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Title: Rassling on the Night Before Christmas
Fandom: BtVS
Characters/Pairing: Spike/Buffy
Rating: PG
Concrit: Please, in comments
Disclaimer: They aren't mine, not yet, but the will be once I've taken over the world. Bwah-ha-ha.
Notes: Written for Advent Drabbles and a prompt at Spike/Buffy Fag Ends: Twas the Night Before Christmas
Word Count: 100 (Yes! a pure drabble for Advent Drabbles)
“Twas the night before Christmas
And all through the castle
Not a slayer was stirring
And Spike wanted to rassle.”
Buffy stood before him, appearing out of nowhere in the entranceway to one of those huge stone-walled rooms that kept popping up. “Rassle?” she asked.
“Fight, wrestle,” Spike explained, “although I was hoping we could go for a more open interpretation.” He leered, licking his lips.
“You’re still a pig, Spike,” Buffy said, shoving him. He crashed into the wall, which was colder than he’d expected.
“But I did miss you,” she added, mashing her lips, and body, against his.
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Date: 2010-12-25 10:54 pm (UTC)