Playing
by Mihreia

Xander turned to his still green-eyed double and smiled indulgently. 

"You found him, so technically he's yours." 

Xanny lifted his eyebrows and eyed their unfortunate opponent. The 
vampire looked from one identical man to the other, eyeing them as if 
they were insane and he needed to find the quickest way out of there. 
The only exit was blocked though. The mortal pursed his lips.

"Pity there's not enough to go around. Nah, you can take him. I ate 
too many pastries earlier anyway." 

Xanny gave his double a genuinely happy grin. It was impossible to 
tell if he was being serious or not.

{Huh? Way to go with the weirdness there, what with the eating bit. 
Can you say eeew? Eating non-blood parts of humans is even higher on 
the squick scale than the stunning combination of dumping cereal in 
your blood. Unless, of course, it's meant as a scare tactic. Then 
it's a good. Too bad it's wasted on this poor excuse of a vamp.} 

And speaking of pathetic vampires, Xander decided to rid the world of 
one more. He moved towards the minion, who had finally decided to try 
and get past them. Bad move that! Xander swept the other vampire's 
feet out from under him and tried to follow through with the old 
stake through the heart. 

The vampire turned out to be a bit faster than Xander had thought, 
and the young vampire missed him by an inch. The minion was back on 
his feet, and was trying to avoid his stronger opponent.

{Dammit. It's not like this is going to end any other way, Dustboy. 
Just try and hold still for a second.} 

Xander was getting irritated with Mr. Elusive Vamp, and that was 
never a good thing. But the minion kept refusing to attack, and ended 
up dodging the stake as best he could, which frustrated Xander to no 
end. 

{Okay, let's try something different.}

The young vampire turned his back to the other, and winked at his 
double, an insolent grin plastered on his face. 

"He's a slippery one, isn't he?"

Xanny threw a lopsided grin back. 
"Do you need a hand there, big bad vampire you?"

Xander could practically feel the vampire behind his back get ready 
to attack him, and when he finally did charge, he was ready for it. 
One step to the side, and the minion flew past his target and 
straight into Xanny. The mortal's gloating smile was the last thing 
he saw before he turned to dust, as Xander staked him from behind.

When the vampire between him and Xanny turned to dust suddenly, 
Xander accidentally on purpose lost his balance and fell forward 
against his double, who conveniently caught him. 

{Yes! And another plan comes together.}

Eager cold lips met pliant warm ones that failed to participate at 
first. Xander kept up his sweet assault, coaxing the warm tingly lips 
open and sneaking a tongue in that mouth, revelling in the heat he 
found there. Gradually Xanny's stiff stance gave way, and the kiss 
became a whole lot more two-sided. 

Tongues met and battled, cool thumbs traced up along the jaw line, 
then down the neck, following the softly beating veins with light 
pressure. Xanny moaned into his double's mouth. Then the hands 
encountered an obstacle to naked skin.

Xander took a quick look down to the ridiculous outfit the other was 
wearing. Yellow T-shirt, Multi-coloured shirt, weird red pants. He 
shrugged and ripped the yellow T-shirt right down the middle.

{Ooh, improvement! I'm so glad that I'm a vampire. At least I know I 
look great in black.}

There was a protesting sound, but Xander nipped that in the bud by 
initiating another long slow kiss. His hands resumed their 
temporarily interrupted journey, and circled pointed nipples. Never 
quite touching, until the mortal whimpered and squirmed trying to 
centre the elusive touch.

Xander smiled and finally flicked the warm nipples. Once, twice, 
three times, before he moved his attention downwards, opening the 
drawstring pants. He sank to his knees, taking the now loose pants 
with him as he lowered himself. He eyed the straining boxer-trapped 
erection.

{Nice!} He frowned lightly. {Well, duh! What did you expect? Xanny 
may not be you in all things, but definitely in some.} The vampire 
waggled his eyebrows, chuckling as he pulled the boxers out of the 
way. 

"Something funny down there?" The mortal sounded husky, heavy-lidded 
eyes darkened to a deep sea green that made him look very exotic.

"No. Not at all." And he licked the head in front of him, earning 
himself a strangled cry. That's when he started in earnest. Licking, 
blowing cool air, suckling, humming, and backing off in irregular 
intervals to keep Xanny from coming too soon. Somewhere in there two 
hands gripped his hair, but it hardly registered. The same went for 
his own neglected hard-on.

In one of those rest intervals he decided to up the stakes a bit. He 
wet a finger in his mouth, before stroking it gently along the 
perineum and circling the twitching hole behind it. Xanny gasped, and 
angled his body towards the new sensation. 

Xander looked up along his lover's flushed and sweaty body to catch a 
blissful look on the face that looked just like his own. What with 
his own lack of reflection and all, he had caught himself looking at 
his double's face quite often, comparing it with his memories. He'd 
never seen that particular expression on his own face before, though.

At the next pass of his finger he dipped just a bit inwards and got 
another half-strangled moan. Then suddenly Xanny's body tensed, and 
the hands in his hair pulled upwards a bit roughly. Reluctantly 
Xander let the cock slip out of his mouth and stood up.

He was pretty surprised to find himself somehow against a wall with a 
muscular leg between his own, warm hands pinning his wrists above his 
head, and a forceful mouth plundering his own.

{Guess the cute little puppy just went out the window. This could be 
fun.}