Title: Don't Stop
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Notes: More in the baby!vamp!Xander verse.
"I know you love the place, Xan, and we'll come back, I promise. But right now we need to flit, before your little witch tracks us down. I know she's gonna try and do something bloody silly, and I still haven't found the right protective mojo. She sticks a soul on you and we're buggered, Childe, understand? So we can't hang about until it's done."
Spike packed fast, stuffing clothes, toys and treasures into brand new leather holdalls.
"Once you're spelled and warded, luv, we'll come back to the house, but till then we have to stay on the move."
Turn, Turn, Turn
Dru spun dizzily, dancing in the moonlight, singing nonsense songs of what she knew was taking place within the big soft bed beyond her bedroom wall.
Daddy was back and better, and her sweet poetic prince had come to offer up a taste of his dark kitten. Just a taste, he said, but, oh, she hoped they'd stay forever. She loved it when her family was whole; they had such fun!
She floated around the room, touching treasures, petting dolls, and listening to the muffled groans and whimpers. Maybe she could find a way to make them want to stay...
Angelus sank slowly into the newest member of his family and groaned in erotic delight. Then he stopped, ignoring the soft mewling coming from the body beneath his.
"I never would have imagined Xander Harris bending over for me. What did you say to get him to agree?"
Spike left the fingers of one hand in his childe's hair, coaxing him into continuing the bobbing, sucking action.
"Don't go thinking this was my idea; it's down to him. 'It's my birthday, Spike, I want a threesome'." The mouth around his cock developed fangs and Spike yelped.
"Bloody good idea, too!"