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Summary: Spike and Buffy play with one of her birthday gifts.
AUTHOR: Kimi
EMAIL: kimi37212@yahoo.com
RATING: NC-17
PAIRING: Buffy/Spike
SPOILERS: Post 'Older And Far Away' S6
DISCLAIMER. Well, you know. I'm not worthy, I'm not worthy. Joss is all. I own
nothing except my nine year old car.
AUTHOR'S NOTES: Just a little something in Older and Far Away got my mind going.
Chatrooms can be frightening things. And after-episode chats even more so.
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"I dunno, luv. Looks a little … big … to me."
"Well, you said bring it. So I did. It weighs a ton. I don't know what non-slaying personalities could possibly do with it."
Spike turned the massager over in his hands. "Two heads? Is that better than one." He looked at Buffy mischievously. "Y'know, there's a demon …"
Buffy looked at Spike in mock disgust. "Spike, I so do not want to know whatever it is you're going to tell me. I think that's a `don't go there or I'm going home' conversation. And I'll be taking this toy with me. For private research. `Private' meaning ‘alone?’ Get it?"
Spike changed the subject. "It's kinda high tech. Handcuffs are more my speed. Or iron rings in the wall."
Buffy`s laughter rang out, echoing in the crypt. "Tell me! But handcuffs … not completely bad-bad. No, no, not tonight! I want to find some kind of un-obvious `not for public use' for this. Besides the achy-back thing."
"What's this?" Spike flipped the on switch. "Bloody hell! That almost…! Ow. This is for pleasure?"
"What? Too sensitive for a little…?" Buffy touched the head (one of them). "Owww. That makes my arm tingle all the way up to my …Oh, different speeds. I'll turn it down. Okay down some more. What is this? Fast, faster, warp speed?"
Spike reached over to see the difference. He recoiled. "Stimulation, my ass! That thing is a bloody menace! If you'd had that thing in the alley at the police station, I'd be dead by now! Well, more dead. "
Buffy looked at his reprovingly. "We had that talk. And the make up sex to go with it. I have the bruise to prove it. It`s just not as obvious as yours. Hey, your eye's better." Buffy reached up and touched his eye.
"Ow. Do you mind? It’s not enough you put it there, you got to pick at it, too?"
"Sorry." Buffy returned her attention to the massager. "Look, you can put it on heat." Buffy pointed out.
"Woman, it's already on heat. Just from the vibrations alone. You mean it can be hotter?"
"Well, yeah. I guess. Just let me…" She pressed it against his shoulder. "Owww. Oh, yeah. It is getting hotter." Spike looked at the massager with distrust. Took it from Buffy and hefted it in his hand. He looked at her suggestively, but with a question in his eyes.
She reached over and took it back from him. "So … where do I put it?"
Spike barked with laughter. "I think you could put that thing on your foot and still feel it in your nether regions. The way that thing is vibrating, you'd feel it in the back of your brain. It’s a little too chip-like for my taste. Developin’ somethin’ of an aversion to things like that."
"Well, so…do you want to…?"
"Don't know that you need me, luv. Hell, I might hurt you with the damn thing. It's awfully big."
"I don't think you do *that* with it!" Buffy said, biting her lip to keep from laughing.
"No, I mean…"
"Spike, are you blushing?"
"Me? No. Can't blush. Wouldn't be if I could. It's just …"
"What?"
Spike took the massager from Buffy and decisively turned it off. The crypt was silent.
"I really don't think we need this." he said firmly.
Buffy smiled.
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