Twister
by Hallucination
"TWISTER???" Spike yelled hotly. "What the fuck is
Twister? You never warned me about any bloody
Twister!!"
Xander scowled at the obnoxious vampire, more than a
little irritated with his stubborn attitude.
"Look Fangless, I didn't know we were gonna be playing
Twister-" He began.
"You bloody tricked me!"
"I did not! How was I supposed to know those dizzy
dames would change their minds at the last minute?"
Xander protested.
This was getting really old. And the party had barely
even begun yet. They'd arrived at Willow's house half
and hour late, but they'd graciously apologized, and
the girls had graciously forgiven them. The thing was
since the party had been delayed for a half hour,
Willow had decided to get into it immediately after
they'd arrived, and her first announcement was that
everyone was going to play Twister. Spike had reacted
by yanking Xander by the scruff of his neck and
practically throwing him into Willow's room where he
had spent the past five minutes tolerating Spike's
neurotic insecurities about Twister, of all things.
The neutered vampire really was a peach, Xander
decided amusedly. Wait till I tell Angel.
"You will NOT tell my poof of a sire a goddamn
thing!!" Spike yelped.
Xander's eyes twinkled mischievously, unfazed by the
fact that Spike had just read his mind. He'd been
faced with his amazing telepathic abilities before.
For someone who claimed that he had no intention of
making windows into people's souls, Spike could be
fairly intuitive when it came to matters that
concerned his ego.
Xander sighed long-sufferingly. He tried to pacify the
flustered vampire. "Well at least you don't have to
play Suck and Blow anymore." He said comfortingly.
Spike grumbled something to himself, which sounded
vaguely like, "Sod it all...wanted to..."
"What was that?"
"Nothing."
"No no no...don't tell me nothing...you're disappointed!!"
Xander accused, fighting the urge to laugh.
"Piffle." Spike avoided Xander's eyes.
"Look at you you're fucking depressed!" Xander
laughed, a delighted warmth in his chest that he
couldn't quite interpret. Then Spike helplessly
grinned back at him, and Xander felt his whole body
tingle from head to toe. Spike had a smile that could
make someone feel like the center of his world, like
he was someone special. It was a breathtaking smile.
What the hell?
But then again, Xander thought, staring at the blonde
vampire. He is gorgeous.
"Why thank you, Whelp." Spike's eyes widened
innocently.
Xander jumped back in shock.
Godlordfuckingshithellshitfuckinglordgod!!! Did he say
that out loud? Oh he was so screwed....
Spike put a hand on his forehead dramatically.
"Xander! I had no idea you cared..."
"Ohlookwe'vebeeninherefortenminuteslet'sgo." Xander
blathered, reaching for the doorknob.
"I mean I was just thinking the same thing about you..."
Spike cooed, pretending to swoon.
"I wasn't thinking nothing about no one Deadboy."
Xander stated, his face flaming with embarrassment. He
held open the door. "You coming?"
Spike snickered to himself as he followed Xander out
of the room. He'd heard the whelp's words loud and
clear, thanks to preternatural vampire hearing. But he
didn't take them too seriously, since he'd been the
object of desire for both men and women in the past.
He did tend to charm people of both sexes, regardless
of morals or religion. Donutboy had simply been
overwhelmed by his magnificence.
It wasn't his fault he was so dazzling.
But Twister, Spike grinned evilly. That had potential.
Bring it on.
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"Get your own red dot!"
"This IS my red dot!"
"Liar!"
"Cheater!"
"Who are you calling cheater??"
The whole room was getting giggly again. By now
everyone was impossibly entangled, legs flung over
arms flung over shoulders. "Buffy where are you?"
Willow called. "I'm under Tara!" came the muffled
reply, causing everyone to fall about in laughter.
Xander was currently negotiating with Tara whether
there was an easier way for them to keep their balance
while keeping their hands on their respective dots,
but when they tried to snake around each other they
ended up banging their heads together, causing Tara to
fall down. It was no use. They were all hopelessly
intertwined.
"Tara, you're out!" Anya announced. Tara got up with a
resigned grin and went to sit next to Anya on the
couch.
"Ok, Xander's turn." Anya declared. She spun the arrow
on the wheel she was holding, and watched as it
coasted to a stop on a blue dot and a red dot.
"Xander, right leg blue dot. Left hand red dot."
Xander chuckled softly. This was the most fun he'd had
in ages. Ok, where was closest to him? Right leg blue
dot, left hand red dot...
Oh God.
Xander's grin disappeared from his face. Damn, damn,
damn! The only way he'd be able to manage this
acrobatic feat without breaking his bones was to go
around Spike! He took in a deep breath and began to
move slowly towards him.
"Damnit Xander will you hurry up I'm dying here!"
Buffy moaned. "There's only so much a slayer can
take!"
Xander laughed nervously and advanced on Spike, who
was smirking at him in the most infuriating way. "Fuck
you." Xander mouthed. Spike simply batted his
eyelashes. Xander reached a point where he was
directly above Spike, and he groaned with dread. The
vampire was going to turn this into something lewd, he
knew it.
"Ello, Xanpet. Nice of you to visit." Spike sang
cheerfully. Xander stared daggers at him. And then he
froze himself to the spot, unable to move.
"Hurry up Xander!!" Buffy screeched.
But just for a moment.
Xander sighed with defeat and slowly flung one leg
over Spike's, aiming for the bloody blue dot that had
landed him in this state. He ignored the vampire's
snicker. Xander threw an arm over Spike's chest to
reach the red dot. Now Xander had his arms on either
side of Spike, effectively imprisoning him. Xander's
cock was right on Spike's thigh, and vice versa. They
were practically straddling each other.
The girls giggled mindlessly.
Xander wanted to die.
Anya's cheeks were flushed."Uh...ok..."She stammered.
"Buffy's turn."
The rest of the game was a blur to Xander as he met
Spike's eyes and the vampire's lips curled up in an
evil grin. "Spike," Xander hissed cautiously. "What
the hell are you planning now?"
Spike thrust against his thigh lightly, eliciting a
gasp from Xander.
The girls looked at him curiously.
"I'm ok." Xander hastily reassured them. "Nearly lost
my footing there."
As they shrugged and continued with the game, Xander
glared at Spike warningly. "What do you think you're
doing, you moron!"
Spike whispered in his ear. "I'm doing what comes
naturally, Xanpet." He licked tantalizingly along
Xander's earlobe. "Fucking." Hearing Spike whisper
that word aroused Xander beyond utterance, and his
cock immediately sprung to attention. Feeling Xander's
growing cock, Spike growled within his throat, pushing
his hips up against Xander's. Xander bit back a groan
as his cock was pressed forcefully onto Spike's thigh.
Xander looked up at his friends, bleary eyed. Through
a haze, he saw them laughing at Buffy's clumsy
movements. Good. She had them in hysterics, and they
were definitely going to take a long time to get
things moving again.
Spike leaned closer to him. "Don't move too much, luv.
They'll see." Xander nodded slightly, his breathing
ragged. He began to push against Spike's thigh with
slow, calculated movements, careful not to make a
sound. Spike closed his eyes briefly, reveling in the
sensations. The boy felt so good against him. So huge...
and so hard, so unbelievably hard...
"Fuck..." Spike moaned softly. Damn it what was Xander
doing to him! He thrust up against Xander strongly,
rubbing his cock into Xander's denim clad thigh. A
scream of pleasure dissolved in his throat at the
thought of getting off in front of everybody. That
made it all the sweeter, knowing everyone was there,
that they could get caught any moment. Spike's cock
throbbed with desire every time it brushed against
Xander, and he knew it wouldn't be much longer before
he came. Spike began to thrust faster and harder
against Xander, causing the boy to inhale sharply. The
urge to cum overpowered his senses, and he twisted
against Spike's thigh urgently, bucking wildly at the
intense waves of pleasure that pulsed through his
cock. No one in the room had noticed them yet, they
were too busy crowding around Buffy, yelling their
encouragement. Xander looked down at Spike, and their
gazes locked as they grinded against each other. The
lust in Spike's eyes sent Xander over the edge, his
body spasming violently with his orgasm, coming harder
than he'd ever came before. His ragged breathing
turned into breathless gasps, and he fought to keep
his body from trembling with excitement. Spike felt
Xander shoot his load against his leg, and the heat
coming from Xander's cock made Spike lose it
completely, his back arching as he came with a final
thrust against Xander.
"Spike?" Anya's voice broke into his non-existent
thoughts.
"W-what?" Spike gasped out.
"It's your turn and...why are you shaking like that?"
Anya's eyes narrowed.
Spike tried unsuccessfully to still his trembling
body, which was still recovering from the intense
orgasm he'd just had. "Well my muscles are tired!" He
finally complained. Xander hid a grin.
"Ok," Anya said uncertainly. "Let's get on with the
game then."
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Spirits were high as the six friends strolled the dark
streets of Sunnydale, heading home for some
well-earned rest. Unsurprisingly, Xander and Spike had
won the game, thanks to the incentive that they had.
By the time the entire game was over, they had both
been red in the face and gasping for breath, but not
for the same reasons as everyone else.
"So Spike," Anya quipped. "Did you enjoy Twister?"
"Hell yes, Demon girl." Spike growled. "Best bloody
game in the world."
Anya giggled at the thought of a vampire enjoying the
game of Twister. "So we'll be doing it again I
suppose?" She chirped.
Spike and Xander locked gazes with each other. They
spoke at the same time.
"You bet we'll be doing it again."
End
