Day Two of Opp Plot

[thedemonmagnet]

This was the life.

Xander was floating on his back in the waterfall pool, enjoying the cool water on his hot body. His hot body that he'd been using to it's full advantage lately. It was a complete and utter freedom that he didn't know why he hadn't indulged in it sooner. Especially with all the delicious pray on the island...

He as of course floating completely naked in the pool, planning out his next adventure. He'd been to the strip club the night before and has his fun there, despite the occasional meddling. The same leather pants he'd worn to dance in were tossed by the side of the pool. But that was boring now and he needed to think of something else. No point in letting his talents go to waste after all, not when he'd newly discovered them.

[Timed to day two of Opp Plot]

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[fangyandgrr.livejournal.com]

Spike had done his best to keep up with a definitely not himself Xander the night before, trying to prevent him from doing something he'd regret when all this mess was over, but he'd lost track of him at some point. He'd spent more than an hour searching for him before finally accepting defeat and returning to his cave for some restless sleep before resuming his search today.

When he did find Xander, finally, he stopped and stared, not saying anything for a minute. The sight was an attractive one to say the least. He gathered himself and stepped to the water's edge, clearing his throat and steeling himself for the new, strange version of Xander.

[scoobys-heart.livejournal.com]

Xander had heard the crunch of Spike's ever present boots as he approached and while he didn't open his eyes, his smile was pure feral. Ah. The perfect pray.

"Hello Spike." He said in a soft purr as he opened his eyes to look right into Spike's. "Care to join me?"

[fangyandgrr.livejournal.com]

Oh dear lord yes. Spike cared very much to join him, actually. But he also knew that this wasn't truly Xander, and that the real Xander would be mortified when all this was over. He was determined that he wouldn't be one of the people Xander couldn't look in the eye in a few days' time.

"Nah, thought I'd just watch from here, actually," he replied, leaning against a tree with a smile plastered on. He pulled out a cigarette and lit it. "Enjoy the view, an' all."

[scoobys-heart.livejournal.com]

"Awww come on Spike. This has to be experienced to be truly enjoyed." Xander said smoothly as he stood up in the water, letting everything be on display for the ex-vampire. "I know you want to. Who wouldn't?"

[fangyandgrr.livejournal.com]

Spike looked him over, allowing himself that much, at least. "Nope, not interested. Thanks, though, don't let me interrupt your swim." He was here to keep an eye on Xander, not to shag him. He wanted Xander, there was no denying that--but this wasn't Xander. This wasn't how he wanted it.

More importantly, this wasn't how Xander would want it.

[scoobys-heart.livejournal.com]

At the moment, Xander didn't care about what Spike wanted. He wanted some fun he planned on getting it. He slowly walked through the water, moving so he could lean on the bank, leaning just right to show off the muscles in his shoulders. "Come on Spike. That duster looks hot. Come cool off with me." Of course, his smile spoke of more of heating up then cooling off.

[fangyandgrr.livejournal.com]

That look send a jolt of desire through Spike despite his efforts to remain unmoved by the blatant flirting. His jaw tightened, his expression darkening with anger and frustration. This was not bloody fair, it really wasn't. "I said no," he pointed out, taking a drag as he made an effort to relax. "'Sides. Don't want to waste a fag, now I've lit it."

[scoobys-heart.livejournal.com]

He was getting to Spike, Xander could tell and he grinned an almost idiotic grin. He knew what he wanted and he was set on taking it, for once.

Lighter on his feet them normal, Xander hopped right of the water and walked up to Spike without another care in the world, before plucking the cigarette from Spike's lips and taking a long, easy drag from it. "Then I'll help you finish it. Then we can have some fun. I won't take no for an answer."

[fangyandgrr.livejournal.com]

"Yeah. You will," Spike countered, glaring as he retrieved his cigarette. "Get it through your head, Harris. It's not happening."

[scoobys-heart.livejournal.com]

Xander just laughed. "Come on Spike. Your not fooling anyone. The growing pile of cigarettes outside my hut is proof of that." He raised his eyebrow pointedly, daring Spike to explain that one away.

[fangyandgrr.livejournal.com]

"All that's proof of is me keeping an eye on you," Spike pointed out. "Buffy'd want me to."

[scoobys-heart.livejournal.com]

"Uh huh. Don't you think Giles is perfectly capable of doing that?" Then he just smirked broadly. "And I do live with Superman you know..."

[fangyandgrr.livejournal.com]

"Do you really think I'm going to trust that dried-up old prat?" Spike pointed out. The smirk and the next words Xander spoke started a low burn in his gut, however. "I know," he said through clenched teeth. "But here he's just like everyone else." Except that he lived with Xander. And did things with Xander. And...and Spike didn't like it, but he couldn't do a sodding thing about that.

[scoobys-heart.livejournal.com]

"He may not have his powers, but I wouldn't say he's /just/ like everyone else." Xander said as he smoothly stalked around the tree Spike was leaning against as he spoke. "That dark hair, that broad chest...the muscular ass. I tell you, that ain't human." He bit his lip as he momentarily fought back a laugh at Spike's pained expression, though he did snort from the effort.

[fangyandgrr.livejournal.com]

Oh, wasn't that just the bloody cherry on the sundae? Now Spike was not only fending off what would be very welcome advances were Xander in his right mind, he got to listen to a laundry list of why his sodding roommate was appealing. "Don't see it, personally," he growled, finding himself wondering why he was going to all this trouble.

[scoobys-heart.livejournal.com]

"Of course you don't. You want something a," He ran a hand through his hair, "tad bit lighter," then the hand moved over the arm that held his cross tattoo, "not so perfect," Then both hands moved down his sides and hips, every inch the headlining dancer he was, "and who knows how to use his body to it's every advantage." Coming up closer and personal, he wrapped an arm around Spike's neck, bringing them as close as possible. "What's stopping you Spike?" He asked, almost lip to lip.

[fangyandgrr.livejournal.com]

Spike closed his eyes, taking a shuddering breath. Dear god, he was only a man, and he'd wanted Xander before any of this began. He'd done his best to resist, but this was more than he could take.

He let out a low growl and kissed Xander, hard and hungry, melting against him. It felt amazing, giving in after all the tension.

It also gave him a chance to ready a fist. He pulled back, breathless, eyes dark with hunger, and said, "I think--" before swinging a hook at Xander's chin without warning, putting more speed than power behind it.

[scoobys-heart.livejournal.com]

Ah here we go. That was more like it. Xander return the kiss with a small growl in the back of his throat, pressing ever forward, wanting even more.

And of course was distracted from the punch that knocked him out like a light, falling half against Spike in the process.

[fangyandgrr.livejournal.com]

"It's for the best, mate," Spike said softly as he caught Xander's now-limp body, hoisting it over his shoulder. "You'll thank me later." He swallowed and took a deep breath, shoving away his arousal and striding toward his cave. He would keep Xander from making any mistakes he wouldn't be able to live with until this passed.

Even if he had to tie him up and gag him.