Heat Drabbles - birthday fic
Jul. 17th, 2006 03:33 pmI let the
open_on_sunday prompt direct
chelle86's birthday drabbles. Here are three Spike centric (Drusilla ship implied drabbles)
Spike/Dru – 1880’s The Heat of the Day
One of the best things about being a vampire was sleeping away the heat of the day. No more sweltering under woolen clothes for him. He and his wicked plum could lie about in the dark, naked if they pleased – and they did – and be utterly comfortable, free of corsets or ties and all of that prickly stuff society was obsessed with.
Spike couldn’t describe what such a life of ease felt like. The first word to mind was boredom. Unless of course he and Dru made a little heat of their own. What better way to pass the day?
Spike/Dru – Pre-show Looking for a Cure
Even at night, the heat was stifling but he had to endure it for her sake. Spike had brought Drusilla to Florida looking for a rumored cure for her after what that bloody mob had done to her in Prague. So far it had been a sweaty bust. He had to be a bit touched himself to wander through the sunshine state. Time to check out the rumors out west.
He watched her dance naked along the surf. She giggled like a schoolgirl as sand trickled through her toes. It was worth it to see her happy. Spike joined her.
Spike – Dancing
Heat rose up in him. Spike would have thought this sort of show would have been good for nothing but a laugh. The wild hair and leather didn’t go with the primal beat of the music. Still, the rippling flesh as hips swayed and arms snaked was sensual. Spike was almost embarrassed by his body’s reaction to this. He could pull down the nearest silver-ringed, tattooed girl and rut with her like there was no tomorrow. A vampire belly-dance troupe? Barmy mortal RAC-Goths undulating to Middle Eastern music, it just seemed so wrong. Spike grinned. Dru would have loved this.
Spike/Dru – 1880’s The Heat of the Day
One of the best things about being a vampire was sleeping away the heat of the day. No more sweltering under woolen clothes for him. He and his wicked plum could lie about in the dark, naked if they pleased – and they did – and be utterly comfortable, free of corsets or ties and all of that prickly stuff society was obsessed with.
Spike couldn’t describe what such a life of ease felt like. The first word to mind was boredom. Unless of course he and Dru made a little heat of their own. What better way to pass the day?
Spike/Dru – Pre-show Looking for a Cure
Even at night, the heat was stifling but he had to endure it for her sake. Spike had brought Drusilla to Florida looking for a rumored cure for her after what that bloody mob had done to her in Prague. So far it had been a sweaty bust. He had to be a bit touched himself to wander through the sunshine state. Time to check out the rumors out west.
He watched her dance naked along the surf. She giggled like a schoolgirl as sand trickled through her toes. It was worth it to see her happy. Spike joined her.
Spike – Dancing
Heat rose up in him. Spike would have thought this sort of show would have been good for nothing but a laugh. The wild hair and leather didn’t go with the primal beat of the music. Still, the rippling flesh as hips swayed and arms snaked was sensual. Spike was almost embarrassed by his body’s reaction to this. He could pull down the nearest silver-ringed, tattooed girl and rut with her like there was no tomorrow. A vampire belly-dance troupe? Barmy mortal RAC-Goths undulating to Middle Eastern music, it just seemed so wrong. Spike grinned. Dru would have loved this.

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Date: 2006-07-17 10:05 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-07-17 11:49 pm (UTC)Never say I never inflicted anime weirdness on you.
Date: 2006-07-18 02:31 am (UTC)Re: Never say I never inflicted anime weirdness on you.
Date: 2006-07-19 02:13 pm (UTC)