Title: Usurped 1/1
Pairing: Spike/Xander of Buffy
Rating: R for one word
Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be. No harm, no foul, no money made.
Summary: Buffy find something in her basement...
Notes: It has been my birthday for 4.5 hours now and the whisky and ginger wine is flowing freely. Don't expect Shakespeare. ;)
Xander didn't hear the basement door snick open. He didn't hear the careful way that Buffy eased down the stairs. He's pretty sure that Spike did.
The first thing he did hear that wasn't Spike whispering in his ear, telling him how he's going to hold him down and fuck him hard, was Buffy's shocked gasp and stumbling slide down the last few steps. That he heard.
Spike pulled back from Xander's neck, still sucking on unbroken skin, then finally let it go with a loud wet pop.
Buffy looked confused.
"But you… I thought we…?"
"Too late now, Slayer."