~*~*~Fics~*~*~ Kitchen Corner Where the Heart Is

Domestic Drabbles and Ficlets

by
Nomelon

Kitchen Corner

Rating: R
Pairing: Spike/Xander
Written for: open_on_sunday
Prompt: Oil

Xander's world narrows to the corner of the tiny kitchen. It's quiet, only the occasional thud of heel or knee against formica as Spike insinuates himself between Xander's thighs.

'Wait. Wait. I need... Spike.'

It's apparently a mammoth effort for Spike to focus on anything except Xander's mouth. He grabs the olive oil with a careless hand, drizzles out enough to coat trembling fingers, leaving the bottle within easy reach.

'Extra Virgin,' Spike grins.

Xander only tugs Spike's hand to where he needs it most. Heat rises and spirals, flushing his cheeks.

'Not for long,' he breathes into their kiss.

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Where the Heart Is

Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Spike/Xander
Written for: open_on_sunday
Prompt: Shift

"Shift over, Xander."

Xander twitches, mumbling into his pillow.

"Xander."

Xander grunts, lurching upright. He's blinking, eyes rolling, not really awake. "Spike," he says, like it's an alien concept.

"In the flesh."

Xander smiles, a big, silly, sappy thing that eats up his whole face, only to get lost in an expansive yawn. "You're here." He curls his fingers over Spike's waistband and yanks him onto the bed.

"Bedhog," Spike grouches as Xander sprawls over him, solid warmth and heavy limbs, snuffling against Spike's skin.

"Missed you," Xander murmurs, already drifting.

Spike closes his eyes and breathes deep, finally home.

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