayed eerily quiet throughout the whole thing.

"She normally just get some and get gone?" Spike startled Xander out of his sleep.
"She knows what she likes," he mumbled, rolling over to glower at Spike.

"The wounded puppy look doesn't work on me, whelp."

"I'm not giving - Spike, I'm tired. Can you be a pain in the ass tomorrow?"

"Really. Didn't know you liked it that way."

"God, I'd smother you if I could!" Xander groaned, his mind drifting to the innduendos of that statement.

"Now, Harris, you're just bragging," Spike chuckled, a low and oddly erotic sound that grated on his nerves.

"Spike, shut up."
"Real original comeback, that is."

"Spike, I swear to God, if you don't shut up -"

"What? You'll tie me to a chair and spank my bottom raw - oh, wait, you've already done that with the former demon," Spike said bitterly.

Xander rolled over to the edge of his bed. Was Spike jealous that Xander was getting some action while he wasn't, or was it something else? And why did he really care? Xander was only half-listening to Spike's continued bitching and moaning when he stalked over to the chair and whipped it around so Spike was facing him.

"Will you shut up!"

As Spike opened his mouth to say something snippy, Xander darted his own face forward to meet the vampires. He wasn't sure what made him do it, but his lips smashed into Spike's, his tongue darting in Spike's mouth. He wasn't the only one kissing soon, and it wasn't until Xander felt a sharp sting in his lower lip that he pulled back from Spike.

"I don't do sloppy seconds, whelp," Spike murmured, licking the drops of blood from his lips, his eyes hooded.

"Good, cause I wasn't offering them," Xander grinned back. "I was just trying to shut you up."