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snogged ([personal profile] snogged) wrote2009-12-29 01:04 pm

Spike/Willow, Spike/Joyce, Spike/Fred Drabbles - TEEN

And now for the het set :)

Title: Willow The Red Nosed Reindeer
Author: snogged
Disclaimer: Joss Whedon owns the characters from Buffy the Vampire Slayer. I don’t. Please don’t sue.
Rating/Warning: FRT-13/PG-13; implied sexual situations, dress-up.
Pairing: Spike/Willow
Word Count: 120
Summary: Spike’s about to have a happy holiday…
Beta: [livejournal.com profile] velvetwhip. All other mistakes are mine.
A/N: written for [livejournal.com profile] rua1412 who suggested the prompt of velvet antlers and the pairing of Spike and Willow.



The first thing to catch his eye was the tips of velvet antlers poking out from behind the decorated, artificial tree in the Summer’s living room. They were meant, he supposed, to invoke holiday cheer and make those bloody Jingle Bells ring. Or perhaps…they were just an addition to a sexy outfit designed with his pleasure in mind.

Turned out the latter was true when Willow emerged from her hiding place behind said tree sporting a negligee and tiny red nose. It was just the sorta thing that would make Rudolph blush, and just the sorta thing to send all the right gears turning in Spike’s head.

Happy didn’t even begin to cover the holiday he was gonna have tonight.


Title: Traditions
Author: snogged
Disclaimer: Joss Whedon owns the characters from Buffy the Vampire Slayer. I don’t. Please don’t sue.
Rating/Warning: FRT/PG; fluff
Pairing: Spike/Willow
Word Count: 142
Summary: Spike shows he understands the holiday traditions of others.
Beta: [livejournal.com profile] velvetwhip. All other mistakes are mine.
A/N: written for [livejournal.com profile] velvetwhip who wanted a menorah and Spike/Willow.


Shredded wrapping paper, rolls of tape, and fancy bows littered the floor of the Summers’ living room and it took a vampire with cat-like grace to move around the mess. As he reached the fireplace mantle, he nimbly placed the object he’d collected right smack dab in the center between a few framed photos.

“Spike…” The voice behind him made him turn around and he let a slow smile curl his lips.

“Figured we all deserved to have our own traditions this December, Red. And since none of these blokes seem to remember your Jewish heritage, I believe I did you a service.”

Willow tilted her head, observing the hand-crafted child’s menorah in front of her. “And does this service require payment?”

“’Course it does,” Spike replied. “Now pucker up, witch. It’s time I do a little holiday celebrating of my own.”


Title: Christmas Wishing
Author: snogged
Disclaimer: Joss Whedon owns the characters from Buffy the Vampire Slayer. I don’t. Please don’t sue.
Rating/Warning: FRT/PG; fluff
Pairing: Spike/Fred
Word Count: 143
Summary: Fred had never been the wishing type…
Beta: velvetwhip. All other mistakes are mine.
A/N: written for [livejournal.com profile] angelskuuipo who wanted Spike/Fred and Christmas Wish.



Earlier in the week, Harmony had placed a star on top of the plastic Christmas tree in the lobby and told everyone to make a wish. Said it was a tradition in her family and she wanted to make sure that it lived on.

Fred had never been the wishing type, not when she had logic and reason and analysis spinning the gears in her head. But a part of her heart, really wanted to make one. So she squeezed her eyes shut and bit her lip, wondering if she was supposed to click her heels three times or something like they did in the movies.

But the heel-clicking was unnecessary when she felt Spike’s arms wrap around her, felt his lips against the outer shell of her ear. “Hope you get everything you wish for, love.”

“Don’t worry. I did.”


Title: Cookies In The Oven
Author: snogged
Disclaimer: Joss Whedon owns the characters from Buffy the Vampire Slayer. I don’t. Please don’t sue.
Rating/Warning: FRT/PG; light sexual innuendo
Pairing: Spike/Joyce
Word Count: 141
Summary: Joyce is baking cookies with a visitor by her side.
Beta: [livejournal.com profile] velvetwhip. All other mistakes are mine.
A/N: written for [livejournal.com profile] purplefeen who wanted Spike/Joyce and the prompt: baking cookies.


The finished cookies were all lined up in perfect rows, cooling on wax paper as Joyce started on her next project: sugar cookies. Beside her, Spike was dipping a candy cane into his hot cocoa before bringing it to his lips and sucking off the liquid.

“You know, it wouldn’t hurt if you helped.” Joyce said, pulling out a few baking pans and carefully dropping mounds of dough onto their surfaces.

“Would, too. Could stab myself with one of those fancy wooden spoons and then where would we be?” Spike smirked, mischief in his eyes. “Wouldn’t want me turning to dust in your kitchen on such an auspicious holiday. And besides, you could always help me lick my candy cane.”

In a flash, Joyce stuck the pan in the oven and found her way to a new sort of Christmas cheer.