drabble the 5th

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darkhavens requested Spike/Xander in a nightclub.

Unexpected

Xander leaned against the bar, trying to look casual, and thinking about James, James Bond.  He was alternating between raising one brow and the other while pursing his lips the way Sean Connery seemed to do without even thinking about it.

 

“Stop it.  You look like the sorriest git on the planet.”  Spike shouldered him out of the way as he motioned for the bartender.

 

“Shut it bleach boy.  I’ll have you know this look has worked wonders on the ladies for years now.”  Xander took a swig of his Coors and resumed his moue unfazed.

 

Spike turned his head to scan the room, taking stock of the females and their whereabouts, and then looked at Xander, and then focused on the bartender again.  “Yeah, they’re just aching to get to you. Can’t run over here fast enough.”

 

Xander turned and set his beer on the bar, “Fine.  We’ll see who’s got the look.  You give your best ‘come and get it ladies’ and I’ll give mine.  I’ll bet you…”  Xander searched his mind for something Spike might possibly want. He couldn’t think of anything…oh wait!  “A pint of blood.”

 

Spike looked at him speculatively, “Keep your pint--you’d probably have to drain yourself just to get it, and a pint of blood is useless to you--what say you we go for something more interesting.  Say…winner’s choice.  Neither of us knows what the other will ask for, but it could be, “ Spike paused and tossed back his shot, “anything.”  He looked Xander in the eyes.

 

Xander narrowed his eyes, and thought, but only briefly.  “Fine.”

 

“Right then.”

 

“Game on.”

 

**********

 

Five minutes later Xander found himself both amazed and embarrassed.  Within thirty seconds of focusing on the brunette across the room, she was standing next to Spike.  Thirty seconds later Spike was saying, “Ta, luv”  as she gave him her phone number. 

 

Now?  Now he was dancing with Spike.  It was beyond odd.  Embarrassing, awkward and yet…to his utmost shame, he was getting aroused.

 

Shit.

 

Comments

[darkhavens.livejournal.com]

Hee! Thanks. The fact that Spike claimed a dance instead of fresh blood makes me happy. :o)

[essene.livejournal.com]

I had written something COMPLETELY different yesterday, scrapped it and wrote this today. I'm so happy you like it!

[snippy-kitty.livejournal.com]

Now? Now he was dancing with Spike. It was beyond odd. Embarrassing, awkward and yet…to his utmost shame, he was getting aroused.

Ah yes. That was good.

[lumenara.livejournal.com]

Awwww. Heeee.

[luvs-phoenix.livejournal.com]

Hee

[paperk8.livejournal.com]

*blinks*
Uh... *points to icon* can there be more?
You've melted me. In a tingly, giggly way.

_{When did I turn into such a girl?}