A Feast For The Senses by angelskuuipo
For Amber. She asked for Spike/Xander and gave me the prompt of 'Thanksgiving'. I fudged a little and kept it non-specific because it works so well in all of my fandoms. Written for the Fall_for_Spike and Numb3rs100 Livejournal communities.
All he could see was the velvety darkness behind the blindfold.
All he could feel were the silk sheets beneath him and the wrought iron bars of the headboard that he held.
All he could hear was the soft beginnings of Ravel’s Bolero.
All he could smell was the sensual scent of sandalwood.
All he could taste was his own anticipation.
A rustle of sound to his left let him know that whatever his lover had planned was about to begin.
Tastes exploded on his tongue. Champagne. Cream. Strawberries. Chocolate.
Hands, teeth, lips, and tongue worked to overload his sense of touch and drive his desire higher.
The scent of sandalwood faded compared to that of his lover.
A softly spoken admonishment blotted out the sound of swelling drums and trumpets when he let go of the headboard.
The only thing denied him was the sight of his lover, but that changed when the blindfold was removed.
He drank in the sight of his lover spread before him like an offering before taking him and making him his own once again.
They laid panting in the aftermath. He asked why and received the perfect answer.
Just giving thanks was all.
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