na wenn man euch doch zu eurem glück zwingen mussmargie hat geschrieben: Und von wegen geht und lest also Mys du bist ja der reinste Diktator geworden
(oje, winterblue hat einiges aufzuholen(lesen)
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ich ahne schreckliches fürs wochenende.Myš hat geschrieben:(oje, winterblue hat einiges aufzuholen(lesen))
zu finden auf: http://angel7xander.tripod.com/contents.html"So, here we are again."
Xander grunted with effort and disgust as he pulled the ropes on Spike's chair tighter.
"Really," continued Spike, conversationally, "you're making this too hard on yourself."
"Yeah, well, I like it better this way."
Spike raised an eyebrow. "Why, Xander," he said, feigning shock, "I had no idea you were so kinky."
"Oh, shut up," said Xander, blushing.
To Xander's surprise, Spike actually complied with this request... momentarily. Xander moved around in front of Spike to check the last knots while Spike just sniffed the air lightly and grinned to himself, casting a sidelong glance at the front of Xander's boxer shorts.
Xander finally finished with Spike's restraints and walked over to his bed, immediately collapsing on it, facing away from Spike.
Spike rolled his head back and sighed heavily.
Xander stiffened but refused to move.
Spike looked up to see this, frowned slightly, and tried again, sighing even more deeply.
"What," said Xander impatiently, without turning over or even moving at all.
"It's just not fair."
Xander sat up and turned around with an expression of extreme annoyance. "What's not fair, Spike? You killing hundreds, thousands of people and living to tell about it? You making it your sole purpose to destroy all my friends and then expecting us to protect you? Forgive me if my heart doesn't bleed for you."
"Hey, I didn't ask for this. And you would use that metaphor just when I'm hungry."
"Shut up, Spike," said Xander, turning away. "I'm not interested."
Spike grinned. "Liar."
"What?" asked Xander, sharply, spinning back around.
"Look, I'm just asking you to give a friend a break," said Spike, reasonably.
"Friend?" repeated Xander, with disbelief. "Friend? Has Giles been lacing your blood with something?"
"You don't consider me a friend?" asked Spike, somewhat offended.
"No," replied Xander, bewildered.
"But we've got such history together."
"Yeah, but it's not friend-history; it's more like mortal-enemy-history."
"Some of my best friends are mortal enemies."
"I am not having this conversation," said Xander, shaking his head and turning back around.
"Fine, I'll just stay in the chair while you sleep in the nice, comfortable bed. All by yourself."
Xander made an annoyed sound like a grunt. After a moment he turned around and glared wearily at Spike. "If I untie you, you promise to behave and... shut up?"
"Scouts' honor." Spike looked as innocent as he could.
"You weren't in the Scouts."
"What do you want me to say?" asked Spike, sarcastically. "Cross my heart and hope to die?"
"Never mind," said Xander, getting up from the bed and walking over to Spike. "You sure you won't bite me?" he asked, hesitating cautiously before starting on the knots.
"I would, if I could," replied Spike in a conciliatory tone, "but I can't."
"Very reassuring," said Xander, reaching down to undo the knots anyway, then hopping backwards as the ropes fell and Spike stood.
"Ah," said Spike with a smile, stretching widely. "Much better."
Xander retreated to the other side of the bed. "Just don't run off in the middle of the night and kill my family, okay?"
"Like you wouldn't be tickled pink if you found them all in a bloody mess tomorrow." Spike dropped down onto the bed, bouncing, and swung his feet up onto it.


oje, und ich hab mich doch jetzt schon total auf die fic gefreut... aber spike als bösen buben hinstellen..winterblue hat geschrieben:also ich hab jetzt *nummy treat* gelesen und naja, die fic geht schon gut aus, aber nur wenn man ein a/x shipper ist.ich glaube, soweit bin ich doch noch nicht.
spike wird so fies dargestellt ... das ist nichts für mich/uns. also lest die fic wirklich nur, wenn ihr so angel/xander fluffiness a la buffy/angel fluffiness haben wollt, wo spike der böse ist.
also, ich muss zugeben, geschrieben ist die story schon toll...winterblue hat geschrieben:zu finden auf: http://angel7xander.tripod.com/contents.html
die fic heißt *nummy treat*.
süss"That's because you're a sick and twisted evil fiend," replied Xander flatly, as he lay down and pulled the covers over himself.
"I believe that's the nicest thing anyone's ever said to me."
"Oh, fine," said Spike, sarcastically. "You just load up the air with pheromones and then drift off."
"Please," begged Xander, "please let me stake him!" Xander suddenly froze and flushed hard, looking down miserably. Spike's immediate burst of laughter didn't help.

der trick ist, auch alle diese 24 stunden zu nutzen...Morgan hat geschrieben:Hey Leute,
ihr seit wirklich unglaublich. Der Tag hat doch nur 24 Std. Wie schafft ihr das nur.

ich habe mir mittlerweile überlegt, dass ich die story vielleicht nur deshalb nicht mag, weil xander angel spike gegenüber vorzieht.Myš hat geschrieben: afteredit: ok, hab's unterdessen fertig gelesen...naja, geschrieben ist es super und das deprimierende ist... ich kann mir spike sogar so vorstellen
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das ist so seltsam... ob jetzt super-gemein oder super-romantisch, beides kann ich mir bei spike total vorstellen... aber ich glaube, wir wissen alle, was ich besser mag


This story is rated NC-17 and contains adult material including hot and bloody sex between two extremely lovely guys.
'Sometimes the past finds a way of catching up. Even when you're five years and many hundreds of miles out of Sunnydale, there are certain unavoidable connections and reactions.
There are invitations to school reunions so you can discuss how many kids didn't make it past graduation. There are expectant voices on the end of the telephone waiting for you to manufacture some enthusiasm:'Sure I'll be on the Hellmouth for Thanksgiving, try keeping me away'. There is the way you unpleasantly perk up whenever there's a programme on TV that contains words or phrases like demon, vampire, hell, ascension or 'intent on taking over the world' in the trailer. There are dreams too fantastic to be unreal.
Connections, reactions. Who, why, what. Cause, effect. Things that go bump in the life.
And then there is simply fate...'

hab die fic auch gerade gelesen... find sie so richtig schön witzig... hab ihr auch zurückgeschrieben, dass das jetzt gerade so das war, was ich brauchte... locker, lustig und versautwinterblue hat geschrieben:/edit: hab grad diese *alt.sex.demon* fic auf nummytreats entdeckt. habt ihr die schon gelesen? sie scheint vielversprechend. 1. ist sie von firehorse und 2. war der anfang schon so witzig. ist so ähnlich wie *cricket* (also mit dem chatten im inet).

sagen wir mal... eine andere art, einen geburtstagskuchen zu "benutzen""I-I got you a p-p-present," Xander stammered as that wicked tongue traced its path along his skin.
"Yeah. I know. Think I'll unwrap it now," Spike answered with a leer, pushing the shirt off of Xander's shoulders so it dropped to the floor.
Panting, Xander pulled away, smacking at the groping hands that followed. "I didn't mean that!"
Spike pouted. "Aw, why not? It's m'birthday, an I wanna open my pressie!"