A small update. For now, I'm continuing with the drabble/ficlet things. They seem to be working for me, being less stressful than chapters. Hopefully at some point, I'll feel up to something longer. In the meantime, here is a different kind of angst. They fight. Spike is...
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I'll be working on more today.
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“I may be a prat, Spike, but I’m not a fool. Jesus, we haven’t had sex since you fucked me this morning on the living room rug. You know I can’t go that long without you. I’m dying here.” This line was so goodd! :D
Loved this! *hugs*
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*huggles you tight*
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Got a little carried away there. Sorry.
And what was that you were saying about a hand job????
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I like it, and so does Spike, evidently :)
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Thank you, sweetie.
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