Two Fics Written For Me

I absolutely loved these two fics that were written for me years ago. I hope that the original author is not upset for me reposting them here.




Title: Floosies, Victorians, and Teenie-boppers...OH MY!
 Aoni's Note: Right, quick thing for Dina's birthday! Happy 22nd Birthday Dina!!
 Pairings: S/X, A/W, B/Willow. Oh, and a Giles in a dress, so BE WARNED!
 Rating: NC-17 for the little bit at the end.
 Spoilers: AU, so no.
 Challenge:
 Must haves:
 1 Smut
 2 Spike/Xander pairing
 3 The line "Thank god my mom didn't walk in on you two"
 4 chocolate
 5 any alcoholic beverage
 6 Angelus was Spike's Sire
 Optional (But would be nice)
 1 B/? (any of the females except Dawn)-
 2 Mention of any song off of Evanescence Fallen
 3 Spike and/or Xander in drag
 4 one or more of the scoobs stripping (any of them, not just Spike or Xander)
5 The line "Well isn't this great... you know how hard it is to get (insert appropriate substance) out of (fill in the blank)

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"But Xannndddeeerrr...I don't want to go to the bloody party! Especially like this! I look like a sodden ponce!" Spike whined as he walked out of the bathroom, dressed like a floozy. Yeah, there was the straight dark blue dress tied on the waist with a scarf, big-ass high heals, and Spike's hair un-gelled and with a pretty blue headband with a bow on his head.

"Spike! We have too! It's part of Willow and Buffy's getting together party! Besides, they all did the whole leather thing you wanted them to do for our party." Xander yelled from the bedroom. Spike pouted, noticed Xander wasn't around to notice said pouting, and opened the bedroom door to reveal Xander slipping on his dress. Pale orange, with a black scarf, black headband, and smaller healed heals than Spikes.

"I still say we look ridicules." Spike leaned on the doorframe, in his usual 'Big Bad pose'. But somehow, it looked wrong when the vampire was dressed like a girl.

"Don't sweat it, Spike. It's only for the party." Xander said, kissing Spike's cheek on the way to the kitchen to gather the beer they promised to bring to the party.

"Fine! But I'm not letting them take pictures!"

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"Wow, guys, you look..." Buffy giggled as she opened the front door to reveal to frowning drag queens. She herself was dressed in baggy, torn up jeans and a plain white t-shirt, with rolled sleaves and a painted on goatee.

"...Pretty, yes, very pretty." Willow said, trying to hide her snickers with a stern face, and loosing the battle. The redhead was dressed in a form fitting black tux, her hair tied back at the base of her neck.

"You're just jealous that Spike has better looking legs than you." Xander smiled, and kissed Buffy, then Willow's cheeks. "Here. Beer, Jack for Spike, and a little something for you two later." Xander gave the girls the bags, and with one look into the 'gift bag' Buffy proceeded to turn a rather bright red.

"Told you the K.Y and chocolate sauce was worth the money." Spike whispered into Xander's ear.

"Come in guys, and see the rest of the gang." Willow said after recovering from her peek into the bag-o-goodies. Spike and Xander followed Willow into the door and upon entry both males fell down laughing. There, on the couch, were Angel, Wesley, Gunn, and Giles, all dressed in different styles of the female dress.

"Me Sire...look's good in a...poofy dress!" Spike exclaimed through his fit of laughter. Angel was in a Victorian type blue dress, as was Wesley and Gunn, while Giles was wearing a teenie-bopper dress from the sixties.

"Always figured he'd look smashing in a royal blue corset!" Xander said breathlessly.

"Ha. Ha. You try getting this thing on! It's like a torture devise!" Angel said fidgeting in his seat, looking rather uncomfortable.

"I agree, these things are rather..." Wesley began.

"...Constricting." Gunn whispered, looking like he couldn't even breathe.

"Yes, constricting." Wesley nodded his head, and got up, trying to see if that lessened the pressure.

"I am quite comfortable." Giles said, crossing his legs at the ankle.

"That's because you're in a sweater and a skirt. It's like being Irish again!" Angel mentioned as he got up and joined Wesley by the wall, wrapping his arms around the smaller man's waist.

By that time, Xander and Spike were leaning on each other on the floor, panting, still wearing big grins.

"Alright! Let's get this party started!" Dawn yelled as she patted down the stairs in a wife beater and a pair of boxers.

"Dawn! Shouldn't you have worn real cloths?" Buffy yelled as she saw her scantly clad sister came bounding down the stairs.

"It's better than seeing that!" Dawn motioned to the boys.

"True." Willow agreed, and then went over to the stereo.

"I have an idea!" Buffy practically bounced in her seat. "Strip show for the happy new couple!" Buffy pointed to herself and Willow, who was looking through the CD's.

"Nice." Xander smirked. "I want Spike to strip!" Xander winked at the growling vampire.

"I'm not letting anyone but you see my dangly bits, pet." Spike whispered, sliding onto Xander's lap and cuddling. Yes, he was now an official cuddler.

"Good point." Xander nuzzled his head into Spike's shoulder.

"We pick who gets to go." Willow said over her shoulder.

"I'll go if it means getting this damned corset off me!" Angel yelled from the corner where he and Wesley were shadowed, probably doing something very...touch involved.

"Hm...Why don't all of you go at the same time?" Dawn piped up from her spot on the couch.

"Dawn! You're not watching!" Buffy yelled.

"And why not? Don't see why the little bit don't have to see what she's probably dreamed about." Spike said, winking at Dawn, earning a giggle from the teen.

"Yeah, common Buff. It will fuel her for a good year before she'll even be able to look at any of us with a straight, un-red looking face." Xander chimed in. By this time, Dawn had thought about the consequences of seeing what was about to happen, and she quickly scurried from the room.

"Thanks, I think." Buffy stated, before getting up and joining her lover by the CD collection.

"I plead the father figure status I have." Giles said, trying to get out of the dance.

"Ew. Ok. Giles is definitely out. No offence." Xander shuddered slightly, either from the mental image, or what Spike was doing under the brunette's skirt.

"None taken." Giles proceeded to take off his glasses and rub them with the scarf that was tied around his neck. Gunn looked absolutely petrified.

"Yo, dudes, I don't exactly know you all, can I get out too?" Gunn asked, raising his hand.

"Yeah, yeah. Looks like it's only the two happy couples on the floor and the wall." Willow stated, putting in a CD. Selecting number one, and the sounds of Evanescence’s Going Under pounded out, the redhead sat down on the couch, followed by Buffy, who pulled out some one-dollar bills and grinned.

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"Wow guys. That was awesome!" Buffy had hollered and catcalled along with Willow as the four went at the stripping thang, ending in Spike and Xander in nothing but pillows hiding their more important parts, and Wesley and Angel in an unlaced corset’s and high heels.

"But I don't think we needed the after show from Spike and Xander." Willow stated.

"Yeah. Thank god my mom didn't walk in on you two." Buffy said, indicating Joyce's room at the top of the stairs where she was banished.

"Shouldn't have let us see each other at work then, luv." Spike grinned, from his place at Xander's side, where both men were snuggled into the couch.

"Angel! Please tell me you didn't just do that!" Wesley yelled from the bathroom.

"Well isn't this great... you know how hard it is to get blood out of velvet?" Angel yelled.

"I told you no! Now you're just going to have to deal." Then Wesley came pounding out of the bathroom, holding the first aid kit and up the stairs. Seems Angel took a header off the couch when he was shaking his groove thang, right into the corner of the coffee table, gashing his cheek.

"Wes! I'm sorry. Come back!" Angel ran through the living room after his lover.
"Aww....so cute! Domestic disputes always remind me of I Love Lucy." Gunn snickered from his place next to Giles on the floor. The others just laughed.

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"I think I'll keep these dresses. I quite enjoyed the show." Spike whispered as he licked a path up Xander's neck.

"There's talking. Why is there talking?" Xander panted as he fumbled on the bed for the lube.

"Because you like to hear my sexy voice?" Spike grinned into Xander's cheek as his hand wandered down to his mate's cock, where he slowly fisted it.

"But, brain, not working to full...power...what was I talking about?" Xander mumbled as soon as he felt the cool hand encircle his hard-on.

"Nothing, luv, nothing." With that, the vampire proceeded to devour his nummy treat.

THE END!!!

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 Alright. Don't hate me if it's bad, just wanted to do something for Dina. REVIEW PLEASE!!!
 Ta for the time,
 Tootles.
 Aonikoi Liikin
 aka...
                    ~Aoni




Title: Sneeky Sneeky- Dedicated to Dina

Aoni's Note: These are for Dina, hope she feels better after reading these.. They all relate to eachother in some way..

Rating: I'm gonna go with R for stuff...

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"Xander! Open up!" Willow yelled from the hallway as she pounded on the door, one hand full of pizza boxes, a bag hanging from the arm she was using to knock.

Hushing noises came from within. *Him and Anya probably.* Willow thought with a sigh.

"Ok! I'm coming in!" Willow used her key and opened the door, in time to see Xander come out of the bedroom, in boxers and...Spike's shirt?

"Um...hi Willow!" Xander said with a fake grin on.

"Xander. Are you and Anya...? Cause I'm can come back.." Willow gestured towards the door.

"Um, me and Ahn broke up, but I do actually have someone here, so can you come back later?" Xander asked.

"Sure, I'll leave the pizza here too. I brought blood to, Spike!" Willow yelled the last statement with a grin.

"Ta Red!" Spike yelled from the bedroom.

"Wha?" Xander asked as Willow left.

"Xaaannnddderrrr...come back to bed!" Spike yelled in a girlish voice.

"Yes, dear!" Xander said, taking the blood and the pizza with him.

~end~

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"Giles? Have we had any recent Slayage that I don't know about?" Buffy asked as she came out of the training room.

"No, why?" The ex-Watcher looked up from his book.

"Cause someone used my sweat towel to clean up, and they didn't wash it!" Buffy held the dried up, shriveled towel.

"Well, now. We should ask the others." Giles and her went to the front of the store, where Willow, Tara, Spike, Xander, and Anya were all sitting around.

"Ok, guys...whose been having fun without me?" Buffy asked, waving the offending towel. Spike, and Xander looked to each ther snickering.

"Define 'Fun'" Xander said, complete with air quotes.

"Slaying. What did you think I meant." Buffy asked, confused. Then her eyes widened, looked at the rag, at Xander, then at Spike, who was waving, and back to the rag. Her face contorted to that of "Grossed out Buffy" and dropped the rag with an "EEWWW!!!" Buffy then ran to the bathroom to wash her hands.

Spike leaned over to Xander. "Think we should warn her about the birthday card we got her?" Spike whispered into Xander's ear. The two men looked at each other, then shook their heads.

By this time, Willow was on the floor, rolling with laughter.

~end~

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"Mail time!" Willow yelled from her spot at the bottom of the stairs. Smiling, Willow chuckled as Buffy, Dawn, and Tara came down the stairs in a row, right on time.

"Did I get anything?" Dawn asked as she peeked over the other two women's shoulders.

"Yeah, Dawnie. You got an ad." Buffy said, giving her sister the 'Postal Resident' card. Sighing, the teen stomped back up the stairs to her room.

"Tara, me, Buffy, me, Tara, Tara, Buffy, Buffy, Buffy." Willow called, handing the girls their mail as she sorted it.

"Bill, credit card ad, Publisher's Clearing House." Tara sighed, tearing up two of the three articales of mail.

"Birthday card from the LA gang, Birthday card from Aunty, Birthday card from Xander, bill." Buffy sat down on the bottom of the stairs, opening her cards.

"Happy Birthday Buffy, from the Gang." Buffy read the card with a picture of Angel, Cordy, Gunn, Fred, and Wesley on the cover. "So personal." Sighing, she opened her aunt's, it saying the same thing, with a picture of a teddy bear on the front. Opening the seal of Xander's, there was a card with a picture of a smiley face on the front. Smiling, Buffy opened it, dropping something to the floor. Reading the little message on the card first, Buffy didn't really want to see the picture, but would anyways. "Knew you wouldn't open it if I put 'and Spike' on the return addy, so I'm adding my touch in here. Hope you're born day is extra gory, and don't forget those chains!" Spike wrote in script. Looking at the picture, Buffy's mouth opened in shock. There was a picture of Xander chained to the bed in nothing but a white, see-through sheet covering his parts, and Spike smiling proudly into the picture as he held a whip and a burning candle, in just a pair of leather pants.

~end~

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