Porny Advent
So, since I don't feel like doing my actual work and I just noticed it's Dec. 1 - I think I'll do a drabble a day for Advent! (Is this really "Advent"? I get confused on the origins thereof. I digress.)
So here's a drabble. What's under the first flap on the calendar? Spiles! Strict 100-words all the way! Please help me out with some prompts for the next 23!
A post-NFA reunion:
Spike showed up at Giles’ London flat armed with a bottle of scotch and a Christmas sweater designed to made him look non-threatening.
“So, I’m alive, uh, undead and…”
“Yes, Buffy called me. Shut up and come in.” Giles grabbed the back of his neck and pressed a hot kiss to his mouth. Hot hands slid under his shirt and pulled it and the sweater over his head.
“What are you doing?”
“What I should have done years ago. I just put the chains on the bathtub.” Giles tasted of champagne. He tugged Spike after him. “For old time’s sake.”
So here's a drabble. What's under the first flap on the calendar? Spiles! Strict 100-words all the way! Please help me out with some prompts for the next 23!
A post-NFA reunion:
Spike showed up at Giles’ London flat armed with a bottle of scotch and a Christmas sweater designed to made him look non-threatening.
“So, I’m alive, uh, undead and…”
“Yes, Buffy called me. Shut up and come in.” Giles grabbed the back of his neck and pressed a hot kiss to his mouth. Hot hands slid under his shirt and pulled it and the sweater over his head.
“What are you doing?”
“What I should have done years ago. I just put the chains on the bathtub.” Giles tasted of champagne. He tugged Spike after him. “For old time’s sake.”