Red Velvet: Epilogue
Title: Red Velvet, Chapter Twenty: Epilogue
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Author: creyr
Pairing: Spike/Xander
Rating: R
Word count: 576
Summary: One day, William takes a short cut through the forest . . . and his life is never going to be the same; Will and Xander find their place
Feedback: Oh, yes, please!
Warnings: none, non-human AU
Betas: Biliography. I have to give a shout out to wrisomifu . . . when this story was completely stalled out, the members of the comm gave me the encouragement to finish it. Also, to those of you who stuck with this story, you have my complete gratitude. It was already written when I began to post, but knowing that someone was reading it was encouraging.

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The moon flirted coyly with the clouds, peeking out from the thick layer of vapor and then disappearing. Branches shifted restlessly in the night breeze, scraping against each other, a rebeck song that played out every night.

Will threw his head back, his silvery hair spilling down his spine across his shoulder blades. He opened his mouth, wailing, as he was shoved upwards. He flexed his thighs gripping the body under him tightly while hands held him impaled on a thick cock.

The moon reappeared briefly, shedding the light of her blessings on him and Will howled again, his body tightening. He arched, back bowing as he ground himself onto his lover. Lightening forked through him, leaving him finally through the tip of his prick while he writhed. Liquid heat flooded his insides and he gasped, knowing that Xander had found release as well.

When it was over, he slumped forward, panting. Xander’s arms were around him, holding him in place while Xander’s cock still held him open. A gentle hand stroked his hair, lifting argent strands to play in the moon’s light.

Will roused finally, meeting Xander’s liquid brown eyes. His lover smiled at him, full of the happy innocence that Xander had never lost.

“It’s a lovely night.”

Will smiled back. “It is.”

“I feel like running . . . until I can’t anymore.”

He tightened his legs, lifting up, an involuntary whimper escaping as Xander pulled out of him. Will sat back on his heels, seeing Xander sprawled on his velvet cloak, the color leached out in the moonlight, but knowing from hundreds of times like this how Xander’s pale skin glowed against the blood red fabric.

Xander stood up, shaking the heavy velvet free of leaves and forest litter. He wrapped the cloak around Will’s shoulders, pushing the hood back so that Will’s long hair swung free. His eyes were full of appreciation and Will straightened, thinking of how he must look, clad in nothing but red velvet and moonlight.

“My mate,” Xander breathed reverently, and Will flushed with happiness. “You are so beautiful. Join me? Take the night with me?”

“Of course,” Will affirmed.

He stretched his arms out, thinking of soft pinions and night-seeing eyes, calling up the owl that dwelled within him. His fingers elongated, hair turning into feathers. The cloak disappeared but he well knew that it would return when he regained his human form. His eyes enlarged and the details of the night came into sharp focus. He could see every strand of hair on the large wolf standing beside him. His nose curved and his feet became strong talons gripping the duff.

Xander stood, shaking his fur out from his own change. He lifted his nose, scenting the night and Will thought how lucky he was to have found such a man . . . handsome and powerful and loyal. Xander turned, his lips curling in a wolfish grin and then he spun away into the darkness of the forest.

Will unfurled his wings, crouching through the powerful down sweep and then he was aloft, riding the currents of the air, his lame leg no hindrance to his aerial dance with the sky and the clouds. Far below him, his keen night eyes picked out the shape of a running wolf ghosting among the trees. Will tilted his wings to follow his mate, floating free in the soaring currents.

He thought that if he flew far enough, he might touch the moon.

~End