Dec 20, 2011 11:16
This one is for all my smut buddies who are readying their menorahs for tonight. :)
Incidentally, my MS Word does not recognize ANY spelling I'm aware of for "dreidel". So I had to anxiously check Wikipedia to be sure.
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"Ow!" Spike tried to look behind him, twisting in his bonds. "What the hell is that? Feels square."
Willow giggled. Tara ducked her head and blushed. "T-that's the only painful part."
"You said you wanted to play dreidel with us." Willow settled down in front of Spike, one hand cupping behind his head. "Now we take turns getting it to fall out."
“How are you going to do that?”
Willow smirked enigmatically.
“And, uh, just what do you do if you win?”
Tara whispered, “You should be more concerned what we do if we have to add to the pot.”
drabbles