"That sounds like something I'd say," Nicolas observed dryly, "What, Xander's in denial?" That really wasn't surprising, all things considered, even if Xander had once spent the better part of an hour going on about Spike's muscles. While grabbing Nicolas's arm and every now and again his chest for comparison. There was a deep closet to tread through there.
"Yeah? Shame, here I was hoping to get down with Angel." Hardly his type, but making fun of Spike was entertaining enough, so he might as well. He rather preferred the idea of not being shared. Just because he'd essentially, in so many words, given himself to Spike, didn't mean that he was free for all. "Dru has some nice fantasies though, I'll say that much."
"Oh you have no idea. We won't even sleep over now, has to protect his hetero badge. Even a threesome with me and Dru doesn't sway him," Then again, Dru did threaten to take his eyes so maybe that was more the issue. Whenever she said something was pretty, she just had to have it. Apparently Xander was so pretty, they should have locked him in the house like they did with William.
"God, don't say that. He might somehow detect you may fancy him and that's it, you'll be fucking him by the end of the week," That was how it always went. Spike had said once, just once, that he thought Angel looked kind of cool. Next thing he knew, they were having some seriously aggressive sex while Dru watched TV in the other room. "Oh she does, she has a very dirty mind. I always wonder what she was like before Angelus came into her life and ruined her. Bet she was still a funny thing."
"Mostly I think Dru kind of terrifies him, but the hetero badge would be difficult to keep safe around you too." Xander liked Dru, sure, liked to take care of her and was rather protective of her, but she would say things that clearly made him want to run for the hills. Nicolas almost felt sorry for him ending up with this bunch of very strange people, because he didn't fit it as neatly as he did.
"Don't you worry. If I could resist touching you for this long, I don't think Angel's about to make me crack." Not really his type. Not that he knew what his type was. Right now it seemed to consist of someone who could look at him the way Spike was looking at him. Someone who didn't have to turn away to hide the horror in his eyes. Right now his bar might be a little low. But Spike was special. More than. "Probably was. Hard to imagine, isn't it? I mean, I'm sorry it happened to her, but I have no idea what she'd be like if she wasn't the way she is. And told me all about how you like to be tied to the bed for hours. Did you know?"
He really didn't. But they needed a drummer and he was quite literally there before a gig, wrong place, wrong time and accidentally babbling about his drumming history. Five minutes later he was dragged on stage and threatened to have his kneecaps removed if he didn't play flawlessly. And given he still had his kneecaps, clearly he wasn't that bad. "He's an all right kid, you know? Big goofy. But he sticks with us and that's more than we can usually ask for."
They tended to scare the normal people off. At the mention of what Dru said, Spike's eyes widened a fraction and he swiftly looked off elsewhere, trying to seem more cool and less embarrassed about it. "Eh, what of it? She's good at what she does and she likes me certain ways." He was just glad that he was being handcuffs for pleasure and not to prevent him running away any more. He once threatened to quit the band and got handcuffed to the shower rail for two days, considerably less sexy. "Of course she told you that. She shares our kinks with everyone, can't bloody stop her."
"She said she'd do it for me. Tie you up and blindfold you and then I could have you without you knowing. Seemed a bit iffy consent-wise, but a nice image nonetheless." Nicolas really wished that maybe he'd drunk a little less, because right now even as he did touch Spike, he could hardly focus on it, could hardly make it feel real. He'd have to wait for the morning. Maybe he'd still be there. "You should share your kinks with me."
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"Yeah? Shame, here I was hoping to get down with Angel." Hardly his type, but making fun of Spike was entertaining enough, so he might as well. He rather preferred the idea of not being shared. Just because he'd essentially, in so many words, given himself to Spike, didn't mean that he was free for all. "Dru has some nice fantasies though, I'll say that much."
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"God, don't say that. He might somehow detect you may fancy him and that's it, you'll be fucking him by the end of the week," That was how it always went. Spike had said once, just once, that he thought Angel looked kind of cool. Next thing he knew, they were having some seriously aggressive sex while Dru watched TV in the other room. "Oh she does, she has a very dirty mind. I always wonder what she was like before Angelus came into her life and ruined her. Bet she was still a funny thing."
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"Don't you worry. If I could resist touching you for this long, I don't think Angel's about to make me crack." Not really his type. Not that he knew what his type was. Right now it seemed to consist of someone who could look at him the way Spike was looking at him. Someone who didn't have to turn away to hide the horror in his eyes. Right now his bar might be a little low. But Spike was special. More than. "Probably was. Hard to imagine, isn't it? I mean, I'm sorry it happened to her, but I have no idea what she'd be like if she wasn't the way she is. And told me all about how you like to be tied to the bed for hours. Did you know?"
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They tended to scare the normal people off. At the mention of what Dru said, Spike's eyes widened a fraction and he swiftly looked off elsewhere, trying to seem more cool and less embarrassed about it. "Eh, what of it? She's good at what she does and she likes me certain ways." He was just glad that he was being handcuffs for pleasure and not to prevent him running away any more. He once threatened to quit the band and got handcuffed to the shower rail for two days, considerably less sexy. "Of course she told you that. She shares our kinks with everyone, can't bloody stop her."
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