[ Spike hasn't been intimate much since the bot, and then--
One real kiss. Buffy's body, broken in the rubble. The bot torn to pieces in the road.
If he'd woken up alone here, he'd probably stick to being alone. He doesn't know what to do about having her back and being ripped from her again, but it's maybe for the best that this girl isn't giving him much time to brood over it.
Spike's jaw works against the pain at his scalp, gaze flicking to Jinx's mouth. Voice low, ]
What do you feel like, then?
[ With an upward roll of his hips to meet her downward grind, cock stirring awake against the tight restriction of leather. Spike does move to kiss her, too tantalizingly close not to try. ]
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One real kiss. Buffy's body, broken in the rubble. The bot torn to pieces in the road.
If he'd woken up alone here, he'd probably stick to being alone. He doesn't know what to do about having her back and being ripped from her again, but it's maybe for the best that this girl isn't giving him much time to brood over it.
Spike's jaw works against the pain at his scalp, gaze flicking to Jinx's mouth. Voice low, ]
What do you feel like, then?
[ With an upward roll of his hips to meet her downward grind, cock stirring awake against the tight restriction of leather. Spike does move to kiss her, too tantalizingly close not to try. ]