bogwitch

I'm trying to persaude my muse to come back, as it's been MIA lately. Work is taking up too much space in my mind. :(

Still, I managed to coax out a drabble tonight (even if it's not the greatest thing I've ever written):


Just Deal by Bogwitch
(BtVS, Season Six, during the night in Older And Far Away before everyone wakes for the cartoons. Spike/Buffy)


“Ssh!” Buffy hisses and snatches the cards back. “Just one game, I said.”

“You got somewhere else to be off to?” Spike asks as he attempts to brush the hair away from her cheek.

But she dodges, recoiling sharply. “Stop that! Someone will wake up!”

“And see what? Two people having an innocent game of cards?”

“Nothing about you is innocent, Spike.”

“It’s just a part of my charm.”

“Ugh.” But Buffy’s disgust lacks conviction. Perhaps she can’t quite muster the indignation when she’s letting his hand roam over her thigh.

He leans in and kisses her lightly. “Just deal.”