Musical demons

[crazydiamondsue]

Okay, I backed away from the Air Supply threat. Instead, I let Lazuli telling me that I'd gotten "Oklahoma!" stuck in her head and tabaqui listening to songs from "Jesus Christ Superstar" (as done by Alice Cooper) spin into this, um, schmoopy scene. Hey, at least it's not snark! Oh, just read it.

Spike/Xander - PG-13 - No spoilers

Hair Like Chinese Silk

 

Xander’s fingers made swirls, dips and figure eights on the skin of the smooth white back spread out before him.
 
Spike’s cheek rubbed sleepily against the pillow, his face pressing deeper into the cool cotton. “You better bloody well not be writing ‘Spike loves Xander’,” he mumbled grumpily.
 
Xander snickered. “No. I’m writing ‘Xander’s bitch’,” he said, as his fingers explored the paleness, following veins that were vividly blue from the before bedtime O Neg and Oreos snack, and skin still warm from the heat and friction of Xander’s body.
 
He pressed the tips of his fingers harder, in an attempt to get a pink flush to rise. “You’re so…white.”
 
That astute observation earned him a half-hearted brow arch and a quick flash of blue as one eye squinted open. “You want a ‘duh’ or was that a snipe at my hipness?”
 
Xander smacked Spike lightly on the ass and then trailed his fingers up, splaying his summer-browned hand against the preternatural vamp flesh of Spike’s back. “I’m serious,” he said, noticing how dark he appeared next to Spike. “We’re like…Jungle Fever.”
 
“Go to sleep, Xander.”
 
“White boys give me goose bumps…white boys give me chills…” Xander sang softly as his hand traced down Spike’s spine and then began the return journey until his fingers just teased the blond waves at Spike’s neck.
 
Another flash of blue as an eye peeked open. “What?”
 
“White boys are so groovy…white boys are so tough,” Xander continued, leaning over Spike’s back to whisper the last line laughingly in his ear.
 
“Pet, I know you didn’t just call me groovy.”
 
Xander laughed softly and then his lips began to follow his hand as it moved from Spike’s shoulder and down and around to just above his ribs.
 
Spike wriggled, annoyed, vaguely aroused and curious despite himself.
 
“Xander, I know we’re together, but I think we’ve already defied enough conventions, so I don’t believe you have to jump on the musical theatre bandwagon.  And when did you ever see Hair?”
 
“Hello – summoned a musical demon, here. Anyway, never seen it,” Xander said, his words muffled against the skin just below Spike’s nipple. His lips trailed backwards, returning to the indention of the vampire’s spine. “Mom had all these records of musicals…you know, the big round records?”
 
“LPs,” Spike said, his fingers briefly tightening on the pillow as Xander’s tongue followed his spine to where the sheet draped just across his hips. “I’m familiar.”
 
“Well, there were lots of ‘em,” Xander said, his voice cool and calm as he pushed the sheets lower, contemplating his tanned skin against the pale rise of Spike’s buttocks. “West Side Story, South Pacific, Oklahoma!  And a bunch of Patsy Cline and Hank Williams stuff, too. I used to go down to the basement and play them. Loud. ‘Cause, you know…”
 
Xander trailed off and Spike turned slowly over, looking up at him. He raised a hand to the flushed cheek above him, observing for himself the beauty and contrast of their skin. He smiled. “And of all the giants of musical theatre, you chose to honor me with Hair.”
 
Xander grinned wickedly, his hands smoothing down Spike’s chest to pull the sheets taut on either side of the vampire’s hips. “I love those sprayed-on trousers,” his eyes were hot as he lowered his head to brush his lips against the slope of pelvic arch showing just below the sheet, “I love the love machine.”
 
“C’mere,” Spike said softly, pulling Xander down to his chest, feeling the softness of the dark waves that nuzzled just below his chin. Hair like Chinese silk, he thought to himself, smiling. He pressed a kiss to the top of Xander’s head. “Git,” he muttered fondly.
 
Xander closed his eyes, smiling against the soft paleness of Spike’s neck. “Mmm. Purr for me and I’ll do something from Cats.”  

 

~End~

All lyrics from "White Boys" from the musical Hair by James Rado and Gerome Ragni.

Comments

[ladycat777.livejournal.com]

*sniffles happily*

That was lovely. Thank you.

[crazydiamondsue.livejournal.com]

You're welcome and thank you! That was my first S/X...well it's longer than a drabble. And thank *you* for friending me. I keep looking at my flist and seeing all these names I've loved in S/X fic and going..oooh, cool...:)

[tgray.livejournal.com]

Oh, that was just...wow. Sweet and thoughtful and just the way I like my S/X. *Okay, I'll take hurt and angsty, too* LOL

Anyway, I loved this one. Thank you!

[crazydiamondsue.livejournal.com]

Thank you! I'm still working my way up to hurt and angsty. You know: snark, schmoop, smut, angst...LOL. Thanks again. I'm alone in my office today and repeatedly hitting my email button...and you and ladycat made my day.

[tgray.livejournal.com]

LOL... well you're almost there! I just can't help it. I always end up with angst even when I don't mean to.

[yin-again.livejournal.com]

So sweet. ::sniff::

Got somethin' in my eye.

[crazydiamondsue.livejournal.com]

Tissue? I wrote this for myself this morning in the shower (not as thrilling as that sounded.) I posted it thinking that the only person to read it would be my Spuffy friend Karabair, who would compliment my sentence structure and sigh in amused resignation. So this is just...neat.

[tabaqui]

Oh that was SO cute! And i loved it, and ... you should write more!
Not this necessarily, but just more in general.
More S/X!!!
:)
*bounce*
And you mentioned me! Heehehee!
So i'll stick this in my 'personalized fics' memory spot even though i was just an...enabler.
Hehe.
*bouncity*

[crazydiamondsue.livejournal.com]

It was all you! A) I was reading Changes, which had me in a S/X mood (also called days that end in 'y') and B) after the "Herod's Song" bit, I thought hey - I need to download a fun musicals songlist. So down came "White Boys" and the rest is schmoop history. Thank you and I have lots of wonderful things to say about Changes on your lj...

[tabaqui]

BWAAAAAaahahhhhahaa.
All me! All mine!!
And, i take it back. I DO want more of this!
More of Xander finding fun old musical songs that relate to him and Spike!
Whoot!!!
:)
*does chair dance of the enabler*

Lots of things to say about 'Changes'??
Okay - say away!
I won't stop you.
:)

[chastity-blue.livejournal.com]

ok, well this is deffently different.
I like it though. I love the "Cats" comment at the end.
I would love to see you do somthing on that.

[crazydiamondsue.livejournal.com]

Even when I try serious, it's just never that serious. But I thought I'd give Xander some songs...and a happy ending. Hmm, the Cats comment. Why am I suddenly wanting to try an angst fic that has Spike breaking into "Memories"? Kidding. I wouldn't do that to Spike. (Or my flist.) Thanks for the lovely feedback.

[strchsr.livejournal.com]

ok, i think i love you. HAIR was my FAVORITE musical growing up. my dad had the LP & I would dance around the house whenever he & my step bitch weren't home. i even got to be in it when UCO did it 10 or 15 years ago.

"he has gold chains on his leather jacket & on the back are written the names 'Mary' and 'Mom' and 'Hells Angels...'"

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[crazydiamondsue.livejournal.com]

Ha ha ha!! Okay, I'm off to friend you. I went through this really lovely phase when I first got an LJ and no one knew me where I wrote stuff like "Chinese Silk" and "Rodeo" - just whatever I wanted because who was going to read it? - and then "Sunday Morning Coming Down" started getting read and people started taking me seriously and I became very self-concious and tried to write serious fic. Snerk. Yeah, that didn't last. This was actually inspired by tabaqui mentioning that she was listening to Alice Cooper sing "Herod's Song" from JC Superstar, and I randomly thought of Xander telling Spike, "White boys are so tough." And my very brief foray into songfic occurred. Thanks - I loved "Hair," too.

Holy shit - I just saw what you said about being in it when UCO did it!! I saw that performance! I knew people in it! I went to UCO 10 to 15 years ago! I will stop screaming at you now. I get a little excited. :)

[strchsr.livejournal.com]

oh my god! how funny is that? I LOVED DOING THAT SHOW!! it was one of the best experiences i've had doing theatre! Who did you know in it? i was pretty young. there were like 5 of us who were students of Lisa Carrier, Greg White & Machel Duncan who were in it. i was 14, i think.

i love reading [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com] too. her work is so well done.

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[crazydiamondsue.livejournal.com]

Mmm...I was 21 or so. Hee. I knew Joaquin Stevens and a couple of girls whose names I can't remember...and a guy named Josh. I worked with him. But that's all I can remember. Josh.

That's so funny! My husband was in a lot of plays at UCO, but he graduated the year before "Hair" (I was a bit disappointed.)

*pimp warning* If you go to my website here, there's a follow up to Chinese Silk that's set to "Some Enchanted Evening," and also a trading verses fic amejusito wrote in my 'verse.

[strchsr.livejournal.com]

i knew Joaquin. i also worked w/ him at Lyric. I doubt he would remeber me. i don'tremeber a Josh, but with my luck he was the guy Lisa was dating. i did 3 shows at UCO when i was in high school, but Hair was the 1st. Your husband probably knew Lisa, Greg & Machel. They were in Into the Woods & Man of La Mancha & a whole lot of other things.

i'll check out your website.

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[strchsr.livejournal.com]

very cute. i can absolutely see Xan as Gypsy Rose Lee

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