darkhavens (darkhavens) wrote,

'Family Ties', three S/X for slashthedrabble challenge #48 - Comfort

Author: darkhavens
Title: Family Ties
Pairing: Spike/Xander of Buffy
Rating: Adult for violence
Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be. No harm, no foul, no money made.
Notes: The continuing past and present adventures of baby!vamp!Xander.


The first few days were incredibly intense - Spike's new childe kept seeking reassurance. He'd fret and whine and claw until Sire's blood was offered, and then he'd nurse the tiny wound for hours, drawing comfort far more than he was ever drawing blood.

The enforced close quarters served a useful purpose for them both - introducing each to new experience. Spike was needed, loved above all others without question, and Xander was accepted, cared for, treasured only for himself.

They lay enrapt, entwined, entirely focussed on their new existence, two so close they almost moved and thought and loved as one.

Teething Troubles

"Dammit, Spike, I'm never going to get the hang of this. Does it really matter so much that I learn to feed all nice and neat? It's so much more fun when they struggle and tear their throats out on my fangs. You know I love to watch them writhe and beg while they bleed out."

Xander took one look at his Sire's expression and his shoulders slumped. Once again, Spike bit back the urge to offer comfort, words of reassurance lying heavy on his tongue. Xander had to learn control. He couldn't always rely on the blindness of strangers.

Baby Brother

Spike had Xander carry Connor, naked and unconscious, while he wrangled an over-emotional, tearful, thwarted Dru.

"He's Daddy's growly puppy but he wouldn't come home. He tried to make me think he was a dragon-killer. Family's important, Spike, and ours had a hole, a hole that Daddy said he couldn't see. I tried to help!"

Spike slipped into habits he'd perfected in a century of caring for his sweet but crazy Sire. He petted her and soothed with careful words and whispered promises, anything to get her sitting quietly in the car.

"Let's go tell Angelus you found his pup."

Tags: btvs:other, btvs:s/x:b!v!x

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