Spike sat in the recliner of death, waiting for Xander to
fall asleep. He'd figured out a few nights ago how to get out
of the ropes the boy insisted on binding him with even though
he and the rest of the Scooby Do-Gooders knew he was about as
threatening as sodding Polly Pocket. A happy accident was the
only thing that kept him from going nutters. Three nights ago,
as Xander was winding the rope around him, he drew in a deep
breath, probably intending to use it for insults. He hadn't
gotten the chance, but found when he released it there was
plenty of wriggle room between the ropes and chair.
Now that the human was finally asleep, he did just that.
Releasing the breath in one long, silent sigh, he wiggled and
squirmed until he felt the ropes catch on his chin. With a
truly evil grin, he pushed the ropes up over his head and
stood. Mischief to be had, and no one the wiser. A thought
that stretched the smile on his face impossibly wide. After
all, how could he have done anything if he were tied to the
chair all night?
It only took a moment to locate his duster hanging on the
wall at the bottom of the stairs. VampVision, great invention.
Slipping it on, he moved with all the stealth of his demonic
nature to the bedside, digging around in the pockets to find
his special surprise for Xander. It took a little time to get
the boy into position without waking him up. Also, it was the
first time he'd ever tried to get someone's cock out of their
pants and keep it soft at the same time. Very difficult
work.
He snickered a little as he pulled the little yellow sticker
out of his pocket and quickly placed it where he wanted,
tucking the boys not unimpressive equipment back inside his
boxers. Then, turning to leave, he started humming a tune and
quietly singing to himself. "In the land where I was born,
lived a man who sailed to sea. And he told us of his life in
the land of submarines." Then, letting his mind drift to what
was in store for the boy in the morning, he silently snuck out
the basement door, forcing forced down another bout of
laughter. Wouldn't do to wake him, now would it?
Well, off to see the witches.
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