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Soddin hell its been ages since I've had any play. Wot with Sunnyhell gone thanks to that *cough* genius of a big bad Glory, I'm stuck here wastin away the days with the soddin Scoobies. Not like they even bloody LIKE me. Bunch of em ran off to slay some nasty and didn't even think to ask spike to play, not like i got anything better to than sit in my room twiddlin my merry thumbs.
Now their out there hackin and slashin and I'm stuck in my room with nuthin but the Bible to read which isn't going to happen this gawd awful decade. damn that glory havin to go get frisky and stick her hair curler where it ain't ment and now i gotta live here with Angel and a buncha maroons.
Since i got this chip shoved up my skull its not like i've really gotten any good play, and now thinkin about the lot of em out there...it makes a bloke have ideas.
Got up off the bed, headin for the bathroom. Cranked the shower up, stripping off my black tee and pair of pants. Grinned in the mirror at myself "Hey there you handsome devil." The steam was startin to fog things up as I sat down in the tub, working a bar of soap round in my hands. Started thinking about old times with Dru...then Harm...but that wasn't seemin to be gettin me in the proper set of mind. Leaned back, the cold cermaic of the tub pressed against my back as I thought about Angel. Now that did the trick. Reached between my thighs, takin a grip and havin a stroke as I thought of the times in old St. Petersburg during that war. The man had bathed in blood....and I'd been there at his side. Never had admitted how he'd inspired me then...and now.
Nice as that was I had a thought of Dawn, the lil niblet and stroked things faster, ripe slice of pie she woulda been, I could just imagine it. Could just see her sittin on the couch back in Sunnydale, eating a long thick slice of pizza, sauce on her lips. Xander sittin next to her on the couch, laughing....
Harris....of sod...that was the ticket. The orgasm struck me and I shuddered, moaning his name as the water from the shower washed everything away.
Something was coming...heh...besides me. And it was gonna be fun.
Now their out there hackin and slashin and I'm stuck in my room with nuthin but the Bible to read which isn't going to happen this gawd awful decade. damn that glory havin to go get frisky and stick her hair curler where it ain't ment and now i gotta live here with Angel and a buncha maroons.
Since i got this chip shoved up my skull its not like i've really gotten any good play, and now thinkin about the lot of em out there...it makes a bloke have ideas.
Got up off the bed, headin for the bathroom. Cranked the shower up, stripping off my black tee and pair of pants. Grinned in the mirror at myself "Hey there you handsome devil." The steam was startin to fog things up as I sat down in the tub, working a bar of soap round in my hands. Started thinking about old times with Dru...then Harm...but that wasn't seemin to be gettin me in the proper set of mind. Leaned back, the cold cermaic of the tub pressed against my back as I thought about Angel. Now that did the trick. Reached between my thighs, takin a grip and havin a stroke as I thought of the times in old St. Petersburg during that war. The man had bathed in blood....and I'd been there at his side. Never had admitted how he'd inspired me then...and now.
Nice as that was I had a thought of Dawn, the lil niblet and stroked things faster, ripe slice of pie she woulda been, I could just imagine it. Could just see her sittin on the couch back in Sunnydale, eating a long thick slice of pizza, sauce on her lips. Xander sittin next to her on the couch, laughing....
Harris....of sod...that was the ticket. The orgasm struck me and I shuddered, moaning his name as the water from the shower washed everything away.
Something was coming...heh...besides me. And it was gonna be fun.