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snoggedTitle: Souvenir
Author: snogged
Disclaimer: Joss Whedon and Co. owns BtVS/AtS. I don’t.
Character/Pairing: Technically, it’s Spike only, but it’s also Spike/Willow too so it counts. Mentions - Spike/Drusilla, Spike/Cecily, Spike/Buffy, Willow/Tara
Rating/Warning: FRM/R. Masturbation references, language.
Word Count: 543
Setting: BtVS Season 5
Summary: Spike finds something he didn’t expect to find in the Slayer’s bedroom.
Beta: Gabrielle
A/N: Written for my 10 year LJ anniversary for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
rua1412 who requested “souvenir.” Hope you like, hun!
He’d never done this with Drusilla.
Poking…Prodding…Digging through cupboards and closets…
Seeking out a treasure, a piece of her, a souvenir to keep on the mantel…
He also hadn’t done this sort of thing with Cecily either, except for the one time that her lacy handkerchief had fallen out of her dress and had landed on the filthy pavement. The brilliant white had quickly turned dusty brown before his eyes and he’d held his tongue, not saying a word to her about the personal item.
It hadn’t seemed right to return something so soiled back to someone so lovely. So he’d pocketed it inside the pages of his poetry journal for safe-keeping and had watched with ire in his heart when Edward had purchased her a new one. She had smiled and laughed, a lilting girlish giggle that Spike felt only he deserved to hear.
Spike shook his head and kicked Buffy’s dresser with his steel-toed boot. The wooden frame shuddered slightly from the impact, but didn’t crack. What his vampire strength had done, though, was move the dresser a few inches to the other side, revealing a pair of soft cotton panties that were light purple in color.
Reminded him of lilacs.
Remember…you had on that, uh, fuzzy pink number with the lilac underneath?
The memory came back to him, unbidden and unexpected. It was not a Buffy memory, nor was it a recent one, but it triggered a coil of lust in his gut nevertheless.
He picked up the panties and brought them to his nose, savoring the scent that followed. It was innocence and magic, equal parts sweet and intoxicating.
These were Willow’s.
The feisty little witch must have had a little fun in the Slayer’s bedroom. Most likely, the garden slumber party variety, but Spike let his thoughts wander to far dirtier places. Perhaps Willow had played the adventurous vixen and had perched on the edge of the dresser with her legs spread and sex aching as Tara’s tongue danced a melody over her clitoris.
Or perhaps Willow had come in here alone, drenched in a sheen of summer sweat as she peeled off her panties, crumpled them in a ball and held it in her tightly clenched fist as her fingers had brought her to climax.
Maybe she’d thought about someone else instead.
Perhaps Buffy…
Or Captain Cardboard…
Or the Watcher…
Or maybe even…him….
He smirked, his own dick aching at the thought as he shoved the panties into his jean’s pocket. It was probably bloody stupid for him to entertain the notion that Willow, who insisted she was gay now, would be willing to drop her panties for a vampire. But perhaps the fantasy wasn’t so far off either. Willow wasn’t a stranger to men nor was she a stranger to the idea of loving a person simply for who they were and not because of their parts.
Spike stroked his chin with his thumb and index finger, sweeping his gaze towards the window where he could just see a sliver of the moon’s silver-white glow. The college campus wasn’t so far away.
Perhaps it would be worth it to bring the witch a souvenir of his own.
Something that she would never forget.
Author: snogged
Disclaimer: Joss Whedon and Co. owns BtVS/AtS. I don’t.
Character/Pairing: Technically, it’s Spike only, but it’s also Spike/Willow too so it counts. Mentions - Spike/Drusilla, Spike/Cecily, Spike/Buffy, Willow/Tara
Rating/Warning: FRM/R. Masturbation references, language.
Word Count: 543
Setting: BtVS Season 5
Summary: Spike finds something he didn’t expect to find in the Slayer’s bedroom.
Beta: Gabrielle
A/N: Written for my 10 year LJ anniversary for
rua1412 who requested “souvenir.” Hope you like, hun!He’d never done this with Drusilla.
Poking…Prodding…Digging through cupboards and closets…
Seeking out a treasure, a piece of her, a souvenir to keep on the mantel…
He also hadn’t done this sort of thing with Cecily either, except for the one time that her lacy handkerchief had fallen out of her dress and had landed on the filthy pavement. The brilliant white had quickly turned dusty brown before his eyes and he’d held his tongue, not saying a word to her about the personal item.
It hadn’t seemed right to return something so soiled back to someone so lovely. So he’d pocketed it inside the pages of his poetry journal for safe-keeping and had watched with ire in his heart when Edward had purchased her a new one. She had smiled and laughed, a lilting girlish giggle that Spike felt only he deserved to hear.
Spike shook his head and kicked Buffy’s dresser with his steel-toed boot. The wooden frame shuddered slightly from the impact, but didn’t crack. What his vampire strength had done, though, was move the dresser a few inches to the other side, revealing a pair of soft cotton panties that were light purple in color.
Reminded him of lilacs.
Remember…you had on that, uh, fuzzy pink number with the lilac underneath?
The memory came back to him, unbidden and unexpected. It was not a Buffy memory, nor was it a recent one, but it triggered a coil of lust in his gut nevertheless.
He picked up the panties and brought them to his nose, savoring the scent that followed. It was innocence and magic, equal parts sweet and intoxicating.
These were Willow’s.
The feisty little witch must have had a little fun in the Slayer’s bedroom. Most likely, the garden slumber party variety, but Spike let his thoughts wander to far dirtier places. Perhaps Willow had played the adventurous vixen and had perched on the edge of the dresser with her legs spread and sex aching as Tara’s tongue danced a melody over her clitoris.
Or perhaps Willow had come in here alone, drenched in a sheen of summer sweat as she peeled off her panties, crumpled them in a ball and held it in her tightly clenched fist as her fingers had brought her to climax.
Maybe she’d thought about someone else instead.
Perhaps Buffy…
Or Captain Cardboard…
Or the Watcher…
Or maybe even…him….
He smirked, his own dick aching at the thought as he shoved the panties into his jean’s pocket. It was probably bloody stupid for him to entertain the notion that Willow, who insisted she was gay now, would be willing to drop her panties for a vampire. But perhaps the fantasy wasn’t so far off either. Willow wasn’t a stranger to men nor was she a stranger to the idea of loving a person simply for who they were and not because of their parts.
Spike stroked his chin with his thumb and index finger, sweeping his gaze towards the window where he could just see a sliver of the moon’s silver-white glow. The college campus wasn’t so far away.
Perhaps it would be worth it to bring the witch a souvenir of his own.
Something that she would never forget.
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on 2013-07-19 02:50 am (UTC)Gabrielle
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on 2013-07-19 11:59 am (UTC)Thank you! Glad you liked the story.
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on 2013-07-19 04:14 am (UTC)no subject
on 2013-07-19 11:59 am (UTC)Thanks love.
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on 2013-07-20 01:51 am (UTC)no subject
on 2013-07-19 05:57 pm (UTC)Thank you sooo much for it! It's perfect, sexy, and naughty! It fit greatly to Spike and Willow!
oh my! Did I told you how much your style? What an amazing writer you are?
I'm so happy you picked up my prompt. You made a wonderful job with it!!!
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on 2013-07-22 12:28 am (UTC)Thank you, sweetie. Your words make me feeling positively tickled pink. I'm so happy you enjoyed my story.
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on 2013-07-20 12:40 am (UTC)no subject
on 2013-07-22 12:32 am (UTC)Glad you enjoyed it!
on 2013-07-20 05:11 pm (UTC)*kisses* xxx
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on 2013-07-21 10:15 pm (UTC)Good job :)
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on 2013-07-22 12:32 am (UTC)no subject
on 2016-07-10 09:32 am (UTC)This is nice! Spike has a good point there, about Willow being open to the idea of loving people for who they are. I wonder if it would also apply to relationships with vampires. :)
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on 2016-07-10 01:33 pm (UTC)I'm glad you enjoyed it.