darkhavens (darkhavens) wrote,

'Our Fathers', 2 for open_on_sunday challenge #117 - Fathers

Author: darkhavens
Title: Our Fathers
Pairing: Spike/Xander
Rating: NC-17 for gruesomeness
Feedback: darkhavens @ slashverse.com
Concrit: by email, please
Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be. No harm, no foul, no money made.
Warnings/Squicks: Gruesome imagery
Notes: Two last minute contributions, set in the world of baby!vamp!Xander.


On the very first Father's Day after he'd been turned, Xander brought his Sire breakfast in bed. After they had fed and fucked beside the cooling corpse, he offered his throat in beautiful submission.

"You've done more for me in the last few months than he ever did. Every day you show me just how much I mean to you - you teach me and don't get angry if I don't learn stuff straight away, you give me things 'cause you know they'll make me smile. You're my father, my brother, my lover and my mate. Thank you, Spike."

"Soppy git. C'mere."


Once the spell was complete and Angelus was back in control of his body once more, this time for good, Spike and Xander set about unchaining his limbs and letting down the exsanguinated Slayer that hung limply from the beam above him. They listened with half an ear as Dru carried the new host of Angel's soul over to the table so she could finish the ritual.

"Daddy's back, Daddy's back,
The nasty soul is in the cat.
Twist it, turn it,
Flay the cat to make a sack.
Bind it, burn it,
The filthy spark will ne'er come back..."

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

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