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~BtVS/Ats~

Ice Cream
by Spikedluv

Pairing: Spike/Xander
Rating: NC17/Slash
Spoilers: None.
Summary: Spike, Xander, and ice cream.
Notes: Four 100-word drabbles written for the Open on Sunday Challenge #65 ‘Ice Cream’.
Feedback: It’s ALL about the feedback (and naked Spike)! Don’t make me beg, it’s not pretty.
Disclaimer: I don’t own these characters, just borrowing them for awhile. Everything belongs to Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, Kuzui Enterprises, Grr Argh, the WB, UPN and whomever else they really belong to, although I wouldn’t mind having a Spike of my own. Who would? The story is mine, though.
Written: June 20, 2004

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Xander licked all the way around the cone, careful to catch the sweet confection before it melted and dripped down his hand. He swirled his tongue about the sides, from bottom to top, turning the cone in his hand to make sure he didn’t miss any. He stuck the tip of the cone into his mouth, and Spike groaned.

“What?”

“That, um, looks good.”

“It is. Thanks.”

“Welcome.” Spike stole a chocolate-flavored kiss.

“Oops! It’s melting!” Xander licked the cone.

“You gonna eat that, or just play with it?”

Xander smirked. “Eat it. Gonna play with you.”

Spike groaned again.

***

Xander went down on Spike, his mouth cold from the ice cream cone, one hand kneading the vampire’s ass. Spike moaned at the chilly sensation and clenched his hands into fists, struggling not to thrust into the boy’s mouth.

Xander swirled his tongue around Spike’s head and sucked. Spike pressed his head back against the brick wall. Xander raised his head and pulled off Spike’s dick with a ‘pop!’.

“You knew I wouldn’t be able to wait, right?” he asked.

Spike’s eyes got big as Xander took another lick of the ice cream, and then went down on him again.

***

Xander pressed his face against the cool brick as Spike’s ice cream-cooled tongue licked a trail of chilled moisture along his crack and up to his lower back. The tongue returned to his hole, flicked over it teasingly. Xander moaned and pushed back, silently begging for more.

Spike spread his cheeks and lapped at the twitching muscle, then slowly pressed the tip of his tongue into Xander’s entrance. Xander cried out when the vampire suddenly shoved his tongue deep inside him, then began to move it in and out, fucking him hard and fast.

“Spi-i-ike,” he hissed. “More, god, please!”

***

Spike dug his fingers into the cone, scooping out the remaining ice cream. He pressed them between Xander’s buttocks, and the boy yelped at the cold. Ignoring his mild protest, Spike shoved two fingers inside him, using the ice cream to lubricate his passage.

He worked his fingers into Xander’s ass, and stroked the boy’s swollen nub. Pulling his fingers out, he used the ice cream that had melted and run down his hand to slick himself up, then stood and drove his aching cock into the boy.

“Still want more?”

“Yes, Spike, please, do me good.”

And Spike did.

The End

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