Who: Good Spike, evil Spike, and John [closed] What/When: LOL who even knows anymore. It's all the same to these crazy James Marsters PB's right? Directly following this thread
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As he was carried away to god knew where, John wondered whether this bloke had actually completely lost it.
"What are you prattling on about, mate? There's just you and me, isn't there?" As they entered the room and Spike called out, he started to get curious.
"Oh, shut up, will you? I'm not in the sodding mood. Just give me the pack of blood and stay out--" Spike whirled around in his swivel chair, then grinned at the sight of them. "Well, well. What have we here."
He stood up and sauntered over to his pussy-whipped counterpart, and ran a finger along this strange offering's forehead.
"Oi! Watch it," said the other Spike. "He already thinks I'm trying to shag him."
He grinned. "Well, put me down then, so I can have a look at the two of you, without my arse facing skyward. Although I'm sure you enjoy the view." This was bloody terrific. Oh, what he imagined could be done with two identical mouths, and two identical sets of hands and two identical... other parts. It was a dream come fucking true.
"Lovely." Spike dropped john on the ground flat, with no attempt whatsoever to break the fall, stepped over him, and headed over to the computer, then turned back to Spike.
"Who've you been talking to?"
"None of your damn business, you bloody harpy. If I wanted an old cranky woman, I'd eat one."
"Hey, if it weren't for me covering your sorry ass all the time, you'd have gotten staked a long time ago by all the vampire hunters around here. Not to mention the slayer. And who patched you up when that crazy priest tore you to shreds again?"
"Oh, yeah, yeah, bring that up again, won't you. So you did one nice thing for me. You're a sodding vampire with a soul, what're you going to do, leave me to bleed?"
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"What are you prattling on about, mate? There's just you and me, isn't there?" As they entered the room and Spike called out, he started to get curious.
"Isn't there?"
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He stood up and sauntered over to his pussy-whipped counterpart, and ran a finger along this strange offering's forehead.
"Oi! Watch it," said the other Spike. "He already thinks I'm trying to shag him."
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He grinned. "Well, put me down then, so I can have a look at the two of you, without my arse facing skyward. Although I'm sure you enjoy the view." This was bloody terrific. Oh, what he imagined could be done with two identical mouths, and two identical sets of hands and two identical... other parts. It was a dream come fucking true.
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"Who've you been talking to?"
"None of your damn business, you bloody harpy. If I wanted an old cranky woman, I'd eat one."
"Hey, if it weren't for me covering your sorry ass all the time, you'd have gotten staked a long time ago by all the vampire hunters around here. Not to mention the slayer. And who patched you up when that crazy priest tore you to shreds again?"
"Oh, yeah, yeah, bring that up again, won't you. So you did one nice thing for me. You're a sodding vampire with a soul, what're you going to do, leave me to bleed?"
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